The indistinct black phoenix beside him suddenly hovered in front of him before materializing into a black saber with a chilling sharpness!
The Dark Phoenix existed in dreams, and its dance brought all living beings to paradise.
This was the Dark Phoenix Dao that An Lin had attained after ingesting the Dark Phoenix Undead Spirit Pill. It was an offensive spell technique belonging to the divine spirit lineage, the Dark Phoenix Blade!
An extremely powerful divine spirit that was comparable to that of a cultivator at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage, coupled with a divine spirit spell technique from the phoenix lineage. How terrifying would it be? Simpson, who had been laughing heartily a moment ago, now looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"How is this possible? How can your divine spirit be so powerful as well?! "he roared in shock and horror.
An Lin chuckled. "Because I'm omnipotent."
Simpson: "…"
He knew that there was no way out, and his crimson claw slashed toward the black blade.
"Extreme Demonic Blood Blade!"
The crimson blade slashed down with a power that was enough to tear apart the divine spirit of a Return to Void Stage mighty figure. The demonic sound of tens of thousands of wailing ghosts also appeared at this moment.
The Dark Phoenix Blade seemed to sense something and slashed down as well.
This slash seemed to have drawn the entire world into a deep slumber. Everything fell into eternal darkness.
The wailing ghosts disappeared, and Simpson's crimson claw was also devoured.
"No …!"
There was a look of horror on his face. In the end, his divine spirit was also devoured by this slash.
After the darkness, everything became quiet again.
Only specks of starlight shone under the moonlight.
There was no trace of Simpson in this world anymore.
An Lin looked at the empty void and shook his head slightly. He sighed with emotion. "There really isn't a single one who can fight …"
"Alright, there's no one else here. They're all dead. Who's going to watch you flex now?" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded from behind him.
An Lin turned around and saw Xu Xiaolan flying toward him on her sword. She glared at him.
Not only that, but she was also gripping the Dragon Sparrow Sword tightly. There seemed to be a killing intent?!
"Let's go! Why are you still in a daze? Are you waiting for the other Ancestors to come and take revenge? "Xu Xiaolan couldn't help but remind An Lin again when she saw that he had no intention of running away.
An Lin returned to his senses and looked at the ruins of the Bone Demon Blood Sect in the distance. He said with some reluctance, "Have you finished looting all the treasures?"
"You're done looting? If you're done fighting, then you're going to take the treasure. Otherwise, I'm just going to watch you show off. We've also killed all of the enemies, but there seems to be a Blood Tribe member who used voice transmission talismans to leak the news, "Xu Xiaolan replied with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"There's one more thing I have to do." An Lin suddenly flew towards the Bone Demon Blood Sect.
"Hey, what else do you want to do?" Xu Xiaolan shouted and followed him.
An Lin looked at the ruins of the Bone Demon Blood Sect and quickly found a relatively independent space.
Xu Xiaolan came to her senses and recalled that this was where the auction items of the Blood Tasting Festival were stored. She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "I really didn't expect you to be so kind."
An Lin slashed open the space with his sword, revealing all kinds of powerful living beings that were on the verge of death. "I'm not going to save them. I'm going to stab a living being to death."
Xu Xiaolan: "… How much hatred do you have?"
"I also want to know. Little Xie keeps urging me to do this …" An Lin laughed bitterly. He also had a confused expression on his face.
He released a dozen or so intelligent living beings from different races. They bowed to An Lin and Xu Xiaolan in gratitude and thanked them profusely.
An Lin finally arrived in front of the powerful being from the Dark Wing Tribe. He waved the Evil-Slaying Sword in his hand and asked curiously, "Hey, brother, do you recognize this sword?"
The Dark Wing Tribe being was tied to a cross and looked hopefully at An Lin. However, his expression changed drastically when he saw the Evil-Slaying Sword. "This is …"
Splat!
The Evil-Slaying Sword suddenly pierced into the Dark Wing Tribe being's heart!
The Dark Wing Tribe being was dumbfounded.
Xu Xiaolan was given a fright.
An Lin was also dumbfounded. He scolded, "Holy f * ck! Little Xie, why did you move yourself? You should at least let him finish speaking first! "
"I'm not interested." The Evil-Slaying Sword's cold voice traveled over.
An Lin's lips twitched. "I'm interested …"
The Evil-Slaying Sword ignored him.
An Lin turned his gaze toward the astonished Dark Wing Tribe cultivator and explained, "Brother, you might not believe me when I tell you this, but I didn't want to stab you. The sword moved on its own …"
The Dark Wing Tribe being's lips twitched. "I believe you …"
An Lin: "???"
The Dark Wing Tribe being was dead.
The Evil-Slaying Sword buzzed as if it had completed a mission and fell into a deep slumber again.
An Lin was dazed for a moment before using his Divine Flame to cremate the Dark Wing Tribe being.
However, his mind was filled with questions. Why did Little Xie want to kill the Dark Wing Tribe being so badly? Also, why did the Dark Wing Tribe being seem to know that the Evil-Slaying Sword wanted to kill them?
An Lin asked the Evil-Slaying Sword a few questions with his consciousness. However, the replies he received were "guess", "not telling", "humph", and a cold and aloof silence …
"We're done here. Let's go!"
An Lin asked the Evil-Slaying Sword many times to no avail. He decided to get down to business first.
The two of them flew toward Ling Can City, leaving behind a pile of rubble.
High up in the sky, a black brick flew toward the east at an extremely fast speed.
An Lin and Xu Xiaolan sat on the black brick and eagerly counted their spoils of war.
"M-hm, my luck is pretty good. I've obtained three Return to Void Stage mighty figures' spoils of war." An Lin looked at Xu Xiaolan sheepishly as he said this.
The treasures of the three most powerful mighty figures had all been plundered by him. He was worried that Xu Xiaolan would be disappointed.
However, Xu Xiaolan's eyes were curved into crescents. "My luck is also pretty good. I've obtained many Blood Tribe mighty figures' spoils of war."
An Lin saw that Xu Xiaolan seemed to be in a good mood, so he continued to count his spoils of war.
He refined the three storage rings and counted the spirit stones first.
Soon, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face. "This is great! There are actually eight million and two hundred thousand spirit stones in here! On average, each person has over two million spirit stones. These mighty figures have all prepared a lot of spirit stones for this Blood Tasting Festival! "
An elated expression also appeared on Xu Xiaolan's face. "My gains are also quite good. I did a rough calculation and found that I obtained fourteen million spirit stones …"
An Lin's hand trembled, and the storage rings fell onto the brick in fright.
"You … How many spirit stones did you say you had?" An Lin's eyes widened.
"Fourteen million spirit stones." Xu Xiaolan smiled with faint dimples. She was clearly in a good mood.
An Lin: "…"
What the f * ck? Was there something wrong with the way he opened it?
He had worked himself to the bone and killed the three big bosses with all his might. Yet, the money he had obtained was actually so much less than Xu Xiaolan, who had dealt with the small monsters?
As if she had seen An Lin's astonishment and confusion, Xu Xiaolan explained in a very considerate manner, "Actually, for this Blood Tasting Festival, even the mighty figures of medium-sized sects will gather resources to participate in the competition. Moreover, there are also some representatives. It's very likely that they have a top-notch sect behind them. "
That's right, that makes sense …
An Lin came to a sudden realization. Some mighty figures didn't come, but their money did!
In this way, wouldn't they have formed enmity with many awesome sects?
However, this method of earning money seemed to be a bit fast?
"Xiaolan … I have a bold idea …"
"An Lin! You'd better obediently stay here for now. If you lack money, I'll give it to you! "
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