"In the next big war, how many people do you kill, how many souls do you take. ”

Jiang Xianhai said his intentions.

His longevity still needs more blood and living beings to fill it, and going against the sky is not the cure after all, and his current longevity is three times faster than that of mortals in the world.

"It's fair. Jing Yao said: "Since you, Sect Master Jiang, have this intention, even if you ingest living beings during the Great War, how can others know? ”

Jing Yao has seen the scene of Jiang Xianhai ingesting living beings, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the end of the world.

However, the dominant figure in the battle that is about to take place is not Jiang Xianhai, he is watching from the wall, secretly absorbing the power of living beings, who can find him? There is really no need to have a showdown with them.

Lin Haoran's poisoning could only create panic in the Sword Sect and make everyone feel heavy, and Jiang Xianhai released the news of Lin Haoran's poisoning, which was equivalent to suppressing the morale of the Sword Sect in disguise.

Jiang Xianhai glared at Huang Xiufeng, and said in his heart, if it weren't for this beast to hurt me, wouldn't the old man know the truth of making a fortune in a muffled voice?

He said frankly: "The Sword Sect formation is changeable, just one Sword Sect Square, there are four killing formations, and the old man has not been involved in the formation for many years. ”

The implication is naturally that if the old man wants to ingest the remnant soul, he has to join the battle, but with so many behemoths being tested, he doesn't want to die, so he can only cooperate with your Sword Sect.

Lin Tianxing smiled coldly: "Wishful thinking." ”

Jiang Xianhai was stunned for a moment, and said in a slightly sharp voice: "Sect Master Lin Shao refuses to cooperate......

"Wait. Jing Yao interrupted: "The matter is big, let's discuss it, and I'm sorry for Sect Master Jiang to wait for a while." She gave Huang Xiufeng a color and asked him to look at Jiang Xianhai.

Huang Xiufeng nodded slightly, and there was another chess piece between his fingers, and when it shot directly in front of Jiang Xianhai, the hazy pillar of light suddenly burst into the sky.

Jiang Xianhai's cultivation was incomprehensible to him, and he had already thrown out three chess pieces before, ranking Qian, Zhen, and Li, and the fourth chess piece was betting on the Xun position, forming a simple quadrangle.

Jiang Xianhai glanced at the four pillars of light, his face was yin and yang, and suddenly the old god was laughing, Huang Xiufeng felt that his formation was despised, and his face turned cold: "Laugh at the fart, stay honest." ”

Jiang Xianhai suddenly couldn't breathe, snorted coldly a few times and didn't speak again.

They were afraid of each other, Jiang Xianhai originally thought that he could condescendingly talk about cooperation with Jing Yao, but when he saw the momentum of the three of them, he understood that it was not feasible, but he wanted to trap him with a quadrangular array, which was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Huang Xiufeng didn't plan to trap Jiang Xianhai for long, the purpose of the quadrangle was just a measuring stick, if Jiang Xianhai insisted on breaking the formation and was unwilling to be controlled by others, then the cooperation could also be terminated, but Jiang Xianhai chose to compromise, which made Huang Xiufeng fearless.

......

Lin Tianxing's eyes were full of murderous aura, blue and red, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and his heart was already suppressed to the extreme.

Jing Yao sighed and said in a low voice: "Haoran Patriarch's Gong Participation in Creation...... Skystar, you should understand what I want to say and what we need to do. ”

Lin Tianxing said coldly: "But don't forget, there are still dozens of disciples in the Sword Sect, and the battle situation is together, Jiang Xianhai ingests the remnant soul, how can he let them go?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect would rather not bend, they were still the same in ancient times, but they were still ruined after death, and Lin Tianxing could not accept it no matter what.

Jing Yao said: "But we still have Huang Xiufeng...... I also know a little about the exercises of witch cultivation, and I can graft a direct passage to the hidden souls of the Sword Sect and send them to the underworld. ”

Lin Tianxing's expression was indifferent.

Huang Xiufeng's formation can isolate Jiang Xianhai's absorption, and Jing Yao's witch cultivation technique can send the remnant souls of Sword Sect disciples into reincarnation.

But he always thought that cooperating with Jiang Xianhai would insult the purpose of the Sword Sect for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Tianxing, we need foreign help. ”

Jing Yao said: "Jiang Xianhai's skills have at least reached the realm of integration, whether he is evil or good, as long as he can help us, it will be a big help." ”

The next words, Jing Yao didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was already clear, Lin Tianxing hesitated, a little wavering.

"Jiang Xianhai didn't say to help, he wanted the soul. ”

Jing Yao sneered: "Ming Xiu Plank Road is dark Chen Cang, the old thing wants to stay out of the matter, is it possible? Once the old guy absorbs soul power, the old lady will let him be exposed." ”

It doesn't matter how Jiang Xianhai absorbs soul power, the important thing is that the absorption always needs a vessel, which is connected to the heart of the caster, find that instrument and let Jiang Xianhai be in the middle, and forcibly pull people down to his camp, that is, a grasshopper on a rope, Jiang Xianhai can't run.

Lin Tianxing said: "He is scheming, and he will not be without precautions." ”

"What can you do about it? No matter how fierce the tiger is, it is still as soft as a cat after pulling out its teeth. Jing Yao said calmly: "Soul power is his vital point, pinching the vital point is like striking a snake seven inches and pumping the tendons of a dragon." ”

Lin Tianxing was irritable in his heart, Lin Haoran's poisoning was like a mountain pressing in his heart, and he nodded slowly: "If you are sure, just do it, I only have one request." ”

Jing Yao said: "The soul of the disciples of the Sword Sect cannot be defiled. ”

"Not bad. Lin Tianxing said: "I can't think of a better way, I can only use your way, but the Sword Sect Heroic Soul ......"

......

After a cup of tea, Jing Yao and Lin Tianxing both walked back, one expressionless, the other with a solemn face, the former was Lin Tianxing, the latter was Jing Yao, and the two had different thoughts.

Jing Yao glanced at Jiang Xianhai deeply, and said in a steady voice: "We agree to cooperate." ”

Jiang Xianhai smiled gloomily and said, "The female doll has good skills, if the Sword Sect is unfortunately killed, I am afraid that it will have to rely on you to climb the mountain and make a comeback." ”

Jing Yao sneered: "You still want to sow discord?" Jiang Xianhai, are we too polite to you?"

Jiang Xianhai was in a good mood.

At this time, the Sword Sect gathered no less than 100,000 monks, and the battle was fought together, and a few had to die 350,000, a huge number, pure living soul, enough to support him to live for another thousand years.

"Let's go. Jing Yao glanced at Jiang Xianhai and left without looking back, Lin Tianxing and Huang Xiufeng also lost their leisure to fight, one flew towards the Sword Sect Temple, and the other followed Jing Yao.

Others didn't know that Lin Haoran was locked in retreat, how could Lin Tianxing not know.

He flew very fast, and the friction between the sword light and the air ignited a large fire cloud, like a red sword light cutting through the sky, the fire cloud condensed but did not disperse, and those who saw this scene immediately became active in their hearts.

......

The days passed day by day, and there were still two days left to be the day when Lin Haoran announced the catastrophe, and the atmosphere of the Sword Sect at this time became even more dull.

Lin Tianxing was like ignited gunpowder, it exploded when he touched it, he sat in front of the temple, looking coldly into the distance, and the three stone swords were stagnant in front of him.