I don't know if the others present have seen it, but Wu Xian clearly saw that after the cold-faced stranger waved his wings and retreated, Lin Chong's tall figure turned into a bolt of lightning, a real lightning, and pounced on the cold-faced stranger at a speed-like speed, and grabbed his neck. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Many people thought that they were dazzled, but in fact, Lin Chong did incarnate lightning, but all this happened in a very short moment, and few people dared to believe their eyes.

Lin Chong's current body shape is like an inflated giant, although it is not as exaggerated as standing up to the sky, but it is really a world of difference compared to ordinary people, as long as he raises his hand, he can touch the barrier above his head.

Instead of touching the barrier, he grabbed the cold-faced stranger's neck, his palm just the size of his hand to completely imprison the cold-faced stranger's neck, making it impossible to break free no matter what.

The cold-faced stranger's wings fluttered violently, as if he wanted to lead his body to escape, but was caught by Lin Chong's other hand.

Lin Chong simply let go of his neck, grabbed his two wings with both hands instead, and smashed them to the ground hard.

The cold-faced stranger reluctantly abandoned his wings and fled in mid-air, his wings shining with blue light being folded into several pieces in Lin Chong's hands.

A new pair of wings grew from his back, not as long as the previous pair, and the luster was not as shiny as before, and it seemed that Lin Chong had also hurt his original qi.

Lin Chong didn't rush forward, the scarlet under his eyes was about to swallow up the whole pair of eyes, the muscles on his arms swelled again, and his clothes were already stretched out in several places, revealing his deranged skin.

And that's not all, at some point a huge circle of light appeared behind him, comparable to his size, and in the circle there was a swirling vortex, and an illusion emerged from the vortex.

The illusion was also in the form of a giant, several times larger than Lin Chong's, and it passed through the barrier without hindrance, and the top of its head was almost on par with the deans on the second floor.

"What kind of energy body is this, that can actually penetrate the barrier?" muttered to himself.

In her cognition, the barrier can isolate the power of Dou Qi, magic weapons, magic, scrolls, and demonic beasts, but the illusion behind Lin Chong, why can it penetrate the barrier?

The illusion gradually changed from transparent at the beginning to a dark blue liquid shape, and every time it moved, it seemed like water was gliding, full of life tension. In addition to the dark blue liquid shape, the giant's mouth let out a thunderclap from time to time, and the people on the ground listened to it, and it felt like thunder sounded in the air for no reason.

The cold-faced strange man still had lingering palpitations about the scene just now, and he didn't dare to get too close to Lin Chong, and his fighting spirit turned into a tongue of fire one zhang wide, and he swooped down from the air, the heat wave rolled, and the flames were monstrous.

The scarlet in Lin Chong's eyes was hotter than this tongue of fire in the sky, he stood in place and threw a punch, the fist wind did not even touch the outer flames, but the illusion behind him also followed with a punch, it hit out in a circle, and the air was filled with thunder and lightning arcs, booming and booming, if it weren't for the clear sky outside, maybe I really thought it was the prelude to a thundershower.

The dark blue fist mark faced the wide tongue of fire head-on, I don't know if it was the liquid that worked, or the thunder and lightning showed great might, the tongue of fire was actually pressed, and the fist mark passed through the raging fire and directly attached to the chest of the cold-faced stranger.

The cold-faced strange man seemed to have been struck by lightning, his whole body twitched, his blue eyes fell back to pale color, and the realm of the peak of the ninth stage of Dou Ling was also declining little by little, as if he had been beaten back to his original form all of a sudden.