"Bang!"

Above the space, a faint cracking sound was heard, and the twisted space above began to crack. A pungent and unpleasant odor spread, and then the entire space burst open.

The space burst directly, and violent energy roared out. A figure was instantly shaken up two hundred meters and heavily smashed onto the ground, spraying a mist of blood from his mouth.

"You…" As the energy dissipated and the violent aura drifted away, Mo TianWen looked up at the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing in the sky, unwillingness in his eyes as he closed them, a massive force already destroying his mind.

With Mo TianWen killed, the faces of the surrounding dozen elders instantly changed. The strength of the newcomer was so formidable that they looked at each other in horror, unsure of what to do.

At this moment, on JiuHua Mountain, over eight hundred disciples rushed down, with seventy to eighty people at the level of martial artists.

"Kill, spare none." Li Lin instructed the people of Flying Spirit Gate behind him.

"Kill, spare none."

Following Li Lin's words, a frenzied and fierce killing intent came from behind, with elders Chang Lei, Zheng Ying, and Chen XinJie leading the disciples of the sect in a charge.

The disciples of JiuHua Sect had just rushed down from the mountain top when they saw the imposing force of Flying Spirit Gate coming towards them. Looking at the group of elders, they found all the elders were retreating rapidly.

In an instant, the two sides collided, and attacks thunderously met.

Li Lin watched the whole scene. The disciples of JiuHua Sect outnumbered theirs by more than half and were much stronger. Although the disciples of Flying Spirit Gate were imposing, they definitely were not having an easy time. Although Li Lin wanted to use this slaughter to train the disciples of Flying Spirit Gate, it would not be worth it if the losses were too great.

Hesitating for a moment, Li Lin tapped his chest, and three rays of light instantly appeared.

"Roar roar…"

"Hiss hiss…"

Three rays of light rushed out, instantly transforming into three huge beasts: the Bloodthirsty Mantis, the Green Demon Python, and the Lightning Black Panther from Li Lin's space beast pouch.

With a thought from Li Lin, the three huge beasts were already stopping their killing, roaring continuously, and directly charging into the midst of JiuHua Sect's disciples.

"What huge beasts, it's the Bloodthirsty Mantis." "And the Lightning Black Panther, run, run fast."

With the appearance of the three huge beasts, many disciples of JiuHua Sect were immediately terrified.

"Hiss hiss!"

At this moment, the little dragon could not hold back any longer, roaring and instantly transforming into an eighty-plus meters size, like a bolt of lightning, instantly swallowing a JiuHua Sect martial artist.

"Roar roar…" With the Lightning Black Panther's huge body and incredible speed, it also instantly crushed two JiuHua Sect disciples, blood spraying everywhere.

The Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing had long known about the three beasts on Li Lin's body. Everything in Flying Spirit Gate naturally could not be hidden from him. Although he was surprised that Li Lin had so many beasts, he did not ask further.

At this moment, the figure of the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing moved swiftly, directly pouncing towards the strongest remaining elder of JiuHua Sect, a first-level Martial General.

"Go." Li Lin's hand imprints changed, and with a flash of light from his storage ring, three rays of light fell, revealing three puppets by his side: the Werewolf Puppet, the Iron Eagle, and the recently refined Puppet One.

The three puppets charged forward, their howling attacks thunderously striking out, turning the entire battlefield into chaos. As for the Sky Winged Snow Lion, it was circling high in the sky; Li Lin had already instructed it to take good care of Li XinTong.

"Bang bang…"

Puppet One advanced, leaving no opponent standing in its path. Under its ferocious power, four JiuHua Sect disciples were killed on the spot, emitting several miserable screams.

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"That's Elder Lei, that's Elder Lei."

The disciples of JiuHua Sect saw Puppet One, and their faces changed drastically. A JiuHua Sect elder with the cultivation of a third-level Martial Soul saw Puppet One and his face immediately changed.

But Puppet One had no reaction, its fist carrying a space-tearing sonic boom, directly blasting the third-level Martial Soul elder away, severely injuring him with one move.

"Die." The Soul Summoning Poison Commander snorted coldly, his hands gathering thousands of black lights, then piercing through space and rushing out, targeting the remaining first-level Martial General of JiuHua Sect.

With a difference of more than one level in realm, initiating a fight left no room for suspense. People of Li Lin's monstrous caliber were rare on the Spiritual Martial Continent, and only individuals like him possessed the strength to challenge beyond their level. Naturally, the first-level Martial General of JiuHua Sect was no match for the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing and was killed on the spot within moments.

At this time, the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing showed no intention of stopping. He was too lazy to act against average cultivators, targeting only those with Martial Soul cultivation.

His figure, ghost-like among the crowd, was as if in a realm of his own. In just a few blinks, another elder of JiuHua Sect at the Martial Soul level was instantly killed by the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing.

At this time, Li Lin did not make any move, just coldly standing at the edge, scanning the surroundings to prevent any sudden incidents. It didn't matter if ordinary disciples of JiuHua Sect wanted to flee, but at least the stronger members of JiuHua Sect could not be allowed to escape.

With the addition of the little dragon, the Bloodthirsty Mantis, the Green Demon Python, the Lightning Black Panther, and the three puppets, although the disciples of Flying Spirit Gate were outnumbered and outmatched in strength, their momentum was unstoppable. The disciples of JiuHua Sect had no will to resist, their morale shattered, and their strength greatly reduced. They could not compare to the Flying Spirit Gate disciples, who were now ferocious as wolves and tigers.

With the beasts' continuous roaring and their formidable physical bodies taking advantage in the melee, the situation was one-sided. Continuous screams from JiuHua Sect disciples ended with them dying on the spot.

Seeing such a turn of events, the remaining few elders of JiuHua Sect finally realized how terrifying Flying Spirit Gate was at this moment. In panic, seeing the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing fiercely killing in the sky, they shouted: "I surrender, surrender."

With the first one surrendering, many others quickly reacted, also throwing down their weapons to surrender, daring not to make a move.

All of them looked ashen. With their Sect Master dead and the elders powerless to retaliate, they had no means to resist.

"Spare me, Elder Dong."

At this moment, Li Lin suddenly noticed the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing was about to kill a young man and a middle-aged man. From their auras, one seemed to have reached the sixth level of Spiritual Master, and the other seemed to be at the level of Spiritual Soul.

As soon as Li Lin finished speaking, he quickly moved to the side of the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing. The young man, appearing to be in his late twenties, was pale-faced. In front of the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing, he had already felt the breath of death. The middle-aged man, dressed in a fine robe, with large eyes and a broad forehead, had a certain air of dignity. Both of them, being Spiritual Masters, naturally knew how terrifying the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing was.

"Would you two be willing to surrender and join my Flying Spirit Gate?" Li Lin looked at the two Spiritualists. Spiritualists are important for every force, and since there were no Spiritualists in Flying Spirit Gate yet, Li Lin naturally did not want to let these two go, as some matters cannot do without Spiritualists.

"We are not people of JiuHua Sect, we are just visiting elders of JiuHua Sect. Please let us go," the pale-faced young man said timidly, glancing at Li Lin, seemingly unwilling to join Flying Spirit Gate.

"Ungrateful." Before the young man could finish speaking, a cold shout came. Li Lin's expression changed instantly, his Qi vibrating violently and bursting out. A dazzling yellowish-brown palm light surged out almost instantly.

"Bang!"

The palm print, like lightning, pierced through the spatial airflow barrier, instantly hitting the young man's chest.

"Pfft…"

The young man spat out a jet of blood, being so close, it's very difficult for a Spiritualist to contend with a martial artist. In terms of cultivation and strength, Li Lin, as a martial artist, was also at the peak of the sixth level of Martial Master, not below this young Spiritual Master. The young man had not expected Li Lin to turn hostile and strike so quickly, especially under the psychological pressure from the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing, he was utterly powerless to resist.

The young man was instantly sent flying dozens of meters, spitting out another mouthful of blood and struggling a few times but failing to get up, his eyes filled with shock at this moment.

"And you, would you be willing to join my Flying Spirit Gate?" Li Lin then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, his eyes shooting out a cold intent, clearly indicating immediate execution if refused.

"I am willing, willing." The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, having seen the fate of the young man. The youth in front of him was ruthless, and he dared not refuse, especially with a Spiritual Commander present, making escape impossible.

"Good, you will not regret this decision," Li Lin said, his cold demeanor quickly replaced by a slight smile, his ability to change his expression was indeed swift.

"Swallow this Blood Dissolving Bone Eroding Pill, and I will give you the antidote in a year." Without waiting for Li Lin to speak, the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing handed a pill to the middle-aged man, his eyes gleaming coldly.

The middle-aged man had no courage to refuse, from the moment he agreed to join Flying Spirit Gate, he was destined to have no power to resist, and helplessly swallowed the pill handed over by the Soul Summoning Poison Commander Dong WuMing.

"Bang bang bang…"

In the distance, a series of explosive sounds echoed, under Li Lin's influence, the disciples of Flying Spirit Gate had unconsciously adopted Li Lin's style, each one bloodthirsty and ruthless, fully exerting their strength at this moment, with the disciples of JiuHua Sect having no choice but to be slaughtered.