Although no one mentioned it, many elders of the Lin family understood that the crises encountered on the road by their Lin family's escort of goods this time were probably mixed with the figure of the Hundred Ghost Sect.

Although they didn't expect that the Hundred Ghost Sect would dare to set up an ambush and strangle them so openly, it would be a lie to say that the Lin family was not prepared at all.

Although there were no martial artists in the Great Martial Master Realm for fear of attracting the attention of the Hundred Ghost Sect on this caravan trip, all of the people who traveled this time were good at the Martial Master Realm.

Lin Zhenhong's cultivation has already stepped into the Great Perfection of the Martial Master Realm, and he is only one step away from entering the Great Martial Master Realm. Moreover, he has practiced the Thunder Light Gun Dao for decades, and his thunder attribute True Yuan is extremely domineering, and he can be called the first person in the Lin family's martial arts realm.

And although Lin Yuexin is still young, he already has the cultivation of the early stage of the martial arts realm. In his hand, he is also in charge of the Lin family's spiritual weapon, Xuangong Fenghua, which can be said to be the hole card of their trip.

At this time, under Lin Yuexin's surprise, he had already broken through the formation laid out by the Hundred Ghost Sect, and before the four black-robed people who sacrificed to the formation had time to react, they were killed into slag by the counter-devouring power of the formation.

The formation was broken, and the figures of the three old men fell into the eyes of everyone in the Lin family, and Lin Zhenhong looked at them with murderous intent.

With a twist of the spear in his hand, his body moved with the gun, and the gun came out like a dragon. The astonishing power of thunder covered this high-grade treasure weapon, and a spear stabbed out, and the tip of the spear that jumped with thunder pointed directly at the three people.

Although he was injured in the chest and abdomen by the previous Skeleton Ghost King's palm, his combat power was still there. The cultivation of the two of them, Ghost Death and Ghost Li, was only lingering in the middle of the Martial Master Realm, and even if his injuries were a few points worse, it would not be difficult to kill them.

This is his Lin Zhenhong's self-confidence.

In the face of this spear like a divine dragon, these two old men who could not cultivate the martial arts realm did not have the slightest panic on their faces, and looked at Lin Zhenhong, who was stabbed by a shot, and there was even a slight mockery in their eyes.

"Something is wrong......"

Just as his shot was about to fall, a warning suddenly flashed in Lin Zhenhong's heart. However, at this time, he was already old with this gun, and he couldn't change his moves, so he could only urge a true yuan to push the power of this gun to the peak.

Thunder light emerged, volleying into the sky, and the shape of the Guanhong spear could no longer be seen in everyone's eyes, only a hideous thunder dragon could be seen breaking through the void and biting down towards the three old men.

"The martial artist realm is complete, this shot has been on fire for at least thirty years......"

The thunder dragon came to bite it, but it was not the two old men Lin Zhenhong knew who spoke, but the thin old man who stood in the first place and once made sarcastic remarks.

"It's a pity that one step is a world of difference. Today, the old man accepted this high-grade treasure!"

As the old man's voice fell, he saw the old man raise his hand a little, press out a finger, and just fall on the tip of the gun, and a dazzling light lit up among them.

Lin Zhenhong's full force shot was completely fixed by his finger, even if Lin Zhenhong's true yuan was surging, and the thunder on the tip of the gun was flashing, he couldn't cross the thunder pool by half a step.

"Not good!"

Lin Zhenhong was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly put away his gun and retreated, but after the old man forced the Guanhong spear to stop with one finger, he immediately changed his finger to his palm, firmly locked the tip of the gun, and let the power of the thunder shock, but it did not hurt him in the slightest.

In addition to his finger Xuanguang, the other palm that the old man had been carrying behind him also poked out from the sleeve of his shirt. The pitch-black ghost aura swirled around it, and a punch was imprinted on Lin Zhenhong's chest.

Burst......

Under this punch, Lin Zhenhong's chest collapsed, and the whole person penetrated the cold ice like a cannonball, and even the coherent rainbow spear came out of his hand, and blood was scattered in the air.

"Huh?"

The old man who punched Lin Zhenhong away seemed to be a little surprised. Just now, when his punch fell, a mysterious light suddenly lit up on Lin Zhenhong's armor. He could feel that most of the power of this punch was blocked by that light ray.

"Xuanjia, it seems that your status in the Lin family is not low, and you even have this kind of treasure ......"

The old man exclaimed, raised his hand to hold the spear that still released the power of thunder, and waved it slightly, and a thunderbolt suddenly shot out, plowing the cold ice under his feet into a deep ravine.

"The old man has a thousand ghosts, and the elders of the Inner Gate of the Hundred Ghost Sect are not comparable to those two juniors. ”

"Uncle Six!"

Lin Yuexin saw that Lin Zhenhong was defeated in one move, and she couldn't help but have a pale look on her face.

Lin Zhenhong was blasted away by this fierce force, and he didn't stop until his body hit the snowy mountain, and the blood in his mouth spurted out like he didn't want money, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Big...... Great Martial Master ......"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

Although the skeleton ghost king also has the realm of a great martial artist, after all, it is a powerful ghost soul condensed by the formation, even though the boundless ghost spirit is famous and powerful, but after all, it is not a real martial artist.

Strong is strong, but the cover door is also very obvious, everyone works together, after all, there is still a glimmer of life.

And the martial artists of the Great Martial Master realm are different, they are the strong people who have really come to this point after decades of hard cultivation and polishing their true yuan.

Shaking the spear he had just snatched from Lin Zhenhong again, Ghost Qianjiao seemed to be extremely satisfied, and raised his hand to put it into the storage bag. His gaze fell on Lin Yuexin's body, or the Fenghua Xuangong in Lin Yuexin's hand, and the greedy light in his eyes was not concealed at all, and he walked towards Lin Yuexin.

That's a spiritual weapon!

Psychic magic weapon, even the martial king is afraid that he will be tempted. If he can get it, even if he can't recognize the Lord, as long as he dedicates it to the sect, how can the benefits he get be measured in words?

Lin Yuexin's body trembled, and she looked at the old man who came over, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes. Raising his blood-soaked fingers, he pulled the bowstring again.

The True Yuan Sutra in her body had already consumed eight or nine out of ten arrows before, and the rest was no longer enough for her to pull open this spiritual weapon again.

But she still pulled it up slowly, even if her fingertips were bloodless, she didn't want to stop. When the bowstring opened, a wisp of green silk on the girl's head slowly turned white.

This arrow turned out to be at the cost of consuming her own longevity to urge the spirit weapon.

When the Xuan Bow in Lin Yuexin's hand was full of meteors, the pace under the feet of Ghost Qianjiao suddenly stopped, and he suddenly felt a strange force restraining his body, making him unable to move.

On the ice under his feet, a flame divine ring centered on him appeared, and a magma-like divine light gushed out from it, firmly imprisoning the old man's body inside.

The divine light evolved and actually gave birth to the shape of an ancient tree, and the ghost was imprisoned in the heart of the ancient tree.

"Phoenix-perched Sycamore ......"

Lin Yuexin clenched her teeth, looking at the old man who was suddenly blocked on the ice, her eyes flashed with determination, and her fingers slowly loosened the bowstring.

With a coquettish shout, a phoenix arrow flew out from the Xuangong in her hand again. This time, there were no 10,000 arrows fired at once, the scene of a hundred birds and a phoenix, and all the power was gathered in this feather arrow.

The target of this arrow is the old man who was imprisoned by the previous bow method, the elder of the inner gate of the Hundred Ghost Sect, the ghost thousand tribulations!

"The Divine Bird Returns!"

The sacred bird returned to its nest, and the fire burned the sky.