Chapter Seventy-One: The Picture of the Poor Dagger
Suddenly, Lin Shu turned around and walked back, while the dragon continued to move forward, colliding with the black-faced middle-aged man's attack, making a terrifying sound of destruction. The light of the dragon was destroyed, but Lin Shu had already walked back to the same place, Liang Lao's face was blue and ugly, and the Dao pattern he had worked so hard to make was completely disintegrated and destroyed by Lin Shu's blow just now. It seemed that Lin Shu had already thought about how to make his efforts come to naught with one blow.
"Everyone, don't hide it, and kill this son directly by all means. The black-faced middle-aged man held a spear and said indifferently, and then saw his spear swing out again, and the terrifying black dragon roared out wildly, but only to see a Dao pattern ancient shield appear in front of Lin Shu, and a loud rumbling sound came out, but the black-faced middle-aged man's attack could not break through the Dao pattern defense he had carved.
Lin Shu carved the Dao pattern and formation here, it took three whole days to prepare, since the last time Huajiang blocked the road, he knew that there would be some unquiet things happening, and now, these Dao pattern masters are connected, and the preparation of these few days is just coming in handy. Liang Lao's eyes narrowed again when he heard the black-faced middle-aged man's words, he knew that these guys each had some means, but now he finally couldn't help it.
Lu Lao stroked his white beard, and the old man's eyes flashed with Dao essence, but the other Soul Heaven Realm powerhouse had been quietly watching all this. It seems that the matter here has nothing to do with him. "What are you going to do?" Lu Lao looked at that person, a little jealous, this person was the same as Cold War, not only was he a fourth-order Dao Pattern master, but he was also a Soul Heaven Realm figure, this kind of person made them the most jealous.
"Those who can live in it, each according to his ability. The old man just spoke casually, only one sentence, and his tone was extremely arrogant. "Well, since you say so, then it's up to each person. Lu Lao's voice fell, and then three puppets appeared in front of him, one of the puppets was fully armed, and its body seemed to be made of divine weapons, and there were terrifying blades on both hands and feet.
This scene made Liang Lao's pupils shrink, this old guy must have a lot of good things on him, as a respected fourth-order Dao pattern master, he has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, but that fourth-order puppet has terrifying value. The black-faced middle-aged man smiled, his palm slashed, and the dark spear in his hand seemed to fade a layer of light, wisps of dark mist surged, and a terrifying eerie aura permeated out, and that sharp aura was extremely terrifying.
This is a fourth-order divine soldier, and he had previously concealed the rank of a divine soldier. In their eyes, Lin Shu has always been a clown who jumps off the beam, and sooner or later he will die, but what they think about more is how to get the King Kong Soul Immortal Jade Jian after Lin Shu's death. So everyone has a hand and won't really go hard. But to their surprise, Lin Shu was no longer the sheep in their eyes. In this case, let's solve it by the most direct means.
Elder Liang scolded in a low voice, "Will this be the confidence of the fourth-order Dao Pattern Master?" Lin Shu's eyes flashed with terrifying sharpness, and he finally showed his dagger. Huali suddenly raised her heart again, and saw Nanfeng beside her say lightly: "Xiaoli, do you really think he has a chance? These people are all fourth-order Dao pattern masters, don't you think it's too simple." ”
"Look. Huali looked at the young man and saw that Lin Shu was still calm, and her words were also a little stubborn. Liang Lao waved his palm, and suddenly a treasure umbrella appeared in his hand, his palm trembled, this treasure umbrella opened, and a terrifying golden streamer flowed, and his footsteps also walked towards Lin Shu, his eyes were extremely cold.
"Poof, poof......" The dark spear in the hands of the black-faced middle-aged man swept across the ground, and in an instant, a terrifying black crack appeared in front of him, and where he passed, the ground cracked. His gaze was extremely cold, what kind of third-order Dao pattern could withstand such power? all of them would be destroyed, even if they were hidden. Liang Lao's treasure umbrella released a terrifying golden glow, spun forward, and the ground was constantly stirred into pieces.