Immortal Road.

Chapter 488 Identity Exchange, Kunshan Relies
"That's right! My name is Lin Shan, and I am the guardian of the Demon Cult! Wind and thunder surge, the devil descends upon the common people, dominating the nine states, and running rampant across the world!

Dao name: Ba, Tian! "

The young man in white suddenly came up with an idea. After all, it was just a pseudonym, so he brought out the title that he had always thought of but didn't dare to use, and felt ashamed to call out, and put it on Lin Shan's head!
"I wipe!"

Lin Shan's fingers trembled and his eyelids twitched wildly.

What the hell are you playing?
What a childish title! Even if you use my name as a pseudonym, at least choose a Taoist name seriously. What's with Batian?

"The domineering spirit soars to the sky,"

"The world is in turmoil."

"Today we should realize our ambitions and plans,"

"Wind and thunder rolling overlord!"

The young man in white shook his head, clapped his hands, and looked very proud.

This feeling of doing bad things under someone else's alias was an excitement he had never experienced in his entire life in Zixiao Sect.

The demon messenger.

No, it’s the guardian of the Demon Cult!
This title sounds very cool!
Don't underestimate him as a righteous and promising young man. He has been confined by his education and position since childhood, and has always taken it as his responsibility to eliminate evil and punish evil. However, he also has his own wild little beast in his heart, who wants to vent without any scruples and at will!
Now that I have the chance, how can I not show off my skills!
Elder Xiao from the outer sect of Zixiao Sect, who was struggling in another battle circle and was suppressed by Deputy Island Master Linyuzhai and could not raise his head, could not help feeling extremely speechless when he heard him shaking his head there.

We are holding on here, but you, instead of quickly dealing with that guy and coming to help, why are you still installing it?

What the hell are you pretending for?
"What the hell are you pretending to be!"

Lin Shan shouted angrily.

This guy has a seizure of his second-year syndrome, so it's fine. The problem is that you're the one having a seizure, so why should I take the blame?

When the news spread to the Song Dynasty, the entire cultivation world thought that he, the guardian of the evil cult, with the Taoist name of Batian, was extremely arrogant.

You can’t wash yourself clean even if you jump into the Yellow River!

"The remnants of the Black Lotus have committed many evil deeds, spread lies to confuse the people, and are shameless!"

Zhenren Jinglin also heard it and glanced over with a cold gaze, his eyes cutting like a knife.

"If you dare to take such a name, you will die a violent death sooner or later! In this case, after I finish off these two old guys, I will send you on your way to reincarnation, so as to avoid dirty ears!"

The young man in white shrank his head, his scalp numbing with the pricking of crisis, but for some reason, the excitement of exposing the shame of someone else's name made him tremble all over.

So cool!

Comfortable
Is this what it feels like to be a guardian of the Demon Cult?
Loved it!

"You die!"

Lin Shan gnashed his teeth in anger, feeling so ashamed that he wanted to dig his toes into the ground. This guy pretended to be him and had a chuunibyou syndrome, he deserved to die!
My Taoist name is Xun Gu, not some tyrant!
"big big big!"

A stick with a patterned and frosted feel was taken out. Under the surge of magic power, it grew to three meters in size. It was thick and long, and it was exactly the totem pole of the Moya tribe.

This is the most handy weapon that Lin Shan uses at the moment. It can be used for close combat and long-range attack, for blocking and defense, and is compatible with both physical and magical powers. When wielded, it's like Optimus Prime!
The young man in white and Protector Liang were startled by the noise and threw out their magic weapons to resist.

But head-on, how can a magic weapon compare with a totem pole made from the bones of an animal from the Nascent Soul stage?
"Ping-ling-pong."

Liang's magic weapon was directly shattered, and he took this opportunity to narrowly dodge, feeling extremely heartbroken.

"My magic weapon!"

The young man in white had no time to take care of him. His halberd, which had just been raised, was deformed by the blow. The fork of the halberd bent and drooped down, turning into a plowshare!
The palms of the two men were numb from the shock, frightened by the ferocity of the pillar.

In the chaos below, Zuo Ning was leading his brothers to charge left and right, fighting bloody battles with the Black Lotus Sect disciples. They were all excited when they saw their own Jindan Zhenren showing his great power in the sky, suppressing the opponent with two against four.

Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good, it is true!
When I, the righteous, fight against the evil sect, I will surely crush them with ease and enforce justice on behalf of Heaven.

Especially after Liang Hufa’s magic weapon was broken, the fragments scattered all over the cave.

"Magic weapon fragments!"

The eyes of these young people lit up. For those in the Qi training stage, the fragments of magic weapons in the Golden Core stage were not just picking up trash, but a great opportunity.

They immediately scattered one by one, looking for places where the fragments were scattered.

Brother Ji was lying on top of Zuo Ning, giving orders enthusiastically, why did he suddenly stop?
"What are you doing, kid? Do you see that fat guy from the Black Lotus Sect in front of you? Go and beat him up!"

"Senior, there are fragments of magic weapon over there!"

"What kind of rubbish is this? Why are you picking it up? Go and fight like I say!"

Zuo Ning originally wanted to go scavenging, but Brother Ji was pressing down on him, and Lin Shan had assigned him to protect him from any mishap, so he had no choice but to do as he was told with a bitter face, and go fight with an elite disciple in the late stage of Qi training ahead.

The battle below was in full swing. The girls from Linyuzhai were moaning and sweating profusely. Various veils were fluttering in the wind. If you didn't look carefully, you would think they were dancing in a group.

However, with the corpses constantly falling to the ground and the blood on their bodies, it has a unique heroic look, forming one beautiful landscape after another.

The battle in the air continues.

Lin Shan got ruthless and fought one against two, swinging the totem pole so that the two men couldn't raise their heads. No matter what moves you use, they can't withstand his force that can break them all.

In addition, the Ming Snake Demon Formation is like a ring around his body, with ten Jindan stage Ming Snakes connected head to tail, so there is no need to worry about defense.

Before Liang Hufa's magic loach could exert its strength, it was hit to death by a stick and fell into the crowd below, twitching a few times and dying. The magic fire was also entangled by Lin Shan's nether ghost fire, black and green entangled, and was gradually corroded.

The quality of their magic fire is similar, but because Lin Shan's soul power is more powerful, it is reflected in the flame-level confrontation and he has the advantage.

The young man in white was holding the deformed plowshare in his hand, which had been bent into several sections by the totem pole.

He still refused to give up. While resisting, he also cast spells with his hands, using his unique skills of wind and thunder.

Bolts of lightning struck from the sky one after another from tricky angles. His precise control and flexible movements were enough to show the mastery of thunder by this true disciple of Zixiao Sect.

Lin Shan didn't care at all, although he felt inferior to the others, but a small needle on his head was spinning around, absorbing all the thunder and then releasing it in a semicircle like a blue water curtain.

This is the lightning rod!

The spoils obtained from Taoist Qingji are mid-grade magic weapons, which are specially used to deal with the thunder tribulation when breaking through the Nascent Soul stage. Now it is most suitable to deal with the young man in white.

This guy's left hand was spreading out with flashing lightning, and his right hand was pointing towards this side to drive a strong wind. Wherever it passed, the rocks were annihilated and the spells were dissolved.

Annihilate the strong wind.

The spiritual wind born from the heaven and earth was invisible and indestructible. Even the Ming Snake Demon Formation could not withstand the continuous blowing of this thing. However, Lin Shan also had a countermeasure. He took out a banana fan and fanned it directly against him!

Yunjiao drives the magic fan.

It is made of cloud banana from the sky, and its characteristic is that it can blow away all invisible things and blow back visible things!
When the wind from the opposite side was blowing, Lin Shan would use his fan to blow it away!

The young man in white was confused and dumbfounded.

What kind of people are these!
It’s bad enough that you’re impersonating me, Lei Fengzi, but why are you restraining me everywhere?

It is both a lightning rod and a palm-leaf fan.

Are you targeting me specifically?

He couldn't help but let his mind run wild, and began to secretly recall who his enemies were since he was a child, and where this young man's golden elixir came from.
Unable to figure it out, he simply sent a message secretly:
"Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"

Lin Shan was beating the two men. He had no intention of hiding his weakness anymore and planned to teach them a lesson, especially the young man in white. He was determined to beat him so hard that even his mother wouldn't recognize him!
As a result, when he heard the secret message, he reacted immediately.

Am I pretending to be you?

Suddenly I realized that this guy was so proficient in wind and thunder, could he really be the alias I had been creating?
Lei Fengzi of Zixiao Sect!

I actually met the real boss today!
Lin Shan was shocked. He really couldn't have imagined that in such a remote place like Nanman, and in such a secluded cave as the Black Lotus Sect's branch, he would meet the real Lei Fengzi from the Zixiao Sect!

However, what puzzled him even more was why this guy was wearing his vest?
"Why are you pretending to be me?"

In his understanding, even if Lei Fengzi came to Nanman, he should have been suppressing bandits. Why did he infiltrate the Black Lotus Sect and do what he wanted?

Is he also looking for ancient rhyme?
He couldn't help but think about that, because Lei Fengzi's appearance was too coincidental, and he was exactly following the path he had expected, and the key was that he was using his own vest!
Who wouldn’t think divergently in this situation?

The young man in white, Lei Fengzi, was quick-witted and reacted immediately after hearing this.

Am I pretending to be you?

How could I not understand this? The person in front of me was clearly the real guardian of the Demon Cult, Lin Shan!

The first time I pretended to be someone else, I ran into the real person!
It seems that the two of them exchanged identities.

Li Kui met Li Gui, Li Gui met Li Kui!
Those who came from the righteous way to suppress bandits became bandits, and those who came from the evil way to lurk in the bandits became suppressing bandits!

"I"

The young man in white, Lei Fengzi, almost vomited blood!

I was actually treated as a bandit and targeted by the remnants of a demon cult. How did things develop to this point?
Meanwhile, Zhenren Jinglin next to her was still performing steadily, pressing forward step by step, with one hand swaying left and right like a fish fin. Bits of blue light were leaking out of Protector Wang and Elder Xiao's bodies, being absorbed by her and then blessed and fed back to her own wish wheel.

This magical power of absorbing moisture from the enemy's body is extremely vicious. The two elders watched as their flesh shriveled up and their skin became wrinkled and lost its elasticity and luster.

When they wanted to absorb moisture from the air, they found that Master Jinglin had already used his magical powers to absorb all the water spirit in the vicinity!
The two of them hurriedly took water from the storage bags to replenish their water, but the water was sucked away before it entered their mouths. This kind of water-based magical power is very overbearing and can affect the local vitality of heaven and earth. It is probably from someone else.

While fighting, Master Jinglin was looking at Lin Shan at the same time, and was not surprised at all when he found that he easily suppressed the two of them.

How could a young Jindan not be capable?

Besides, even if he is not capable, isn’t there still the young master of the Peacock Clan?
Master Jinglin lowered his head and took care of the battlefield while Brother Ji was pulling Zuo Ning's hair with his claws, still cursing at him in frustration.

"How many times have I told you that when the enemy attacks, don't try to dodge by rolling over. Can't you just stand up and take the attack?"

Zuo Ning cried and complained: "I can't take it, I can only roll over!"

"You're useless! You can't even use the Earth Fortress Technique!"

Brother Ji flapped his wings and flew up above his head. A huge demonic aura flashed by, and the disciples of Lin Yu Zhai and the Black Lotus Sect around him were startled!
Fortunately, Brother Ji was just disappointed with the younger generation, but he had no intention of intervening in the battlefield of the younger generation. Instead, he directly used his demon consciousness to teach them the method!

The so-called "the demon's knowledge passes on the law."

That is, through the demon consciousness, the true meaning of some pictures would flow through the soul and be transmitted to Zuo Ning's mind, helping him to practice thousands of times, so that he could quickly master a skill.

"This is the innate skill I awakened during my Qi training period. Kunshan, I have already passed it on to you. Now is your chance to practice it in actual combat!"

"See that little potato from the Black Lotus Sect in front of you on the left? That's him! Hit him hard!"

"Remember to learn how to release the force after the collision, and shake it to avoid excessive damage to your shoulder!"

Zuo Ning had been under Brother Ji's command, and at this moment he obeyed him subconsciously. He suddenly bumped into him with his right shoulder from an angle!

The short Little Potato from the Black Lotus Sect had no time to react and was directly knocked away by a Kunshan Kung Fu, with his meridians and bones broken. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Zuo Ning was overjoyed!

I didn't expect that Brother Ji could use his demon consciousness to pass on his magic, and once it went through special meridians, it could actually achieve an effect that even physical cultivators couldn't achieve!
If I learn physical training as well, wouldn't this move be invincible at the same level?
"What are you standing there for? You're using your shoulder to charge, hurting the enemy by a thousand and yourself by eight hundred. You need to use a backswing to release the force. Where's your final move?"

Brother Ji’s voice came from above his head. Zuo Ning really felt that what he had just done was only a flash in the pan. Now his shoulder was burning with pain. He quickly shook it up and down frantically to relieve the force, and he felt much better immediately.

"Don't stop, strike while the iron is hot, and continue to find people to practice with. Do you see that lame middle-aged demon behind you on the right? Use Kunshan to hit him!"

Brother Ji’s voice was not concealed, and everyone in the area knew that he was a big boss of the demon clan, who was specifically there to escort Zuo Ning.

The lame middle-aged man from the Black Lotus Sect also heard it. He was so scared that he trembled all over and immediately turned around and ran away!

The limping leg suddenly healed!

Zuo Ning had no choice but to choose other targets.

The situation in the air battle became clearer.

Master Jinglin moved calmly, with progressive steps, and slowly pressed forward. Dharma Protector Wang and Elder Xiao were only concerned with defense and didn't even have a chance to attack.

Lin Shan dealt with Lei Fengzi and Liang Hufa with ease.

Protector Liang couldn't break the defense at all, and he couldn't even do anything about a ghost fire from the underworld. Soul power is the fuel of soul fire, and the more vigorously it burns, the greater its power. This guy's magic fire is almost corroded.

Both the thunder and wind of Lei Fengzi were restrained by the lightning rod and Yun Jiao's magic fan. His own magic power was not as strong as Lin Shan's, so he could not pose a threat to Lin Shan.

Instead it’s Lin Shan’s good guy.

The thick and long Moya totem pole can not only grow bigger and rot when it hits them, but it can also condense a six-pointed starlight seal. Its long-range power is even more powerful. Even the two of them couldn't stop it together, and they all vomited blood and got injured.

In addition, the other side was also beaten to a hopeless state. Lei Fengzi couldn't help but feel like retreating. He felt that this branch of the Black Lotus Sect was doomed, and he might as well escape first and then seize the opportunity to find a second branch.

(End of this chapter)