Chapter Seventy-Three: The Old Man's Slashing Spirit

Looking at the big hole in the wall that Lin slowly knocked out, Zhao Bin nodded with satisfaction, moved his arm, and pointed to the onlookers who were dumbfounded and said.

"You two go in and bring that nun out, find a room for her to recuperate, my punch will hurt her even if she has a defensive magic weapon, and when she is well, let her guard the teleportation array!" As for the green bull spirit beast, ....... ”

Zhao Bin frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said.

"Send it to her too, don't hurt."

Nodding, the two monks pointed out by Zhao Bin were about to raise their legs and move their bodies, when a slight sound of wooden planks being trampled resounded in the silent field, making the faces of the onlookers all condense.

Even Zhao Bin had a heavy face and hurriedly turned his head to look at the hole that Lin slowly knocked out.

"Click"

Another sound of wooden planks shattering sounded, causing the onlookers to druffle their breathing.

After a few breaths, under Zhao Bin's eyes, a white and delicate, slender jade hand with the white clothes on his arm calmly stretched out, swept up at will, and smashed the large wooden plank with cracks on the wooden wall above.

Lin slowly walked out of the hole with a gentle expression, patted the dust that did not exist on his clothes, and said with a light smile.

"You...... Not bad! ”

It caused an uproar among the onlookers.

"What, I was hit by Deacon Zhao's punch so badly, and now I can't see the slightest injury, and I don't even have any torn clothes, how is this possible?"

"It's really powerful, and the most powerful person in the place of punishment after that, except for Deacon Zhao, is none other than this woman."

didn't care about the noise of onlookers in the distance, Zhao Bin's eyes flickered, and he carefully glanced at Lin Slowly from top to bottom, and finally stopped his gaze on the white clothes that Lin Slowly was wearing, and asked tentatively after a pause.

"Spiritual weapons?"

Nodding, Lin slowly said generously without the slightest concealment.

"Spirit Weapon!"

The conversation between the two did not lower their voices, so among the onlookers, there was another commotion.

"Oh my God, that turned out to be a spiritual weapon, how many spiritual stones do you need for that land? Where did she get the spirit stone? ”

"Rich, really rich."

"Hahaha."

A loud laugh suppressed the noise beside him, and Zhao Bin did not have the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, and said with a laugh.

"Okay, even if you are powerful, having a spiritual weapon during the Qi refining period is also part of your cultivation, but I still have one move here, which is my Zhao Bin's strongest move so far, do you dare to do next? Of course, if you use the spirit weapon again, I, Zhao Bin, will not compare with you, and will directly admit defeat. ”

Looking at the strong man laughing in front of him, Lin slowly felt a trace of admiration for the other party's ease. Reaching out and pressing on the shirt on his body, the light on the shirt flickered, and then slowly dimmed.

The cultivation of the tenth level of Zhao Bin's Qi cultivation was faced, even if the other party belonged to a physical cultivation with extremely strong combat power in the same realm, and had mastered many moves that made Lin slowly marvel at the explosion of strength. But in the method that Lin slowly used to save his life, he didn't just rely on this defensive spiritual weapon on his body.

The bird standing on the fragile branches never believes in the small branches and leaves under its feet, but in the pair on its body...... Wings that can fly.

His eyes lit up, and seeing that Lin slowly sealed the ability of the spiritual weapon on his body without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Bin stretched out his thick arm and slowly stretched out a thumbs up to Lin.

"Well, it's a pleasure. Regardless of whether you can take this trick intact or not, from now on, in the Land of Torture, you can move freely, without entering the spirit vein to mine, or what kind of work to do, completely free. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the onlookers all leaked with envy, but no one was jealous of Lin slowly.

"If you're jealous, if you have the ability, you can also go up and fight with Deacon Zhao!"

Thick hands clash with each other, making a sound of gold and iron. Zhao Bin roared, and his arms, which had completely become the same color as the mountain stone, gradually turned black in color, emitting a metallic luster.

After taking a breath, this trick was also a big drain for Zhao Bin, and he raised his head and reminded Lin slowly and kindly.

"You have to be careful, this trick is a spell I found by chance in the spirit stone vein, and it is very extraordinary. It's also the first time I've used it in actual combat, and I can't send and receive it freely, so if I feel like I can't resist it, I will leave the place quickly, and I won't control the spell to chase you. ”

When Lin nodded slowly, Zhao Bin roared, a pair of thick arms like wheels were raised above his head, and then slammed into the ground with a whining wind. Let Lin slowly frown, he actually heard a hint of a tiger's roar from the movement of Zhao Bin's hands.

With a loud bang, the ground shattered, and tiny cracks spread like spider webs to the surroundings, and the splashed dust firmly covered Lin Yan's vision, but for a while, there was no change from the dust.

In the puzzled discussion of the onlookers, Lin slowly frowned deeper, feeling that a cold gaze like a demon beast in the smoke and dust was staring at him tightly, and at the same time, under the Zhuji Divine Sense in his mind, the sound of the tiger's roar became more and more obvious.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the scene inside was faintly visible. The onlookers' puzzled arguments increased, and the sound of the tiger's roar that Lin slowly heard reached its extreme.

A huge black shadow quickly rushed out of the dust, and the black giant tiger the size of three zhang raised its head to the sky and let out a roar that made all the onlookers have a brief dizziness. A pair of tyrannical, irrational eyes looked at Lin slowly, and as he approached quickly, he raised his palm comparable to the size of Lin Slowly's entire body, and slapped it fiercely towards Lin Slowly's head.

His eyes moved as the black tiger approached, feeling that the giant tiger was only a trace of strength comparable to Zhuji, which was enough to easily kill the ten layers of general qi cultivation in an instant, Lin slowly had a trace of sigh on his face, and Lin slowly put learning powerful spells on his agenda.

Although Zhao Bin's move is strong, Lin Slowly is also not an ordinary tenth-layer Qi cultivator, what really makes Lin slowly have confident wings is the divine sense that has been built in his body.

Behind the black giant tiger formed by spiritual power, Zhao Bin looked nervous and paid attention to how Lin would slowly resist his move, whether he would use magic to resist or run away quickly, but when he saw Lin slowly and slowly raised his right hand.

Tsukiki's divine consciousness slowly came out of his body, ready to be used to fight against the black giant tiger that was still some distance away from him. But Lin slowly searched in his heart and thought about whether he had any good spells, and it would be too embarrassing for him to have no eye-catching spells for himself who had already built a foundation for his divine sense.

But thinking about it, except for Xiao Chunyu Duel who assists Lingzhi and the like, Lin Slowly of the combat class has really not learned any moves, and he has not even touched the combat spell.

"I really doubt how I can survive until now."

With a wry smile, Lin was about to give up helplessly, but his expression suddenly moved.

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In a verdant spiritual field, looking at the excellent growth of the spiritual valley, an old man with a kind face rubbed his sore old waist. Said to the girl behind him who was still trying to serve Lingtian and was wearing a light blue shirt.

"Girl! Why do you say this Spirit Valley is unhappy? ”

Hearing the old man's words, the girl said without raising her head.

"Lack of life."

After thinking about it, the old man's expression moved, and he looked at Linggu, which was obviously much better than himself after the girl cast the spell, and the old man asked.

"Girl! You say where do I borrow some vitality from your Spirit Valley, do you say it's okay? ”

After a pause, the busy girl raised her head for the first time, leaked her pretty appearance, squinted her eyes and looked at the old man and asked.

"What? Didn't take your medicine today? ”

There was dissatisfaction and embarrassment on the old man's face.

"Nonsense, the old man is still in good health."

"Okay, okay, you're good, then you can borrow as much as you want."

The girl feels that it is also a virtue to respect the elderly from time to time.

Nodding with satisfaction, the old man stroked his gray beard, pointed to the Linggu under Lin slowly with one hand, and pointed to the Linggu in front of him with the other, and made a gesture that a girl looked like she wanted to laugh, and snorted coldly.

"Slash the Spirit."

With a serious look on her face, the girl who watched it was inexplicably serious.

At the end, the girl watched her spirit valley quickly wither and turn yellow. In shock, he looked at the Linggu under the old man, then shook his head, and continued to cast spells on the Linggu under him, saying in his mouth.

"Old man, you owe me a spirit valley."

"Oh no, I didn't borrow it, but I'm halfway done. You see, your spiritual valley is lifeless and dead. ”

Shaking her head, the girl said boredly without raising her head.

"Can you take your feet away from the root of my Spirit Valley first? If you step on the roots of my Spirit Valley again, believe it or not, I will cut down your Spirit Valley in minutes? ”

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There was a look of longing in his eyes, and Lin slowly leaked a smile from the corner of his mouth, the old man's move at the beginning seemed to make him happy, but at this moment, in retrospect, he had a different feeling, every action of the old man at that time now looks so perfect.

Shaking his head with a chuckle, Lin slowly closed his eyes slightly, and his outstretched right hand clenched his fist, leaving only the index finger and middle finger fingers together into a sword, and he slashed down lightly without the slightest strength.

A chuckle came out of his mouth.

"Slash the Spirit."

He opened his eyes with a smile in his eyes, and after enough recollection, Lin was about to use his Tsukiji Divine Sense to destroy the giant tiger, and he instantly stiffened.