The figures of the few black dots expanded rapidly.
There were a total of six of them.
Lin Dong recognized two of them. They were the heretic cultivators who had appeared at the entrance of the mystic realm. He did not know the other four. He guessed that they were helpers invited to surround and hunt.
The unfamiliar cultivators had long disappeared. Lin Dong floated alone at the top of the Welcoming Pine Tree, quietly watching the group of people flying towards him. The heretic cultivators were slightly surprised to see that Lin Dong did not run. They had wanted to surround him in four directions, but they did not expect that they would not need to.
The leader was a ghost cultivator with a sinister aura around him.
Black Qi.
It swirled around his body.
Three skull-shaped will-o '-the-wisp appeared and disappeared.
The ghost cultivator's eyes were green, making one's hair stand on end. When he breathed in and out, dark green will-o '-the-wisp rolled around in the gray smoke-like aura.
The ghost cultivator led the group, but Lin Dong realized that he was not the most powerful one. It was another short man wrapped in tight black clothes. This short man was about the same height as a child, but he did not look like a child. Instead, he looked like a grown up demon infant. Other than the short man in black, there was also an androgynous fellow. He was powerful and especially strange. Lin Dong suspected that this fellow had overpracticed the Clone Incantation, causing him to look like this! Of course, there were also cultivators who practiced integrated body techniques. There were even cultivators who remolded themselves into corpse cultivators or beast cultivators.
The cultivation world was vast and full of strange things.
Other than the ghost cultivator, the demon infant, and the androgynous fellow, there were three heretic cultivators.
Lin Dong had seen two of them before. On the surface, they looked like ordinary wood and water element cultivators. It was very natural for them to disguise as cultivators, and it was not easy for others to see through them. He did not see them use their techniques or treasures, but Lin Dong believed that they were not wood and water elementalists. They definitely had other trump cards.
The last one was an old man with white hair. His hair was not long, but his beard almost reached his navel.
He did not use a walking stick like ordinary old men.
He did not hang a gourd either.
Instead, he held a rattle-drum in his hand and shook it like a child, entertaining himself.
"A musician?" Lin Dong had heard of a special cultivator who used music as a cultivation method. Complemented by various musical instruments and magic treasures, the results of their cultivation were beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Their power was not to be underestimated.
Lin Dong had only heard of the existence of true music cultivators, but he had never seen one.
Now, this old urchin.
It seemed to be the case.
The old man's rattle-drum was a magical weapon.
Although it was small in size, the sound it made was similar to that of a rattle drum played by an ordinary child. When it was shaken, it made a thumping sound. It seemed to be powerless, but Lin Dong had a hunch that if the opponent used a cultivation technique to activate it, the destructive power of this rattle drum would not be weaker than a Sky Quake Bomb!
"Kid, you've got guts!" The Ghost Cultivator smirked at Lin Dong.
"Do we know each other?" Lin Dong maintained his smile.
"After I peel off all your teeth and wrap them in your human skin, I'll consider answering your question!" As soon as the Ghost Cultivator said this, his companion laughed.
"You're too lazy to think of an excuse?" Lin Dong looked indifferent. When the Ghost Cultivator and his companion laughed, he even clapped his hands cooperatively.
"Only the weakest guy would think of an excuse like 'you just flew over my head, I'm not happy now'! Kid, why don't you find out who we are? We are the Six Paths of Ghost Slayer. Do we need to find a ridiculous and lame excuse to kill people like those third-rate people? We never pick a fight because none of our underlings are left alive! As the most powerful secret treasure hunter in this area, I don't think there's a need to do something pointless to a prey that's bound to die, such as finding an excuse to cause trouble! "The Ghost Cultivator laughed sinisterly.
"I'm sorry, I've never heard of the Six Paths of Ghost Slayer before!" Lin Dong shrugged his shoulders. "Do you need me to cooperate and make a scared expression?"
"I've seen too many young people like you!" The Ghost Cultivator's voice deepened. "But they're all dead!"
"I've also met many robbers like you, and they're all dead!" Lin Dong laughed.
"You …" The Ghost Cultivator's voice faltered.
"Hahahahaha!"
The Ghost Cultivator's companion.
They all burst into laughter at the same time.
The androgynous guy even had tears in his eyes from laughing.
After a long time, the old man with the rattle drum finally stopped. He shook his head and sighed. "What an interesting young man! I don't know how many years it's been since I last saw his' Ghost Voice Curse '! Young man, did you know that he would use the Ghost Voice Curse and was on your guard? Or is it your nature? It's hard for me to imagine that there's someone who's not afraid of anything in this world! "
Lin Dong dug his ear with the end of his finger and blew on it. He said calmly, "Actually, he wanted to use the Ghost Voice Curse to scare me. You were the one who reminded me!"
The old man was shocked. "Me? I didn't do anything just now! "
Lin Dong laughed. "Just now, you kept shaking your rattle drum. Your intention was to divert my attention so that your companions could take advantage of it! If you didn't shake the rattle drum, I might have fallen for it! "
The old man was stunned for a while. Suddenly, he let out a long sigh. "You're trying to sow discord! In such a situation, you still want to struggle? Young man, I have to say that you're very good at capturing other people's weaknesses. In my opinion, your wisdom and fighting spirit are the best. But it's a pity that there are six of us, and you're alone! Do you think you can still turn the tables when you're alone and without help? Young man, maybe you're a genius. In your sect, you're a unique talent! But aren't we the same? Be it in terms of cultivation, magical equipment, or experience, none of us here are inferior to you! How about this, young man, I have a small suggestion here. Perhaps you can consider it. That is, immediately take out your best treasure and offer it to us as a gift for advancing to the Six Ghost Slayers. Then, leave your sect and swear to join us … "
Lin Dong shook his head. "Thank you very much! Your suggestion is not bad. It's just that you haven't collected any information about our Nine Hell Star Sect. The disciples of our sect would rather die than submit, and they would rather break than bend! Whether it was in the past, present, or future, there were only disciples who died in battle. There were no traitors who left the sect! Now, let me give you an answer. Whether there are six of you, sixty of you, or six hundred of you, I only have one answer, and that is to fight! A fight to the death! "
"Fight to the death?" When the androgynous cultivator heard this, he scoffed. "What are you going to use to fight to the death with us? With that Xiao Bai face of yours? "
"I am a disciple of the Nine Hell Star Sect. I have no enmity with you in this world, but you are wantonly provoking me and maliciously surrounding me. That is equivalent to provoking the dignity of the Nine Hell Star Sect! Other than blood, you have nothing else to wash away your sins! I have a reason and an obligation to protect the dignity of the Nine Hell Star Sect! "Lin Dong's expression turned serious.
"Tsk, what is the Nine Hell Star Sect!" The ghost cultivator expressed that he had never heard of it before.
"Maybe it's a small sect!" The androgynous cultivator sneered.
"I have indeed never heard of it. Maybe it's a large hidden cultivation sect. However, it doesn't matter. The Nine Hell Star Sect is not a local sect. It's too far away from here. A dead person can't go back and report to the sect! Young man, as long as I extract your soul and put it into the rattle drum, then you can only enjoy my mourning music in the dark rattle drum for the rest of your life! I guarantee that after you have tasted that feeling, you will be very satisfied with the future! " The old man's eyes sized up Lin Dong's body, as if he was looking for the most convenient acupoint to extract the soul.
"Aren't the three of you going to say any last words?" Lin Dong looked at the other three.
"…" The short man in black did not make a sound.
He was like a growing Demon Infant.
His murderous aura was deep.
The other two cultivators disguised as wood and water elementalists looked at each other tacitly. The fake wood elementalist on the left floated closer. "We only want your Ice and Fire Swords. As long as you give them up, we will immediately turn around and leave. We will never interfere in the battle between you! We can swear with our souls that if we don't leave with the swords, our souls will be struck by the Heavenly Lightning of Ten Thousand Tribulations. Our souls will scatter and be annihilated! "
Lin Dong pulled out the Ice and Fire Swords from his back and threw them into the sky. "Even though I don't believe a single word you said, I really want to see how you break the soul oath. Therefore, I have decided to give you a chance!"
The fake wood elementalist was indifferent.
However, when he saw Lin Dong throw out the Ice and Fire Swords, he immediately flew forward. Like a hungry dog fighting for food, he and his fake water elementalist companion fought to grab the flying swords. They forcefully stuffed the incomparably sharp flying swords that did not belong to them into their throats. Their actions were so big and barbaric that Lin Dong was flabbergasted.
Damn it, this works too?
After the two of them stuffed Lin Dong's flying swords into their throats, they desperately swallowed them.
After a long time, they managed to swallow the flying swords with great difficulty. Then, they used their hands to press on their heaving chest and abdomen, trying to suppress the flying swords that were churning in their stomachs.
"It's so hot. This is the most stimulating flying sword I've ever eaten in my life! If not for the advancement of my skills, I'm afraid that the flying sword would have pierced through my stomach! " The fake wood elementalist's stomach bulged for a period of time. However, the flying sword's disturbance gradually weakened. Its connection with Lin Dong also became fainter and fainter. He reckoned that it wouldn't be long before this flying sword was completely digested by him.
"This flying sword that I swallowed is surprisingly cold!" The other fake water elementalist was so cold that his teeth were chattering and his whole body was trembling violently. Compared to the Fire Sword, the Ice Sword was slightly stronger. Therefore, he had to endure more pain and it lasted longer.
"Who asked you to be greedy, heh heh!" The fake wood elementalist was obviously in a much better state. He waited for the flying sword to gradually calm down before raising his hand and waving it at Lin Dong. "Thank you very much for your flying sword. With it, I believe that my skills will improve by another level in the near future! As for you wanting to see my Soul Oath, I'm sorry, but you might be disappointed! Because … we don't have souls, so we are not afraid of the Soul Oath at all! "
"You guys definitely have souls. Without souls, you guys can't live. Let me see where you guys are hiding. It's not in your bodies!" Lin Dong frowned. "Maybe it's in one of your companions' bodies. It seems that I need some time to find it!"
"Before that, I think you should worry about yourself first!" The fake wood elementalist laughed heartily. "Without a flying sword, what else can you use to fight?"
"I don't need a flying sword at all. With just one hand, I can break all your teeth and peel off your skin!" Lin Dong slowly raised his right hand.
The six evil practitioners immediately spread out and flew around Lin Dong at high speed.
They were like a pack of wolves hunting for food.
They were waiting for an opportunity to kill.
Lin Dong's finger slowly pointed at a target. "Since you are the boss, I'll kill you first!"
The ghost cultivator laughed sinisterly. The phosphorescence on his body flared up and a skull appeared. It opened its mouth and cracked its teeth as it flew around to protect Ai Hui. Green light gathered in its ghost eyes. "Shameless boasting! Little friend, didn't your father warn you not to become enemies with a ghost cultivator before you left home? Little friend, I'm not the strongest among the six of us. Do you know why I'm the boss? Because I can make it so that you can't even be a ghost! "
As soon as he finished speaking.
A cloud of greenish-gray smoke rose around Lin Dong.
It transformed into a gigantic skull that viciously opened its enormous mouth that was filled with venomous fangs and bit madly at Lin Dong!
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