Chapter 135 Half-Step Golden Pill
Lin Mu's eyes were blurred with tears. Huaichun's tragic death made him feel sad.
It can be said that Huaichun contributed everything to the sect, but he ended up biting his tongue and committing suicide.
The culprit of all crimes is Qian Fuzi.
Qian Fuzi crossed the river and demolished the bridge, which was no different from the original Shi Weihan.
Both of these two people have rock-solid hearts, without a trace of emotion, and only have interests in their eyes.
Lin Mu hated what Shi Weihan had done so much that he would rather wander outside than return to the sect.
Lin Mu just wanted to stay away from such a person.
Because no one knows who he will plot against at the next moment. For victory and benefit, they will do whatever it takes.
Lin Mu once served as a pawn of Shi Weihan and made huge profits for him, but what he got in exchange was betrayal.
After that time, Lin Mu made up his mind to take his destiny into his own hands.
I didn't expect to come here and become someone else's pawn again.
He thought he was careful enough and mature enough, but compared with these old guys, he was still too young!
In the final analysis, it is still too weak.
If he had super strength and could kill an entire sect of Blue Sea Sword Sect by himself, how could such things happen?
But having said that, if he had this strength, why would he make a deal with Qian Fuzi.
The rabbit died and the fox was sad. Lin Mu looked at Huaichun's tragic situation before his death and shed a burst of tears.
Compared with Huaichun, Lin Mu just had a little luck. If he hadn't owned the Xuan Yue Pendant, he would have been like Huaichun and either committed suicide or was hacked to death with random swords after being humiliated by others.
Just like Ning Ye at this moment, under the siege of everyone, he will be defeated sooner or later.
Ning Ye controlled the Jinwu Sword, bursts of golden light flashed through, and struck Xia Wufeng.
The sword energy was flowing horizontally, and after bursts of roaring sounds, the ground was filled with dust and smoke.
Jinwu Sword and Xia Wufeng's flying sword collided in mid-air. After a sound of gold and iron, Xia Wufeng's flying sword was split into two small gaps.
The Jinwu Sword is extremely sharp, far beyond the comparison with Xia Wufeng's flying sword.
But in the next moment, the Kingo Sword lost its power, and all five swords attacked at once, entangling the Kingo Sword.
The Jinwu Sword flashed with light and made two clear sounds, and the light became dimmer.
Lin Mu couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Ning Ye's fate, like Huaichun's, was already doomed when Qian Fuzi sent them away.
Ning Ye's struggle at this moment made Lin Mu feel even more miserable.
If fate has already been decided, should I die obediently or should I resist needlessly?
Huaichun chose the former, and before he died, he was filled with endless hatred.
That hatred made Lin Mu panic.
Ning Ye chose the latter, and he would fight to the death.
But this kind of struggle, in Lin Mu's eyes, had a touch of sadness.
The combined strength of the five cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Stage is much greater than that of Ning Ye. Although his attack power was strong, he could not withstand the large number of people in the Lanhai Sword Sect. Five practitioners in the Spiritual Silence Stage were besieging them together, and he was simply unable to withstand it.
The light of Jinwu Sword became increasingly dim, and five high-grade flying swords tightly entangled it.
At this time, another elder gave up searching for Lin Mu and instead joined the ranks besieging Ning Ye.
The elder's flying sword was a water-based flying sword. The light green flying sword was erratic and stabbed towards Ning Ye from behind. Although Ning Ye was on guard, he was not as agile as the flying sword and was stabbed from behind by the green flying sword.
The sword energy exploded in his body, and the cold water spiritual power spread in his body, but Ning Ye felt that everything inside was burning, and there was burning pain, as if it had swallowed him up all at once.
Ning Ye's figure became unstable and fell from the air. The Jinwu Sword was also knocked down.
Xia Wufeng walked up to Ning Ye with a cold expression: "You have been struggling for so long and you are not going to die by my sword. Why bother?"
Ning Ye said nothing and secretly used his spiritual power. He was still thinking about resisting.
Xia Wufeng sneered and said: "Stop wasting your efforts. You have killed so many disciples in my sect. I will not let you live again."
An elder beside him sneered: "You worked hard for Qian Fuzi, but in the end you got this result. Qian Fuzi is really a sinner."
Xia Wufeng smiled sinisterly: "But don't worry, I will avenge you after you die. I will kill Qian Fuzi with my own hands and kill all the disciples of Lingfu Sect. This Cave Heaven Blessed Land will be owned by Lanhai Sword Sect in the future. "
Ning Ye's eyes were spitting fire and he glared at Xia Wufeng. The ground beneath him was soaked with blood.
An elder next to him said regretfully: "It's a pity that Qian Fuzi was too cruel. Without a chance to blackmail him, Elder Ning Ye could only die in vain."
Xia Wufeng said bitterly: "Even if he killed nearly a hundred of my disciples, his death was not in vain. It's just a pity that one of them ran away and he couldn't kill all three of them."
"But I am content with killing you and the two elders Huaichun." Xia Wufeng said with a smile: "I don't believe that the seven remaining Spiritual Silence Stage cultivators from the Spirit Talisman Sect can continue to compete with my Blue Sea Sword Sect."
After Xia Wufeng finished speaking, he moved his hand, and a red flying sword struck straight at Ning Ye's heart.
A flash of light flashed in Ning Ye's eyes, and when the flying sword was about to hit the center of his body, he rose up from the ground and floated in the air. The Jinwu Sword also immediately flew up from the ground and stopped beside him.
The flying sword failed, and Xia Wufeng was suddenly startled.
"Sure enough, you have perseverance. You are not willing to die now." Xia Wufeng said: "Then I will personally send you on your way."
The crimson flying sword flashed with light and shot towards Ning Ye again.
Ning Ye's face was calm, but a flash of madness flashed in his eyes. He tried his best to circulate the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual energy from the surrounding world quickly gathered towards him.
The spiritual power gathered towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strong wind blew by, forming a huge whirlpool of spiritual power in front of him.
As the spiritual power gathered more and more, the Kingo Sword became brighter and brighter.
A clear sound came from the Jinwu Sword, and the Jinwu Sword emitted a flash of light, directly facing Xia Wufeng's flying sword.
Ding!
After a collision, Xia Wufeng's flying sword was knocked back, and a gap of more than half an inch appeared on the red sword body.
Ning Ye was still trying to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The fluctuations of spiritual power became more and more violent, the wind and clouds surged, and the spiritual energy of the entire Lingfu Mountain quickly gathered towards Ning Ye.
Ning Ye became the center of this world, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, almost unmatched.
Only then did Xia Wufeng react and said in surprise: "No, he's going to break through the golden elixir!"
"Hurry up and stop him!" Xia Wufeng shouted, "Otherwise, we will be doomed."
But it's too late.
Ning Ye's body was shining with golden light, his face was calm, and his eyes were cold as he looked at Xia Wufeng.
Ning Ye was well aware of his situation at this moment. His internal organs had been shattered. At this moment, he was just lingering and recovering.
It is completely impossible to break through the golden elixir. He has only reached the half-step golden elixir state at this moment.
Half-step golden elixir!
It must be at the peak of the Spiritual Silence Stage and a state that can only be achieved when hitting the Golden Core Stage.
At this time, cultivators have already entered the golden elixir stage. As long as they have a large supply of spiritual power, they can successfully form elixirs in one fell swoop.
Ning Ye's life was in danger, and the chance of successfully forming the pill was slim.
Ning Ye's goal is not to form a golden elixir. As long as he reaches the half-step golden elixir state, his strength will be comparable to that of a golden elixir cultivator in a short period of time.
Before dying, Ning Ye wanted to give Xia Wufeng and Lan Hai Jianmen a heavy blow.
The more people from the Blue Sea Sword Sect are killed, the greater the hope that the Lingfu Sect will continue to exist.
Although Qian Fuzi plotted against him and wanted to put him to death.
He should have hated Qian Fuzi, but he didn't want the sect to be extinct at the hands of Lanhai Jianmen like himself.
As soon as Xia Wufeng finished speaking, twelve Spirit Silence Stage elders and more than a hundred Foundation Establishment Stage disciples all launched their flying swords and shot at Ning Ye.
Ning Ye sneered and said nothing. The Jinwu Sword flashed with light and struck down with one strike.
An unparalleled golden power streaked across the sky. Wherever the sword light passed, a flying sword was chopped into two pieces and fell like rain.
boom!
A deep trench more than ten feet long was cut on the ground, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
Of the one or two hundred flying swords, the Jinwu Sword could only chop down thirty, and the remaining one hundred and seventy flying swords still attacked Ning Ye.
There was a cold glint in Ning Ye's eyes, he was already determined to die.
Just as the Kingo sword struck down, it turned around again.
boom!
Another sword light fell.
After a burst of flying swords fell, there were still a hundred flying swords left. These hundred flying swords were almost in front of Ning Ye.
Ning Ye had a faint smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and the Jinwu Sword flew quickly and appeared at his feet.
He suddenly activated his spiritual power, a golden light flashed across his body, and his sword flew, quickly attacking Xia Wufeng.
One after another flying swords hit his body, piercing deeply into his body. His body was covered with flying swords and he had already become a bloody man.
Ning Ye flew to Xia Wufeng's side and hugged Xia Wufeng tightly. The next moment, a dazzling golden light flashed through.
boom!
Golden light shone everywhere, like a lotus blooming, and the entire sky became golden.
Countless broken sword shavings flew out in all directions, forming a huge pit on the ground.
Self-destruct!
Ning Ye chose to self-destruct, pulling Xia Wufeng with him, and died in the golden light.
The dust and smoke dispersed.
Ning Ye's figure has long disappeared, and Xia Wufeng has also disappeared.
The three elders standing with Xia Wufeng also had their limbs shattered by the explosion, and their human shapes could no longer be seen.
The twenty or thirty foundation-building disciples in that area also died together with Xia Wufeng.
One self-destructed, taking away the lives of four cultivators in the Spirit Silence Stage and thirty cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Only five high-grade magical instruments were left on the ground. As for the low-grade and medium-grade magical instruments of the practitioners in the foundation-building period, they were all blown to pieces by the self-destruction of the golden elixir.
The remaining eight Spirit Silence Stage elders and about a hundred Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators stared blankly at the deep pit, their eyes full of horror, and they were speechless for a long time.
It all happened so suddenly!
Ning Ye chose to blow himself up, and they were completely caught off guard.
Lin Mu hid in the rotating moon space, and the shock in his heart was three points stronger than that of the people of the Blue Sea Sword Sect.
He watched Ning Ye die without being able to go to rescue him.
Ning Ye was still thinking about the sect when he was dying.
Lin Mu couldn't figure out why Qian Fuzi would kill such a person.
But before Lin Mu could think about it, the white mist that had been calm began to fluctuate violently.
The white mist spread to both sides, and a spacious passage led directly to the outside.
Qian Fuzi led his six elders and more than a hundred foundation-building cultivators and charged out with great momentum.