Chapter 918: The Rain Clan's Double Pride

"I thought I was going to use three moves, but I overestimated you, in fact, one move is enough!"

At the same time, a soft voice floated out, shocking everyone.

Rain Master Mo Ping also had his pupils condensed, the son of Nianchen was actually so strong? How could this be possible, the son of Nianchen didn't have any cultivation resources, and he was born in the land of a hundred domains, how could he defeat the genius of their rain clan!

"You dare to hurt my son!"

The hall was silent for a moment, and a harsh voice came out at the same time, it was Mo Zifan's mother.

"The Rain Clan is a proud race, but your son seems to be very embarrassing, don't let people trick casually if you don't have the strength!" Lin Ling looked at the beautiful woman lightly, and let the beautiful woman's pupils condense, these elders have always compared their sons with others, and Mo Nianchen's son, they thought it was the most bottom-of-the-table existence, but now, they can't seem to compare!

"It's just a fight, stinky boy, but you hurt others, he's your cousin!" the other reprimanded, it was Lin Ling's uncle.

"It's just the result of my own efforts!"

Lin Ling looked at the man again.

"According to what you say, I will teach you a lesson, and that is also the result of your own inadequacy?" said a Rain Clan junior coldly.

Lin Ling laughed, and his smile was extremely evil: "Don't talk about you, even if all the Emperor Spirit Realm juniors go together, you won't be able to teach me a lesson!"

"Ugh!"

The descendants of the Rain Clan are all pupils condensed, this son of Mo Nianchen, so crazy!

"If you don't believe it, try it, come as many as you want, defeat as many as you want!"

Lin Ling stepped forward and defeated these Rain Clan geniuses, not only could he see his mother, but he could also win glory for his mother, so he would not retreat.

"What a stinky mouth, I'll try to see if you have the strength, rain curtain obstacle!"

A rain clan Tianjiao strode out, his mysterious talent was revealed, the rain and mist were hazy, and he actually separated Lin Ling's aura from heaven and earth!

The Rain Clan is one of the four great desolate clans, their talent is naturally not weak, if someone else is present, the aura of heaven and earth will be blocked, and the defense and attack will be greatly weakened, but Lin Ling's cultivation of innate qigong is strong, and he will not be hindered at all without the help of heaven and earth aura in the short term!

Shout!

Step out, like a sword out of the sheath, a fist blast out!

"Thousands of purples and thousands of reds!"

That day is also the true intention of exerting powerful martial arts!

Rumble!

The fists and palms collided, but that day Jiao was bombarded and flew upside down, how did he know that Lin Ling could be invincible in the Emperor Spirit Realm with his physical body!

"Next!"

An indifferent voice came out again in the main hall.

"Arrogance!"

Another Rain Clan Tianjiao walked out: "According to the generation, you belong to my cousin, so I won't let you!"

"Then I'll let you go!"

Lin Ling smiled lightly, stood motionless in place, those words made the Rain Clan's Tianjiao's face extremely ugly, his body moved, and five afterimages appeared, and then pounced on Lin Ling.

Bang bang bang!

The five remnants are all real bodies, some with fists, some with palms, and some condescendingly cut down with one leg like a tomahawk!

Rumble!

A dull voice sounded, but in the same place, Lin Ling was safe and sound, his physical body was condensed, and he was already not afraid of any Emperor Spirit Realm.

"That's all there is to it?"

Lin Ling's fist blasted out like a meteor, and the five figures were all blown upside down.

"Who else?"

Then, the voice came out again, making many people's hearts tremble, so that it seemed that except for the two strongest geniuses of the Rain Clan, no one in the younger generation was his opponent!

This son of Mo Nianchen, if he doesn't make a sound, it's just a blockbuster!

"That's amazing!"

Mo Xiaoyan stroked her mouth with her small hand, you must know that her cousins placed in the Seven Great Martial Arts Palaces must be the top existences on the Tianjiao List, but they are not Lin Ling's opponents, so what kind of strength is Lin Ling? Could it be the first day of the Seven Great Martial Arts Palaces?

"Can I see my mother?"

Seeing that no one dared to go up, Lin Ling said slowly, turned around, and looked at Yushi Mo Ping.

Before, Yu Shi Mo Ping said that the Rain Clan is a big family that puts interests first, and now, he has shown his strength, which means that the potential in the future is not weak, so according to the perspective of interests, Lin Ling should have other privileges.

"At such an age, the Emperor Spirit Realm is invincible, powerful, let me try your strength!"

At this moment, a young man in white walked in outside the hall, he carried his hands behind his back, and his steps seemed to have the natural charm of heaven and earth, and his pace seemed to be not fast, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Lin Ling, and a huge momentum quietly diffused out, which was the strength of the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm!

His age is about a year older than Lin Ling, but his strength is as powerful as the Holy Son of the Bodhi Holy Palace!

Thundered!

The rain curtain of heaven and earth is coming, it is the mysterious small world of rain, making the center of the hall seem to have become an area of heavy rain, and in the rain, two figures stand looking at each other, one of them is the mysterious young man in white, and the other is Lin Ling!

"Such a strong momentum, it is definitely not an ordinary Holy Spirit Realm powerhouse!"

Lin Ling's heart was shocked, he found that he couldn't move his whole body, as if he was under control in the rain, but he still controlled himself, and his right hand slowly touched the Ba Sing Sword behind him!

This is usually a sword drawing action, but today it is extremely difficult!

"Cousin Mo Zihu!"

The faces of the other people in the hall changed drastically, but some of the younger generation looked at them with admiration.

Among the geniuses of the Rain Clan, any one of them is the top Tianjiao of the Seven Great Martial Arts Palaces, and the most dazzling geniuses of the Rain Clan are Mo Zihu and Mo Zilong, both of whom have a great reputation in the Four Great Desolate Clans, and they have entered the Holy Spirit Realm at a young age, and they are called the Double Pride of the Rain Clan!

Of course, they are all top powers, but no one knows them at all in the Seven Great Martial Arts Palaces, because the Tianjiao of the Martial Arts Hall is not qualified enough to know!

And today, Lin Ling alone swept away all the geniuses of the Rain Clan, so it was naturally impossible for Mo Zihu not to come out, he represented the orthodox bloodline, and Lin Ling represented the collateral bloodline, how could he make Lin Ling proud!

"Does it have to be the Rain Clan's arrogance to suppress him?"

Rain Master Mo Ping looked at Lin Ling deeply, he had seen that Lin Ling's physical body was very strong, but then all the geniuses fought one by one, and he also wanted to see Lin Ling's limit, but who knows, no one among the geniuses of the Rain Clan can stop Lin Ling, and the strongest Junjie must be dispatched to suppress it.

Although Lin Ling was suppressed, he didn't feel it in his heart, after all, Lin Ling was already defeated, and there were only two geniuses in the entire Rain Clan above Lin Ling!

Thundered!

The mysterious world of rain is still grand, constantly suppressing Lin Ling, and Mo Zihu also saw that Lin Ling was about to draw his sword, he smiled lightly: "In front of me, what can you do if you draw your sword?"

Lin Ling's pupils were cold, the other party was the strongest opponent he had encountered so far, and he couldn't pull out his sword!

But if you can't draw the sword, it's a great shame!

Thundered!

The small world in Lin Ling's body surged wildly, and one after another power and flames erupted, allowing Lin Ling to finally hold the hilt of the sword, and Mo Zihu didn't care at all, under the mystery of his rain, what could Lin Ling do when he drew his sword?

"That's it!"

At this moment, Yu Shi Mo Ping said lightly, but as soon as his words fell, a sword shot out!

"The Mystery of Flame Killing!"

The sword is like fire, like thunder, with the true meaning of the sword, but with the mystery of a heavy fire, the edge is cut out!