Thunder, flames?

Lin Zhe's expression was indifferent, unfazed, and as steady as Mount Tai.

I saw Lin Zhe step forward, and he actually faced the heavenly thunder.

Zhang Mang and Mo silently smiled, the two of them knew the five-star heavenly thunder technique very well, that day thunder was the same level of four grades, although it was not a heavenly tribulation thunder punishment, but it was also comparable.

If you are struck by this lightning, you will lose your skin if you don't die!

Rumble!

Heavenly thunder blasted down from Lin Zhe's Heavenly Spirit Gai!

A puff of black smoke drifted by, and the two of them looked forward to the fact that after the thunder fell, the child who hated the other two would be injured by the thunder, and it would be easy to kill them.

I didn't expect this trip to be so simple, it was effortless.

The two of them incarnated as Changhong, presumably Lin Zhe was already seriously injured, so if he didn't do it at this time, let alone when.

Just between snorts, the two of them had already rushed to Lin Zhe.

"This day's thunder is not as comfortable as the thunderstorm, and it's not even worth tickling!" Lin Zhe's voice came.

At such a close distance, the sound reached the ears of the two like a lightning strike, deafening.

How can it be!

After receiving the art of heavenly thunder, he is still so calm and relaxed!

Zhang Mang's face was full of astonishment, he was very confident in his Heavenly Thunder Technique, the power was amazing, ordinary people couldn't bear it at all, after all, it was a medium spell that was almost the same as the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder.

But this!

With such a lively voice, how can it look like it is injured.

When Zhang Mang was stunned, Lin Zhe naturally would not let go.

The orange fist burst out in the air, and the momentum was overwhelming, which made Zhang Mang unable to move, only to feel that the domineering aura was coming to his face, which was very terrifying!

Rumble!

The Sky Blaster has fallen!

There was a loud bang.

Zhang Mang had already flown a hundred meters away, and in the void, there was even a bloody smell of blood he vomited.

"Die!" Lin Zhe shouted, his voice deafening in this magic box world.

Mo was silently stunned, as if his body was shocked by this voice, and he was stunned in place for a short time.

The big orange hand fell, the thunder and fire were blazing, the lightning flashed and thundered, Lin Zhe's Sky Explosion Fist was actually exerted to the extreme, and the air was full of crackling sounds.

The moment the fist fell, Mo Wusheng had already disappeared in place.

Lin Zhe was stunned for a moment, but he was calm and calm, after all, he was a fifth-grade monk, and he would not be really affected by his divine sense.

And Mo Wusheng in the distance had palpitations, he didn't expect Lin Zhe's divine sense to be so powerful, he naturally felt that the loud shout was in line with his divine sense, and when it fell, his mind was restless, and people with slightly weaker divine sense would be affected.

And Zhang Mang is like this, originally with Zhang Mang's speed, he could have dodged that punch, but unfortunately his state of mind was affected by his divine sense, and he was stunned for a while, so he ate Lin Zhe's punch.

In the distance, Zhang Mang got up, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his chest ached faintly, but he also knew that Fang Cai was surprised why the Heavenly Thunder Technique did not hurt Lin Zhe, and then fell under the influence of the divine sense.

I didn't expect this son's divine sense to be so powerful, and the two met each other, and they couldn't believe it.

"Stabilize your state of mind, don't be affected. "Mo silently transmits.

In the duel of life and death, a slight distraction may lead to a catastrophe, let alone being affected by the state of mind, Zhang Mang also knew this and nodded.

Lin Zhe smiled, if it was all the Heavenly Thunder Technique, he could lie here and let the thunder split, the Thunder Tribulation of his own Tribulation, I don't know how much stronger it is than this Heavenly Thunder, this Heavenly Thunder has already experienced it when he first crossed the Tribulation, and there is no way to affect himself at all.

Lin Zheke remembered it clearly, when he crossed the tribulation, the thunder tribulation entered the sea of knowledge, and all of them were absorbed into nutrients by Jindan.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Thunder Technique can't be compared with the Thunder Tribulation, otherwise it might be able to nourish the Jin Dan in the sea of knowledge.

The two naturally didn't know that the Heavenly Tribulation that Lin Zhe experienced was much stronger than this, so they all attributed it to their powerful physical body, and they were even more afraid of Lin Zhe's physical body, so they had to use spells to avoid hand-to-hand combat with Lin Zhe.

Spell!

Hum!

Lin Zhe sneered, the Heavenly Thunder Technique didn't have much impact on him, Lin Zhe didn't even bother to dodge, so there was only Mo Silent Flame Technique left, and there was no way to hit the flexible Lin Zhe at all.

"This person is extremely strong in the flesh, why is he still so fast!" Mo Wusheng looked at each other, and sighed in his heart, even the chosen son can't be so against the sky.

Broken!

A huge furnace comes out of the void!

This is Zhang Mang's magic weapon, seeing that the Heavenly Thunder Technique does not pose a threat to Lin Zhe, he hurriedly sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

This is a magic weapon refined from many heavenly and earthly treasures, with the power to incinerate all things, and this sacrifice actually burned the magic box world to the seared.

Xiao Ran, who was a low-level cultivator, only felt that his body was extremely hot, for fear that he would be burned to ashes by this furnace by accident, but this furnace was sacrificed to Lin Zhe, although Xiao Ran was hot, it was not a big problem.

The furnace fell into the void, the magic box time was brightly lit, and Zhang Mang was calm, although the furnace grade was not high, after all, his own realm was insufficient, and he couldn't control the high-level magic weapon, but this magic weapon was also a powerful thing among the middle-level magic weapons.

"Burn! extinguish!" Zhang Mang pinched a handprint, and a wisp of divine power fell into the furnace and drove away.

In an instant, all the flames of the furnace dispersed and surrounded Lin Zhe.

Insect carving skills!

Lin Zhe was calm, and he sacrificed the immortal sword in his sleeve.

Flame Burning Sky, Flame Knife Technique!

Lin Zhe shouted, and the sword of the Immortal Sword swung over, and the flames came out, which were much higher than the flames of the furnace.

Break!

Lin Zhe's divine power was injected into the Immortal Slashing Sword, and it was another sword!

The sword flashed, and the two flames blazed together, not up and down.

Break again!

Lin Zhe drank violently, the green tendons of his orange arm burst out, and he poured all his divine power into the Immortal Sword, and the Immortal Sword seemed to feel Lin Zhe's momentum, and suddenly a ball of flame flew out.

Bang!

Fire extinguishing?

Mo was silently stunned.

Zhang Mang was at a loss, only to see that the flames coming out of the furnace were all annihilated by Lin Zhe's flame sword technique.

Rumble!

Several sword lights flashed, and formless and colorless sword qi slashed through.

Bang! The furnace was split open by several swords, and fell from the void, shattering to the ground.

"My stove!" Zhang Mang panicked, and he didn't care about the red color of the magic weapon fragments, so he reached out to pick it up.

A smell of burnt meat filled the air, and even Mo Wusheng touched his nose in disgust, he knew that the natal magic weapon was destroyed, and it was a magic weapon that Zhang Mang had refined since he was a child.

"If you cherish your magic weapon so much, then go with it. ”

Lin Zhe sneered and turned into Changhong, but in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Zhang Mang.

"Zhang Mang, let's go!" Mo shouted silently, and at the same time, his figure flashed and rushed towards Lin Zhe.

Zhang Mang's hands were all burned, but he still didn't give up the magic weapon fragments in that place.

Is it pitiful? Lin Zhe snorted coldly, he was not pitiful at all, he was all self-inflicted.

"Let's go!" Mo Silent voice sounded again.

Zhang Mang finally reacted and hurriedly got up and sacrificed a magic weapon.

"It's late!" Lin Zhe snorted coldly, this magic weapon is only about three grades, and the most important thing is that at such a close distance, Zhang Mang can't inject divine power to urge the magic weapon at all.

Bang!

Lin Zhe slammed down with a punch, and with a loud bang, the magic weapon was directly hit to pieces, and Zhang Mang's head was like a watermelon half bursting open.

On the ground, Bai Huahua's brains and blood were mixed together, making people disgusting to watch.

"What a pig teammate. Mo silently scolded, isn't it a natal magic weapon. Now he is the only one left to face Lin Zhe alone, and the pressure is even greater.

Mo Silent broke out in a cold sweat, much more pressure than when he faced Xiao Ming, after all, Xiao Ming would estimate the struggle between the sects and would not kill him, but the children in front of him wouldn't spare his hand at all.

Mo Wusheng suddenly felt that he was a little scared, even though his realm was higher than Lin Zhe's, a trace of fear had already risen in his heart.