Chapter 782: Hunter's Prey (1)

Since these three feather arrows couldn't dodge at all, Lin Ruoli was not doing much in vain, he simply stood in place, stretched his arm forward, and dozens of lotus phantoms appeared around, and wrapped the three feather arrows directly in the center. 35xs

Lin Ruoli snorted coldly, and then all the rotating lotus phantoms exploded in unison, and dozens of lotus flowers exploded by themselves, causing a few zhang of air explosion point to suddenly form around them, and in the roar, a huge power light source was formed, and the three feather arrows were directly engulfed in it.

Even though those three feather arrows are tenacious, under the Demon Lotus Secret Technique, there is still no scum left that has been destroyed!

At the same time, there was a ping-pong sound on the other side, and Lin Ruoli's dozens of golden flying swords were slashing at the barrier formed by the wings of the cultivators of the Iron Eagle Clan.

"Sure enough, it means something!" Lin Ruoli obviously also saw the other party's pair of wings, and his good defensive power really resisted her golden flying sword.

Under the urging of the magic trick, the golden flying sword was full of light, and dozens of flying swords slashed down like a whirlwind, and the speed was so great that only the golden rays of those flying swords could be seen trembling, and they couldn't see the original appearance of the golden flying swords at all.

The golden flying swords slashed out more than ten times one after another in an instant, and after dozens of golden flying swords were cut down together, the cultivator of the Iron Eagle Clan only resisted slightly, and then found that he had been relying on a pair of iron wings.

Frightened, he suddenly turned his direction, and started to fight with all his might, and was about to flee into the distance, but at this moment, Lin Ruoli's figure had already appeared beside him under the lightning, and a blue thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm directly hit the body of this Iron Eagle Clan, instantly shocking his body, and then dozens of flying swords directly penetrated his wing defense, and cut it into dozens of pieces in an instant.

The flying sword refined by the golden ancient tree, the wings of the Iron Eagle Clan cultivator can barely resist one or two, and it is already possible, how can his physical body resist it.

Lin Ruoli immediately flashed and shot away into the distance!

Five hundred miles away from the mountains in the center, Qin Ling looked at the three cultivators of the same clan in front of him with a gloomy face, he didn't expect that on the second day of the mountain, he would encounter robbers, and these three robbers were the cultivators of their own clan of the Burial Spirit Clan.

"I'm the little prince of the Burial Spirit Clan, you dare to be unreasonable to me?" Qin Ling knew that the other party had malicious intentions to stop him, and there must be a purpose.

"It's a pity, the person who will inherit the throne of my clan in the future will always be the eldest prince, and the order we received is to end your life here, this is all a fight between the two of you, and it has nothing to do with us!" A Burial Spirit Clan cultivator seemed to have a helpless explanation, but there was already a fierce light in his eyes.

As soon as the Burial Spirit Clan cultivator's words fell, a flash of demonic aura swirled around his body, and a demonic purple light appeared, blasting forward with a punch towards Qin Ling, and the two cultivators behind him followed closely behind him and attacked at the same time.

"Hmph, but I'm the son of the Burial King after all!" Qin Ling lowered his head and a faint trace of sadness appeared!

The three cultivators of the Burial Spirit Clan, all of whom were cultivators in the Concentration Realm, attacked Qin Ling in total, and between the flying spells, the cultivation of the Concentration Realm was all displayed, and there was no room for any hands between the shots, it seemed that they really wanted to put Qin Ling to death!

Qin Ling took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the murderous aura was already full of murderous intent, and there was no longer the slightest strange expression.