Chapter 108 Under the main peak of Qingzhu Mountain, everyone fell into a brief silence.
Jin Zhiying used the Jin family's defensive magic weapon, the Green Dragon Shield, but it was still unable to stop him. He was killed by the golden light sword condensed from the golden elixir talisman. His death was extremely tragic.
Among all the people present, even Zhuang Zhenxin, who was well-informed, had witnessed the power of the Golden Elixir Talisman for the first time, and was still deeply shocked and completely lost his mind.
I don't know how much time passed, but Lin Shikang jumped up, ran to Lin Shihua, and hurriedly fed him a healing elixir.
Lin Shikang's actions brought all the Jin family members back to their senses, and they gathered around Jin Zhiping. Their eyes were full of grief, anger and fear. Everyone looked at the Lin family members warily.
Zhuang Zhenxin looked at everyone present silently. When he saw that no one noticed him, he immediately jumped up and tried to escape.
Zhuang Zhenxin's escape made the already weak Jin family even worse, but there was no way they could stop it.
With the death of Jin Zhiying, the advantage of the Jin family has been lost. It is impossible for Jin Zhiping to win with only the fifth level of foundation.
Zhuang Zhenxin was fully aware of this. Lin Shikang escaped and cooperated with Sun Dingxian. If he was surrounded, it would be difficult to escape intact, so he prepared to take the opportunity to escape.
Anyway, he is alone, and the world is so big that there is no place for him!
As for the Jin family, they just get what they need and use each other, and they don't care about their life or death.
Unfortunately, Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian were always paying attention to him and were well prepared. Before they could escape far, Lin Shikang blocked their way.
Soon, Sun Dingxian also caught up. The two of them, one behind the other, surrounded him from two directions.
Zhuang Zhenxin's expression changed and he quickly said:
"Fellow Daoist Lin, Friend Daoist Sun, this is all a misunderstanding. I was also bewitched by Jin Zhiying to take action. We might as well reconcile. I can break the Jin family's clan defense formation. As for the Jin family's treasure, it is up to you two." I won’t take anything from my family’s distribution, how about I just treat it as an apology?”
At this time, Zhuang Zhenxin completely abandoned the Jin family and wanted to help the Lin family break the Jin family's formation and exchange the Jin family's belongings for reconciliation.
Zhuang Zhenxin's words did not dispel the hatred between Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian.
In the great war that broke out in the Luoyun Mountains, the Jin family and Zhuang Zhenxin were guilty of grave crimes. The Wu family was wiped out quietly, the Sun family was destroyed, and more than [-] clan members died. Such a tragedy has not happened in hundreds of years.
With such deep hatred, even the generous conditions offered by Zhuang Zhenxin could not be let go.
After Zhuang Zhenxin finished speaking, Sun Dingxian immediately started shouting angrily without even thinking about it.
"Stop talking nonsense, our Sun family and you are inseparable. You killed more than 100 members of our Sun family. I will definitely take your head to commemorate our Sun family members..."
Sun Dingxian's words made Zhuang Zhenxin's expression change, and he threatened fiercely:
"Without me, it won't be that easy for you to break through the Jin family's clan-protecting formation. If you really want to kill me, I'm not a vegetarian. The worst is, even if you die, I'll have to support you!"
Lin Shikang on the side did not speak. He was very angry when he thought about the tragic death of more than 20 tribesmen when the bodies of Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin were still cold.
Regarding Zhuang Zhenxin's show of goodwill, Lin Shikang's mood was not disturbed at all. He just wanted to kill this enemy and use his head to pay tribute to his dead tribesmen.
Lin Shikang nodded towards Sun Dingxian, holding the Golden Wind Sword in his hand, and slashed several times. Sun Dingxian also held the Qiankun Paintbrush and drew it towards the sky, and a golden light suddenly appeared and headed towards Zhuang Zhenxin.
Two monks on the eighth level of the foundation attacked at the same time, and also used the Zhen clan's treasures from both sides. Zhuang Zhenxin's face was extremely solemn, but he was not too panicked.
As the two attacks got closer, Zhuang Zhenxin took out the small shield he had used and held it in front of him.
Then he took out a small green flag, threw it in front of him, hit it with a spell, transformed into a large number of monster souls, and killed Lin Shikang and the two.
For a moment, the void that had finally been calm for a while was filled with fire and roaring sounds.
The fierce battle between Lin Shikang and others seemed to be the trigger of the battlefield. The Lin family members who were still at the bottom of Qingzhu Mountain immediately took action and began to attack the Jin family members. For a time, they were full of momentum.
With Jin Zhiying's death and without their backbone, the Jin family's fighting spirit was completely lost. Only Jin Zhiping and Jin Chaozong were at an absolute disadvantage against the Lin family's Ji-building clan members and Sun Dingfeng.
The Lin family's Qi Refining clan members below were fierce and fearless in their attacks, causing heavy losses to the Jin family.
The entire Qingzhu Mountain was once again in chaos. For a moment, flames shot into the sky, and screams kept coming.
Time passed slowly, and the fighting on Lin Shikang's side had lasted for half a quarter of an hour.
Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian's attacks continued without stopping, one after another.
The besieged Zhuang Zhenxin was retreating steadily, relying solely on the defensive magic weapon in his hand to hold on.
After catching the two attacks, he saw that the small shield in his hand was riddled with holes and turned into a complete waste.
Zhuang Zhenxin had no time to feel distressed and before he could catch his breath, two more attacks came.
In a panic, he once again took out a magic weapon and held it in front of him.
"boom……"
Zhuang Zhenxin was knocked back more than ten feet. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and then stopped. Seeing that the defensive magic weapon was seriously damaged, his face turned pale.
By now, not only was he injured, but two of his defensive magic weapons had been destroyed, and the only remaining one was completely damaged. With a few more attacks, he would have no defense. If he couldn't dodge, he would have no choice but to wait for death. .
Lin Shikang and his two men would not give him time to react. They would attack him again while he was injured.
Lin Shikang struck several swords in a row, and Sun Dingfeng also drew a series of strokes. Several attacks attacked Zhuang Zhenxin from four different directions, intending to end the battle completely.
A look of despair flashed across Zhuang Zhenxin's face. At this point, it was no longer possible to negotiate terms, so he could only give it a try, maybe there was a chance of saving his life.
He took out two egg-sized beads from the storage bag, showed a trace of reluctance, and then threw one at Lin Shikang and the other two.
"Spiritual Explosion Bead..."
When he saw the two gray-white beads, Lin Shikang exclaimed and immediately retreated.
Sun Dingxian also turned pale and retreated in panic.
"Boom..."
Two shocking explosions were heard, two huge fireballs appeared in the sky, and a heat wave spread out.
Before the explosion of the spiritual explosion bead, Lin Shikang spat out a mouthful of blood on the Golden Wind Sword. The three-foot-long Golden Wind Sword suddenly expanded a hundred times in front of him, and a translucent golden bubble appeared on the sword body to wrap him inside. .
Sun Dingxian's face turned pale. He patted his storage bag and took out a blood-red jade pendant. After being activated, it turned into a light curtain in front of him.
After the explosion, the Spirit Explosion Pearl blasted a large pit of more than ten feet on the ground.
Sun Dingxian's body fell from a high altitude and directly created a human-shaped pit on the ground.
Sun Dingxian lay in the pit, his body covered in blood and flesh, with only a weak breath left, and he completely passed out.
At the same time, the golden bubble shattered, and the Golden Wind Sword quickly shrank and returned to its original shape.
After Lin Shikang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, he gently touched the blade of the sword, showing a hint of heartache.
Zhuang Zhenxin wanted to pull them to die together. With the help of the Golden Wind Sword, Lin Shikang escaped by chance, but was seriously injured.
Lin Shikang stood up, and without enough time to pay attention to the half-dead Sun Dingxian, he rushed to where Zhuang Zhenxin was and started searching carefully.
After a while, Lin Shikang found Zhuang Zhenxin's body lying in the grass.
At this time, Zhuang Zhenxin was completely dead. There were several holes in his chest, and warm blood flowed directly from them, and soon gathered into a small pool.
After confirming that Zhuang Zhenxin was dead, Lin Shikang breathed a sigh of relief.
After taking off his storage bag and then cutting off his head, Lin Shikang held the Golden Wind Sword in one hand and held his head in the other, heading towards the Jin , Lin Shikang appeared above the clan members.
At this time, the fighting was still going on, and there were more than 60 corpses on the ground, most of them from the Jin family, and more than 20 people from the Lin family died.
Lin Shikang didn't pause and went straight to Jin Zhiping.
Seeing Lin Shikang coming to kill, Zhuang Zhenxin must have been killed. Jin Zhiping's face turned pale. He was already injured and was always at a disadvantage. He was always tired of dealing with it. Then there was Lin Shikang, who was on the eighth floor of the foundation, and he had nowhere to escape.
Lin Shikang swung his sword several times in succession, with extremely fast speed, and struck directly at Jin Zhiping.
With no way to retreat, Jin Zhiping was completely desperate. In a panic, he took out a spiritual weapon and held it in front of him.
"Puff puff……"
The golden light sword energy, which even ordinary magic weapons could not block, easily penetrated the first-order top-grade spiritual weapon and bombarded him.
After a scream, Jin Zhiping's body was separated, his body was cut into three pieces, and he died on the spot.
Hearing Jin Zhiping's screams, Jin Chaozong lost his mind and was immediately seized by Lin Shigong and Lin Xingyuan.
With another scream, Jin Chaozong's body was stabbed by the two spirit swords.
Lin Shigong slashed horizontally with both hands, and Jin Chaozong's body was torn into pieces, and he could no longer die.
At this time, all the foundation-building monks of the Jin family were dead, leaving only a dozen Qi-refining clan members, surrounded by a group of Lin family monks.
All the Lin family members stared at the Jin family members fiercely, wishing to eat them alive.
In the crowd, a middle-aged Jin family member threw away the spiritual weapon in his hand and knelt down directly.
"Senior Lin, I am willing to surrender, and I hope you will spare my life. I can take you to the Jin family land and inform you of the location of the treasure house..."
"That's enough... Do you think you can survive just by saying that? There are no scum like you in the Jin family..."
After an old man from the Jin family scolded him angrily, he swung a sword and passed through the bodies of the surrendered clansmen.
"At this point, don't think that you can survive by surrendering. It's better to die vigorously. It's not a loss if you can help someone to support you!"
After speaking, the old man took the lead in launching the attack, and the Jin family members behind him followed suit.
Lin Shikang and Lin Shigong smiled contemptuously and took action together, bursting out several sword energy and engulfing all the Jin family monks.
After one breath, more than ten members of the Jin family fell down at the same time, completely lifeless.
After the war ended, the crisis was resolved, all members of the Jin family died, and the entire Qingzhu Mountain became completely quiet.
……
Sun Dingfeng did not stay here. Regardless of his injuries, he turned into an afterimage and rushed in the direction of Sun Dingxian to escape.
Lin Shikang ignored Sun Dingfeng, put the Golden Wind Sword into his storage bag, and said:
"Shi Gong, go check on Shi Hua and the Soul-eating Spider immediately. Make sure to stabilize their injuries and make sure they don't suffer any hidden illnesses!"
"I'm going right now!"
Lin Shigong immediately rushed to Lin Shihua's side and checked his condition.
Fortunately, although he was seriously injured, Lin Shikang gave him a healing pill, which stabilized the injury in time. He only needed two months of rest to fully recover.
"Xingyuan, you immediately organize the tribesmen, treat the injured tribesmen, bury the tribesmen who died in the battle in the back mountain, and then send the tribesmen to collect all the trophies and give them to me. The bodies of the Jin family will be burned on the spot!"
"Yes!"
Lin Xingyuan clasped his fists to accept the order, gave a few instructions to the Lin family members behind him, and then began to treat the injured clan members.
After giving all the instructions, Lin Shikang, who was at the end of his strength, couldn't bear it any longer. He vomited out several mouthfuls of blood, turned pale, and sat down on the ground. He couldn't help being shocked and frightened.
He took out an elixir from his storage bag, drank it, and recovered on the spot.
After a while, his face finally regained some color.
At this time, Sun Dingfeng came over with Sun Dingxian in his arms.
Lin Shikang stood up quickly and asked.
"How is Fellow Daoist Sun's injury? Is his life in danger?"
Seeing that Lin Shikang was very concerned, Sun Dingfeng did not hide anything and said truthfully:
"The injury is very serious. It's hard to say whether he can fully recover. God's will is that, so we can only do our best!"
"Well……"
Fortunately, the Sun family helped in this family war. Without them, even if the Lin family had the trump cards left by their ancestors, they might not have been able to survive.
Although the Sun family was destroyed and Sun Dingxian came to seek asylum, they did make a lot of efforts in this war. Even though the two sides cooperated, they could still be regarded as being kind to the Lin family.
After Lin Shikang sighed for a while, he said sincerely: "If you need any help, just ask it. As long as the Lin family can help, we will never refuse."
Seeing that Lin Shikang's sincere expression did not seem to be fake, Sun Dingfeng thanked him repeatedly.
"Thank you for your generous help, Fellow Daoist Lin. However, the war has just ended, and Fellow Daoist Lin must be very busy. The Jin family has been severely injured and it is difficult to stand up. The two of us will not disturb you. When the injury recovers, we will definitely come to thank you in person."
After finishing speaking, Sun Dingfeng clasped his fists, hugged Sun Dingxian and flew out of the mountain gate, quickly disappearing into the sky.
Lin Shikang did not try to persuade him to stay. Most of the Jin family's top monks were killed or injured, and the Lin family's strength was not greatly weakened. Perhaps they were afraid of the Lin family, so they were unwilling to stay in Qingzhu Mountain to recover from their injuries.
Whatever the reason was, it no longer mattered.
Lin Shikang couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Everyone shares hardships and hardships, and wealth and honor are both difficult and difficult for everyone, let alone those who are cultivating immortals..."
After regaining his consciousness, Lin Shikang walked inside Qingzhu Mountain.
Looking at the Qingzhu Mountain that was riddled with holes, it had long lost its former beauty, and a large number of corpses and limbs of the tribesmen were scattered around, making him feel particularly heavy.
Lin Shihua and the Soul-eating Spider were seriously injured, Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin died, and more than twenty Qi Refining clan members died in the battle. The losses were not small.
In the world of cultivating immortals, it is so cruel. For the resources of cultivating immortals, wars between sects and families break out every day.
The Lin family is just the lowest foundation-building family, and there are countless such things every day.
The Lin family's background was too shallow and their cards were exhausted. With the help of the two Sun family members, they were able to survive the disaster.
If given a few years, the Lin family's strength would further increase significantly, and the losses would not be so great.
It's a pity that people are not as good as God.
What needs to be done now is to appease the clansmen, improve their strength as soon as possible, and strengthen the family.
After sighing with emotion, Lin Shikang looked melancholy and said in the direction of Fangshi:
"Shilu, where are you and how are you doing?"
(End of this chapter)