Chapter 165: The strength of a generation of Tianjiao

"Lin Ling!"

An Yuer looked back and couldn't help but be happy.

During this period of time, Lin Ling's name has spread throughout the outer city, although An Yuer has stayed at home, she has also heard of it slightly, and the result is the same as her guess when she was in the Guyan faction, this young man is by no means a mediocre person, and he will finally become famous in Yunhai City one day.

"Senior Sister An."

Lin Ling walked over with a smile, and after seeing An Yu'er, he was a little surprised in his heart, but after thinking about it, when he was in the Guyan Sect, Senior Sister An gave him a feeling that he couldn't see through, plus the surname of the An Zhi Gu clan, so Senior Sister An is a child of the Eight Great Gu Clans, which is not uncommon.

But what made him happy was that at least he had seen the old people in Yunhai City.

"Sister Yu'er, do you know him?" An Zhiyuan frowned and looked at Lin Ling, the young man had threatened to form an alliance with them before, but he was not familiar with the young man.

An Yu'er smiled and nodded: "The new generation of the Yan Ancient Clan!"

As soon as these words came out, An Zhiyuan was impressed, and the cloudy night and Ah Tang in the distance smiled disdainfully, the new generation of Tianjiao of the Yanzhi Ancient Clan, they had naturally heard of it, but this generation of Tianjiao, in name only, actually dared to come to join in the fun.

"Lin Ling, it's none of your business here, leave here immediately, I don't blame the past!" Ah Tang of the Deadwood Ancient Clan said lightly, his words with majesty.

Lin Ling laughed shamefully, didn't pay attention to him, but came to An Yu'er's side: "How about the alliance? Then the Xia Demon Winter Stone Beast obtained will be divided equally!"

Hearing this, An Zhiyuan just wanted to speak, saying that Lin Ling would not help the two of them much, but An Yuer had already spoken: "Okay, alliance with each other!"

"Sister Yu'er"

An Zhiyuan frowned slightly, he really couldn't understand why An Yu'er was allied with Lin Ling, Lin Ling is a third-generation disciple, what his strength is, he doesn't know at all, he only knows that his status is high, and the alliance with Lin Ling, isn't An Zhigu's clan at a loss?

"Believe me, this alliance is good for us!" An Yuer was very confident in Lin Ling, she was too familiar with Lin Ling.

This made An Zhiyuan want to stop talking, so he could only give up.

And the two of them laughed mockingly in the dark night in the distance, if Lin Ming was here, they would be jealous, but Lin Ling just had a name!

"Since we have taken advantage, then let them strike first, those who lose leave here, and they must not touch the summer demon and winter stone beasts here!"

"Last time in the West Demon Mountain Mine, the Yan Ancient Clan put us together, it is said that it was Lin Ling's idea, then this kid will be left to me today!"

"Lin Ling, Sister Yu'er and I have to join forces to deal with Ah Tang, facing the dark night, you can only rely on yourself!"

The big battle was about to break out, An Zhiyuan looked at Lin Ling and said, there are five people on Lin Ling's side, but the other four are weaker, obviously not qualified to enter the battlefield of a generation of children, Lin Ling can only rely on himself.

"It's not weak on a cloudy night, Lin Ling, you have to be careful!" An Yu'er also said.

Lin Ling nodded, drew out the Chonghuang Sword, and looked at the dark night lightly.

"The children of the eight ancient clans, the strength is also divided, three generations of children, two generations of children, a generation of children and a generation of Tianjiao, my strength is under a generation of Tianjiao, and although you have the name of a generation of Tianjiao, but there is no real name, today, I will let me be sober and sober, and see what a generation of Tianjiao is!"

Yin Ye took a step forward, and a powerful aura erupted on his body, which was the strength of the four-star martial spirit realm, and his aura was extremely weird, eerie and evil, and the whole person was like a ghost king who came out of the ground.

Boom!

At the same time, ghosts appeared behind him, and they were ghost heads, these ghosts had hideous faces, some had bloody eyes, some grinned teeth, and some were smiling evilly!

Eight-faced ghosts!

This is his gifted spirit!

This spirit gave him control over eight types of ghosts, and through continuous blood sacrifices, he made the eight types of ghosts become ghost kings.

After the eight-sided ghost head appeared, the yin wind gusted in the valley, and even An Yu'er and Ah Tang, who were already fighting, they all frowned slightly, the Yin Gu clan is too mysterious, usually hidden in the dark, but once a burden is paid to the water, then it is like coming from the nine shadows!

The ghost clan is really not in vain!

"Eight ghosts cry in all directions, you will become food in the mouth of my ghost king, I hope your soul is strong enough!"

"Weepers—go!"

Yin Ye pointed proudly, only to see one of the ghosts behind him whining sound, flying out, covering the sky and the sun, the yin wind gusted, the yin qi made people feel cold all over the body, and there was a feeling of drowsiness.

"It's cold!"

Lin Aofeng's faces turned pale.

Obviously, Yin Qi affects people's souls!

"You guys leave the valley first, and then come in when it's over!" Lin Ling turned around and said, but Lin Aofeng and the others didn't dare to stay, and left quickly, the battle at this level was not something they could wait and see.

"You'd better take care of yourself!"

In the distance, the disdainful laughter of the gloomy night came, his ghost king could devour souls, where could Lin Ling stop it?

It's a pity that he didn't know that Lin Ling's soul power was stronger than him!

"Huo Keyin, I want to see if you are a stronger ghost, or if my flame is stronger!" Lin Ling sneered, and the blue flames all over his body erupted, and the ghost rushed over, and was immediately incinerated by the flames with a painful sound!

"Huh?"

Yin Ye frowned, he didn't expect Lin Ling's flames to be so strong.

"Go, Ling Chi Ghost!"

Another wave of the night on a cloudy night!

Another ghost king shot at Lin Ling, this ghost king was in one place, a large number of cries appeared around the valley, and one after another visions that were difficult to see appeared, it was a picture of a person being executed by Ling Chi, and the scene was shocking.

"You're right, the strength of the children of the eight ancient clans is divided, but I think you are only the strength of the second generation of children!"

Lin Ling was fearless, holding the heavy sword in his hand, stepping on the earth, shooting towards the dark night, his sword was full of flames at the moment.

Swish!

On the way, all the scenes of Ling Chi's execution were cut off by Lin Ling's sword, and the flames continued to burn.

"The four ghosts carry the coffin, go!"

The face of the dark night is a little difficult to look at, after two moves, Lin Ling is still safe and sound, which makes the Haikou he boasted before extremely ridiculous now, what a generation of heavenly pride, but that's it!

So, he's got real!

The four ghost kings drew strange traces and rushed towards Lin Ling, and suddenly there was a gust of wind!

Fire Dancing Sun!

On Lin Lingjian's body, the blue fire erupted, constantly making a loud sound, and his whole person disappeared, looking at the four ghost kings and slashing away!

The Ghost King is very fast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch its traces, but Lin Ling's Fire Dance Bright Sun is even faster!

Bo Bo Bo!

In mid-air, the sound of an explosion came out, and no one could see what shot it was, only the four ghost kings were inexplicably injured by the flames and were blown apart.

"Three generations of flame arts!"

And the dark night stared, he had heard of this move, an extremely powerful move in the fire martial arts, but Lin Ling was only sixteen years old, how could he learn the three generations of flame arts?

"You have a good eye, but see if you can take it!"

At this moment, he heard a cold voice in the dark night, and then the blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and he saw the blue flames flying, and his heart instantly became solemn, these three generations of fire art have not ended, and after slashing the four ghost queens, they actually slashed like him!

He didn't know that the fire dance and the sun had always been five slashes, and the last slash was naturally slashed into the dark night!