Top Luck: Leading the family to cultivate immortality

Chapter 107 The Lin family’s trump card
Qingzhu Mountain, within the Lin family's territory.

In front of the main hall of the Presbyterian Church, a large number of Lin family members gathered together, all of whom were below the fifth level of Qi training.

Due to family protection, nearly [-] members of the Lin family did not participate in the war. All clan members clenched their fists and stared at the battle taking place several miles away with their eyes red.

At the mountain gate, nearly a hundred people were fighting.

All kinds of strange spiritual weapons appeared, talismans were flying all over the sky, and colorful spells came out. People on both sides hurt each other, and the Lin family was at a disadvantage.

After a while, all the talismans were almost consumed, and the Qi Refining monks from the Jin family came towards the Lin family members with murderous intent on their faces.

Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin were the first to bear the brunt. They each faced several Jin family monks at the same time, including several who were practicing Qi Dzogchen. They were under great pressure for a while.

Since the monks of the Jin family have higher overall cultivation, the two of them have to bear more, otherwise, many members of the clan will not survive at all.

Fortunately, the two of them did not have ordinary Dzogchen cultivation. Although the Foundation Establishment failed, the Little Foundation Establishment Pill still transformed their bodies, making their spiritual power deeper, and they did not fall into much disadvantage for a while.

The tribesmen in the Qi Refining Stage cannot influence the outcome of the war. Only the victory of the tribesmen in the Foundation Establishment Stage is the key to victory or defeat.

In the sky, the Lin family's Foundation Establishment clan members were also not optimistic. Although they had an advantage in numbers, their cultivation levels were far behind.

Lin Shihua teamed up with Sun Dingfeng, who was building the fourth floor, and fought with Jin Zhiping, who was building the fifth floor.

Sun Dingfeng was trapped by the formation, the Sun family was destroyed, and hundreds of clan members died. Such a blood feud made him extremely furious.

Sun Dingfeng, with blood-red eyes, grabbed dozens of talismans and threw them into the sky. The sky was filled with a sea of ​​fire that instantly engulfed Jin Zhiping.

Taking advantage of Jin Zhiping being surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, Lin Shihua and he took action one after another, and two sword energies struck Jin Zhiping from different angles.

Feeling the sea of ​​fire around him, Jin Zhiping panicked and quickly took out a shield to protect himself.

After a breath of time passed, the flame went out, revealing Sun Dingfeng's figure.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, with few intact pieces. His exposed skin was charred black and gave off a burning smell.

The embarrassed Jin Zhiping forcefully swallowed a mouthful of blood, became extremely furious, and immediately took action, killing Lin Shihua and the other two.

The two sides fought fiercely and were evenly matched for a while, with no one taking advantage.

Another battlefield.

Sun Dingxian took out a gray ink jade pen, which was the Sun family's treasure, the Qiankun Painting Brush.

With a wave of his hand, a golden light suddenly appeared in the void and struck towards Zhuang Zhenxin like a meteor.

Since it is the treasure of the Sun family, its power is naturally extraordinary.

Zhuang Zhenxin did not dare to be careless at all. In a panic, he took out a small shield from his storage bag. It turned out to be a second-level mid-grade magic weapon, and he blocked it directly in front of him.

"Keng Keng."

After the explosion, Sun Dingxian's attack was easily blocked.

Zhuang Zhenxin licked his dry mouth, and at some point he took out a green formation flag and threw it into the air. Then he quickly flipped his fingers, added several magic spells, and struck the formation flag.

The formation flag suddenly shone with light, and a large number of monster souls flew out from it, hundreds of them, heading towards Sun Dingxian crazily.

Sun Dingxian was startled, and while retreating violently, he threw several second-level defense talismans in front of him.

There were bursts of explosions in the sky, and the second-level talisman consumed a large amount of monster souls, blocking half a breath of time, allowing him to successfully avoid the attack.

Zhuang Zhenxin did not stop, and took out different treasures again, and killed Sun Dingxian, and the two started to attack each other.

As a formation master, Zhuang Zhenxin had endless treasures and was really powerful, and he kept suppressing Sun Dingxian.

If it weren't for the extremely powerful treasure of the Sun family, coupled with the large number of second-level talismans, he would have died long ago.

On a battlefield at the edge, Lin Shigong, Lin Xingyuan and Jin Chaozong were fighting together.

With the combined efforts of the two, they were inextricably linked to Jin Chaozong, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while.

In the most advantageous battlefield, Lin Shikang and Jin Zhiying were fighting fiercely, with the Soul-Eating Spider assisting them.

Jin Zhiying relied on his foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation and cooperated with the Jin family's magic weapon Thousand Blood Blades to launch a crazy attack, which meant a quick victory.

"Shhhhh."

The domineering bloody sword light flashed frequently, and every blow would knock Lin Shikang back more than ten feet.

Lin Shikang stabilized his body, his energy and blood surged non-stop. The jade pendant spiritual weapon in his hand had reached its limit and was shattered by the violent sword energy and turned into ashes.

Facing Jin Zhiying's consistent attack frequency, Lin Shikang looked solemn and under great pressure.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Lin Shikang did not sit still and hurriedly threw a few second-level talismans into the sky, turned into several flaming swords, and rushed towards Jin Zhiying.

Jin Zhiying paused, and with a casual strike, he easily defeated the fire sword and showed a contemptuous smile.

Lin Shikang didn't expect the second-level talisman to cause any harm to him. If he wanted to cause harm to Jin Zhiying, I'm afraid only the third-level talisman would be useful. The second-level talismans would be useless, and they would only delay time at most.

Taking advantage of the delay, Lin Shikang adjusted his state and began to counterattack.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, a golden sword suddenly appeared in front of him. The sword was golden in color and covered with dense runes. As soon as it appeared, it slowly absorbed the surrounding aura, which looked quite strange.

Jin Zhiying couldn't help but exclaimed: "Golden Wind Sword!"

Regarding the Lin family's Golden Wind Sword, the five major families in Luoyun Mountain have been dealing with each other for hundreds of years. Jin Zhiying has heard about it for a long time, but this is the first time he has seen its true appearance.

Feeling the strong fluctuations on the Golden Wind Sword, it is indeed a genuine second-order high-grade magic weapon, much stronger than the Thousand Blood Blade of their Jin family.

Jin Zhiying's expression changed and he immediately became cautious.

Lin Shikang looked at the relics of his ancestors in front of him with pride on his face. You must know that in the past 200 years, the Lin family has not used the Golden Wind Sword. It has always been regarded as a treasure of the family and they dare not use it easily.

The reason why the Lin family has remained standing even after their ancestors passed away was because the Golden Wind Sword played a huge role.

After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Lin Shikang knew very well that there was little hope of defeating Jin Zhiying with only himself and the Soul-eating Spider.

It's a matter of life and death. If we don't use it anymore, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Lin family to survive.

After Lin Shikang held the Golden Wind Sword, the sword vibrated slightly, as if it resonated.

Lin Shikang injected a lot of spiritual power and slashed several times at Jin Zhiying.

I saw three rays of golden sword energy heading directly towards Jin Zhiying. A hole opened in the ground along the way, and even the air was swallowed up by the sword.

Just as Lin Shikang made a move, the Soul-Eating Spider next to him let out a piercing cry, spit out several strands of spider silk, and headed towards Jin Zhiying.

Jin Zhiying, who was about to take action, suddenly froze, and his consciousness felt an inexplicable tingling pain, apparently affected by the sonic attack from the Soul-Eating Spider.

The sonic attack launched by the soul-eating spider in the late second level is indeed strange. If it were to fight against a monk on the sixth level of foundation building, it might easily affect the duration of one breath.

And the effect of one breath time, with the speed of the soul-eating spider, it is easy to attack at close range.

Jin Zhiying tightened his mind and got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. After he recovered a little, he didn't dare to delay. He turned sideways and appeared several feet away, avoiding the soul-eating spider's silk attack.

Stabilizing his body, Jin Zhiying held the Thousand Blood Blade and slashed several times wildly. Three blood-red sword qi and golden light sword qi collided with each other.

"Boom..." Several explosions spread throughout Qingzhu Mountain.

The explosive air wave generated after the head-on collision of the second-level high-grade magic weapons instantly destroyed several houses next to the mountain gate, and the surrounding Qingling Bamboo fell in pieces.

After a full blow, Lin Shikang was knocked back more than ten feet before he stabilized his body. A mouthful of blood surged up, and he forcibly swallowed it back. Only a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jin Zhiying was also knocked back several feet, his breath was confused, and he quickly regained his composure.

The two did not continue to test and attacked again. The soul-eating spider protruded a large amount of silk in an attempt to tie up Jin Zhiying's body.

Unconsciously, the two sides fought fiercely for more than dozens of times, and the war between the two sides had reached a fierce stage.

As time passed, the spiritual energy and treasures of both sides were consumed greatly, and the long-standing stalemate was broken.

Because Lin Shihua's cultivation level was too low, even if he teamed up with Sun Dingfeng, he was no match for Jin Zhiping. After resisting for half a quarter of an hour, his spiritual energy consumption had bottomed out.

Jin Zhiping seized the opportunity and struck out fiercely. Lin Shihua's spiritual power bottomed out and his escape speed was greatly reduced. Unable to dodge for a moment, Lin Shihua hurriedly took out a small shield spiritual weapon and blocked it in front of him.

After a loud bang...

The small shield shattered, and the sword energy passed through the small shield and struck Lin Shihua's shoulder.

"Shihua!"

Lin Shikang's face turned pale and he couldn't help but call out.

I saw Lin Shihua's body flying out like a kite with broken strings, and finally hit a huge landscape stone.

The stone shattered, revealing Lin Shihua's figure.

Lin Shihua was lying in the stone pit, with a bloody hole the size of a fist appearing on his entire left arm. Not only that, his left arm was also missing.

At this time, his face was pale. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he got up with difficulty. When he wanted to take action again, he fell down again and fell into coma.

The injuries were too serious and he had no spiritual power. It was a blessing that he didn't die immediately. He couldn't do anything anymore.

Lin Shihua's serious injury affects the hearts of all Lin family members.

On the ground, Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin struck with all their strength, knocking back several Jin family members around them, and immediately rushed to Lin Shihua's side.

Lin Shiji exploded with all his strength, slashed out several swords, and blocked the chasing Jin family members.

Lin Shixin picked up Lin Shihua, who was seriously injured and unconscious. He looked anxious and called out repeatedly:
"Twelve younger brothers..."

I called several times, but there was no response.

Putting Lin Shihua down, Lin Shixin's eyes oozed blood, looking very scary.

At this moment, Lin Shiji struck wildly and killed two Jin family monks. After that, he was attacked again by several Jin family monks and fell into a sea of ​​fire and sword energy.

When the sea of ​​​​fire dissipated, Lin Shiji was lying on the ground with dozens of wounds of varying depths on his body, and a hole in his neck that kept dripping with blood.

In just a dozen breaths, one member of the Lin family's generation was killed and one was seriously injured, and more than ten members of the Xing generation had been killed in the battle.

Lin Shiji's tragic death once again stimulated the furious Lin Shixin.

Lin Shixin looked up to the sky and roared several times, with a hint of death in his eyes. He looked at the Jin family members with murderous intent in his eyes.

Lin Shixin regretfully rushed into the Jin family members without fear of death, bursting out with even greater strength.

After killing several people in a row, he was still outnumbered and died in regret.

At the highest point in the sky, Lin Shikang and Jin Zhiying fought fiercely for dozens of rounds.

Facing Jin Zhiying's crazy attacks, he continued to be suppressed. He wanted to help other tribesmen, but he was unable to do anything. He was really powerless.

Several other foundation-building monks struggled to support themselves. Lin Shihua was seriously injured, and Sun Dingfeng, who was without restraint, was in an even more difficult situation. He was constantly struggling to cope and retreated steadily.

In the face of absolute strength, the numerical advantage does not play much role at all, not to mention there are only a few people.

By this time, all the people on both sides were exhausted, and the intensity of the attack gradually weakened. The Jin family pushed forward for several miles against the Lin family, and soon reached the base of the main peak of Qingzhu Mountain.

Jin Zhiying, who had been fighting for a long time, swung his sword several times and unleashed the Jin family's strongest attack, killing Lin Shikang.

Lin Shikang, who was seriously injured, had exhausted all his defensive weapons and his spiritual power had bottomed out.

Facing Jin Zhiying's full blow, his face turned pale and weak.

Looking at the courtyard on the hillside of Qingzhu Mountain behind him, he could not retreat even if he was defeated, because those tribesmen would die if they touched him under Jin Zhiying's attack.

At this time, Lin Shikang's face was solemn, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He took out a palm-sized jade pendant, held it in his hand, and fired a spell at the golden jade pendant.

I saw Yu Perry burst out with a burst of golden light, and in an instant it condensed into a big sword hanging above his head.

"Golden Elixir Talisman!"

Jin Zhiying's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed incoherently. All the monks present stopped their attacks involuntarily.

The object used by Lin Shikang was the Lin family's strongest trump card. When his ancestor was passing away, he endured great pain and dispersed all his spiritual power, condensing it into a golden elixir talisman.

This talisman retains the ancestor's full power of three strikes, which is extremely powerful. It has been used twice, and each time it saved the Lin family from crisis.

If the Golden Wind Sword is the treasure of the clan, the Golden Elixir Talisman is the patron saint of the Lin family.

Lin Shikang shouted: "Protect my Lin family...kill me!"

I saw the big sword above my head heading straight for Jin Zhiying, the speed was outrageous.

Jin Zhiying's face turned pale when he saw the big sword transformed from the golden elixir talisman. At such a speed, it was impossible to escape. He hurriedly took out the Jin family's green dragon shield and blocked it in front of him, placing all his hopes on the green dragon shield.

And Jin Zhiying's sword energy was getting closer and closer to him. Lin Shikang closed his eyes, seeming to accept the reality of dying together.

At this moment, the Soul-Eating Spider jumped in front of him, protecting him behind it.

"Rumble..."

Two explosions were heard at the same time, and the deafening explosion resounded throughout the sky.

The Soul-eating Spider was knocked several dozen feet away and lay in a pit. Most of its shiny black shell was broken into pieces. Its eight legs were waving slightly, as if it was not dead yet.

On the other side, Jin Zhiying completely underestimated the power of the Golden Elixir Talisman.

When the golden sword light bombarded the green dragon shield, it penetrated the green dragon shield in just an instant and quickly slashed towards Jin Zhiying.

"puff……"

With a soft sound, Jin Zhiying's body was split into two by the golden sword, and he lay there motionless. Above the two corpses, a trace of sword energy retained by the golden sword floated.

Under the attack of the golden elixir talisman, Jin Zhiying died completely.

(End of this chapter)