Chapter 317: Spiritual Roots Improved, Mana Soared"It turns out that his first strike was only to draw out the true form of the evil demon." "Is that Bone Devouring Demon really a first-grade golden body? The gap between the two is a bit too big..." "A one in a billion chance of advancing to the Supreme Rank is the same as a one in ten thousand chance of advancing to the Supreme Rank. They are both of the first rank. How can mediocre people like us understand the difference?" As everyone was discussing the matter, the demons all over the mountains suddenly retreated like a tide. If you say there is no one behind the scenes controlling this, I'm afraid no one would believe it. Song Lin stepped towards the corpse of the bone-eating demon. "Be careful." Shen Zanggu fell down, his clothes were stained with blood, and there was a scratch on his cold cheek. "Don't worry, he is dead as hell after being hit by my sword." Song Lin had absolute confidence in his Six Yuan Sword Light. Gala~~ A kick landed on the corpse of the bone-eating demon, causing a sound of metal clashing.

"Two true disciples." "Mr. Li, Shen Jianxian." Several disciples from Donglinxianya flew over from afar. At the same time, Master Ling and others also gathered around. "Do any of you recognize him?" Song Lin asked. "Never seen it before." "This person is not from the Master's family." "Master Wande's rebellious son... is missing." Commander Ling looked as if he had been fished out of a sea of ​​blood, and was trembling as he was supported by a disciple of the master's family. Isn’t Shi Wande the bone-eating evil demon? Song Lin frowned deeply and said to the disciples of Donglin Xianya: "Take his body back." "Yes." Several people saluted respectfully, then lifted up the body of the Bone-Eating Blood Demon and flew towards the Demon-Suppressing City. "Walk." Song Lin then led the remaining troops into the Demon-Suppressing City to clean up the mess. Half an hour later. Several rays of light descended from the sky. Ma Dejian and other immortals from Donglinxianya finally arrived. "Third Brother, I leave this to you."

Song Lin nodded to Ma Dejian. "Okay, you two go heal your wounds first." Ma Dejian had a sullen face and his eyes were as sharp as swords, sweeping across the devastated Demon-Suppressing City. This calamity. At least 100,000 people died. Song Lin and Shen Zanggu turned and left. Turned a deserted corner. Both of them felt weak on their feet and almost fell to the ground. Shen Zanggu said calmly: "Junior brother, your situation doesn't look good!" "Senior brother seems to be not much different." Song Lin forced a smile and leaned against a stone pillar to rest. The two had tried their best in the battle of Baimang Mountain, and then they rushed back to Zhenyao City to eliminate the remaining evil demons. They were really exhausted. If Ma Dejian and others don't come, they will not be able to hold on any longer. A few moments. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and their complexion gradually improved. They each went back to their rooms to rest. Song Lin took a magic pill and immersed his mind in his thoughts. [Spiritual Roots: Gold (50), Wood (25), Water (25), Fire (25), Earth (25), Thunder (25), Wind (25)——Yu (368)] 【Fortune: 36/49】 【Law (1/6), God (19), Spirit (1), Sword (18), Knife (18)】 "This battle is really dangerous!" Song Lin looked at the changes on the panel and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The last strike, 'Six Elements Return to One', was a desperate attack in which he forcibly raised the other six spiritual roots except the gold spiritual root from 20 to 25. finally. He forcibly withstood the pressure of his spiritual root enhancement and killed the bone-eating evil demon with one strike. At the same time, he increased his mana to 6 points and condensed the fourth ray of six-element sword light. This is a very peculiar sword magic power, the six elements are integrated into one, and it is clearly distinguished from the ten absolute golden lights, as if the alien power in the body is often repelled by the gold magic power. However, because the six elements have merged into one, although it seems like there is only one ray, it can actually fight against the Ten Absolute Golden Lights, so that the two reach a certain balance. If not.

Song Lin's body could no longer bear it. He's gambling. The bone-eating demon is also gambling. If you gamble, you are bound to lose. In the end, he did not lose, but the Bone-Eating Demon did. The reward Song Lin received was not only an increase in his magic power, but also a deeper understanding of the way of swords and knives. From Sword Seventeen to Sword Eighteen, he glimpsed something wonderful. That is a kind of confidence, the confidence of "Little Li's flying dagger never misses its target". A power that transcends the mundane and the techniques and belongs to the spiritual level. This is exactly what he deliberately cultivated this time. Song Lin wanted to give it a try. If one day, he was confident that no one in the world could dodge his knife, and at the same time made everyone in the world believe that he could never dodge that flying knife skill... What will happen with this knife? All in all, Song Lin finally found the way forward. Ask for the way to immortality and the future will be bright. The next day. After Song Lin finished his repairs, he came to the lobby of the Shi family's villa. At this time, there are Ma Dejian, Master Qingmiao of Wudao Xuanfeng, Immortal He of Xianling Xuanfeng, Master Dibu of Qimen Xuanfeng, and Sun Wufang of Douzhan Xuanfeng. A number of powerful golden-bodied warriors from the Demon Slayer Alliance have also arrived. Shen Zangu also changed his clothes, still dressed in white, elegant and graceful. "Junior brother, how is your injury?" Ma Dejian sat at the very top, speaking with concern. "Don't worry, brother. Everything is fine." Song Lin nodded at him. Ma Dejian understood and didn't ask any more questions. He understood Song Lin's unique way of cultivation. The knife he struck yesterday must have used the foundation left by the Six Yuan Geng Jin Qilin Sword. Seeing that Song Lin's body was normal, he felt relieved. "How's it going?" Song Lin strode forward. His eyes fell on the corpse of the bone-eating demon on the ground in the middle of the lobby. "Cough cough~~"

Commander Ling covered his mouth and coughed twice, his voice hoarse: "Your Majesty. Most of the people who guarded Baimang Mountain yesterday were killed or injured. Thirty-one golden bodies from all parties died, and 260 people from the Divine Palace. There are 76 disciples of the master's family left." Everyone looked at the old man with a desolate face. He had a blank expression on his face, seemingly indifferent. He continued to report: "More than 128,000 civilians in the city were killed or injured, 6,000 houses collapsed, and about 80,000 people abandoned the city and their homes, all of whom were wealthy families in the city." "The losses of the various immortal sects and clans this time will be compensated by the Master's family. The aftermath of the people in the city will be compensated by the foundations of the wealthy families who abandoned the city and fled. If there is any shortfall, it will still be made up by the Master's family." "Okay, I see." Song Lin nodded slowly and looked at Commander Ling for a long while. Finally he said, "After this catastrophe, the Master's family will rest for three hundred years. They are not allowed to participate in any affairs of the Demon Suppression City. All resources and industries will be managed by Donglin Xianya. After three hundred years, they will return to the Master's family." "Do you have any objection?" "Thank you, Immortal Envoy." Commander Ling's face was moved. He slowly knelt on his knees, and his dim eyes finally couldn't hold back and shed two lines of tears. Everyone was silent for a moment. The only sound left in the field was the sad crying of Commander Ling. Mr. Li's words were not to solicit opinions, but to inform and decide. But everyone understands the good intentions behind it. The disaster that happened to the Master's family was tragic, but it was also their own fault. But in the end, they proved with their own actions that the Shi family was still the Shi family. Even if they fought to the last man, no one would retreat. The demon-suppressing clan will maintain their noble spirit forever. The merits of thousands of years and the efforts of generations cannot be ruined by a single bad apple. and so. On behalf of Donglin Xianya, Song Lin showed special mercy and allowed them to recuperate for three hundred years. Seizing the management rights of all their resources and industries may seem like a punishment, but in fact it is to protect the remaining foundation of the master's family. To the east is the Fairy Cliff, where the golden rules are set. Three hundred years later. If the Shi family can recover from this, they will be able to restore the glory of the demon-suppressing clan. If they fail halfway, then it will all depend on their own luck. "Now, give me all the information about Shi Wande's life from childhood to adulthood, including the names of people he has interacted with, and his relatives and friends." Song Lin continued to give orders with a calm expression. "Yes." Teacher Ling stood up and presented a thick book with both hands. Obviously he had been well prepared, as he had listed every detail of Shi Wande's life last night.

"Ah." Song Lin's expression eased slightly, and he took the book and started reading it on the spot. I looked up inadvertently. But I saw that Commander Ling was still standing there. "Aren't you leaving yet?" "I have a request..." "explain." Song Lin frowned slightly. "Commander Ling's blood is still wet, and his body is still fit for fighting. Please, Immortal, show mercy and allow me to protect you to repay your kindness." Commander Ling knelt on the ground again, crawling on the ground. Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they saw this. A Life Pill cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years has become so humble. It's lamentable, sad, but also respectable. "You don't want to live anymore?" Song Lin frowned again. But the reason this time is completely different from the last time. "I can die in this old body, but my spirit of suppressing demons cannot die." Commander Ling said calmly. silence. Song Lin looked at the figure below and did not speak for a long time. Just like this, Master Ling was still kneeling. Ma Dejian and the other five Dharma-Appearance Immortals also listened to him and left all matters to Song Lin for decision. for a long time. He finally said, "Go and bring Shi Wande's parents, siblings and brothers here. I have something to ask you." "Yes." Commander Ling showed a look of joy, got up from the ground, turned around and left. Wait until his figure disappears. Everyone looked at Song Lin and couldn't help feeling emotional. Although Li's son Qilin was still young, he already had the bearing of a king. His way of ruling his subordinates was truly impressive. from now on.

Commander Ling will become a 'loyal dog' under him, and the whole family will not hate him, but will be grateful to him instead. however. After Song Lin finished reading Shi Wande's life story, he sighed softly. "Junior brother, the bone-eating evil demon is dead, and the man of destiny has been executed, why are you still sighing?" Ma Dejian asked. "Who said...he is the man of destiny?" Song Lin pointed at the corpse below, his eyes as deep as the sea. As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked. Isn’t the Bone-Eating Demon the destined one? When he first arrived at the Demon-Suppressing City, didn't he say with certainty that there must be a destiny behind this? If he was not destined to be the one, how could Shen Zanggu have wasted two years in Youxuan Mansion and been played around by others? "There are four people with destiny, and they have been coming into the world for decades. I have seen two of them. This bone-eating evil demon is definitely not a person with destiny..." Song Lin was very sure. He has already met two? Who else besides Shen Zanggu? But this cannot be confirmed, the Bone-Eating Demon is not the destined person with good fortune! "Of course he is not the man of destiny..." A deep male voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall. Everyone looked around. Two figures walked side by side from a distance. "Uncle?" "Fifth Senior Sister!" - A dark underground cave. "Ancestor Red Moon..." a young voice sounded. "The Bone-Eroding Demon is dead?" A gloomy voice came from the fog. "He is too confident." The young voice sighed. "Confident people deserve to die." The Red Moon Patriarch snorted coldly, "Master's kid, if you can't come up with a solution..." "Don't worry, I have a plan in mind." The young voice is full of confidence. half an hour. The dark cave returned to silence. A fishy wind blew by. A copper-brown flesh mountain appeared, as if it had grown out of the rocks. On its surface were thousands of strange eyeballs, staring at him like the eyes of dead fish...

(End of this chapter)