The old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion looked at his clothes, and also glanced at the Bodhi Spiritual Liquid that was suspended in mid-air, and there was also a touch of coveting in his eyes, he was naturally able to know how amazing the power of the Bodhi Spiritual Liquid was.

If they can get that Bodhi spiritual liquid, they Purple Sword Pavilion may have at least one person advance to the Holy Realm, and at that time, their Purple Sword Pavilion's power in the Western Regions will not be comparable to the Mo family or the Xue family.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion was also a little uncertain, obviously shaken.

And seeing the change in the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion, Xue Zhai's face couldn't help but sink.

For a while, this area was depressed because of the changes in the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion.

"Brother Yun, the time must not be delayed for a long time, otherwise, the Bodhi Spiritual Liquid will be taken away by that kid. Seeing that the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion was still shaking, the old man of the Mo family couldn't help urging.

If Lin Yun was allowed to take away the Bodhi Spiritual Liquid, even if the two of them joined forces, I was afraid that they would not be able to take it back.

Hearing the urging of the old man of the Mo family, the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion also frowned, he looked at Lin Yun, and after a while, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, he slowly raised his head, smiled at the old man of the Mo family, and then shook his head and said, "Although this Bodhi spiritual liquid is good, it seems that my Purple Sword Pavilion does not have such a blessing to dissipate." ”

Although the Bodhi spiritual liquid was extremely tempting, but in the end, intuition prevailed, and at such a young age, he was able to reach the eighth-grade spirit level in the spirit array, this kind of talent, if he said that there was no force behind him, he would not believe it.

In addition, what made him more concerned was the purple gold stone pillar, you know, it was an imperial object, and he could control the existence of the imperial artifact at will, but he was afraid that he would not be able to provoke the Purple Sword Pavilion.

Although his Purple Sword Pavilion strength is not weak, it is only in the Western Regions, and it is obviously not worth it to offend a dangerous enemy whose identity is a mystery for the sake of this Bodhi Spirit Liquid.

Hearing the words of the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion, the old man of the Mo family's face suddenly turned pale.

On the other side, Xue Zhai also breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled at the old man of the Purple Sword Pavilion and hugged his fist to show his gratitude, and then looked at the old man of the Mo family, with a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

In a one-on-one situation, this old man of the Mo family wanted to break through his defense to deal with Lin Yun, but it was not realistic.

"In that case, let the old man come and teach you the fighting skills of the Xue family!"

The old man of the Mo family had a gloomy face, and then his figure burst out violently, turning into a remnant of the Dao Dao and shooting towards Xue Zhai.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?"

A chill flashed in Xue Zhai's eyes, and with one step, the figure appeared in front of the afterimages, and with a punch, the cold spiritual power poured out from his body, and all the afterimages were shattered with one punch.

And at the moment when the afterimage was shattered, a figure was also forced to show itself, and then, the old man of the Mo family slapped his backhand, and the ink-colored spiritual power surged, containing a terrifying death qi, and all the lives in the place he passed were withered at this moment.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms met, and suddenly there were waves of violent spiritual power rolling in, the space was distorted, and the two figures trembled, and they retreated wildly towards the rear.

However, just as the two were fighting, a figure suddenly burst out on the side, directly piercing the space and shooting towards Lin Yun.

Exactly Mo Zheng!

"Boy, you dare!"

Seeing this scene, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on Xue Zhai's face, and he immediately wanted to step out and stop the figure, but as soon as his figure moved, there was a terrifying fist wind sweeping behind him.

"I think you still care about yourself..."

A sneer sounded, and immediately after, the figure of the old man of the Mo family appeared in front of Xue Zhai, and the spiritual power in his body surged, turning into a terrifying offensive, and he continued to shroud Xue Zhai.

On the other side, Mo Zheng also took advantage of this instantaneous interval to come to a distance of less than a few zhang from Lin Yun, and with a wave of his palm, a golden feather appeared in his hand, and then directly pierced the void and pointed directly at Lin Yun.

That Ling Yu is a pseudo-holy weapon, although it is only a pseudo-holy weapon, but the sharpness is not weak at all, even if the sixth level of the Spirit Venerable Realm is accidentally stabbed, it will inevitably be directly pierced.

This Mo Zheng's intention is very clear, that is, to completely kill Lin Yun here.

In Mo Zheng's opinion, even if Lin Yun's talent in the spirit array is extraordinary, there is no chance to arrange the spirit array for him at this moment, and with this blow, Lin Yun will die!

However, the smile on his face had just appeared, and the next moment, it froze.

Because just as the golden feather was about to fall on Lin Yun's body, a palm directly held the feather in his hand, and the purple gold luster flashed, and a sense of heaviness suddenly spread at this moment.

The golden feather that was enough to pierce the sixfold defense of the Spirit Venerable Realm actually stopped at this moment, and it was difficult to advance a single bit.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zheng's face suddenly became a little stiff, because the owner of that palm was none other than Lin Yun!

Not only Mo Zheng, but also the people on the side who were also paying attention to this side couldn't help but be stunned, obviously they didn't expect that the golden feather that was enough for the sixfold defense of the Cave Spirit Venerable Realm actually didn't have any power in Lin Yun's hands.

This guy's physical body is so strong?

"The spirit weapon is good, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong person..."

After restraining the golden feather, Lin Yun raised his gaze slightly, and glanced at Na Mo Zheng indifferently, his face indifferent.

If other Spirit Venerable Realm powerhouses faced this golden feather, they might have to be very careful, but he, Lin Yun, didn't need to, his physical body had reached a limit, and with the power of his physical body alone, he was afraid that no one in the Spirit Saint Realm could fight with him.

Although this golden feather is a pseudo-holy weapon, it is a pity that it is with the wrong person.

Hearing this, Mo Zheng's face suddenly became a little gloomy, he Mo Zheng had never been so humiliated, and at that moment, the spiritual power in his body was rolling, and he urged the golden feather to shake Lin Yun's palm open.

However, his manipulation did not achieve the desired effect, Lin Yun's palm was like an iron tong clamped on the golden feather, no matter how he struggled, it was difficult to pull out a single bit.

"Come and go as you want, how can it be so easy?"

Lin Yun sneered, the blood and qi in his body surged, and he raised his fist and smashed it directly into Mo Zheng's chest.

An extremely domineering and fierce energy erupted from under Lin Yun's fist, and that kind of power seemed to tear Mo Zheng apart.

Sensing the terrifying aura that shrouded him, Mo Zheng's face changed instantly, and the spiritual power in his body surged, condensing a spiritual power shield in front of him, surrounded by ink-colored spiritual power on the shield, as if it contained extremely strong power, exuding a strong defensive power.

(End of chapter)