"Trash is trash. He was actually injured by a monk from the Cave Realm. But this kid is really strong." Elder Mo's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Ling Lin, whose chest was rising slightly not far away. A Cave Realm
The monks in the middle stage can actually injure the monks in the Yin and Yang realm. Although the Yin and Yang realm is built up by the accumulation of various kinds of massive elixirs, it is still shocking enough.
"If he doesn't die halfway, he will still be a role in the future." Looking at Ling Lin, who didn't have any panic in his eyes, Elder Mo said secretly in his heart.
The cultivation level in the middle stage of Dongxu Realm was not injured by He Chuan's palm. Instead, his palm was broken open. If this were placed in the various dynasties on Qingmu Planet, it would definitely be an extremely evil existence, but after seeing
In the eyes of Elder Mo, who has many more monsters, this is not unusual. At least, he has seen someone kill a Yin-Yang monk by virtue of his cultivation in Dongxu Realm.
"He Chuan has murderous intent." Looking at He Chuan with a ferocious expression and rushing towards Ling Lin, Elder Mo frowned and suddenly felt a little dizzy. This was still on the Cyanwood Planet, even only one block away from the Cyanwood Sect.
A small distance. If they were to kill the disciples of the Qingmu Sect, it would be difficult for them to leave the Qingmu Planet. At that time, He Chuan, as the heir of the leader of the Houtu Sect, would probably pay some compensation and leave, but he
It is very likely that he will stay as the scapegoat.
"I really don't know why the sect master sent this waste to the Qingmu Sect to propose marriage." The more he thought about it, the more Elder Mo felt his head was getting bigger. But in his heart, he had secretly decided that even at the last moment, he would risk offending He Chuan.
Ling Lin must be rescued.
"More than three times stronger than the ancestor of the Chen family, but it seems to be much weaker than the real Yin-Yang realm monks." Feeling the brief confrontation before, Ling Lin's pupils narrowed and he quickly calculated in his mind, "This place is already a long distance from the Qingmu Sect.
It’s not far away, so will we let this guy continue to be so rampant?”
A monk in the Cave Void Realm can have his consciousness covering dozens of miles. Ling Lin absolutely did not believe that the people of the Qingmu Sect would not react at all to what was happening here.
"In that case..." Ling Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In the next moment, the evil energy that had been buried in his body after staying on Tianxuan Peak for three days suddenly seemed like a volcanic eruption, sweeping wildly around him.
At the same time as this fierce aura spread out, He Chuan's figure that was rushing toward him suddenly stopped.
"How many people has this guy killed?!" He Chuan's distorted face showed a look of shock. However, after remembering that Ling Lin only had the cultivation level of Dongxu Realm, the look of shock immediately dissipated and turned into a fierce look.
"It doesn't matter if you kill too many people. My master's cultivation in the Yin-Yang realm is not enough to eat you to death."
"Come die!"
With a loud shout, He Chuan had a cruel look on his face and punched Ling Lin straight away.
"Huh?" Ling Lin's expression suddenly changed, because he found that the space around his body seemed to be constantly squeezing him out, making his body not only unable to retreat to the side, but instead slowly leaned towards He Chuan.
In the eyes of others, it was Ling Lin who bumped into He Chuan's fist.
"I will let you know the difference between Yin Yang Realm and Dongxu Realm."
He Chuan smiled ferociously, and a brown light emitted from his hand, which was violent energy compressed to the extreme. If Ling Lin was hit by this energy, even if he had a devouring vortex, Ling Lin would be severely injured.
"The Yin-Yang Realm has the power to control a space. I don't know what this kid will do." Elder Mo said to himself in a low voice as he looked at Ling Lin's figure that was not advancing but retreating.
The biggest difference between the Yin-Yang Realm and the Dongxu Realm is not only the ability to control the power of Yin and Yang, but also the fact that monks in the Yin-Yang Realm can control a space. Although this does not have much effect on the monks who are also in the Yin-Yang Realm, it can definitely form a problem for the monks in the Dongxu Realm.
The advantage of a crushing state.
"Control space? I can do this too." Feeling his body leaning towards He Chuan involuntarily, Ling Lin had a look of horror on his face, but there was a sneer in his heart, although the jade dragon formed by thousands of jade talismans was no longer there.
, but after that period of understanding and using it again and again, he is no longer afraid of He Chuan's level of space control. A cold light quickly flashed from his eyes, but
The look of horror on Ling Lin's face became even more intense.
"Could it be that I think too highly of this little guy?" Seeing the horror in Ling Lin's eyes, Elder Mo frowned slightly. But then he relaxed his eyebrows and felt relieved. Being able to control space in the Cave Void Realm is far better than comprehending
The power of yin and yang is even more difficult to obtain. Even many talented monsters do not have the power to control space, so this situation is considered extremely normal.
Thinking like this, Elder Mo's expression became serious. He gathered his energy and took a slight step forward. He did not want Ling Lin to be killed by He Chuan's punch.
"Die!"
The violent Yuan Power condensed and never dispersed, looking even more terrifying, and Ling Lin's figure was squeezed by the surrounding space and quickly hit He Chuan's fist. Looking at the look of horror on Ling Lin's face, He Chuan
He shouted loudly, with a hint of ferocious joy on his face.
"The Devouring Realm."
However, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly floated into He Chuan's ears, and gray light burst out crazily around Ling Lin. The force of space oppression suddenly dissipated, and the force that was originally directed towards He Chuan
Ling Lin, who had hit him with his fist, also immediately disappeared in front of He Chuan.
"broken!"
A cold shout came from behind He Chuan. Ling Lin was holding the Purple Blood Sword. A brilliant purple beam of light spurted out from the tip of the Purple Blood Sword, stabbing He Chuan's back with vast fluctuations of Yuan Power.
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"Ding!"
A harsh sound like a metal collision resounded. The Purple Blood Sword in Ling Lin's hand stabbed He Chuan's robe, but it could no longer penetrate. Circles of dazzling golden halo emanated from the Purple Blood Sword and He Chuan's robe.
The contact area on Chuan's robe rippled. Ling Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and with the energy in his body surging, the purple blood sword in his hand became more powerful, but it still had no effect at all.
"This robe..."
Shocked in his heart, Ling Lin didn't know at this time that the golden dragon robe worn by He Chuan obviously had extremely powerful defensive power. Moreover, this defensive power was far beyond what he could break through now.
"hold head high!"
At this moment, the clawed golden dragon carved on He Chuan's golden dragon robe suddenly started to swim. A thunderous dragon roar suddenly resounded, and at the same time, a powerful force emanated from the golden dragon robe, and everyone
It hit the Purple Blood Sword.
"clank……"
A sound like a golden sword and an iron horse came, and the violent force continued to rush towards Ling Lin through the Purple Blood Sword. The tiger's mouth turned white, and the Purple Blood Sword in his hand kept trembling. Ling Lin's face turned pale, and his body gradually began to tremble slightly.
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"As expected of the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe, I didn't expect even the smallest one-clawed golden dragon to have such a powerful power." Elder Mo sighed slightly. From the beginning, he was not worried about what would happen to He Chuan, because he was wearing the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe.
It is difficult for him to think of anything. The Golden Dragon Taoist Robe is not only a symbol of status, but also an extremely powerful life-saving treasure. Although this treasure cannot be used to actively attack, it can protect the owner from being seriously injured.
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If it hadn't been for the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe, He Chuan would not have been killed by Ling Lin's sudden blow, but he would have suffered considerable trauma. But all of this was completely reversed the moment the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe appeared.
"puff."
With a pale face, Ling Lin was blown away dozens of feet by this sudden force. His body twisted in mid-air, and his feet left a long scratch on the ground. As soon as Ling Lin stabilized his body, he opened his mouth and spat out
He drank a mouthful of blood. The sudden force coming from the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe was extremely sudden and violent. Even though the swallowing vortex dissolved part of the force, it still shocked Ling Lin's internal organs.
"Damn you, you dare to hurt me, I'm going to kill you!"
Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and He Chuan's twisted face was full of crazy killing intent. The reason why the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe was triggered, He Chuan knew, was because Ling Lin's previous attack could really hurt him. This kind of damage was different from that of Ling Lin's previous attack.
It was different from having a small cut on my hand before.
"Ghost Gun!"
A loud shout came from He Chuan's mouth. In an instant, a dark light burst out from in front of him, and with He Chuan as the center, the space several feet around was suddenly plunged into darkness.
"Split soul!"
In the dark space, a cold voice floated. The moment the words sounded, the darkness around He Chuan continued to shrink like a whirlpool. In the blink of an eye, all the darkness around him disappeared, and He Chuan's figure disappeared again.
Once appeared in Ling Lin's sight, and at the same time, there was a pitch-black spear in his hand. The mighty energy swept away in an almost violent manner. The tip of this pitch-black spear was
It showed a touch of cold color. This small and cold color kept magnifying in Ling Lin's sight when He Chuan's voice sounded.
"The Treasure of the Broken Realm! No, it's not the Treasure of the Broken Realm..." Ling Lin's pupils shrank suddenly. The power of the Treasure of the Broken Realm was far beyond what he could compete with now. However, although this ghost gun is not the Treasure of the Broken Realm,
It still gave him a feeling of palpitations.
"Inferior Broken Realm Treasure." Looking at the ghost gun in He Chuan's hand, the Yuan Power in Elder Mo's body has been mobilized. The inferior Broken Realm Treasure is the remnant of the Broken Realm Great Master who failed to refine the Broken Realm Treasure.
Although the power of the inferior product is far less than that of the real Shattered Realm Treasure, it is still enough to sweep away the vast majority of Yin-Yang Realm monks, not to mention that Ling Lin is only a Cave Void Realm monk at the moment. This is an almost certain death situation.
The ghost gun tore through the space and appeared in an instant less than half a foot away from Ling Lin's forehead. The tip of the gun that flashed with a cold color was filled with a violent energy that made Ling Lin's heart palpitate. But at this time, Ling Lin was instead
After calming down, a sneer appeared on his face. Ling Lin just calmly looked at the ghost gun that was about to be touched on his forehead, and He Chuan who was holding the ghost gun.
"Things from the Houtu Sect are becoming more and more promising. The Yin-Yang Realm monks still have to use the treasures from the Broken Realm to deal with them."
The sea of clouds rolled back around, and a handsome young man about twenty-five or six years old stepped out from the depths of the sea of clouds.