The old man's breath surged, his robes swelled, and his withered palms contained spiritual power.

He had a fake infant stage cultivation, and when he swung his palms, his aura was like a giant mountain pressing down on its top.

Bang~

His palm struck Lin Tian's fist impartially, making a scalp-numbing muffled sound.

original.

He thought he could knock Lin Tian away with one palm and capture him.

However, when the fists and palms were exchanged, he instantly felt the terrifying power coming to his body.

Unable to restrain himself, he flew back some distance.

Lin Tian opposite.

It was the same as usual, his body kicked away violently.

"Fake alchemy cultivation, the power is so terrifying! Who are you?"

The old man looked shocked, stared at Lin Tian, ​​and shouted.

only.

Lin Tian across from him seemed not to have heard the old man's words at all.

He punched out, and he was a little out of breath.

But his eyes were still a little red, and his whole body was glowing red, as if flames were bursting out, and his body exuded an extremely hot aura.

"pain……"

Lin Tian lowered his head. After breathing for a while, his eyes turned red again. He couldn't help but let out a roar, like a rampaging beast.

Um?

Is this an obsession?

When the old man saw Lin Tian's appearance, his eyes narrowed, he frowned, and shouted again: "I am the guardian of the supernatural world, Song Qianxing! Who are you? If you don't tell me, I can only kill you on the spot!"

However, Lin Tian opposite him seemed to be possessed.

He still had no reaction at all to Song Qianxing's words.

He covered his head and still roared in pain.

After hearing Song Qianxing's murderous words, he followed Huo Ran and looked up.

"kill!"

A cold voice burst out from Lin Tian's mouth, and every word contained endless killing intent.

next moment.

As soon as he stepped down, his whole body was like a bolt of lightning, blasting towards Song Qianxing.

At this time, Lin Tian felt like he couldn't control his body.

There seemed to be a violent and raging force in his body, making him unable to calm down.

It feels like being possessed!

In the body, violent heat, vows to kill, pain, etc. all want to be vented together.

In front of you.

He thought of it.

Only fight!

Only fighting!

"act recklessly!"

Song Qianxing's face was cold, and he shouted coldly. His aura became stronger, and he had an iron mace in his hand, which swept towards Lin Tian with a fierce surge of light.

Bang bang~

now.

Lin Tian was confused and confused. He did not draw his sword at all, but continued to fight Song Qianxing with his bare hands.

The fist and mace met, still making a muffled sound.

This also made Song Qianxing frightened for a while.

"How come this person's physical strength is so powerful!"

After several battles, Lin Tian failed to be defeated. Song Qianxing's expression became solemn and he said coldly to himself.

Although.

At this time, Lin Tian's fist was already covered in blood and flesh, and his appearance was a bit miserable.

During his fight with Song Qianxing, his body became even more scarred.

But, he really seemed to be obsessed with it.

He seemed not to feel the severe pain and injuries on his body at all.

Every time he was pushed back by Song Qianxing, and then he rushed forward without fear of death.

"Is this young man really Mohe Palace, or does he have another origin?"

Song Qianxing saw Lin Tian coming up again and again, with a look of surprise on his face.

at the same time.

He wanted to subdue Lin Tian, ​​but failed again and again.

A mere young man in the false elixir stage was so powerful that it was beyond his expectation.

"Since you can't capture it, you can't keep it!"

Song Qianxing took a deep breath of cold air, and then the iron mace in his hand shone brighter, and he hit Lin Tian hard.

There was a muffled sound, and Lin Tian's head spoke directly, and blood flew out.

The whole person flew out and hit the mountain wall of the underground space.

There was a muffled sound on the mountain wall, cracks appeared, and a huge depression was formed.

Lin Tian's body seemed to be falling apart.

There was blood all over his body, his skin was chapped, and there was no trace of his complete appearance.

But what Song Qianxing didn't expect was that Lin Tian still didn't fall.

It seemed like he wasn't injured at all.

Song Qianxing knew very well how fatal his blow to the head was.

at this time.

Lin Tian actually stood up with red eyes again.

"He's not even dead! What kind of magic has this person practiced?"

Song Qianxing's eyes widened, and he looked a little angry, and then shouted: "I don't have time to do ink with you. In this case, I can only throw you into the Tianyuan Pond!"

The words fell.

The mace in his hand swept out towards Lin Tian again.

There was a muffled sound.

Lin Tian was lifted into the air by him.

Whoosh~,

At this time, Song Qianxing swung the iron mace in his hand and pierced a mountain wall fiercely.

I saw a circle of runes on the mountain wall, which was full of weirdness and mystery.

The mace just penetrated into the middle of the circle of runes.

There was a crash and the runes suddenly lit up.

An invisible force suddenly swept up from the water pool here.

Lin Tian, ​​who was knocked into the air, was pulled directly into the pool as if he had been torn down.

A moment.

Lin Tian suddenly came to his senses.

But, at this moment, terrifying power swept through the pool, and he felt as if his body was about to shatter.

The water under the pool was like a crusher, ravaging his body.

Lin Tian was so injured that he couldn't bear it at all, and he passed out during the struggle.

And his whole body was like a duckweed, letting the water flow up and down and float across the ground.
To be continued...