Chapter 350 What is the purpose?

Chapter 350 What is the purpose?

Chapter 350 What is the purpose?
"what are you doing?"

Just as the zombie was running towards Master Tingyu, Master Tingyu saw Tian Lin, who had originally escaped, also running towards him.

He couldn't believe that Tian Lin came to save him, but was there any other explanation?
However, before he could feel touched, he saw Tian Lin pull out a dagger.

"You want to kill me, little brat?"

Master Tingyu did not feel afraid at this time, but his mind was full of confusion.

Just as Tian Lin wanted to kill him at any time, he also wanted to get rid of Tian Lin at any time.

What puzzled him was that Tian Lin didn't need to do it himself. If he just left it here, the zombies would eat him.

But what good would it be for Tian Lin to risk coming back to kill himself?
"This world has suppressed your physique and cultivation, but it doesn't make sense that your blood would also change, right? Let's do an experiment!"

By the time Tian Lin had finished speaking, the dagger had already cut Master Tingyu's finger.

In an instant, golden blood flowed from the old man's fingers.

Tian Lin took a little of the old man's blood and ejected the spiritual energy that had finally filled the first meridian.

The spiritual energy wrapped in the old man's blood hit the zombie rushing over there at an extremely fast speed.

Tian Lin used the Infinite Finger, which was powerful in itself and directly knocked the jumping zombie to the ground.

The power of the Infinite Finger alone is not enough to make the zombie lose its movement.

But the Infinite Finger combined with the blood of a Nascent Soul expert is enough to completely suppress the walking zombies.

Seeing that the zombie didn't get up, Tian Lin said, "It really works!"

Master Tingyu sat up and laughed: "The cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm was not in vain after all, it was effective after all."

But before he could feel proud, the figure of a second zombie suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village.

Master Tingyu was no longer so scared at this moment.

Although his Nascent Soul blood was diluted a lot, it was enough to suppress these evil spirits.

At this time, he not only had the idea of ​​suppressing the evil spirit, but also had the ambition to seize the treasure from the evil spirit.

He was a powerful Yuanying stage cultivator, so he naturally saw that the ropes hanging the zombies were treasures.

If he could get the nodule, even if he lost his cultivation, he would still be able to fight back when facing ordinary wandering souls.

"Run!"

But Tian Lin doesn't have such courage!

He ate the fruit and finally gathered a little spiritual energy, but he could only use the Infinite Finger once.

Without a magical power like the Infinite Finger, even with Nascent Soul Blood, it would be almost impossible to hit a jumping zombie.

At this time, Tian Lin couldn't help but think too much about Master Tingyu. He grabbed Master Tingyu's wrist and dragged Master Tingyu to catch up with the main force.

Those mortals were amazed at Tian Lin's physical strength and running speed. They saw that Tian Lin was dragging an old man and could still run briskly.

In a hurry, several people reached out to grab Tian Lin, wanting Tian Lin to take them for a ride.

But no matter whether they were old or young, women or children, all these people were pushed away by Tian Lin with one hand.

It is foreseeable that those who run slowly will eventually become food for zombies. The existence of this "food" can also help Tian Lin and others buy time to escape.

After half an hour, only a few cultivators were able to run.

Even someone as strong as Tian Lin was now out of breath and could no longer run.

He looked back and could no longer see any mortals following him.

Looking ahead, there was no sight of Langguan and the other cultivators.

"Let's take a break! I don't think those zombies will catch up. What we should pay more attention to now is the wandering evil spirits in this forest!" "Wandering evil spirits?"

Tian Lin looked at the old man and said, "Since you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, you should be able to set up a formation, right? Use your Nascent Soul blood to draw a formation, and it will definitely keep us safe for the night."

Master Tingyu's face fell, and he said, "Without spiritual energy, how much blood would it take to carve the formation using only my blood?"

He was short of food and his blood and energy were severely depleted.

If he were to bleed again at this time, it would be like asking for his life.

"This world is constantly weakening the physical constitution of cultivators! In a few years, your blood will be no different from that of ordinary people.

Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't shed some more blood now?"

Tian Lin took out a bowl from somewhere, grabbed Master Tingyu's hand, and pressed the dagger on the back of Master Tingyu's hand.

Master Tingyu's face changed drastically, but he was powerless to stop Tian Lin at this time. He could only watch Tian Lin cut a gash on his hand.

In an instant, a large amount of blood flowed into the small bowl, and soon filled the small bowl with blood.

When Tian Lin put down the bowl, Master Tingyu quickly sucked the wound to avoid wasting blood.

But in order to suck the wound, his mouth was occupied and he was unable to curse Tian Lin.

He could only watch Tian Lin disappear in front of him with the bowl in his hand.

It was already evening and the surroundings were so dark that it was difficult to see.

Tian Lin only walked two or three feet away before he disappeared from the sight of Master Tingyu.

Master Tingyu was very anxious. He was afraid that Tian Lin would abandon him, so he could only move his mouth away from his hand and shouted at Mi Lin, "Where are you going, you little bastard?"

But what responded to Master Tingyu was one or two ghost cries, which scared Master Tingyu so much that he immediately shut up.

After all, he is no longer a Nascent Soul cultivator, and ordinary wandering souls can pose a threat to him.

"I'm going to find you some medicine!"

Just when Master Tingyu was feeling uneasy, Tian Lin returned to his side at some point.

Tian Lin spat out a green leaf made of some unknown leaf from his mouth, and applied it to Master Tingyu's hand. In an instant, Master Tingyu's wound healed as before.

Master Tingyu was shocked: "What kind of precious medicine is this?"

Tian Lin said nothing. How could that be a precious medicine? It was just a rejuvenation technique.

Tian Lin had gone out and eaten some fruit earlier, and now he has recovered some of his spiritual energy.

At this time, he had two freshly picked Shengyuan fruits in his arms!

The spiritual energy produced by this fruit is more than all the fruits eaten in the past few days; the only drawback is that this kind of fruit can only be found in places where there are many evil spirits.

Tian Lin had regained some of his spiritual energy at this time. He took the bowl and used his hand as a pen to dip into the blood in the bowl to set up the formation.

A simple evil-repelling formation is not difficult to set up, thanks to the blood of Master Tingyu. Otherwise, where would Tian Lin find the stone for the formation?

"I think Langguan and his men will come back during the day to gather up the scattered Huahualang."

Tian Lin sat in the formation, leaning his back against a tree trunk.

"When they come back during the day, I wonder how many mortals will be able to survive? I think the mortals who can't stick together may not survive tonight!"

Master Tingyu now felt safe and began to analyze things rationally: "The Immortal Sword allowed us to enter this world, it's not to torture and kill us, right?

If this is the purpose, why would it go through all this trouble?

And can a fairy sword really create such a real world? I think there must be someone else who really created this world. So what is the purpose of this person?"

(End of this chapter)