Chapter 350 What Is the Purpose?

"What are you doing?"

Just as the zombie ran towards Master Tingyu, Master Tingyu saw Tian Lin, who had escaped, running towards him.

He couldn't believe that Tian Lin came to save him, but what other explanation was there?

However, before he felt touched, he saw Tian Lin pulled out a dagger.

"Smelly boy, are you going to kill me?"

Master Tingyu didn't feel scared at this time, but his mind was full of confusion.

Just as Tian Lin wanted to kill him at any time, he also wanted to get rid of Tian Lin at any time.

What puzzled him was that Tian Lin didn't need to do it himself. As long as he left himself here, the zombie would eat him.

But what's the benefit of Tian Lin risking coming back to kill himself?

"This world suppresses your physique and cultivation, but it doesn't make sense that your blood will also change, right? Let's do an experiment!"

After Tian Lin finished speaking, the dagger had cut Master Tingyu's finger.

In an instant, golden blood flowed from the old man's finger.

Tian Lin took a little of the old man's blood and shot out the spiritual energy that was finally filled in the first meridian.

The spiritual energy wrapped in the old man's blood hit the zombie rushing over at a very fast speed.

Tian Lin used the Infinite Finger, which was powerful in itself and directly knocked the jumping zombie to the ground.

If it were just the power of the Infinite Finger, it would not be enough to make the zombie lose its action.

But the Infinite Finger plus the blood of the Nascent Soul strongman was enough to completely suppress the zombie.

Seeing that the zombie did not get up again, Tian Lin said: "It really works!"

Master Tingyu sat up and laughed: "The Nascent Soul realm is not in vain, after all, it is effective."

But before he could be proud, the figure of the second zombie appeared at the entrance of the village in a trance.

Master Tingyu was no longer so scared at this moment.

Although his Nascent Soul blood was diluted a lot, it was enough to suppress these evil spirits.

At this time, he not only had the idea of ​​suppressing the evil spirit, but also had the ambition to take treasures from the evil spirit.

He was a powerful Yuanying, so he naturally saw that the ropes hanging the zombies were treasures.

If he could get the ropes, even if he lost his cultivation, he would not be powerless to fight back when facing ordinary wandering souls.

"Run!"

Tian Lin did not have such courage!

He had a hard time gathering a little spiritual energy from eating fruits, and could only send out the infinite finger once.

Without the magical power of the infinite finger, even if there was Yuanying blood, it was almost impossible to shoot the jumping zombie.

At this time, Tian Lin could not help but think more about it. He grabbed the wrist of the real person Tingyu and dragged the real person Tingyu to catch up with the large group.

Those mortals were surprised at Tian Lin's physical strength and running speed. Seeing that Tian Lin could still walk briskly while dragging an old man.

In a hurry, several people reached out to pull Tian Lin, wanting Tian Lin to take them with him.

But all these people, whether old or young, women or children, were slapped away by Tian Lin with one hand.

It is foreseeable that those who run slowly will eventually become food for zombies. And the existence of these "foods" can also help Tian Lin and others buy time to escape.

After half an hour, only those few cultivators can run.

Even as strong as Tian Lin is now out of breath and can no longer run.

He looked back and could no longer see any mortals following him.

Looking ahead, he could no longer see the figures of Langguan and other cultivators.

"Take a break! I don't think those zombies will catch up. What we need to pay more attention to now is the wandering evil spirits in this forest!"

"Wandering evil spirits?"

Tian Lin looked at the old man and said, "Since you are a Yuanying cultivator, you can always set up a formation, right? Use your Yuanying blood to draw a formation, and you will definitely keep us safe for the night."

Tingyu Zhenren's face fell, and he said, "Without spiritual energy, how much blood do you need to carve a formation with my blood?"

He was short of food, and his own blood was also severely depleted.

Bleeding him at this time would be like killing him.

"This world is constantly weakening the physical fitness of cultivators! Wait a few more years, and your blood will be no different from that of ordinary people.

If you don't bleed more now, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Tian Lin dug out a bowl from somewhere, grabbed Tingyu Zhenren's hand, and pressed the dagger on the back of Tingyu Zhenren's hand.

Tingyu Zhenren's face changed drastically, but he was powerless to stop Tian Lin at this time, and could only watch Tian Lin cut a hole in his hand.

Instantly, a large amount of blood flowed into the small bowl, and soon the small bowl was filled with blood.

When Tian Lin put down the bowl, Master Tingyu quickly sucked the wound to avoid wasting blood.

But in order to suck the wound, his mouth was occupied, and he could not scold Tian Lin.

He could only watch Tian Lin disappear in front of him with the bowl in his hand.

It was already evening, and it was dark around and difficult to see anything.

Tian Lin only walked two or three feet away and disappeared in front of Master Tingyu.

Master Tingyu was very anxious. He was afraid that Tian Lin would abandon him at this time, so he could only move his mouth away from his hand and shouted at the dense forest: "Smelly boy, where are you going?"

But what responded to Master Tingyu was one or two ghost cries, and the ghost cries scared Master Tingyu and shut up immediately.

After all, he is no longer a Yuanying cultivator now, and ordinary wandering souls are also a threat to him.

"I'm going to find medicine for you!"

Just when Master Tingyu was hesitant, Tian Lin came back to him at some point.

Tian Lin spat out a piece of green leaf chewed from some unknown leaf from his mouth, and the green leaf was applied to the hand of Master Tingyu. In an instant, Master Tingyu's wound was restored to its original state.

Master Tingyu was shocked: "What kind of precious medicine is this?"

Tian Lin was silent. What kind of precious medicine is this? It's just a rejuvenation technique.

Tian Lin had gone out and eaten some fruits before, and now he has recovered some spiritual energy.

At this time, he still has two newly picked Shengyuan fruits in his arms!

The spiritual energy produced by this fruit is more than all the fruits eaten in the past few days; the only drawback is that this kind of fruit only exists in places with many evil spirits.

Tian Lin has recovered some spiritual energy at this time, and he saw him holding a bowl, using his hand as a pen to dip into the blood in the bowl to set up the formation.

A simple evil-repelling formation is not difficult to set up, thanks to Master Tingyu's blood. Otherwise, where would Tian Lin find the stone for engraving the formation?

"I think Langguan and his men will definitely come back during the day to gather the scattered Huahualang."

Tian Lin sat in the formation, leaning against the tree trunk.

"When they come back during the day, I wonder how many mortals will survive? I think the mortals who can't stick together may not survive tonight!"

Tingyu Zhenren now feels safe and begins to analyze rationally: "The Immortal Sword lets us into this world, it can't be to torture and kill us, right?

If it really has this purpose, why would it go through all this trouble?

And can an Immortal Sword really create such a real world? I think there must be someone else who really created this world. So what is this person's purpose?"