One after another, Cheng Long walked slowly with his dragon guards. He walked very slowly, but Guo Lin felt an oppressive momentum. This was not something he felt on Princess Rou, who was also a strong spirit refiner.
The two shadows of the waning moon reflected the icy cold light in the sun. "Hoo, ho..." The wind in the desert suddenly became stronger. The dry sand rolled down the sand slope, and some of it was blown into the air. The view
Among them, the visibility was a little lower.
Afraid of sand blowing into his eyes, Guo Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, Cheng Long moved. His body turned into a blue whirlwind, and he was in front of Guo Lin in the blink of an eye. He stretched out a palm and slapped it hard.
On the chest of Guo Lin, who was just dodging.
This attack came very suddenly, and the timing was also very clever. It had the effect of winning by surprise. It turned out that from the previous battle, Cheng Long had already understood that in terms of absolute speed alone, he might not be able to catch up with Guo Lin, so he had this
Once out.
With the power of this palm, Guo Lin, whose chest felt tight as if a huge boulder had been pressed against him, quickly stepped back and distanced himself from Cheng Long. This palm directly removed the life-sustaining pill from Guo Lin's body.
The medicinal power was activated once. This shows how powerful Cheng Long is.
"Are all the powerful soul refiners as despicable as you?" Guo Lin couldn't help but sarcastically said as he threw another life-sustaining pill into his mouth just in case something unexpected happened.
Cheng Long smiled, said nothing, and walked slowly towards Guo Lin. But his dragon guard quickly came around and quickly sandwiched Guo Lin in the middle. He looked at Guo Lin with even more contempt, as if
He said, "If you dare to go against me, Cheng Long, you are simply seeking death."
Seeing the combat skills in Guo Lin's hand that had severely damaged his dragon guard before condensing, Cheng Long moved, took a step forward and rushed towards Guo Lin, his movement speed was faster than the wind. And his dragon guard also approached Guo Lin.
Guo Lin felt uncomfortable being attacked from both front and back. Especially Cheng Long, although he was also at the beginning level of spirit refining, his strength was several points stronger than Princess Rou. Maybe it was because Princess Rou had just advanced, while he had been advanced to the beginning level of spirit refining for a long time.
Guo Lin could only speculate this way.
Stepping on the flying clouds like the wind, Guo Lin still dodged away. After several consecutive rounds, the Hongtian Fist finally gathered together. Just when Guo Lin was about to fight back, he saw a joking smile suddenly appeared on Cheng Long's face: "I
You've had enough fun, go to hell."
His dragon guard stood between him and Guo Lin, and the three of them kept in a straight line. He took two steps forward, put one hand on the dragon guard's back, his face changed, and he said coldly: "The Lion Demon's Yin."
The dragon guard leaned forward, and with a loud roar, a golden energy lion with its fangs and claws suddenly spurted out from its mouth.
Not all of the golden lion's body protruded from its mouth, only two raised claws and a ferocious lion head roaring. The lion's demonic roar covered a very wide area. From Cheng Long's position, the entire sixty-degree area in front was covered.
.
Guo Lin felt deafened and his thoughts were interrupted. For the next few seconds, his mind went blank. He clearly saw Cheng Long rushing over with Yingsha Canyue, but he didn't react at all.
The shadow of the dead moon fell, and Guo Lin was about to be chopped into two pieces with his head, shoulders and shoulders. The sand suddenly started to shake. On the flat ground, where Cheng Long was, an hourglass vortex suddenly appeared, followed by a clear "groan" sound.
Long Feilong shouted, and a yellow dragon flew into the sky from under the sand. The sudden change made Cheng Long's body unbalanced and his speed slowed down. The blade deviated from the original direction and struck the man who had just woken up for 0.1 seconds.
Guo Lin's chest.
The powerful spirit refiner used his combat skills to strike with all his strength. The power was so great that if the blade hadn't been unable to break through the second-level inner armor of the middle-grade Xianyun Heart Guard, Guo Lin would have been killed instantly with two cuts.
"Pfft." As he was flying upside down, Guo Lin spit out several mouthfuls of blood. The power of the life-sustaining pill was automatically activated three times to save him.
The dust was flying, and Cheng Long, who couldn't see Guo Lin, withdrew his sword, retreated behind Long Wei, raised his arms, and used the lion demon chant. The dragon flying into the sky froze in the air, and then fell down.
Guo Lin was looking at it this time. He was so smart that he immediately understood that when he reacted just after Cheng Long used the Lion Demon's Chant, his knife had already cut into his chest. Thinking of this, his back
Cold sweat broke out on his face. It was too dangerous. Spirit refining, this is the true strength of spirit refining with dragon guards. The combat skills used in conjunction with the dragon guards are so domineering.
Compared with the range of the mage's control magic to shock the ice wave, the Lion Demon's Yin was unbelievably powerful. With three swords, when the Sky-Tongtian Jiao fell, Cheng Long killed it with just three swords.
Smiling slightly, Cheng Long was not in a hurry at all. He slowly took out the soul-suppressing bottle from his arms, intending to collect the soul of the giant dragon after it landed on the ground. A burst of unwilling screams came from the dragon's head, which made him stretch out.
The smile froze in an instant. This kind of mournful cry was all too familiar to Cheng Long. It was the dragon soul's last struggle against the suction of the soul-suppressing bottle.
"Thank you for the gift." Cheng Long saw that Guo Lin, who had been seriously injured by him, suddenly appeared beside Jiaolong for some unknown reason. He waved to him, and he took it in his hand without any injury.
Jiaohun's soul bottle, and he still had a successful smile on his face.
"Fuck." No matter how calm Cheng Long was, he could easily kill anyone below Ling Ling while talking and laughing, but he couldn't help but curse at this moment. His eyes were red, making people worry that he would spit out fire.
"Goulong, I remember this sword. Goodbye." Guo Lin spat out a sentence, and while he was still in the air, he unfolded the teleportation scroll and disappeared with a "whoosh" sound.
In the inn where Xiong Ba and the others lived in Dongyucheng, it was already dark. Xiong Ba and the others were sitting on the table on the first floor before Guo Lin arrived.
Another half an hour passed, but Guo Lin was still nowhere to be seen. "Brother, let's go back and look for him." Among the three, Ji Rou was the most worried about Guo Lin, and her tone was also very urgent.
Qi Xuan frowned and stopped: "We can't go back."
"Why?" Ji Rou stared at Qi Xuan in confusion.
"Do you think Cheng Long will let him go with his personality?" Qi Xuan asked, "If he hasn't come back so late, maybe he is dead now. If we go back to look for him, if Cheng Long finds out, we will
We don’t have to hunt for souls anymore.”
"I really don't know what happened to him. He suddenly had a bad temper and couldn't pull him back. Now it's better. The thugs we just found are gone again." Xiong Ba shrugged and looked indifferent, "
Just die, we don't have much loss anyway, haha, we gained a lot from the dragon soul today. Right, sister."
"What did you say?" Ji Rou looked at Xiong Ba in surprise, unable to believe that he would actually say this.