In the lively mountain forest, two corpses were lying on the ground. Their heads were cut off and rolled to the side, blood was flowing from their necks up to this point. Their corpses did not have any wounds, indicating that they were unprepared and killed.

Lin Xing stood at the side, his eyes glinting with a cold light. His face was expressionless and emotionless. In truth, he had already become numb from killing so many people in such a short period of time.

Although these people were from the Ghost sect, which had a blood feud with him, they had all been fresh lives before.

However, there wasn't much guilt in his heart, only numbness.

He shook his head and quickly calmed himself down, returning to his normal state of mind. His heart was numb and cold-blooded, almost corroding his mind because of this. This was not a good omen.

He didn't want to become a Berserk Demon that only knew how to kill and kill.

After calming his mind, his expression changed from cold-blooded to cold. He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. Then, he picked up two bloody heads and ran towards another direction in search of his next target.

By this point, he had thirty-two heads in his soul cave, and the target he had set for himself was fifty heads, which was still a bit off.

As for the rest, he believed that Ye Feihua would have a way to get it.

That merciless woman was no pushover. Whether it was strength or intelligence, she was much stronger than ordinary people.

Quan Li and a group of Heaven Sect disciples stood at a certain location.

Opposite them, there were also eighteen Yin Master School disciples. Both sides seemed to be discussing something, each one of them looked very gloomy and angry.

"Miss Quan, is this true? The one who suffered a thousand cuts from Lin Xing killed two people from my Yin Master School? " One of them roared, and when he saw Quan Li nod, he immediately clenched his fists.

"This Lin Qi is getting more and more audacious. If we don't behead him in public, it will be hard to quell the anger of the crowd." The other members of the Sky Sect shouted in anger as well.

"Behead them all? How can that be enough, I will pull his body out, refine his soul, and let him experience purgatory torture for all his life. " The Yin Master School disciples who had spoken earlier narrowed their eyes and let out cold glints that were as sharp as blades.

"Is that true?" When I hear it in my ears, I get a little scared. "

A clear and melodious voice of a youth sounded out, causing everyone to immediately feel as though they were facing a great enemy. Not too far away on the left, a graceful youth appeared out of nowhere.

"It's you …"

When they saw Lin Que's appearance, the fire of anger was burning in their chests.

"That's right, it's me. I'm here to collect the heads." Lin Xing said in a casual tone.

"Arrogant, I'll definitely make you lose to me in life and death."

A person from the Yin Master Sect shouted. With a wave of his sleeve, all the disciples from the Dark World charged towards Lin Qi, instantly arriving in front of him. All sorts of spells from the Dark Master School came crashing down on him.

Quan Li and the other disciples of the Heaven Sect were all dazzled. With so many Dao Division disciples attacking at the same time, even if Lin Xing didn't die, he would still be crippled.

However, in the next moment, their eyes went wide with shock. Who would've thought that the disciples of the underworld would see Lin Xing's body change the moment they activated their spell?

An ancient aura descended from the heavens and enveloped everyone. The aura was both ancient and powerful, making people feel as if they were in its presence. It was as if giant beasts with a physique comparable to that of mountains were appearing everywhere.

The Underworld Sect disciples who had rushed over immediately felt as if there was a mountain pressing down on their heads. The magic that had just been launched into the air had all been pushed back and dissipated, unable to bear the pressure as they sat down on the ground.

"Swish …"

At the same time, Lin Xing's eyes flashed with a cold light. He activated the Luan Ice Thorn and began a crazy slaughter of this group of people.

At that very moment, the disciples of the underworld sect saw the two people in front of them and their heads separated from their bodies. They rolled down from their shoulders.

They wanted to fight back, but they couldn't move. They could only allow Lin Xing to slaughter them as he wished.

Screams sounded out one after another, causing Quan Li and the other disciples to feel a chill run down their spines.

How was this even the harmless looking youth from before? In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a god of death, and in a short period of time, he had beheaded all eighteen disciples of the Netherworld Sect.

Lin Qi waved his sleeve, and put all of the heads lying on the ground into his soul hole.

After that, he left without even looking at Quan Li.

In reality, Quan Li and the other disciples of the Heaven Rising Sect were dumbstruck. They were completely numb to it. The viciousness and power of Lin Xing had also shocked them to the extreme.

Staring at the eighteen headless corpses in front of them, their hairs stood on end and their hair stood on end.

These were the elite disciples of the Yin Master School. They originally came here for a treasure, but they died a horrible death. When the senior executives of the Yin Master Sect heard this news, they would burn the sky to ashes.

This wasn't just a matter of face for the Yin Master School, the most important thing was that these disciples were the future of the Yin Master Sect. Losing so many of them at once was a huge blow to the Yin Master Sect.

Lin Xing was also using his actions to tell the Yin Master School that this was the result of provoking him.

The scene changed and Lin Xing returned to the primitive mountain range.

From what Ye Feihua had said, the surrounding small altars were all being buried by the Sword Immortal's disciples. The deeper they went, the larger the altar became. This also showed the noble identity of the owner of the tomb.

In the center was the Sword Immortal's tomb.

Lin Qi rushed back to the center of the altar, and looked ahead. His eyes were filled with surprise, and his face turned slightly pale.

From the looks of it, Ye Feihua still hadn't returned. But the key point was that the eighteen heads that were originally on the altar had also disappeared.

"Ye Feihua lied to me." With a cold face, Lin Qi was burning with anger.

He had spent so much effort and killed so many people, but in the end, he discovered that he had been deceived, and this became a joke.

He believed that he had been on his guard at all times and had always been cautious, but Ye Feihua had always been cunning. He had come up with a story so meticulously that he actually believed it.

Thinking back now, Ye Feihua had claimed that this was a sword immortal's tomb, but he could not sense any sword intent. This was also his fault for being careless.

However, he was not satisfied. He did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked forward with flying speed.

His eyes immediately lit up as he flipped over a mountain. Within his vision was the image of Ye Feihua.

At this moment, Ye Feihua was standing on a small altar. He placed forty to fifty heads in a mysterious manner, and his hands were even forming strange seals.

Suddenly, a large amount of green light appeared in the sky. It was much brighter than before, and there were many things flickering within the green light.

Lin Xing let out a cold laugh and shot the icicle at Ye Feihua. He would not let Ye Feihua succeed so easily.