"Catch him." The old Elder Zhen raised his waist and pointed his finger at Guo Lin in a shadow state. However, it was very strange in the eyes of others. Including the other two elders of the early stage of the King Refining King beside him, they saw that the center was empty, so where was there anyone?
Some people think silently, Elder Zhen will not be dizzy, right?
Guo Lin, who was refining the soul power of the king, can only see the shadow magic that the elder Zhen, who is also capable of the middle level of the king. In Elder Zhen's eyes, Guo Lin is exactly the same as when he was not invisible.
A hundred disciples of Xuanshe Hall looked at each other, "Elder, no one." Finally, someone mustered up the courage and said in a low voice. Some people took the lead in talking, and others whispered.
"Are you all blind?" Seeing this look, Elder Zhen was furious. He saw the man wearing a golden dragon thunder robe in the middle and smiled provocatively at him. Then he raised the Shura blood knife in his hand and walked towards the people on the side openly. On the other hand, those people looked at him in a daze, without realizing the coming killing at all.
Elder Zhen suddenly understood something and shouted at the people: "Go away quickly." But as soon as he finished speaking, a splatter of blood was shot out wherever he saw. A head was drifting through a violent arc and fell in the center of the venue, and the sound of "wheels" sounded.
"brush……"
Like a searchlight, his eyes suddenly gathered on the head. A person with a good angle saw the eyes on the head open, like a light bulb, which was almost prominent. The complex expression frozen on his face was fear, sadness, and unintentional. At that moment, he couldn't believe that he was dead like this.
Many people were frightened by this sudden scene. When they recalled Elder Zhen's words, a chill rose in their hearts, and they almost instinctively retreated a few steps. But it was still late.
"Swish, swish." Two consecutive blood arrows were scattered in two straightforward. The head flew in the air, and the scarlet blood was like a fountain on the neck. It was extremely terrifying. The few Xuansnake disciples who were closest to them turned around and ran away. Although they were still afraid, their reason had not been lost. The direction they were running was where Elder Zhen was.
"All disciples, come back." Elder Zhen, a thread of blood appeared in his eyes.
"Puchi!" Another sword was made, and this sword pierced the back of a man who was a first-level spirit refining spirit. After killing four people in a row with the Shura Blood Sword, the bloodthirsty pleasure surged into his heart again. Guo Lin licked his lips, and a desire to kill naturally arises.
At this time, the hundreds of disciples of Xuanshe Temple who were panicked all ran behind Elder Zhen. It was so terrible. For them, the brothers and brothers were chopped off their heads without warning, which was too strange. It was as if the god of death was always by their side. I wonder if the next moment, I would die silently like them.
Even though there was Elder Zhen in front of me, I still felt a little scared in my heart.
"You all go back." At this time, Elder Zhen seemed to understand that only he could see Guo Lin. He saw Guo Lin's strength and was in the middle level of spiritual refining. He immediately sneered.
The disciples of Xuanshe Temple were as if they were granted a general amnesty. They hurriedly took out the teleportation scroll "Swishhuishui...", and soon, in Guo Lin's vision, only Elder Zhen and two other elders who were the first-level King Refining.
With a "crystal", Elder Zhen released the Dragon Guard. This was a first-level magic refining king. There was no wrinkles on his face, and he looked a little bit like Elder Zhen's shadow. He was wearing a dragon thunder robes and holding a bloodthirsty sword in his hand.
After Elder Zhen gave it an order, he rushed over with a long sword inlaid with a three-color gem inlaid on the handle of the knife. The sword was five feet long, and the starlight on the blade was shining, as if there were stars dotted in it. It was called the Star Fallen Sword, which was a medium-grade third-level.
"This kid used an unknown magic trick. Now I can only see it." Elder Zhen said to the two people behind, "But it's just a sub-scheming of the devil. You guys are optimistic."
Elder Zhen took a step forward, his feet floating. He turned into an illusory afterimage. The nebula sword in his hand and starlight were dotted. He suddenly shot out countless sword auras and shot at Guo Lin. With one blow, the space was shaken. The tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. The surrounding plants and trees were twisted in a strange way, like the objects in the painting, the painting was moving and the scene was shaking.
The subtle cracks in space spread from the tip of his knife. Although it was very subtle and clearly visible. However, his Long Guard, because he could not see Guo Lin, had nowhere to start, and had nowhere to start, so he could only stand behind him.
The two elders behind lit up their eyes at the same time, and one of them said, "Good sword technique! Elder Zhen's Star Fallen Sword Technique is getting more and more fierce. I'm afraid he has already practiced to the pinnacle of the ultimate realm." However, the two of them were still very strange in their hearts because Elder Zhen slashed out the sword energy towards the air.
The power of the mid-level Martial Refining King's casual blow is almost the same as the Hell Dark Slash that Guo Lin had just shown full strength.
"Don't force it. Flash." In the flash of lightning, Guo Lin raised a string of black mist on his toes, and he hid away almost the same moment when the blade arrived. A slight short hair flew down from the air, causing him to sweat in a cold sweat.
"Huh?" The short hair left his body and suddenly appeared. The two people behind couldn't help but exclaim. Their soul power at the first level of the refining king was also very strong, and they could not escape their eyes even when they were blowing. The broken hair naturally failed to escape their concentrating perception.
Elder Zhen no longer cares about why, his dragon guard will not attack. "The Earth Demons follow the wind?" Elder Zhen sneered, "I don't know if you have such good luck in the next time."
Guo Lin could not summon Chuxue to fight because there were still several people behind Elder Zhen.
"Then you try it. Old monster." Guo Lin said sneeringly without changing his expression. But a string was tense in his heart. Elder Zhen's strength was not as strong as he could not use the teleportation scroll. Reason told him that the future was long and it was the best way to go now. Fighting with him was very fierce.
But, Guo Lin was unwilling to leave like this. At least, before leaving, he would teach the other party a painful lesson.
The two turned into streams of light, jumping like star balls, and swept into the jungle in a blink of an eye.
"You said, is it just running like this? What about your unique skills? Use it to see." Although he said this, Elder Zhen pressed step by step, and did not give Guo Lin a chance to breathe. He was motivating Guo Lin, causing the latter to make mistakes in his busyness.
Fortunately, I got the Earth Demon Sui Feng not long ago. Just by moving clouds like wind, I am afraid that it would have become his dead soul under his sword. Guo Lin secretly thanked him and did not look back: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm just warming up."
Another knife came over, Guo Lin's head was shorter, and his body quickly turned a 90-degree bend. The sword energy flew out against the top of his head. Suddenly, the sound of trees being exploded one after another. The two of them fought farther and farther away, and quickly ran several miles.
"Are you scared?" Guo Lin sneered.
"What's the meaning?"
Elder Zhen felt that Guo Lin was a flexible loach and could not catch it no matter how hard he caught it. At the same time, he was very jealous of the middle-level third-level earthly evil spirits. The middle-level third-level or above treasures were all priceless. Usually, they would be acquired immediately as soon as they appeared. Especially for body skills suitable for martial arts practitioners, and magic that was suitable for magic practitioners to increase speed, they were of higher value.
Elder Zhen said to himself: "This kid is full of treasures. If I capture him, I will soar into the sky."
"Chuxue, block him for a while." As a forced force, Guo Lin finally summoned the Long Guard. "Jing!", and the first thing that caught his eye was a fiery red cloak, followed by a majestic female earth armor.
Holding the Lingyuan long sword in his hand, the sword technique of surging the shadow was like a dragon and silver snake. With a "swish", the sword light flashed. It collided with Elder Zhen's Star Fallen Knife.
"Dingdeng..." Although Elder Zhen blocked it a little hasty, relying on his advanced strength, the Xingyue Knife blocked Chu Xue ten steps away. And he himself shook slightly from the spot and stopped his body.
"Chuxue. Eat the Inexhaustible Divine Pill and the Healing Divine Pill. Then block him for ten breaths." Elder Zhen, who is the middle-level refining king, is very strong, but Chuxue, who is the high-level refining spirit, is not a vegetarian. She is Guo Lin's Long Wei, and Guo Lin knows her very clearly. At present, no Long Wei and people of the same level are her opponents. Even those of the first-level refining king, can compete for a short time.
However, this time the opponent is the middle level of the refining king. Guo Lin has no high requirements for her, as long as she holds him up for ten breaths. Ten breaths are enough to do many things by herself. For example, to distance herself from this old ghost, return to the original place, and then use three magic cannons and Zhu Tianzhi's rage to kill the dragon guard who was dazed there.
Of course, it would be good to hide this kind of thing in your heart. After giving an order, Guo Lin ran in the direction of the journey.