This first law is powerful and can slowly accumulate spiritual power in silence, the fluctuation of spiritual power will definitely not make the enemy law, but this first law is not omnipotent, if the first law is not released within five seconds after the completion of the accumulation of spiritual power, then in the next ten minutes all the Dao spirits will be invalid, this is a side effect, so once the spell is not used for more than five seconds, or the five seconds of the law is not finished, it is a suicidal attack.

Generally, high-level spells Su Lin's current cultivation has not been able to touch, and the spells of those spells are particularly complicated, and ordinary monks can't complete the spells in five seconds, so this first spell is also a little clever when fighting with low-level monks.

The male monk was not prepared at all, he was directly hit by Su Lin's thunder sword, and all the cultivators present were pale, they had never seen Su Lin's spell.

"You! You...... Why did you hurt my junior brother! The middle-aged monk who took the lead was a little annoyed.

"Didn't you see that he pounced on himself, blame him for his lack of skill, impulsive personality, and I don't know what sect you are, and the disciples can't teach well." Su Lin sneered.

"You dare to hurt the people of our Zinianmen, I don't think you want to live anymore!" The middle-aged monk directly pulled out the saber on his waist, and the cold light of this sword flickered out of the sheath, but it was much worse than Xia Cang's.

"The sea is full of hatred and waves, the beacon fire has been ten thousand years in a row, and it is not very good to live in the world. The Tao of the Year of the Child! Calm the gods outside! The middle-aged man danced the sword trick, and the sword pierced the air and made a buzzing sword sound.

"Sir, be careful!" Lin Ranyue rushed over directly with a black sword in his hand, it seems that the young man should be a sword cultivator, sword cultivation has an advantage in front of a monk of the same level, with Su Lin's current cultivation, he is afraid that he is not the opponent of this middle-aged monk, Lin Ranyue also knows this and hurriedly fights.

"Hundred swords Huashan dance to make butterflies, the wind is endless, where is the long smile now, the light and shadow are like electricity! Enter the immortal sword technique! Light and Shadow Butterfly Sword! Lin Ranyue's long skirt was dancing with a sword trick, and her beautiful long hair danced in the wind, like a fairy nine days away.

The middle-aged male monk's sword trick dance exuded amazing spiritual power all over his body, and a huge statue appeared in front of the middle-aged male monk, and the idol pressed down with a big hand, followed by a strong spiritual power directly towards Su Lin, if it wasn't for Su Lin's urging spiritual power to compete with it, he would have been pressed down by this god statue a long time ago.

At the same time, Lin Ranyue's sword technique had also been completed, and she saw a pair of colorful illusory wings open behind her, these wings were dazzling, and the wings continued to gather spiritual power, Lin Ranyue's wings behind her also fluttered with the improvement of spiritual power, Yun Xue was like a white dress, and the colorful butterfly wings behind her bloomed with seven-colored light.

The collision between this colored light and the golden divine light of the idol immediately caused a sudden change in the surrounding airflow, and one of the hands of the idol was already about to buckle on Lin Ranyue's head, at this time, Lin Ranyue's eyes were cold, and a colored cold light broke out of the air!

"Boom!" The spell hit with a deafening explosion, the wandering smoke was filled, the idol had dissipated, and Lin Ranyue's colorful wings were still shining, this move was obviously a middle-aged male monk suffered, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and half-knelt on the ground, holding the sword in one hand, if it weren't for this, it is estimated that he would have fallen long ago.

"There are two moments, I didn't expect this female cultivator to have a cultivation comparable to me, it's me who underestimated you, let's fight again!" The middle-aged monk stood up, took an elixir, and danced the sword technique.

"The nine directions are ignorant, the Qingding cluster of fire is pure and condensed, there is no right or wrong in the underworld, and the sword indicates that the lamp is in an inch! Zinian swordsmanship! The lights sound like swords! After the middle-aged monk's sword trick was completed, he saw that countless singers around him seemed to be playing some music, the singers held the pipa in their arms, and some tapped the ancient bells, and the spiritual power of these notes condensed into an illusory long sword, the long sword swung with the middle-aged monk's fingers, and when the long sword was fully formed, the middle-aged man's fingers were raised, and the long sword made a sound of breaking the air and went straight to Lin Ranyue.

This sword is not as good as his previous move, this sword contains infinite spiritual power, even Su Lin outside the battlefield can feel this powerful power, at this time Su Lin really pinched a cold sweat for Lin Ranyue.

"Hundred swords Huashan dance to make butterflies, the wind is endless, where is the long smile now, the light and shadow are like electricity! Enter the immortal sword technique! Light and Shadow Butterfly Sword! Lin Ranyue used the Light and Shadow Butterfly Sword just now, and Su Lin had already secretly cast a pre-emptive law decision to bless Lin Ranyue with a spiritual blood when the middle-aged monk made a move, and at this time, Lin Ranyue's huge butterfly colored wings behind him were shrouded in a red halo around the wings, and the cultivation directly exceeded the overtime of the Wuyi Wheel, but unfortunately it was still a layer of window paper away from the Six Net Wheels.

"Boom! Bang! The sword power of this move was even more powerful, and the surrounding sand and rocks could no longer see people clearly, and the dust gradually dissipated after the explosion, and I saw that the middle-aged monk was lying in a pool of blood.

"Senior brother!" A group of monks shouted and rushed over to check on the middle-aged monks.

"Sir!" Lin Ranyue returned to Su Lin's side, patted the dust on her skirt, and looked at Su Lin with a smile.

"I didn't expect Ran Yue to be so powerful now." Su Lin looked at Lin Ranyue and touched her head.

"Yuxiang can also defeat that man." Yuxiang pursed his lips unhappily, while Lin Ranyue snorted lightly in response.

"By the way, Ran Yue, did you kill this person?" Su Lin asked. In fact, Su Lin's heart is still a little complicated, no matter what, with the current strength of Su Lin, he is an ant-like existence in Taoism, if it is not a last resort, Su Lin does not want to offend Taoism now.

"Ran Yue didn't kill him, and Mr. didn't let Ran Yue kill him? Could it be that Ran Yue misunderstood? I'll go and take his life. Su Lin pulled Lin Ranyue back, fortunately, she didn't kill the middle-aged monk, otherwise this time Liang Zi would have been finished.

"I didn't expect to lose to a girl!" The middle-aged monk was helped up by everyone, and he was unwilling.

"There is no distinction between men and women in spiritual practice, so how can a worldly person like you make progress in spiritual practice." Lin Ranyue said with contempt, and the middle-aged monk was speechless.

"Senior brother, you first recuperate and recuperate, our group will attack it, and I won't be able to take this kid." The young monk on the side said.

"Okay, let's go together, I'll see how many of you can survive." Su Lin's face suddenly turned cold.

"Stop!" The middle-aged monk retreated from the other monks who were preparing to attack in groups.

"Senior brother, how can you ......" one of the disciples looked puzzled.

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