In order to find out all of this guy's tricks, or rather, in order to kill him as soon as possible.
Lin Jinglong slashed directly at him with his sword.
Mo Dongchen, however, seemed resigned to his fate.
This strike severed his head, and Lin Jinglong was surprised to find it when the head hit the ground.
This guy is still alive?
"Even if you kill me, you will only be severing one of my three corpses. You should know that the only thing I have done in my thousands of years of seclusion is to refine my three corpses and achieve my true self!"
"You severed my three corpses for me, and I should thank you!"
"Once I become a Golden Immortal, I will make you pay the price for what you have done today!"
After speaking, the head slowly closed its eyes.
Lin Jinglong frowned as he looked at Mo Dongchen's corpse.
"Severing the three corpses? Is this guy serious?"
Ge Ling'er then appeared beside him.
It was unusual for her expression to become so serious.
"I never imagined that Mo Dongchen's true trump card was this. You cut off one of his three corpses, and once he cuts off the other two, he might really have a chance to become a true immortal."
"Heh, if he's really not dead, then we'll kill him the next time we see him. Once we're on guard, it won't be so easy for him to live next time."
Lin Jinglong was skeptical about the claim of severing the three corpses, after all, it was just a legend among cultivators.
I have never heard of anyone proving the truth in this way.
Those who truly attained immortality in ancient times did not achieve their immortal bodies by severing their three corpses.
He shook his head. Perhaps Mo Dongchen was just trying to scare him. What kind of method could there be to become an immortal?
Not to mention, in this day and age.
The path to immortality has long been severed.
If becoming an immortal were really that simple, then why would Lin Ruchu, who was already a Celestial Martial Emperor a thousand years ago, have delayed for so long and had to go through the Sacred Realm to seek an opportunity for immortality?
Lin Jinglong held the real mirage dragon horn.
I intend to refine this item!
"I wonder if, with my comprehension, I could refine this mirage dragon horn more efficiently than this guy."
Lin Jinglong vaguely sensed a dangerous aura; he felt that something bad was about to happen in the Mirage Dragon Cave.
"Hurry up and refine the dragon horn before leaving this place."
Lin Jinglong said to Ge Ling'er beside him.
He told the others to wait there while he went into the cave, just like Mo Dongchen had done before, intending to refine the thing first.
As for Li Xuanwei, after Mo Dongchen died, the mark on his body that isolated the Mountain Sitting Technique naturally could not take effect. At this moment, he felt Lin Jinglong's control over him, and the undisguised malice.
It sent chills down his spine!
Fear permeated my mind and body.
"What should we do?"
Just as he was filled with horror.
Including him, and the other martial artists nearby.
For a moment, their vision blurred, and a figure in red appeared silently, with an exceptionally handsome appearance and a somewhat otherworldly and alluring aura.
"We finally made it here, but we're a step too late. I heard that a mirage dragon has been born in this place?"
The young man in red looked around at everyone present.
Qian Fuhai let out a terrified scream.
"Old Drunkard!"
"Haha, Qian Fuhai, how have you been!"
After the blood sacrifice was initiated, Lao Zui removed his disguise, revealing his true appearance on this handsome face.
At this moment, his gaze fell on the Qian family members, and he looked quite amused. After all, he had dealt with the Qian family members in this sacred realm.
Furthermore, he deceived the Qian family with the Drunken Dream Immortal Scripture, and later even had contact with Qian Fuhai through that crack.
It was also because of Qian Fuhai's appearance.
This allowed Lin Ruchu to fully discover the secret of the sacred realm.
This is how the three immortal mountains were opened!
Old Zui looked at the people in front of him with a sigh.
"You Qian family members are indeed blessed with good fortune. Your bloodline is quite extraordinary. However, I have no intention of causing you any trouble for the time being. Hand over that dragon horn to me immediately!"
"That dragon horn, is..."
Qian Fuhai spoke subconsciously.
But the next moment, Lin Jinglong emerged from the cave and slashed at Lao Zui's back with his sword.
This guy was instantly cut in two.
He died instantly!
But everyone present realized it.
It's definitely not that simple!
Li Xuanwei's eyes shone brightly.
"This person is the ancient evil cultivator who assisted Lin Ruchu in opening the Holy Realm. How could he die so easily?"
The people of Wanlong City felt their whole bodies go numb.
After entering this sacred realm, they discovered that the powerful individuals they encountered were all stronger than the last!
This old drunkard is probably not as simple as he seems.
As expected.
Old Zui, who had been killed with a single blow, remained in the same spot, but his voice came from behind Lin Jinglong.
The figure in red robes asked Lin Jinglong with a playful tone, "Can you tell which one is me and which one is an illusion?"
"Perhaps everything you see now, and even everything you encounter after entering the Holy Realm, is an illusion!"
"Lin Jinglong, you know nothing about illusion magic and are not qualified to take away this mirage essence."
"Just hand it over!"
He raised his hand and beckoned to Lin Jinglong.
The dragon horn trembled, almost breaking free from Lin Jinglong's grasp and falling into Lao Zui's hand.
But Lin Jinglong didn't react at all.
Even with his strength and unparalleled divine soul power, he was still unable to resist the effects of the Drunken Dream Immortal Scripture.
In his eyes at this moment.
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