Chapter sixty-five: Cun Lei Zhen Gentleman uses fear to practice self-cultivation
With his free hands, Lin Ling easily defeated Lan Qingyun, the leader of the Tyrant Clan, and faced the siege of Lan Qingyun and the five supreme elders with his free hands. These five supreme elders
, every strength far exceeds Chu Yan, and is not comparable to Chu Yan at all.
Chu Yan was seriously injured in the battle against Ling Xiaotian and suffered sequelae. Not only did he lose an inch of strength in twenty years, but his strength dropped a lot, so he was killed by Lin Li. If it were other Supreme Elders, it would not be easy for Lin Li to defeat him.
After all, he was only in the elixir formation stage, and he was missing the Pure Yang elixir, the Pure Yang elixir, and the Great Gold elixir, which was close to three realms.
But Lin Ling was able to face the siege of Lan Qingyun and the five supreme elders. If he had a spiritual weapon in his hand, no one could imagine how powerful he could be!
The thunder and lightning technique practiced by Lin Ling allows him to comprehend the supreme destructive power of thunder and lightning, and he can condense a thundercloud of destruction; after the destruction, he comprehends the resurgence of life, which is the thundercloud of vitality; in the thundercloud, the Taoist Master Shenxiao is born, these three are
The highest three realms.
Wu Sha Wheel!
One of the Supreme Elders, with short and upward eyebrows and a sinister look on his face, shook his hands and whipped out a wheel-shaped spiritual weapon with sharp serrations on both sides, and fired it with a whine. This was his trump card spiritual weapon.
After decades of training, combined with the cultivation of Yuanli that is close to half a step of longevity, the average master of the Great Golden Pill will be killed in an instant.
This move was the ultimate move of the Supreme Elder. He was confident that no matter how strong Lin Ling was, he would still be in a hurry and others would take the opportunity to kill him.
However, an unusual change occurred.
The "Wu Sha Wheel" hit Lin Ling's body three feet away, and suddenly stopped! It stopped without any reason, as if there was an invisible force around Lin Ling's body that froze everything.
Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling...
A densely packed electric hairspring, shining with crystal light, appeared around Lin Ling. Everyone present felt a strong electric current. Everyone's body was numb, and their skin and hair stood on end.
When the electric current hit the "Wu Sha Wheel", the Wu Sha Wheel actually melted like an ice cube, and drop by drop of molten steel fell down. Before it fell to the ground, it cooled again and formed a drop-shaped steel ball. Each drop weighed
Up to dozens of kilograms.
Under the thunderclouds of destruction, there was electricity! Molten gold and iron!
Tianluo flag.
At the same time, another Supreme Elder took action and took out a one-foot-long apricot-yellow flag. He waved it violently, and immediately countless Yuan energy was drawn into silk threads, woven into a golden sheet, and enveloped Lin Ling. Although these silk threads were only Yuan energy
The power is concentrated, but it is extremely tough, not inferior to any spiritual weapon material.
"Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade..."
Seeing the big golden hood coming, covering the sky and the earth, it was above him in the blink of an eye. Lin Ling reached out and grabbed the thunder clouds above his head, pulled off two balls of lightning, put them in his hands, rubbed them, and then stretched them.
A purple electric sword light appeared, stretching and breathing. Then it blasted out fiercely, swooping in and killing from across the air!
Pichi!
The golden piece was cut from the middle, and immediately the purple electric sword light flew horizontally, cutting the gold into pieces.
"Electric body protection, molten gold and iron" and "Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Sword" - this is the first realm of thunder and lightning skills, destruction.
The second realm, Vitality Thunder Cloud, is of great benefit to the body. The electric light shines on the body and enhances the physical fitness, which is the key to advancing to the longevity realm.
"All the elders take action together, I don't believe that he can withstand the combined attack of so many of us at a low level."
Lan Qingyun shouted and held up the Tyrant Seal in his hand again. At this time, a small mark appeared on the Tyrant Seal, and more than a dozen runes on it were destroyed, but Lin Ling struck "Excalibur"
"The True Art of Controlling Thunder" hurt the body.
Lin Ling Yi Di flew up and merged his spirit into the "vital thunder cloud" above his head.
This "vital thundercloud" that was originally an acre in size kept expanding, gradually expanded, and condensed wirelessly in the middle. The thunder and lightning almost condensed into a solid entity, and the appearance of a Thunder and Lightning Taoist Master condensed in it.
The Thunder Lord is wearing a purple electric robe and a thunder crown on his head, showing infinite majesty and infinite killing power. Thunder and lightning are shining around him, surrounding him. The previous image of the Thunder Lord is like a soldier of the Thunder God Lord.—
-This is the third realm.
Hey!
The Taoist Thunderbolt in the thunder cloud seemed to open his mouth, and a syllable came out of his mouth.
"Preserving thunder and earthquakes, a gentleman cultivates awareness out of fear." The infinite majesty, with the will of the sky, boomed and made a loud noise that shook the sky.
Everyone who heard this syllable suddenly felt sluggish. They were unable to exert their strength, their momentum was completely suppressed, and their thoughts were shocked by the strong will.
This is the reaction of people who are frightened to the point of dementia by thunder.
In a world where strength is respected, fighting for one's own interests is not a gentleman's character, and naturally one cannot achieve the state of "shocking hundreds of miles without losing one's dagger".
"Shocked for hundreds of miles, no one will lose his dagger", which means that when thunder breaks out violently, a gentleman will be shocked first. After repairing himself, he can talk and laugh freely, and the wine in his hand to worship the gods has not spilled at all. (From the Book of Changes. Of course.
, also from "Yang Shen", the Book of Changes was written by Hong Yi.)
A syllable uttered by Taoist Master Shenxiao, the momentum is mixed with the advancement of heaven and the introspection of humanity, and its momentum is more powerful than the natural thunder. Even people who are not afraid of the power of heaven do not have the character to introspect themselves.
, for this violent blow, there will be a moment of unblockedness in the mind.
Being under siege, Lin Ling actually gained the upper hand for a while, and the magical effects of thunder and lightning techniques emerged one after another, which was really amazing.
Protected by thunderclouds, he was almost invincible.
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In addition to the Taishang Elder, the Batian Sect also has elders and six peak masters. In addition to the masters Lan Qingyun, Pang Long, and Zhu Jiuyi, the six peak masters also include Yan Zhenyi, Wu Dongchen, and Xia Nianhai. Among them, Lan Qingyun is fighting with Lin Ling, and Pang Long
With Zhu Jiuyi being killed, there are still three other peak masters left. The three of them are all powerful people, and they are the same as Jin Mobai, the master of Jinshi Peak of Qingyun Sect.
The three peak masters immediately stood up and wanted to besiege Lin Ling.
However, someone stopped them. Xiao Buping stepped in front of them and swung his long sword, pointing at the three of them. "Are you three going to besiege them shamelessly? Your opponent is me."
At this time, outside the siege of many people in Ba Tianmen, a puff of water vapor floated by. People passing by only felt a gust of wet wind blowing by. It was completely negligible in rainy weather. Soon, they saw a shape and grace condensed in the encirclement.
Chuoyue is Su Wan.
What Lin Li really didn't expect was that his mother actually practiced water-based exercises, understood the true meaning of "water is soft and moistens things silently", and she hid her figure and shuttled around.
Lin Li hurriedly greeted him, "Mom, you are finally here. Dad is there, he is so strong."
Su Wan had not seen Lin Li for nearly two years. When she saw her son today, she was in crisis. She hurriedly came to rescue her, and her eyes were a little red.
Lin Li looked at the aerial battle group, patted Su Wan's hand and said, "Mother, please wait a moment while I find someone to practice my skills with."
Without waiting for Su Wan to stop him, Lin Li flapped his wings on his back and turned into a red line, soaring dozens of feet into the sky.
Su Wan knew Xu Enqi and Zhou Shan, and walked up to the two women. Su Wan and Wen Qin were both mothers of grown-up children, but they were always young, elegant and refined, and had a mature temperament that girls did not have.
He actually compared several girls to each other, standing there one in the south and one in the north, complementing each other.
Lin Li stood next to Xiao Buping, pointing his bamboo stick in front of him, "I am your opponent."
Once upon a time, Lin Li was Xiao Buping's sect, and their abilities were incomparable, but today they were able to fight together.
Xiao Buping stopped Wu Dongchen and Xia Nianhai, and Lin Li fought against Yan Zhenyi. The father, son, master and apprentice faced off against all the top leaders of Ba Tianmen.
Seeing Lin Li standing in front of him, Yan Zhenyi said disdainfully: "Are you Lin Li? You escaped a year ago and you are unknown. You are not worthy of being in my ears. You didn't expect to dare to challenge me now. Do you think you will?"
Is he my opponent?"
Lin Li just said calmly: "Whether you are an opponent or not, you have to rely on your actions. Chu Yan also underestimated me, but he died in my hands."
Yan Zhenyi's face turned cold, "Don't compare Chu Yan with me. He only got to the position of Supreme Elder because of his old age. In terms of strength, he is not on the same level as me."
As he spoke, Yan Zhenyi took out a picture scroll with his left hand and a pen with his right hand. He looked up at Lin Li with a playful look in his eyes, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I recently entered the tomb of an ancient painting saint.
I got a pen that he used during his lifetime and the most proud painting of his life. I haven't told anyone about this yet, so I'm afraid I have to try my power on you."
Lin Li looked at the scroll and pen in Yan Zhen's hand. Although they were scrolls and pens, they were not ordinary things, but magic weapons. The scrolls were like the map sand table of "So Many Beautiful Lands and Mountains" practiced by the King of Jiangyin, and the pen was as thick as a child's arm and three inches long.
The ruler is red gold in color, and the tip of the brush is bright red. The tip of the brush is not the hair of a wolf or other monsters, but the sharp tip of a knife. It is not a tool for painting, but a weapon for killing.
Yan Zhenyi was well hidden, and his strength and foundation had surpassed that of Pang Long and others, and was second only to Lan Qingyun. Lin Li had a hard time confronting him.
However, Lin Li was not afraid. Without tempering, he would have the sharpness of a sword; without going through a battle that challenges his potential, how could he advance in cultivation.
From his dealings with the ancestors of Tianmo Mountain, Lin Li had vaguely touched the threshold to advance to the Golden Core stage, and just missed the accumulation. After successive battles, he seemed to have a feeling of breakthrough.
"The Tower of the Great Emperor, hand over the Emperor's Hammer, and yield to the Divine Fist."
Lin Li didn't need to condense the emperor's phantom, he punched himself, and the power was not reduced at all. A noble character of abdicating the throne radiated from Lin Li. The weight of the country, the weight of the punch.
"Um?"
Yan Zhen raised his eyebrows, apparently startled by Lin Li's fist. He came a little later and had never seen "hand over the Emperor's Hammer" before.
However, Yan Zhenyi was only surprised, not shocked. He reached out and threw the scroll in his left hand, and it turned out to be a picture of roaring mountains and rivers, reflecting a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers in the air, with majestic momentum.
"You have no power in your hands and only want to give in. What's the use?"
Following Yan Zhenyi's disdainful tone, Zen let the Emperor's Hammer attack the painting, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea. The river was still turbulent, without any waves.
However, Lin Li did not dispel his confidence because of Yan Zhenyi's words. Abdication is not only about the country, but also the virtue of abdicating the country. What's more, the shadow of the emperor in the Great Emperor Pagoda has really been an emperor, and he has no respect for the emperor.
Power has a profound understanding, and it is not based on imagination. The reason why he cannot blow away the picture is just because he is not strong enough, and there is no other reason.
The Witch King points!
As soon as Lin Li pointed it out, he suddenly felt the courage to do anything.
Yan Zhenyi still said with disdain, "I have the courage of an assassin, but I can't shake Jiangshan Ruhua."
He stretched out his hand, and the drawings in the sky swept towards Lin Li, trying to surround and besiege Lin Li.
Lin Li was about to use the Five Emperor Demons to hold the picture open, and then dodge out, but with a change of expression, he deliberately delayed for a moment, allowing the picture to sweep over his body.
"Kings and Mountains Picture, crush it hard for me. I don't care if you do it on purpose or if you really can't escape, as long as you enter my picture, there will be no return and you will be crushed into powder."
Yan Zhenyi said coldly, obviously wary of being able to easily sweep Lin Li away.
Crunch... The sound of grinding sounded, and the drawings tightened one after another. Even a piece of stone or a piece of fine steel was crushed into stone powder and iron filings.
But in the painting, Lin Li was wrapped in two-colored light masks, one black and one black and yellow. He did not use any means to support him and allowed himself to be crushed.