The guy named Sun drooped his head and took seven people away in frustration. Only six people were left surrounding Zheng Lin and Zheng Lin in the air. All of these six people raised their heads and looked down with disdain.
Also, among these people, all of them have cultivation levels above the Yuanling stage, and there are even masters at the Dual Soul stage. It is almost effortless to deal with monks who are completely rookies in their eyes.
"Everyone, be careful. These two are easy to deal with, but Sun is shameless. We must not leave any opportunity for them to take advantage of. Once we succeed, we will retreat immediately."
Immortal cultivator surnamed Liu gave a message to the five people under his command, and then a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. After giving a loud shout, he didn't even say hello, but turned one palm into a claw and flew towards Zheng Lin.
Zheng Lin pulled Xiao Ling, who was petite and seemingly frail, behind him, with a sneer on his lips. His move made Xiao Ling feel grateful.
In the most dangerous moment, anyone would be moved by standing up and standing in front of him, let alone a little girl like Xiao Ling who didn't understand the world. Thinking of all the things in the past, her eyes were red.
No longer restraining his aura, the life lock was also operating at full speed. Zheng Lin's body erupted with a wave of power that was close to that of the late Yuan Ling. The reason why it was so strong was entirely due to the sudden burst of momentum.
When this momentum ends, Zheng Lin's skill will only fluctuate to the mid-Yuanling stage at most, which is pretty good.
Getting closer and closer, the monk surnamed Liu swooped towards him, the strong wind had already arrived before anyone arrived, and the powerful pressure that only the monks in the dual soul stage could have became more and more fierce.
Zheng Lin remained as still as a mountain, his eyes staring straight ahead, and he only used his spiritual power to protect his body from the strong wind.
He looked indifferent, but he had a plan of his own in his heart, but Xiao Ling didn't know about his plan.
Xiao Ling saw that the monk surnamed Liu was about to hit Zheng Lin on the forehead with one claw. He couldn't help but close his eyes in fear. At the same time, he pulled Zheng Lin's clothes tightly and shouted to his brother to get away quickly.
However, Zheng Lin, who was worried that Xiao Ling would be harmed, tightly protected Xiao Ling behind her with one hand. Xiao Ling could not get away without a strong struggle. What she did behind Zheng Lin made Zheng Lin think that she was afraid.
"It's strange, why doesn't this kid move? Could it be that he knew he couldn't escape and just captured him? It should be, after all, the gap is too big." When he was about to hit Zheng Lin, who remained motionless, the monk surnamed Liu was filled with thoughts.
The shot was too fast, unable to stop or pause. The arm of the monk surnamed Liu was like a shining sword, which penetrated directly into the position of Zheng Lin's body.
Suddenly, an extremely dazzling spiritual light flashed from Zheng Lin's body. The light flashed so fast that no one was prepared, and the dazzling light made everyone close their eyes at the same time.
After everyone blinked, they saw a situation that they could never imagine——
In front of Zheng Lin, a red blood mist was flying, and a flying sword filled with aura was floating in the air. After just one glance, the flying sword suddenly circled and danced, proudly letting out bursts of dragon roars like a dragon escaping from the abyss.
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This long sword is naturally Zheng Lin's low-grade mysterious weapon-level Mingkong Sword. It is a Mingkong Sword that can explode with multiple attacks! You don't need to think too much to know that the monk named Liu just now was killed on the spot by the Mingkong Sword.
The monk surnamed Liu underestimated Zheng Lin. When he attacked, he only placed a spiritual shield to protect his body. But how could his spiritual shield withstand the attack of the Mingkong Sword, which was a low-grade mysterious weapon?
"Huh... not bad!"
Zheng Lin let out a long breath. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Mingkong Sword once again exploded with multiple attacks. Otherwise, it would definitely not be able to kill the dual-soul stage monk named Liu in one fell swoop. At most, it would have an unexpected effect.
Force the monk named Liu back.
The spiritual shield of a monk in the dual-soul stage is no different from thin paper to the Dark Sky Sword that explodes with multiple attack special effects.
