Chapter 1269: Fighting a Dog Wants to Fight a Heavenly Spirit Gai! (4)

The rolling momentum, like substance, is intertwined in front of Lin Muhui, forming an invisible barrier.

The Void Daoist looked stunned, staring at Lin Muhui, who was suspended in the air and half-squinted with his feet off the ground, "This, what's going on?"

Lin Mu Hui Bao is solemn, and there are endless vicissitudes in his eyes, as if he can understand everything in the world, "You were originally a roaring dog under the throne of Erlang God, but because you stole the things of the Imperial Golden Pavilion, you were transformed into the mortal world, and today, the deity crosses you back to the god!"

Howling dogs?

Qi Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"Presumptuous!"

A shout, like thunder, shocked people's hearts.

Everyone present felt that the sight in front of them was in a trance.

"Huh?"

Li Ling's eyes narrowed, looking at Lin Muhui, and he was extremely surprised in his heart, "Hallucination?

Lin Muhui's ability 'Fox Fake Tiger Might' is a 100% copy of Li Ling's ability. However, even Li Ling himself didn't know that he had mastered the illusion.

"What the hell is going on, why did Lin Muhui master the power of illusion?"

"Could it be because of the Dream God Technique?" Li Ling's eyes lit up, since he had been cultivating in the Shenwu Pavilion, he had not exerted his full strength. Therefore, I don't know much about my current specific combat effectiveness and many hidden abilities.

For example, the predictive domain field and the hidden domain field.

If it weren't for the fact that he was cultivating in the Shenwu Pavilion, Li Ling would not have been able to comprehend it at all.

Lin Muhui didn't know what hidden strength was, he got Li Ling's strength, and naturally he was running at full strength.

In this way, he instead mastered some abilities that Li Ling was not aware of.

Qi Yang's eyes were confused, looking at Lin Muhui who was suspended in the air.

"What is this?" Suddenly, Qi Yang shook his head and looked around.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the auspicious clouds are rolling, and the rich aura of heaven and earth is truly turned into substance, and from time to time a drop of spiritual liquid will fall from the air.

"Where is this?" Qi Yang was shocked in his heart, "Wudang Mountain still has this Heavenly Blessed Land?"

"Howling Dog!"

A majestic voice rolled in from afar, as if it possessed magical power.

"Who?" Qi Yang's eyes were cold, and his heart was extremely angry, just now Lin Muhui pretended to be a ghost, saying that he was a roaring dog and was demoted. So, now someone is shouting at the Heavenly Inu, which also makes him feel extremely angry, as if he is calling him.

"Not yet!"

"What?"

Qi Yang's expression changed drastically, and he felt his body shoot uncontrollably towards the front.

"That's?"

Dressed in golden armor, his face was covered by a cloud of haze, and vaguely, he could see a vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows, rolling momentum, covering all directions.

"Two, Erlang God?"

Qi Yang was stunned!

Nima, is there really a god in this world?

I was really a howling dog in my last life?

The Golden Light Divine Spirit slowly turned his head and looked at Qi Yang, "Something that has no interest, the deity is delicious and good to drink to nourish you, but you ran to the Imperial Golden Pavilion to steal the Jade Emperor's!"

Because he ate the of the Jade Emperor, he was demoted to the world?

Qi Yang is stunned again!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the four sides shook, and the figure of the Erlang God gradually blurred.

Behind the Sanqing Palace, the Fa Evangelist and the Miaofa Daoist glanced at each other, and they all operated the true qi and hooked the earth's magnetic field.

In front of the main hall, Lin Muhui, who was originally a solemn treasure, smiled wickedly at this moment, looking at Qi Yang who was squatting on the ground.

Suddenly, Lin Muhui's face darkened, and he felt that he couldn't control that power anymore.

"Special mother, count yourself lucky, I was going to let you lick my toes!"

With a roll of his eyes, Lin Muhui laughed and muttered, "The limit of the deity is approaching, and he will be reincarnated in the near future." You should also go with the deity, and when the time comes, you will meet a person with a red mole on his neck in the mortal world, who will be the reincarnation of the deity!"

"Boom!"

The earth's magnetic field rolled, and Lin Muhui's body fell to the ground.

All the ancient warriors in the Sanqing Hall looked at each other.

Qi Yang's eyes were in a trance, and he shook his head, he felt as if he had a dream.

"Kill!"

With a sharp look in his eyes, Qi Yang stared at Lin Muhui who fell to the ground, and his footsteps slipped and shot towards him.

"Don't!" Seeing Qi Yang's menacing killing, Lin Muhui screamed miserably, and hurriedly rolled to the side, twisting his neck.

"Red moles?"

"This, how is this possible?"

Qi Yang's expression froze, staring at Lin Muhui, who was flustered and retreated quickly, "Red Mole, Erlang God, Roaring Sky Dog?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and he naturally heard Lin Muhui's muttering just now.

"It seems that I have to dive into cultivation for a while!" Through Lin Muhui, Li Ling felt that there was still a lot of power in his body that had not been tapped.

Lin Muhui ran behind Li Ling, poked his head out, stared at Qi Yang, his eyes flickering.

Qi Yang's eyes struggled, his fists clenched, and he roared in his heart, it can't be, I can't be a roaring dog, and he can't be Erlang God, all of this is false.

However, Qi Yang couldn't figure out why he suddenly entered that illusion.

From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of any set of martial arts that can make opponents enter the illusion realm. Unless it is an immortal cultivator, but in this era, immortal cultivators are almost the same as ordinary people, and it is impossible for the immortal Dao method to operate.

"Since there were immortal cultivators in ancient times, could there really be gods? If there are gods, then reincarnation?"

was fooled by Lin Muhui, and Qi Yang fell into the pit by himself.

"Count your luck, this time, I'll let you go!" A complicated look flashed in his eyes, and Qi Yang glanced at Lin Muhui, who was hiding behind Li Ling.

"You let him go?"

At this moment, Li Ling suddenly spoke.

Qi Yang's expression changed, he looked at Li Ling, and said coldly, "Li Ling, what do you want?"

"Kill you!"

Qi Yang's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at Li Ling, whose figure had suddenly disappeared, and was shocked in his heart, "No, you can't kill me!"

"Whew!"

A red post appeared in Qi Yang's hand, and he shouted: "This, this ......"

Li Ling's slender figure appeared in front of Qi Yang and took the red post in his hand.

Li Ling, if you kill Qi Yang, the Iron Blood Alliance will definitely go crazy. You kill, or you don't kill.

Signed: Pan Tianlong!

Dared?

Li Ling raised his eyelids, looked at Qi Yang who was close at hand, with a cold sweat on his face, and sneered in his heart, Pan Tianlong This is provoking me to kill Qi Yang.

Drops of cold sweat slipped down, Qi Yang blinked, looking at Li Ling with a cold face on the other side, his heart trembled.

Suddenly, Li Ling raised his head slowly, an expression that seemed to be a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were cold.

"This evil star is going to kill me!"

"Bang!"

A palm slapped on the Qiyang Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"If you beat a dog, you have to hit Tianlinggai!"

"Bang!"

Qi Yang's corpse fell straight to the ground.

"Hey, something is still wrong!" The Void Daoist looked bitter, looking at Qi Yang, who had no breath at all and fell to the ground.

"No!"

"Qi Shao!"

"Fight with Li Thief!"

As soon as Qi Yang died, this group of iron-blooded alliance masters went completely crazy, and rushed towards Li Ling one by one.

It's a pity that the gap between them and Li Ling is too big.

didn't touch the corners of Li Ling's clothes, and with only three breaths, the eighteen masters of the Iron and Blood Alliance all flew out sideways, and there was no breath at all.