Chapter 1503: Simple and Rough
When many monks heard Chenfeng's words, they were also shocked, and looked at Lin Hao with great admiration, they didn't expect that he would be able to study such a way to dodge the attack of the realm, this is the so-called talent?
Independently opening up another realm in the realm, and using the power of the realm itself to fight against oneself, this is obviously dealing with oneself, what a terrible move.
Lin Hao nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Your guess is good, but even if you guess, what can you do?"
Chenfeng was slightly stunned, and the monks around him were also stunned.
That's right, even if they know what kind of means Lin Hao's pseudo-realm belongs to, but even if they know, what can they do?
This is a supernatural power that appeared for the realm, and although I don't know if other monks can learn it, the main purpose is to prevent the realm.
Even if Morrowind didn't cast the domain, then Lin Hao's pseudo-domain would be useless, but in this way, the situation would be at an impasse.
If Morrowind unleashes the realm, Lin Hao will also be able to open up the pseudo-realm again, once Morrowind is revoked, there will be no harm to Lin Hao!
This situation directly caused Morrowind's domain power to fall into a dead end!
"I'm so anxious about your wisdom. Lin Hao suddenly laughed.
Chenfeng's face was extremely ugly, what was the most terrifying thing in the Venerable Realm, that was the domain, if the ability of the domain disappeared, the strength would drop by at least fifty percent, for Lin Hao, this was a great advantage, but for him, it was a disadvantage.
No, this pseudo-realm can never be so strong!
Domain, but the ability to override any power, the Metaverse has never been able to fight against the domain, unless it is stronger, but Lin Hao can fight because of the cultivation of the domain realm, which is obviously an unreasonable situation.
It is impossible for such a powerful supernatural power to be unlimited, and it is absolutely impossible to be able to use it at will.
Lin Hao looked at Chenfeng's appearance and knew what he was thinking, yes, this pseudo-realm was indeed not invincible, but with Chenfeng's IQ, he couldn't find his weakness.
Suddenly, Lin Hao's Heavenly Seal came out turbulently, and a mighty force appeared in the sky, and suddenly, it suddenly surged out.
Thundered.
Fantian Yin rose against the wind, turned into a huge four-way treasure of hundreds of zhang, and smashed down suddenly.
Morning Wind didn't have time to think, so he could only hold the Xianyun Sword and use his magical powers to resist.
Smash!
Smash!
Smash!
Such a violent attack method made Lin Hao extremely comfortable, after all, there was no skill, just use the power and hardness of Fantianyin, and shoot it roughly.
Boom!
Lin Hao raised his hand, and then slapped it again, and Fan Tianyin followed his movements and smashed down towards the morning wind.
Thundered.
The great power made Chenfeng extremely pale, hurried, and extremely depressed.
Lin Hao lifted, patted, lifted, patted.
Although it would consume Lin Hao's law power, Chenfeng should be even more anxious, but in just thirty breaths, dozens of heavenly seals smashed down, making Chenfeng's face extremely pale, and he directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Ahhh
Lin Hao snorted coldly, ignoring Chenfeng's anger, Fantianyin smashed down as always, not giving Chenfeng any chance to think and breathe at all.
Thundered.
This battle is extremely strange.
It stands to reason that it should be the Venerable Realm's Chenfeng suppressing Lin Hao of the Realm realm, but the strange picture on this battle platform is Lin Hao suppressing Chenfeng, and Chenfeng actually has no ability to resist, so he can only be in passive defense.
This!
This!
This!
The monks looked at each other, unable to understand the situation in front of them, is the morning breeze too wasteful?
No, it's not that Morrowind is too wasteful, it's that Lin Hao's attack methods are too weird, even if any of the Venerable Realm monks present appear, it is impossible to do better than Morrowind, and even the existence of being beaten by Lin Hao will still be beaten.
A monk of the realm realm can actually defeat a monk of the Venerable realm at will?
Why does this sound so fantastical?
Since the existence of the Metaverse, the monks of the realm have never defeated the monks of the Venerable realm, listen, it has never been!
In other words, Lin Hao is the first person!
The first monk to defeat the Venerable Realm with the cultivation of the Realm Realm!
How exactly did he do it?
Although everyone watched it clearly, the scene took a sharp turn, and before they knew it, Morrowind was at a disadvantage on the spot.
Hiss!
This still doesn't let people live!
Anyone knows that even if Lin Hao loses today's competition, just by virtue of the things in the pseudo-realm, Lin Hao's name can spread throughout the entire Metaverse, and even aliens will hear about Lin Hao's name, just because he can defeat the cultivation of the Venerable Realm with the cultivation of his realm.
It's a little scary!
Lear's face was extremely ugly, and there was a cold look in his eyes.
Fu Xi laughed, turned his head, looked at Lear, and said, "It seems that you are going to lose this battle." ”
"However, why are the monks of the Immortal Sect so wasteful? With the strength of this waste, they can also participate in the race competition? Could it be that there are no monks from the Immortal Sect who can send them?"
Fu Xi shook his head suddenly, and said, "Even the cultivators of the realm realm can't be defeated, it's really ......"
Anyone could hear the ridicule in Fu Xi's mouth, obviously saying that there was no successor to the Immortal Sect, and even such a waste was included in the Immortal Sect.
Be reasonable!
Morrowind can break through to the Venerable Realm within 500,000 years, no matter in any race, he is extremely genius, otherwise it is impossible to participate in the race competition, and other monks will not think that Morrowind's talent is too bad.
But no matter how terrifying the talent is, it is helpless in the face of Lin Hao.
This kid is too weird to be compared to an ordinary monk.
Lear snorted coldly, with a cold look in his eyes and extreme anger.
On the battle stage.
Lin Hao's hand still didn't stop, as soon as he lifted it, Fantianyin floated up, and then with a beat, Fantianyin smashed down again with a vast might.
It's so simple, it's so rough, but it's also because of this, so that Chenfeng can't resist it at all, and can only be beaten passively, which makes him extremely depressed.
Thundered.
Poof!
Blood spurted out of Chenfeng's mouth, and Chenfeng's eyes were ruthless, if he continued like this, he would always lose the game, and all of a sudden, he spread the field again.
When Lin Hao saw this scene, he immediately laughed, and suddenly took back the Fantian Seal, and then the Soul Eater Spear slammed into the air, and the Divine Power Pseudo Realm reappeared.
Looking at Lin Hao who appeared in the pseudo-realm, he shook his hand, and the soul devouring spear was transformed into a fan heavenly seal again, and slapped towards the morning breeze with the breath of the pseudo-realm.
Smash!
Boom!
The ending is still the same, no matter whether Morrowind has a field or not, he can't escape the sanctions of Fan Tianyin, it's too bastard!
The morning breeze was furious, and his face was full of anger.
The Xianyun Sword roared towards Fantianyin.
Stomp and tread.
"Smash!"
Lin Hao slapped it in his hand, and suddenly, Fantian Yin continued to fall with terrifying might.
Poof!
Poof!
In just ten breaths, hundreds of attacks landed on Moralwind's body, instantly knocking it away, and this realm could not stop Fantianyin's attack at all.
"Ahhh
Thundered.
Click!
A voice rang out, apparently because Morrowind's injuries were too much in the eye, causing the realm to shatter directly.
At this time, Morrowind had long lost its lofty appearance, his robe was torn, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, which was extremely terrifying.
Chenfeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards Lin Hao like crazy with the Xianyun Sword, seeing this scene.
Lin Hao shook his head slightly, obviously Chenfeng couldn't accept this scene, completely crazy.
Although the power of Morrowind after the madness increased dramatically, it lost its mind and had no effect at all.
In front of the simple anti-violence Fantian Yin, with a slight pat, the morning wind was knocked back.
Lin Hao, who saw this scene, sighed, but still didn't stop moving, after all, Chenfeng was going to come madly to kill him.
Subsequently, Fantian Yin turned into a terrifying attack and directly slapped Morrowind out of the battle platform.
It's not that Lin Hao doesn't want to kill him, it's not that he is soft-hearted, but it's that letting Chenfeng live is more uncomfortable than killing him, because his cultivation is only the realm realm, but Chenfeng is the Venerable realm, even he can't defeat it, not only will he become a laughing stock, but the final result will inevitably be extremely miserable, and even if his cultivation is abolished, it is possible to be expelled from the Immortal Sect.
Although Lin Hao wanted to let go of Chenfeng, Chenfeng didn't want to let go of Lin Hao, even if he didn't shoot him out of the battle platform, he still frantically surged towards Lin Hao, his eyes were full of bloodshots, obviously because Lin Hao's bullying made him extremely angry, he didn't care about the competition at all, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill Lin Hao!
"Ahhh
Morning Wind carried the Idle Cloud Sword, and the laws of his body erupted, but the attack was disorderly, and it was extremely chaotic, even a monk who controlled the realm could dodge it.
Stubborn!
When Lin Hao saw this scene, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and the Fantian Seal was about to be raised, but suddenly, a terrifying attack shot out from the high platform.
This attack turned into a line of light, piercing directly through Morrowind's body, and then, it suddenly exploded, turning into an extremely dazzling light.
Lin Hao narrowed his eyes, and after the light disappeared, the figure of the morning wind had disappeared into a shadowless and useless manner, and as the idle cloud sword on the ground was withdrawn into Lear's hand, it meant that the battle was over.