Chapter 1368 Test

Jiang Zhengming didn't know why Lin Ye appeared here, and he dared to say to them so blatantly.

"You are also a disciple of the Holy Beast Sect? It's so presumptuous to collide with you like this! Is there any part of your conversation here? Take him down!"

Above the square, an elder in the realm of Hedao said sternly.

Jiang Zhengming next to him quickly said to him: "Elder Feng, this guy is the cultivator of the Jueqing Sect!"

"What! He is that guy? Then why did he appear here? And he dared to appear in front of us like this. As expected, the monks of the Jueqing Sect are so arrogant!"

How could Feng Mohuo allow a monk from the Innocent Sect to be rampant in front of them? He raised his hand and signaled to the people around him.

"Go and catch him. Let him try this punishment first."

After Feng Mohuo said that, he stood up beside him and then a cultivator of Void Refining went straight to Lin Ye above.

In their eyes, Lin Ye is just a monk in the late stage of infant transformation, so there is no need to worry too much.

Jiang Zhengming, who knew Lin Ye's strength, stood by and watched all this without saying much.

Thinking of what happened before, he himself didn't want to go up there.

It would be better if Feng Mohuo took action now. Although he knew that the Void Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation sent by Feng Mohuo might not be Lin Ye's opponent, it didn't matter. If Fang Zheng lost to this person, Feng Mohuo would naturally not sit idly by.

The Holy Beast Sect cultivator flying into the sky, named Zhou Xing, is Feng Mohuo's disciple, and he is also a very weak existence in the early stage of refining Void Refining.

"It's the first time I've encountered a monk from Jueqing Sect. I'll use you to try my newly refined magic weapon."

Zhou Xing said that, and took out a feather fan from his sleeve, waved it gently, and a blue wind spiraled towards Lin Ye.

This magic weapon is obviously not an ordinary class. As soon as the blue wind appeared, it caused the wind around. As the whistling sounded, ordinary disciples in the square trembled slightly.

When dealing with a baby-transformed monk, he also took out this newly refined magic weapon, and even Zhou Xing felt that he looked down on him a little too much.

Feng Mohuo below also had a hint of displeasure on his face, as if he was a little slow and dissatisfied with Zhou Xing.

He is just a baby monk, and he should have won it in an instant. What's the point of doing?

The green wind was like a wind beast with a bloody mouth, and it opened its mouth and swallowed Lin Ye alive.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Holy Beast Sect stopped talking. What else should they say if they have a clear result of cultivation?

Everyone present was waiting. The scene where Lin Ye was taken between the stone pillars was only clear that Jiang Zhengming and Chen Wusheng were not moved.

In the air, seeing the blue wind blowing was about to fall on him, Lin Ye took out a piece of tortoise shell from his arms with his back hand.

This is exactly what he got from Wanlihuang. At this moment, facing the monks of the Holy Beast Sect, he also wanted to try its power.

"Wan Lihuang said it nicely, but what is he thinking?"

Lin Ye raised his hand and shot out the somewhat thin tortoise shell and flew away in front of him.

He wanted to see where the bottom line of Wanlihuang would be.

The tortoise shell that flew out, before it hit the green wind, a roar came out.

It was from the roar of Xuan Ruiling Beast. This small tortoise shell contained part of the soul body of Xuan Ruiling Beast.

Once the action was taken, the power of the spiritual beast inside burst out.

At the peak of the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Rui Ling Beast, it was a spiritual beast in the Mingshen realm. Even if there is only a part of the power in this tortoise shell, its power cannot be underestimated.

The roar was like a pouring flood, rushing directly into the wind, sweeping the true energy inside.

Above the tortoise shell, a palm-sized Xuan Ruiling Beast appeared and hit Zhou Xing's chest directly.

"What's this!"

Zhou Xing watched his magic weapon power be broken, and before the shock could subside, he rushed up by the tortoise shell.

The phantom of the palm-sized spirit beast flew out with four claws, instantly tearing open his flesh and blood.

Zhou Xing had no time to deal with it, so he was seriously injured by it.

"The monks of Jueqing Sect are indeed despicable!"

Feng Mohuo reacted first, but by this time, Zhou Xing was already injured.

Seeing this, he could only take action immediately and save Zhou Xing first. After all, he was his disciple. If something happened, he would be embarrassed in front of the disciples of the entire Holy Beast Sect.

While shouting and scolding, Feng Mohuo had already flew into the air.

Zhou Xing was grabbed by his right hand and placed it directly behind him. He raised his left hand to deal with the flying tortoise shell.

"die!"

Feng Mohuo let out a deep voice, and the power of the Hedao Realm burst out instantly.

A circle of green ripples swept away from him, blocking the area around him several feet.

As soon as the tortoise shell that flew over came into it, it seemed as if it was entangled by something, and slowly stopped and was bound in the air.

"This is his artistic conception field. After all, he is a monk of Hedao, so it is not easy to continue."

When Lin Ye saw the appearance of this artistic conception field, he also knew the strength of the visitor. As soon as he closed his fingers, the tortoise shell that flew back into his hand like a meteor.

"You can let him go first now. I don't have much time, so don't bother me."

Lin Ye raised his hand and said to Huang Yuan below.

"The guys from Jueqing Sect are indeed all virtues. What do you think you are, and you dare to act here!"

Seeing that he was doing it, this guy looked arrogant, as if he was a Nascent Soul monk in front of him.

Feng Mohuo was completely angered by Lin Ye's arrogant behavior. He threw Zhou Xing down and disappeared from the spot by teleportation.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye immediately turned around and slapped his palm back. The power of his bloodline body floated on the surface, wrapping Lin Ye's body in it.

"Dong!"

A muffled sound rang after parting, and Feng Mohuo's body was colliding with Lin Ye's palm.

However, he was not injured, he just paused his movements.

"After all, he is a monk of Hedao, this artistic conception field is really hard to deal with."

While Lin Ye was thinking in his heart, he forced his true energy to fight the pressure around him.

In fact, Lin Ye's palm did not touch Feng Mohuo. Layers of invisible power enveloped his body. The surrounding artistic conception area was the direct reason for trapping him.

"Boy, your magic weapon is that no matter how powerful it is, can you resist these things? Go and die!"

Feng Mohuo raised his hands and the surrounding power immediately gathered in his hands.

A vague sword shadow appeared in his hand, and the next second the sword shadow slashed directly at Lin Ye in front of him.
Chapter completed!