Suddenly, everyone outside the venue had an illusion, as if the sky had suddenly darkened and a god had descended into the world.

Subsequently, it recovered.

But the next moment, everyone present suddenly saw Wan Zifeng suddenly fly upside down, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his breath was chaotic, and he looked embarrassed, but he was not too seriously injured.

"This is ......" Several elders outside the arena seemed to see some doorways and saw the special features of Lin Mad's martial arts.

"Last time, I was a little familiar with this disciple's martial arts, but I couldn't remember it for a while. But now watching him perform it again, it reminds me of a long-abandoned martial art of Qingyun Sect, the Ming King Fist!"

"Fudo Ming King Fist?"

Zhou Bufan on the side exclaimed: "Isn't that a four-grade martial art? But because of the inadequacy, you fell to the first-grade martial arts, I didn't expect you to actually practice this martial arts!"

Zhou Bufan didn't say a word.

I didn't expect this disciple named Lin Mad to actually practice!

On the stage of life and death, after Wan Zifeng was blown away by Lin, he immediately recovered from the shock.

"I didn't expect you to push me to this point! It's a pity, if this is your last killer move, then you can die!"

Wan Zifeng spat out, and a little cruel smile appeared on his face: "With so many martial arts, you don't have much of your qi left, right? Hmph! You had a good fight just now? Now it's my turn!"

After that, Wan Zifeng showed a somewhat bloodthirsty expression, and walked towards Lin Mad step by step.

There was no trace of fear on Lin Maan's face, but a little more mockery.

"Who told you that I'm out of luck?"

Before the words fell, Lin shouted violently, pinching the trick in his hand, and the next moment, the sky darkened strangely, and a divine map appeared in midair.

And the god map is engraved with mysterious runes, these runes seem to come alive, evolving in the sky, and the gods descend into the world to suppress all invincible postures.

The third style of the Ming King Fist, the Ming King God Town Map!

For a moment, everyone held their breath, even a few unfathomable elders, who also looked intent.

Wan Zifeng exclaimed, he also wanted to use martial arts, but at the moment when the divine figure was pressed down, his body was crushed by the fierce qi, and his bones and internal organs were destroyed little by little.

Poof......

Lin violently spat out a mouthful of blood, and his originally ruddy face turned pale all of a sudden.

"The Ming King Shenzhen Diagram is really fierce, and it should be used cautiously in the future! With my current strength, I can only barely make a move...... Fortunately, this move is ferocious, and Wan Zifeng can't resist it at all! Now that he's dead, I can get some evolution value from him......"

Thinking about it, Lin Mad immediately looked inward.

Sure enough, the gluttonous young beast that had been overconsumed screamed again and again, looking extremely excited.

The experience value is used by Lin Mad to improve the realm, and the evolution value is used by gluttonous evolution.

Lin Mad's evolution value reached one hundred points before, and after killing Song Yi, it increased by three points.

Now that he has killed Wan Zifeng in the Soul Shaping Realm, his evolution value has skyrocketed all of a sudden, and it has increased by fifty points!

"Forty evolution points, more than ten times more than Song Yi! The martial artists of the Soul Shaping Realm are really extraordinary, and they are indeed not comparable to the martial artists of the Qi Gathering Realm. ”

Lin Mad nodded secretly, but when he saw the evolution value required for the gluttonous young beast to evolve to the next level, he collapsed!

"153\/1000! Daddy, doesn't that mean that I have to kill a dozen masters like Wan Zifeng in order to evolve gluttony? In the Qingyun Sect, except for the Life and Death Stage, killing is strictly prohibited, how can I kill so many inner disciples?"

Lin shook his head, which was considered to have temporarily extinguished the idea of evolution.

Then, Lin Madness walked over and closed his eyes for the bloody Wan Zifeng, before standing up and pacing down the platform of life and death.

There was silence outside the venue for a while, and then the atmosphere was instantly ignited!

Countless miscellaneous disciples and elite disciples gathered over, looking at Lin Mad as if they were looking at some rare animal.

"Senior Brother Lin, you are so powerful, you are simply the idol of our miscellaneous disciples!" At this time, an emotional miscellaneous disciple.

"Senior Brother Lin, I admire you so much, can you teach me how to become a master as powerful as you?" This is an elite disciple who is so excited that he is incoherent.

"Senior Brother Lin......"

"Senior Brother Lin......"

Many miscellaneous disciples and elite disciples were excited, and they gathered around one after another, gossiping, but the inner disciples were not so happy.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

For example, the little prince who has made a lot of money is one of them.

"Hahaha...... Today is really the lucky day of this king! Come on, come on, whoever bets on Wan Zifeng just now to win, one counts as one, don't run! Quickly take out the spirit stone that lost to this king......

For a while, those inner disciples who pressed the wrong one were even more gloomy, secretly gritting their teeth, wanting to repay their debts but not daring.

Shangguan Hao's face was more like eating!

"Waste, waste! This Wan Zifeng is really a fucking waste! Not even an elite disciple can beat it! I owe it to me to give away half a soul-fixing incense! It's just a waste of waste!"

Shangguan Hao's face was pale, and his anger was monstrous, but he found that someone beside him left silently.

So when he looked up, he found that Shangguan Ling had already gotten up and left.

Shangguan Hao shouted at the top of his voice: "Cousin, where are you going!"

"Go back, cultivate!" Shangguan Ling didn't look back, and said coldly: "If you have that spare time to waste, it's better to go back to cultivate, so as not to be overtaken by someone who comes later!"

When Shangguan Hao heard this, his face became even more difficult to look at.

But that's the case, Shangguan Hao can't change it.

Lin Maia, who was regarded by him as a lowly species, actually won! Moreover, he won in the hands of Wan Zifeng, who was promoted to become a master of the Soul Shaping Realm, this is not just a matter of losing spirit stones, losing face is the most important thing!

"Damn!

Shangguan Hao scolded a few words angrily, and then muttered: "This son is gifted and a late bloomer, and the inner disciple will be his cyst sooner or later, but ...... I will never let you become an inner disciple! Hmph, next time, I will spare you to die without a place to bury!"

Compared with the reactions of many disciples, the elders who were watching the battle seemed unusually calm, and even fell into a tacit silence.

After a long time, Zhou Bufan slowly spoke: "That kid's move just now is like the move of the Immovable Ming King Fist, but it is not like the move of the Immovable Ming King Fist, it is simply strange." ”

"That's right!" the other elder nodded, and said simply, "If Elder Ben's inference is correct, it should be from the same lineage. ”

In the same vein!

In just four words, several elders present changed color.

As an elder of the Qingyun Sect, he naturally knows the most about the Fudo Ming King Fist, which used to be the martial arts of the Zhenzong Sect, but since it is a move of the same lineage, there is no record in the library pavilion, which naturally reminds people of the latter moves that have been lost.

It's just that I didn't expect such a martial arts at the bottom of the box to be completed by such an elite disciple as Lin Maan, which is simply intriguing.

After another period of silence, Zhou Bufan suddenly raised his head proudly and took the lead in speaking: "This son once took over a sect task from the old man, and he has a friendship with the old man, so I am one step closer than you." ”

Several other elders secretly cursed for being cunning.

Subsequently, another elder retorted: "Zhou Bufan, don't go too far! This kind of thing of accepting apprentices depends on fate, if you like others, others may not like you!"