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Le Xinlan could not believe that someone would actually buy this elementary talisman, priced at 1500 taels of silver, without any proficiency information?!

Lei Xinlan blinked and immediately asked, "Old Mo, did those people say anything when they bought the spell paper?"

"No, they were all bought with a smack on the table …"

This time, Lei Xinlan's curiosity was piqued. The people who bought these top grade elementary true essence talismans had a great amount of curiosity, so they didn't lack money to buy them. But in this short period of time, they sold several of these talismans, which was a bit surprising.

"Old Mu, are there any customers returning to this talisman?" She wanted to verify her guess.

"Yes, there was a young master who came several times."

As soon as the thin storekeeper finished speaking, a light flashed through Lei Xinlan's eyes. It seemed like there was no mistake. This top grade elementary true essence talisman must have been used by someone for the first time. Otherwise, there wouldn't be anyone who would return.

This time, Le Xinlan was even more surprised. Thinking back to the time when Ling Yan had asked her to consign the talisman, his face was full of confidence. He wondered, could the talisman made by Ling Yan really be that useful?

After hesitating for a moment, Lei Xinlan stretched out her hand and pointed at that top grade elementary true essence talisman. She crisply said, "Old Mu, help me grab that talisman paper. I want it …"

She needed to study it first, then use it to see if it was really worth it.

Thousand-army array illusionary space.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, a third-level vicious beast mage opened his mouth wide and rushed over with a roar. The Demon Lion had a huge body, as tall as a person, 10 feet wide, and as heavy as 800 jin.

Seeing the Demon Lion charge at him, Ling Yan's expression didn't change. He clenched his fists, and with a crackling sound, the power of his blood vitality erupted from his entire body!

"Die!"

With an explosive shout, Ling Yan took a step forward, and the distance of three meters between him and Ling Yan instantly closed. Immediately, he threw out his fist with lightning speed, and with the combination of his physical strength and Qi, he unleashed over four thousand pounds of strength!

"Bam!"

Ling Yan's punch directly landed on the Demon Lion's open mouth. Immediately, the Demon Lion's sharp fangs were broken and fell to the ground, as if it had been hit by a rapidly moving train.

Before the Demon Lion could cry out in pain, Ling Yan's fist had already entered the Demon Lion's mouth, directly reaching its heart. Ling Yan then grabbed the still beating heart of the Demon Lion and gave it a hard pinch, "Pu ~" With a dull thud, the huge body of the Demon Lion suddenly shook before it crashed to the ground.

The third level vicious beast died in a single move, and the battle intent in Ling Yan's eyes surged. The "Berserk Golden Body Technique" began to madly circulate, and seeing the dozen or so second or third level Mortal Core warriors that had just arrived, Ling Yan let out a long howl and charged into the enemy's formation like a rainbow!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang …"

Blood recklessly splashed into the air, and the sound of bones breaking resounded in everyone's ears. The thick-skinned vicious beast couldn't withstand Ling Yan's punch, and the fragile martial artist even died instantly.

"Peak 3rd level Mortal Core warrior!"

After Ling Yan had killed the last Mighty Elephant Staged Stage Third Stage martial artist with a single punch, the space suddenly fluctuated. A peak Mighty Stage Third Stage martial artist appeared out of thin air, and then nearly fifty figures slowly formed into an imposing manner that gave off a mountain-like pressure.

Finally, there was a martial artist at the peak of the 3rd level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage. From the looks of it, those 50 shadows were all at least at the 3rd level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage.

My god, an enemy with fifty levels higher than Ling Yan!

Ling Yan saw that this peak Third Stage Mortal Core warrior that he had transformed into was holding a sword and rapidly rushing towards him. He was not afraid; on the contrary, his heart was burning with a burning flame. This was an intense fighting spirit!

"400 points, I'll take you down first!"

The corner of Ling Yan's mouth curved up, revealing a savage smile. With a single movement of his feet, he closed in on the peak of the third level of the Mortal Nascent Soul Stage like a bolt of lightning.

"Crack!" The martial artist stretched out his sword, and a sharp sword light flew out, sweeping towards Ling Yan.

Ling Yan dodged with a Lightning Steps. Then, his figure bent down and his feet stepped on the ground. His body immediately slid across the ground, and then he suddenly swung his leg, striking towards the underside of a peak third level Mortal Core warrior!

The martial artist's reaction was also quite fast. He quickly retreated backwards, barely dodging Ling Yan's sweeping kick. During this period of time, he had slashed down with his sword!

Sword light flashed as cold air permeated everywhere!

After Ling Yan's cultivation had reached the early Second Stage of the Mortal Core realm, the power of his blood vitality had become increasingly thick. After Ling Yan's cultivation reached the early Second Stage of the Mortal Core realm, the power of his blood vitality had become increasingly thick.

"Rumble …" A ripple seemed to appear in front of the massive fist. A fist of wind!

The warrior turned around and blocked with his sword.

The martial artist's complexion changed and a shadow flashed in front of his eyes. With a bang, the body of a peak third level Mortal Core warrior was punched in the chest by Ling Yan. He was immediately sent flying and a mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth.

Staggering to the ground, before he could even react, Ling Yan had already appeared in front of him. His right foot lashed out like a whip, and at this time, how could a Mortal Core warrior at the peak of the third level possibly block Ling Yan's attack?

He was immediately sent flying with a kick, spitting out blood in the air.

Just as this peak Third Stage Mortal Core warrior was flying backwards and the middle door opened, Ling Yan's black eyes flashed and the corner of his mouth turned into a sneer. He turned his hand into a fist and a dazzling golden light appeared on Ling Yan's right index finger.

Lightning Finger!

"Chi ~" the golden light instantly pierced through the heart of the peak third level Mortal Core warrior. The martial artist's eyes widened, he had died!

At this moment, the fifty phantoms had completely materialized.

Come on, looking at so many enemies that are one realm higher than him, Ling Yan excitedly laughed out loud. His figure flashed, and he charged over like a fierce tiger that had just descended from the mountains …