There was no emotion in his cold words. Ling Lin looked at Bei Gonghao who was about to leave, with a hint of scarlet in his eyes.
At the same time, a huge pressure swept out. The thick and vicious aura in the pressure was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, lying in front of everyone. Although most of this pressure was radiated towards Bei Gonghao.
Go, but the monks around him still felt it more or less.
"Bang."
As soon as the pressure rose, a sound of an object falling to the ground was heard. It turned out that the beautiful woman next to Bei Gonghao couldn't bear Ling Lin's powerful pressure, and her mind was suddenly severely damaged, and she fell unconscious on the ground with a pale face.
The pressure dispersed, and the surrounding area fell into a brief silence. Then a cry of surprise suddenly sounded.
"This...is the pressure just now!"
Lin Que'er looked at Ling Lin with a pale face. She didn't expect that this handsome young man would turn into such a terrifying existence in the blink of an eye. The ferocious aura in that pressure made it hard for her to imagine what the hands of the young man in front of her were filled with.
How much blood was consumed.
"hiss!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden gasp of cold air from all around. The evil aura before was too strong, even they on the second level could clearly feel it, and even some monks in the innate realm were forced to
I have not left Qianbao Pavilion. Now, although the pressure is not as strong as before, the aura is exactly the same. And the reason why it is not as strong as before is probably because most of it was borne by this unlucky guy.
After the shock, the monks around him immediately turned their attention to Bei Gonghao, but there was no doubt that there was a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
"It's not good for this unlucky guy to rob anyone, but he wants to rob this horrible young man. He must be tired of living a long life after eating arsenic." A monk murmured secretly, gloating.
Bei Gonghao's reputation was really bad. Seeing that he was going to be unlucky, many monks felt refreshed. However, when their eyes caught sight of Ling Lin, their pupils couldn't help but shrink.
The dozens of low-grade spiritual stones thrown out by Bei Gonghao seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and stopped in mid-air.
"Go get it back." Ling Lin's cold eyes looked at the red wind tiger skin in Bei Gonghao's hand, and then he said to the middle-aged man beside him.
Unlike others, when he felt the coercion emanating from Ling Lin, the middle-aged man's first reaction was excitement. He knew that Ling Lin was finally going to take action. The young man in front of him not only had a close relationship with Qianbao Zhenren
His appearance, and the most important thing is that his own strength is also quite terrifying. Compared with him, Beigong Hao is nothing, and he still wants to steal other people's things. He simply doesn't know how to write the word "death"!
At this time, when the middle-aged man heard Ling Lin's words, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. Then, he looked at Bei Gonghao, who looked pale under Ling Lin's pressure, and immediately stopped hesitating. He took a step forward and walked towards
Bei Gonghao strode over.
"Is Beigong Hao awesome? Is the Beigong family awesome? Just an ancestor of the Dongxu Realm who is about to die, dare to be so arrogant. This time he finally offended someone he shouldn't have offended." The middle-aged man walked away.
He muttered, with a high-spirited expression in his expression. And although his voice was very low, almost talking to himself, it was still clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
"You!..." Bei Gonghao's pale face instantly turned into the color of pig liver after hearing this. At this time, almost all of Ling Lin's pressure was poured on him. This was an unimaginable huge force.
Pressure. If he hadn't been able to cultivate enough, he would have been seriously injured in an instant. Even so, at this time, his mind was focused on contending with the terrifying pressure. Seeing that he was still like this just now,
The ant-like middle-aged man proudly took the Red Wind Tiger Skin from his hand and muttered something, and suddenly his lungs exploded with anger. However, immediately after, this trace of anger turned into fear.
.
"The Beigong family?" Ling Lin said indifferently. At this time, a figure suddenly flashed through his mind. "That guy." Ling Lin murmured, "Beigong Yi, isn't he a member of the Beigong family?
?I wonder what happened to the big man named Yu Fang."
Although he had only met Yu Fang a few times, the story between him and Bei Gongyi still left an impression on Ling Lin. At this time, when he looked at Bei Gonghao in front of him, he suddenly thought of Yu Fang and Bei Gongyi.
.
"It seems that the Beigong family is indeed not a good thing." Ling Lin whispered. However, this whisper sounded like a devil's voice to Beigong Hao's ears.
With cold eyes, Ling Lin took a step forward, and the overwhelming pressure poured down. In mid-air, the dozens of low-grade spiritual stones exploded into pieces of powder under the horrified eyes of everyone. The surrounding spiritual energy was in this
It suddenly became a little stronger. However, at this moment, Bei Gonghao stared at Ling Lin in shock. Seeing the flash of scarlet in Ling Lin's cold eyes, he suddenly screamed.
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"Senior, please forgive me. This junior didn't mean to offend. I can offer you treasures to apologize to seniors." Beigong Hao said quickly while trembling. After so many years of looting, he still has some good treasures in his hands. Although he is reluctant to part with them, he still has some good treasures in his hands.
Life was the most important thing at this time, Bei Gonghao gritted his teeth and could only say this.
Such a powerful strength, as well as such a strong and fierce aura, do not look like what a young man can possess. At this time, in Bei Gonghao's eyes, Ling Lin is undoubtedly an old monster who has been practicing for many years. You know,
Some old monsters who have been practicing for countless years like to look extremely young.
"I actually offended such an old monster, but I have never heard of this guy before." A few thoughts quickly flashed through Bei Gonghao's mind, and he felt a little bitter. He hunted geese all day long, and today he was finally pecked by a goose.
.I have always had an extremely accurate vision, but I didn’t realize that this guy was such a terrifying old guy.
"Treasure?" There was no trace of emotion in Ling Lin's indifferent tone. However, as his words sounded, his steps stopped.
"The junior is willing to offer a high-grade spiritual weapon to apologize to the senior." Bei Gonghao gritted his teeth, with a look of great pain. The value of the high-grade spiritual weapon is far greater than that of the red wind tiger skin, and the high-grade spiritual weapon is extremely rare.
. Almost many monks at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm only use high-grade spiritual weapons. Even some shabby peak Zifu Realm monks may not be able to get a high-grade spiritual weapon. Beigong Hao also relies on
It was accumulated gradually through so many years of plundering.
"High-grade spiritual weapons." Ling Lin's heart moved. However, since he has the power of devouring, he doesn't care much about these treasures anymore. It's just that high-grade spiritual weapons are valuable. Even if they are sold, they can be exchanged for a lot.
nice one.
"Even after you die, this high-grade spiritual weapon is still mine." Ling Lin suddenly said, and then slowly raised his finger under Bei Gonghao's horrified eyes, and a terrifying aura floated away from his fingertips. Then,
A gray light suddenly tore through the air and continued to enlarge in Bei Gonghao's pupils.
"If you dare to kill me, my ancestor will not let you go!" Seeing death coming, Beigong Hao roared ferociously.
The thin line of death arrived in the blink of an eye. Bei Gonghao's face was ferocious, and his wide eyes were full of fear. At this moment, a huge hole suddenly opened in a space in front of Bei Gonghao. Then, a huge hole appeared.
The bony fingers suddenly stretched out, and a terrifying aura swept out of the bony fingers.
"bump!"
As soon as the bone finger protruded out of the void, it collided with the thin gray line. The powerful force was so strong that it blew everyone back. After a moment, the force disappeared, and the monks around him recovered and looked at
Before Beigong Hao.
The gray thin line has disappeared, and the bone finger has become extremely dim. However, it has not dissipated after all. It still has a powerful aura and points towards Ling Lin. Although it is a bone finger, its huge volume is equivalent to
A giant bone pillar. The giant pillar flew across the sky, crushing towards Ling Lin with great force.
"Old Bone Demon."
Behind Master Qianbao, the big man in black named Lao Cao looked at the huge bone finger that suddenly appeared in Qianbao Pavilion and said gloomily. Then, his expression changed and he was about to leave.
"Look again." Master Qianbao's face gradually became gloomy. Although he has a good temper, he is almost getting a knock on the door. No matter how good his temper is, he can't help but get angry. However, for his brother,
Regarding strength, Master Qianbao was still a little curious, "Let this old guy like the Bone Demon try my strength." Master Qianbao murmured, and then waved his hand to stop the big man who was about to leave.
"Ancestor of the Dongxu Realm!" The faces of the monks around him changed and they said in fear. In the Dark Realm, the Zifu Realm is still just a common practice. Even at the peak of the Zifu Realm, they are only considered strong. And Dongxu Realm is just a powerful one.
The realm is different. There are countless powerful people in the huge dark realm, but there are not many monks who have reached the realm of Dongxu. Each one of them is famous and is like an ancestor of a sect.