Zheng Lin knew that the formation's attack on him had already begun, and he immediately concentrated on his surroundings.
Zheng Lin was only given a moment to react, and strong momentum waves rushed towards him from the front, back, left and right at the same time.
Zheng Lin didn't look behind him at all, and swung his sword towards the red tree branch as thick as an arm in front of him. When the edge of the divine energy on the divine sword cut the tree branch, the attacks from behind and on the left and right were also hit hard.
Zheng Lin, the armor that was attacked also burst out with divine light instantly.
These tree branches look fierce, but in fact they are strong on the outside and strong on the inside. Their attack power is not too strong and cannot even make the suit collapse even half a cent.
Not only is its attack power average, but its quality is not too high either. When attacked by the sword light composed of Zheng Lin's divine energy, it is not much different from an ordinary tree branch. Zheng Lin can easily cut it off with his sword.
After this test, Zheng Lin did not dare to be careless, because these tree branches did not lie quietly on the ground after being broken, but quickly dissolved into liquid and penetrated into the ground without leaving a trace.
The continuous attacks did not stop because they could not cause damage to Zheng Lin. Instead, they became even more crazy. Blood-red tree branches flew around Zheng Lin and danced angrily. Zheng Lin kept waving the magic sword, as long as he could take care of it.
If there is a place, just wave your sword to block it.
But this kind of attack continued for three full days without stopping. Zheng Lin was really tired of being so nervous. Although he couldn't be hurt by such endless attacks, he didn't dare to be careless.
He was afraid that a powerful opponent would emerge and attack him at some point. There were countless broken branches in front of Zheng Lin, and the ground even became muddy because too much red liquid had seeped into it.
Every time he fought in one place for a while, Zheng Lin would change places, but no matter where he went, there were always tree branches coming one after another.
Zheng Lin couldn't help but wonder, with such violent movement of the tree branches, where did the corpses hanging on the branches go?
Zheng Lin was too lazy to swing his sword at this time. Anyone would lose patience if he repeated one thing mechanically for so long. However, his mind was always on high alert, walking step by step.
Through the endless rolling red magic cloud, there are indeed no corpses on those big trees that look like angry demons.
After walking for several hours, Zheng Lin saw all the complete trees that were alone, and none of them had anything else on them.
And ten days later, the situation changed again——
This maze seemed to have lost the patience to continue, the red magic mist roared, but the corpses that had been hanging on the branches miraculously came to life one by one, and they were not as shriveled as before, they were all plump, like
It's like being reborn.
It would only be one or two, but in an instant, Zheng Lin was surrounded a few meters away by powerful human monks, demon cultivators, demons, and even strange creatures that Zheng Lin couldn't tell what kind they were.
These guys didn't take action at first. They all looked at Zheng Lin with a ferocious smile. Zheng Lin's scalp went numb for a while. He even saw the ice spirit that had fought with him in the magic array.
Magic dragon.
Any of these guys were randomly pulled out. They were all extremely powerful masters in the world of cultivating immortals. Hundreds and thousands of them gathered around him. Even though Zheng Lin was quite strong, even though he had a battle suit to protect his body, he felt powerless. These things
The beasts among these guys only need to use one round of their innate magical powers together to make Zheng Lin get hit countless times in an instant, and the end will definitely be extremely miserable.
However, Zheng Lin also discovered that the physical properties of these guys had completely changed. Even the cultivators of gods, demon cultivators, immortal cultivators, and even the masters of the demon clan were full of demonic power, and they were obviously demonized.
Through the battle with the demonized five-clawed golden dragon, Zheng Lin found that the demonized five-clawed golden dragon's strength had dropped a lot, and even if it transformed back into its original form, it would not regain its previous power. If these guys are all the same, Zheng Lin
Lin may not be hopeless.
In the magic formation, he was worried about the continuous and intensive attacks of magic energy from the magic formation. He no longer had that worry here. He completely let go of his strength to fight. With the defense of the suit and the sharpness of the divine sword, Zheng Lin might
Of course, the chance of breaking out of the siege is very small.
As if he had seen enough of Zheng Lin, a seventh-level demon with the most arrogant temper took the lead in attacking Zheng Lin.
What makes Zheng Lin strange is that although the seventh-level demon is wielding a wooden stick, it is not like the dark green stick in Zul's hand, and it is also far different from the wooden stick in the hands of ordinary demons. Zheng Lin swung his sword to block it.
, but it was very easy to cut off the wooden stick in the demon's hand.
However, the sword light of the divine sword scraped against the seventh-level demon's body, but it did not easily cut its skin. The body defense of this seventh-level demon obviously did not drop too much, and was not much different from Nazur's.
Thinking of Zul, Zheng Lin couldn't help but think of the colorful magic stick that had been lying in his storage ring.
Back then, Zul was stealing the show while holding this colorful magic stick. Zheng Lin had always had a lot of things to do and almost never stopped. He rarely checked the good things in his storage ring. Now that he thought about it, he naturally wanted to
Take it out.
When Zheng Lin poured divine energy into the magic stick, the magic stick burst out with colorful divine light, and instantly grew dozens of times in size.
At this time, the monks of all races who had been waiting around for a long time also pounced on him.
Zur was dead long ago, and all his soul power was absorbed by Zheng Lin. What surprised Zheng Lin was that his soul contained a little aura of the demon clan, but it allowed this colorful magic stick to be transformed without any need for sacrifice.
Show your divine power.
The moment Zheng Lin poured his divine energy into it, he felt a sense of unity with the divine stick. This feeling was clearly only experienced by the monks after they recognized the master of the magic weapon. Zheng Lin intuitively felt that as long as his mind moved, this colorful god would
The stick can grow larger or smaller at will, but it requires sufficient divine support. With the help of such a powerful magic weapon, Zheng Lin's confidence has also increased by three points.
Swinging up the colorful magic stick, Zheng Lin made a sweeping sweep at the monks of all races who were rushing toward him. The strong fluctuations in divine power instantly set off a powerful whirlwind, and the magic stick was driven by Zheng Lin's thoughts as it advanced.
It gradually swelled, and in the blink of an eye it expanded to more than a hundred times, like a giant pillar holding up the sky, and all the monks who blocked its path were smashed away.
The power of the colorful magic stick in Zheng Lin's hand was more than ten times more powerful than that in Zuer's hand. Zheng Lin was so happy that he put away the useless magic sword and kept swinging the colorful magic stick to hit the surrounding monks.
.
Whenever the monks who were hit by the colorful magic stick, no matter how powerful they were, they all spurted blood and flew back at this time. The monks of all races who were still smiling proudly just now all changed their expressions and stepped back one after another.
No one expected that the party with the upper hand in numbers would actually become the fleeing party. Feeling relieved, Zheng Lin chased after him, and a monk from various races who was just a little slower was killed by the colorful magic stick.
Smashed into meatloaf.
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The fourth update is here. If you want Xiao Fei to continue to explode, please don't begrudge the gold medal in your hand.
