Chapter 162 Demonic Tide
There are eight tall towers in the town, and the tallest one is located in the middle. After killing Li Sheng and others, Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong occupied this place. Mo Ling, Man Shan and Du Yun also found a tall tower to live in. Naturally, other people would not have any objection to this.

Inside the tower, more than thirty Qiankun bags were piled aside. Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong were happily counting their harvest, while Xiao Yan was lying on the side and snoring.

"More than 30,000 Nirvana Pills, more than 20 earth-level spiritual treasures, seven low-level creation martial arts and three medium-level martial arts. Are the benefits of these intermediate dynasties so good?"

After counting all the gains, Lin Dong's eyes were filled with envy. The Great Yan Dynasty was already at the forefront among the low-level dynasties, but the greatest help it could provide was earth-level spiritual treasures. Forget about the Nirvana Pill, as that was used to allow the elders in the clan to break through to the Nirvana realm. But everyone in these mid-level dynasties had one!

Lin Changqiang on the side was also in a good mood. Although he had taken out a lot of Nirvana Pills from the Great Wilderness Sect, this thing could be used for cultivation and could also be used as currency. Naturally, he would rather have less than more.

It’s a pity that for him now, the middle-level martial arts and earth-level spiritual treasures are no longer enough. Except for some with special uses, the others can only be taken to those large gathering points to exchange for Nirvana Pills.

"As usual, we'll each take half of the Nirvana Pill. As for the spiritual treasures and martial arts, I'll take this white jade elephant. Lin Dong, take a look to see if there's anything you want. After you've made your selection, give it to Mo Ling and the others to pick out. The rest can be kept for sale."

Lin Dong nodded, picked out a good spiritual treasure inner armor, and then flew to other towers with the remaining spiritual treasures and martial arts. Lin Changqiang looked at the thing in his hand.

This is a pictographic sculpture made of white jade. It is exquisitely crafted and only the size of a palm. It is engraved with tiny characters as densely packed as ants.

A medium-level martial art, the Holy Elephant crashes into the sky.

This is a very common martial art, and its power is no different from that of an ordinary medium-level martial art. To Lin Changqiang, its only feature is that it is bright and quite handsome. Of course, this alone is not enough to attract his attention. What caught his attention was a spiritual mark inside the white elephant.

After slightly sensing the strength of the mark, Lin Changqiang silently separated a small amount of his mental power and extended it towards the interior of the white elephant.

The moment the two came into contact, a buzzing sound suddenly rang out, and a recoil force emerged from it, as if trying to bounce all of Lin Changqiang's mental power away. However, the mental power exerted by Lin Changqiang was just slightly weaker than this recoil force. Once it was bounced away, it immediately wrapped around it, perseveringly corroding the mark.

The energy of the mark could not be replenished, but Lin Changqiang's mental strength did not weaken at all. Not long after, with a click, the mark inside the white elephant was finally broken. At the same time, the only remaining energy in it suddenly turned into a stream of light, carrying the memory away.

Seeing this, Lin Changqiang immediately mobilized his mental power to intercept it. However, the speed of this stream of light was too fast and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Huh." After doing all this, Lin Changqiang couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then he began to study the Holy Elephant Collapsing the Sky. In order not to scare Jin Mu away, he took great pains...

Not long after, in a large city quite far away from here, a man in white slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes was a cold murderous intent.

"Whoever dares to kill my Holy Light Dynasty will have to pay the price!"

As time passed, the sun gradually set and a full moon slowly rose.

The full moon was dark red, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood, giving people a tingling sensation on their scalp. The dark night of the ancient battlefield also seemed particularly gloomy and strange. The dark red moonlight fell from the sky, shining on the wild land, and countless crazy roars rang out one after another. These monsters came from different races, with different strengths, but at this moment they all lost their minds at the same time.

"The dark night of the ancient battlefield is indeed strange."

Looking at the dark red world outside the window, Lin Dong's eyes were solemn. Under the moonlight, he could feel that the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be solidified and became extremely stagnant. Not only did it hinder people's movements, but even the circulation of energy in the body was much slower than during the day.

However, Lin Changqiang's expression became a little strange. Unlike Lin Dong, when the moonlight shone on him, it not only did not produce any negative effects, but was directly absorbed by the Star Ancestral Talisman and transformed into the most primitive energy for him to absorb...

Although this speed is slower than practicing in the Dan River, it is much faster than absorbing the Nirvana Pill. It is just like the campfire experience in some old web games!
Just as Lin Changqiang was secretly rejoicing, his powerful mental power sensed something wrong. It seemed that many beings were rapidly approaching the town. He hurriedly spread out his mental power to investigate the situation. Under this kind of investigation, the opponent's figure naturally could not escape his detection.

Those were… thousands of frantic monsters! They were clearly from different races, but at this moment, they all put aside their hatred and rushed towards the gathering point!
It is said that good fortune never comes alone and misfortunes never come singly, but for Lin Changqiang, good things come in pairs.

As we all know, most monsters have monster crystals in their bodies. The monsters in the ancient battlefield have lived in an environment with a strong Nirvana aura for a long time, so they will naturally be affected. Their bodies and monster crystals will inevitably be contaminated with the Nirvana aura.

Although a single demon crystal does not contain much Nirvana energy, it is still a considerable number when accumulated. According to his spiritual power detection, if he kills all the monsters pouring in from outside the city, he can at least obtain demon crystals comparable to ten thousand Nirvana pills!
The next second, Lin Dong also sensed the attacking monster. However, before he could react, Lin Changqiang had already flown out of the window. At the same time, his loud voice rang out in the city.

"A wave of beasts is coming. I hope you can kill the monsters with your own abilities!"

The people in the town had a cultivation level of at least Qi Creation Stage, so as soon as the sound of Lin Changqiang was uttered, figures rushed out of the houses one after another. Soon, all the hundreds of people in the city climbed onto the city wall.

They looked outside the city. In the distant darkness, there were countless scarlet flashes, which made people feel chilled. Before long, the figure of the monster became clearer and clearer, and the earth began to tremble slightly at this time!

Looking at the dense army of monsters outside the city, many people felt a little uneasy. Although the cultivation base of these monsters was average, the lowest was only at the Formation Realm, and the highest was only at the Great Success of Creation, which was not even as good as Li Sheng, but the astonishing number and the crazy roaring posture were really creepy.

but……

They turned their heads and looked towards the city. On the tall tower in the center of the city, a man in white was standing calmly. His elegant figure looked like an exquisite ink painting even though he was standing on this ordinary city wall.

Thinking of the shocking scene during the day when the opponent killed thirty people in the Creation Realm with two moves, they couldn't help but relax their nervous mood.

　In order to describe the male protagonist, I have recently read a lot of female-oriented novels. I have to say that many female writers’ descriptions of appearance are really delicate.

　　
　
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