Ying Rong called Lin Hai to a halt, then reached out and took out a thing from the treasure bag and handed it to Lin Hai.

"This is..."

Lin Hai's eyes fell on Ying Rong's hands, and his pupils shrank and his face showed a deep shock.

"Shura stone!"

Ying Rong was stunned, and then he looked at Lin Hai in surprise. His face was a little inconceivable.

"Do you know the stone? Its name is Shura stone

"Yes, this is the Shura stone!" Lin Hai nodded as like as two peas in Zhao Ziming's stone.

"Elder martial brother Ying, where did you get this Shura stone?" Lin Hai is a little strange. Yingrong has a Shura stone in his hand. Why doesn't he know it?

"It's the result of hunting five marks." Ying Rong said, "although I don't know what's magical about it, when dealing with ghosts, this stone will shine, and the speed of ghosts will become slower than before."

"This is the area where the five marks of wandering souls are active. Although your strength is very strong, it is only in the early stage of infant. If you are afraid of being in danger, you can take it with you to be more safe."

Yingrong finished and reached out again. He handed the Shura stone to Lin Hai with a sincere smile on his face.

Lin Hai felt warm in his heart. He didn't realize that he and Yingrong had no friendship. He was just from the same family. Ying Rong was willing to give the Shura stone he had ventured to give to him. Lin Hai felt that there was no white salvation for Yingrong. Yingrong was a man to make friends with!

"Thank you very much, elder martial brother Ying."

Lin Hai did not affectation, directly took the Shura stone in the past, and then hugged Yingrong.

"Elder martial brother Ying, if you want to use it in the future, Lin Hai will never refuse to do so."

"Ha ha, you and I are brothers. Don't be polite. Be careful!" Ying Rong laughs, then solemnly tells Lin Hai.

"Elder martial brother Ying, take care too!" Lin Hai nodded, which just turned around and left the house. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in Yingrong's sight.

The smile on Yingrong's face gradually disappeared until he couldn't see the back of the forest. Instead, he felt relieved and sighed.

"Lin Hai, not only has the talent of evil spirits, but also has the strength far beyond the realm of cultivation. He is also proficient in ancient Chinese medicine. The most rare thing is that he is modest, introverted, honest and upright. He is really a good seedling."

"If Linhai can grow up smoothly, I'm afraid that Feixing Pavilion will soar into the sky and show up in the great power of Liusu city."

"Lin Hai, don't let me down!"

While Ying Rong praises Lin Hai and places high hopes on him, Zhan Cong and Zhan Xiong also come to the area where the five marks of wandering spirits are found.

However, the two faces are not too good-looking, Zhan Xiong is more grinning, a face of dejected.

"Brother, in just one day, the wandering souls have been hunted and killed. Now, if you walk for an hour, you may not find one. How can I pass the test?" Zhan Xiong pointed to the poor mark on his head and said with displeasure.

"Shut up, you. This is the first day. There are 29 days to go before the end. What are you panicking about?" Zhan Cong is simply bored to death by his younger brother, nagging and nagging, and then he doesn't stop. Suddenly, he starts to scold.

Seeing Zhan Cong's anger, Zhan Xiong is afraid to mention the mark. However, in his heart, he hates Xiaohong, who takes away his mark. He can't help but scold him.

"It's the damned flying monster that robbed me. If I catch it, I'll have to pluck its hair and roast it!"

Zhan Cong is already too lazy to pay attention to his stupid brother. He is filled with anger and walks forward. After just a few steps, Zhan Cong stops suddenly. His heart suddenly rises to the warning sign. He turns around in horror and looks behind him.

Whew!

At the moment of Zhan Cong's turning back, a white streamer suddenly bursts into the sky. It has already arrived behind Zhan Cong, making Zhan Cong's eyelids jump wildly.

"Not good!"

Zhan Cong is shocked. Unexpectedly, someone stealthily attacks him, and his strength is not weak. In a hurry, he waves his hand, and suddenly a fierce vigorous wind spews out from his palm, hitting with the white streamer.

Boom!

When the huge sound came, a turbulent air wave was suddenly set off in mid air. The white streamer turned into a shadow and flew backwards, falling dozens of meters away.

Zhan Cong also stepped back several steps. He looked up in horror. He saw a man in white standing in the wind, with his eyes full of murders. He was glaring at him!

"Zhao Ziming!"

Zhan Cong's pupils shrink and his face is full of horror. He immediately recognizes that the attacker is not someone else, but Zhao Ziming, who he thought had died in the hands of wandering souls!

"Brother, help me!"

Just when Zhan Cong is shocked and why Zhao Ziming is not dead, suddenly a voice of fear comes from behind. He turns his head in a hurry. However, he sees a figure as fast as lightning, with a strong killing opportunity, and pours on Zhan Xiong."Stop it!"

Zhan Cong is shocked. With the speed of this figure, his strength can't be underestimated. He is absolutely not able to resist his useless younger brother. He immediately drinks and rushes to Zhan Xiong like lightning.

"Kill!"

Just as Zhan Cong's body was just moving, Zhao Ziming, who was facing him, suddenly gave a cold drink. His machete in his hand suddenly chopped out of the air. He made a sharp flash in the sky, and went straight to Zhan Cong's head to intercept Zhan Cong.

"Get out of here

Zhan Cong is in a great hurry. His hands are waving at the same time. The two groups of light come out and smash the knife that cleaves to the top of his head. Then he looks at Zhan Xiong in a hurry. Under this look, Zhan Cong is like being hit hard and can't help sending out a shrill roar!

"Younger brother

At this moment, Zhan Xiong's body fell straight on the ground. There was a deep palm print on his chest, which was more than an inch deep. His heart had already been cut off and died!

Next to Zhan Xiong's body, an indifferent man raises his foot like a dead dog and kicks Zhan Xiong's body directly in front of Zhan Cong.

"No

Zhan Cong looks at his younger brother's body. His heart aches like a knife. His eyes almost burst out with fire. He suddenly looks up at Zhao Ziming and Xu Tianzheng, who killed Zhan Xiong. He can't help but roar up to the sky!

"Asshole! Zhao Ziming, Xu Tianzheng, I want you to die! "

Zhan Cong's figure disappeared in an instant, and then a strong killing opportunity suddenly came to Xu Tianzheng's face. The vigorous wind, as sharp as a sword, seemed to pierce the space and stab Xu Tianzheng's chest.

Xu Tianzheng's face was cold and cold, and his heart was startled. In a hurry, he stepped back again and again. At the same time, he punched fiercely and drank a lot in his mouth.

"Go

Boom!

With a loud noise, Xu Tianzheng's fist and Zhan Cong's palm collide fiercely. Xu Tianzheng is suddenly hit hard and his blood spurts wildly.

"Die for me!"

Zhan Cong's eyes turned red, and his true Qi spewed out again. He was about to kill Xu Tianzheng at one stroke. Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind him.

"Damn it, it's you!"

Shua!

The rest of Zhan Cong's eyes only felt a dazzling flash of light, and then suddenly, like a cold light on his back, a terrible danger fell on Zhan Cong's body, which made Zhan Cong suddenly surprised and changed his face!

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