Chapter 67: Seven Rank Martial Arts, Jintai Town's Devil's Clutches!

Although it is said that the level of martial arts and the realm of cultivation do not completely correspond, low-level martial artists will get high-level martial arts because of chance, and high-level martial artists will not be able to match high-level martial arts for various reasons.

However, as the Lord of the Tomb Mansion is a five-element Nirvana powerhouse, or even a higher-level Nirvana powerhouse, not to mention spiritual martial arts, there must be a lot of creation and chemical martial arts in his hands.

As a result, this guy only gave Lin Dong a set of high-grade nine-grade martial arts, which was really too stingy and very stingy.

"What do you want someone else to do? Moreover, this Heavenly Scale Halberd Method is also the top existence in the Nine Rank Martial Arts, and it can barely be regarded as a half-step Creation Chemical Martial Arts. ”

Lin Dong glanced at the little mink angrily, and his attitude was very good.

"Whew, whatever you want, it's all rubbish anyway."

The little mink muttered a few words, and then fled back to the ancestral stone space.

"Celestial Scale Halberd Method, let me get a glimpse of your mysteries......"

Lin Dong placed the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd on his legs, held the slender halberd body with both hands, and his mind gradually sank into his body.

The breeze blew slightly, and the figure sitting on the rock was as still as a sculpture, except for a majestic tiger beast that crouched at its feet and roared quietly from time to time.

"Roar!"

Xiao Yan's loud roar completely woke Lin Dong up, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see a golden ray of more than ten zhang in size rapidly piercing the sky, with an astonishing momentum and arrogance.

"The man is finally here, this guy is not too stupid."

Lin Dong put away the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd and jumped down from the rock.

"Hahaha, boy, quickly hand over the spiritual treasure of our Wang clan."

The golden mangs dispersed, and a golden-robed man with a golden spear on his feet stood proudly, like a god of war with a fighting spirit.

"Wang Yan, I'm curious where your confidence to hunt me down comes from? You are just a Formation Realm martial artist, but I have already forced Lin Langtian of the Qi Creation Realm back with one punch. ”

Lin Dong stretched out his hand and dusted off his shirt, looking at the golden-robed figure with interest.

"Hmph, although I am only a great achievement of the Formation Realm, but I have my clan's high-level Spirit Treasure Daluo Golden Spear on my body, and I can completely challenge the powerhouses of the Qi Creation Realm by leapfrogging, and it is not a leapfrogging challenge to deal with you."

"You are just a child of a small family in a remote town, and I am afraid that the clan does not even have a set of martial arts, how much real combat power can you have? And what I cultivate is all superior martial arts, what do you compare with me? ”

Wang Yan looked down at Lin Dong below, his face full of pride.

This is also where the confidence of the core children of the four major families lies, their starting point is different from others, when the disciples of the small family are still begging their father to ask for a set of middle school martial arts, they have already picked up the superior martial arts.

"Hmm, I see, it turns out that I have confidence in my own strength."

Lin Dong bowed his head slightly, and then smiled: "Thank you for your doubts, then let's talk about some serious things, rob, and hand over your Da Luo Golden Gun." ”

“......”

Wang Yan was slightly stunned, and then laughed presumptuously: "Hahaha, robbery? You actually want to rob Young Master Ben and me? What are you driving..."Boom!! ””

"Boom !!"

The mountain peaks shuddered suddenly, rubble splattered, and a figure sank deep into the mountain, and a clear humanoid depression appeared mockingly on the smooth mountain wall.

"I never joke with strangers."

The figure of the black-clothed young man quietly appeared in the place where Wang Yan had stood before, and glanced at Wang Yan who broke free from the mountain and flew out, the wind was light.

"You're unexpectedly strong."

Wang Yan, who had a solemn face, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth casually, and there was no contempt on his face, he seemed to have kicked the iron plate this time.

"I'll say it again, hand over the Da Luo Golden Gun and spare you from death."

Lin Dong, who was standing with his hands in his hands, stepped on the void with his eyes indifferent, and the powerful coercion firmly locked on Wang Yan on the opposite side, completely sealing all possibilities for him to escape.

In a matter of seconds, the tide turned!

"Hehe, if you want my clan's high-grade spirit treasure, then you will exchange your life for it!"

Wang Yan excitedly licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pressed it with his big hand, and the violent Yuan Force fluctuations suddenly gathered rapidly in his palm.

"Seven Rank Martial Arts, Jintai Town Devil's Hands!"

The torrential drink fell, and the ten thousand golden mangs transformed by Yuan Li quickly compressed the square golden platform of ten zhang in size, and as soon as the golden platform was formed, it was fiercely suppressed by Xiao Yan.

"Boom!"

The golden rays burst out, and all the air that passed along the way exploded, like lightning and thunder.

"Today, I will crush all your pride to show you."

The purple Great Sun Thunder Yuan surged wildly, and all the surging Yuan power that was enough to move the powerhouse of the Qi Creation Realm gathered at Lin Dong's fist and smashed out with a slam punch.

"Mountain Fist!"

The dazzling Yuan Force Light Cluster was rapidly compressed, and an ancient giant mountain that was far larger than the Founder Golden Platform flew out and crashed into the golden mang.

"Boom!"

Violent energy ripples swept wildly, spreading outward in circles, and one giant tree after another collapsed with a bang, turning into countless sawdust scattered all over the sky.

"Quack! Bang! ”

A piercing tug-of-war sounded up, and then in Wang Yan's unbelievable eyes, the square Jintai, which was more than ten zhang long, completely collapsed.

"How is that possible? My Jintai Town clutches actually collapsed?! ”

Wang Yan opened his mouth and said with a dull face.

"Buzz!"

The seemingly undamaged quaint mountain peak took another step forward and rumbled down towards Wang Yan below.

"Get out of here!!"

The body of the spear shook, the golden mangs flashed suddenly, and Wang Yan directly drove the high-grade spiritual treasure of the Da Luo Golden Spear to blast towards the mountain with huge pressure like a stick.

"Bang!"

The mountain that had completed the collision finally couldn't hold on any longer, and turned into countless points of light and shattered in midair.

"Whew, Whew......"

Wang Yan, who just smashed the incoming mountains, did not take it lightly, still holding the Da Luo Golden Gun and quietly ventilating, looking around vigilantly.

After a short fight, he made him realize more and more that Lin Dong was a strong enemy, and he might not be able to deal with this Lin clan's split boy, and he would be hit if he was not careful.

"20,000 pure yuan pills, the cultivation method of the clutches of the superior seven-grade martial arts Jintai Town, and some rare metals used to refine spiritual treasures, you can be rich."

The smoke cleared, and a thin figure stepped into the air, opening a purple-black Qiankun bag to examine something carefully.

"What? My Qiankun bag?! ”

Wang Yan was stunned when he saw this, and subconsciously touched his waist, but it was empty, and his heart sank immediately.

"Lin Dong, if you return my Qiankun bag to me now, I can act as if nothing happened and stop here."

Wang Yan said with the anger in his heart.

That was all his savings, and if he lost these, even if he was the proud son of the Heaven within the Wang clan, his heart would be bleeding.