Chapter 407: The Ancient Strongman (Ask for Subscription! Ask for a Monthly Pass)

"There are actually two Dao Sects, didn't that Xuan Immortal say that there is only one Dao Sect Spirit Man on the Spirit Plain, why is there a second one?" Yuan Lin frowned, secretly shocked, the danger of the two Dao Sects was greatly increased.

"It's really two, I heard that sect spirit man say that the sect spirit beast broke through not long ago. Ash smiled bitterly, but he was also a little grateful to the Dao Sect Spirit Beast, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid they would all be killed.

"What happened to the outcome of the battle between the Spirit Beast Dao Sect and the Spirit Humanity Dao Sect?" Yuan Lin asked.

Ash shook his head and said, "I don't know, we took the opportunity to flee when they were fighting. I don't know the final result, but the battle between the two Dao Sects will definitely be a defeat for both sides. ”

"Fart, outsider. It is impossible for the spirit god to be injured by Tarth, and there is only one result, and that is the death of Tarth. ”

Before Yuan Lin could speak, the Dao Monarch Spirit Man on the opposite side said coldly. With a lot of confidence on his face. This kind of blind trust is the same as the worship of Yuan Lin by the ape tribesmen. To be able to make Dao Jun so reverent, the strength of that Dao Sect Spirit Man is probably extraordinary.

"Linghuang, don't talk to them, kill them, Lingshen said that no outsiders will be left. Another spirit man said coldly.

"Got it, Skeleton. However, you are not qualified to command me. The spirit man called Linghuang snorted coldly, and a magic weapon in the shape of a full moon scimitar appeared in his hand, and at the same time, the spirit skull was also a magic weapon similar to a sickle, but it was much more broken than the handle of the sickle.

took care of the situation, and actually forgot about the two Dao Monarchs. Scratching his head, his eyes instantly sharpened, and there was a tough battle to fight next.

"Sect Master, these spiritual people are different from those Dao Master Realm, Dao Origin Realm, they have exercises that are not weaker than the ground level or even stronger. And there's this bizarre ability. The strength is also very strong. Ash reminded in a loud voice. For their strength and ability, Ash is deeply affected.

"It's not like I haven't met, Grey, if you hold one of them, I'll catch the rest, remember, be sure to hold back. Yuan Lin said lightly.

There was joy on Ash's face, and he almost forgot about it. How he was recovered by Yuan Lin. As long as the four immortal weapons of the door master come out, the other party will not be restrained.

"Yes, door master, even if the old man fights for this old life, he will block one. Ash said in a deep voice.

Rolled his eyes slightly, but it was just for you to be dragged back, with your strength. It's a simple thing to go all out.

"Then let's make a move!" Yuan Lin said lightly.

"Spirit Skeleton, we seem to be being looked down upon. Ling Huang looked at Yuan Lin and Ash Gu as if they were eating them, and said to the spirit skull unconcernedly.

The skeleton has a flat mouth. "It seems that since ancient times, I don't know how many years." Finally, he broke through Daojun 10,000 years ago and regained his memory. It has been 10,000 years now, and no one has looked down on us except for the spirit gods in 10,000 years. ”

"Then kill them and let them outsiders see them. The monks of ancient times were no match for them. Linghuang showed a cruel smile on his face, stroking the full moon scimitar, and said with some solemnity.

Yuan Lin's eyes were fixed, looking at the two of them a little dignified, they turned out to be strong men in ancient times, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to do.

"Spirit skeletons, they seem to be frightened, and the current human race is really weak. Linghuang said sarcastically.

The corners of Yuan Lin's mouth twitched, it doesn't matter if you are an ancient powerhouse, you are just a strong Daojun, a strong Daojun, Yuan Lin has the possibility of cleaning them up.

"Ash, what are you waiting for, on. Yuan Lin said lightly. Then he took the lead in coming out, and with a burst of wings behind him, it turned into a gust of wind, and when he reappeared, he was only a few dozen meters away from the Linghuang Spirit Skeleton.

"Huh!" Looking at Yuan Lin who flew over with a frown, Ling Huang did not have the slightest nervousness, his pale palm was aimed at Yuan Lin, and he shouted lightly: "Wind binding!"

As the sound fell, the overwhelming wind surged out from his palm, and immediately turned into wisps of rope like substance, winding towards Yuan Lin like lightning.

The speed of the wind rope is extremely fast, and the wind rope is approximately invisible, that is, a wind blows over, and in the blink of an eye, it encompasses all the range of space around Yuan Lin, Linghuang's palm suddenly grasped, the wind rope contracted rapidly, and the space around Yuan Lin was tightened, and then it was like a silkworm chrysalis, wrapping Yuan Lin in it.

Ling Huang saw that Yuan Lin was tied up with a sneer on his face, with an extremely disdainful expression, and just took back the chrysalis, but his face changed slightly.

"Poof!"

With a slight sound, the silkworm chrysalis densely covered with wind ropes suddenly swelled out a bloody figure, and the blood shadow was burning with blood flames around it. Where the figure passed, the wind rope that was enough to withstand the full force of the blood flame burning turned into nothingness in an instant.

"A special flame formed by the burning of the will of the martial arts, not a bad idea. But I've seen it in antiquity. Ling Huang smiled faintly, pressed his palm, and the wind around Yuan Lin was still blowing according to a frenzied trajectory, and the blood flame on Yuan Lin's body was actually blown under this kind of wind, like a broken candle in the wind, yù was about to be extinguished.

As Ling Huang said, in ancient times, there were not a few flames formed by those martial arts monks who burned the martial will, and perhaps this was a powerful ability of martial arts monks. In addition to those martial arts hearts are not firm, and the martial arts will is not strong, and they can't produce a massive amount of martial arts will, they can't form large-scale blood flames, and they can use large-scale blood flames, which is also an extremely powerful move.

Blood Flame was also a very powerful flame in ancient times, and was called a special flame.

"Suppress the Wind Palm!" Ling Huang snorted, the speed of the chaotic wind suddenly became more chaotic, the blood flames around Yuan Lin's body were blown out in an instant, and the chaotic wind blew onto his body, actually cutting Yuan Lin's robe.

"It's just an ant, and even Benjun can take it down casually. Ling Huang sneered.

Yuan Lin in the wind looked at Linghuang lightly, and the blood flames on his body gushed out again, soaring dozens of times at once, directly encompassing Yuan Lin's range of tens of meters, and the huge blood flames directly burned the surrounding wind, and there was no wind at all.

"Quite capable, with a blood flame of this scale, you are a good martial arts monk. Linghuang was slightly surprised. Looking at the blood flames burning dozens of meters around Yuan Lin, the martial arts will required to burn for this level of blood flames was already huge, which made Ling Huang look at Yuan Lin with admiration.

But Yuan Lin didn't seem to appreciate it, and said lightly, "I thought that the ancient powerhouse could be so great, but I didn't expect it to be the only way." ”

This sudden change made Ling Huang a little stunned, but he also sneered, and his momentum rose. The palm of his hand shook. The full moon scimitar suddenly left his hand, and there was a five-element wind around the blade, and the speed of the knife was extremely fast, and it appeared in front of Yuan Lin in the blink of an eye.

"Over there, I will let you see the power of the strong people left over from ancient times. ”

The full moon scimitar flickered and became hundreds. Surround Yuan Lin. Each handle was as real as it was, and even Yuan Lin couldn't see it clearly for a while. The will of martial arts entered his eyes, and the blood in his eyes burst into his eyes. Sweeping all the scimitars at a glance, it turned out that each one was real. This situation made Yuan Lin stunned.

"In that case, then destroy them all. "Yuan Lin's Demon Divine Wings glowed with dark golden light. With a flick of the wings, countless dark gold sè's wing feathers rushed out, knocking out a scimitar with a handle.

When the scimitar was only three meters away from Yuan Lin, the last one was destroyed, just when Yuan Lin breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, the defeated scimitar actually hid this other scimitar, this is the real scimitar, and as soon as the scimitar appeared, at the same time, the Linghuang also appeared strangely, without warning at all, not even a sign, his eyes looked at the standing spirit skull, the corner of the Linghuang's mouth pulled a disdainful smile, and the figure slowly disappeared.

Ling Huang held the scimitar and slashed directly at Yuan Lin's neck, and Yuan Lin picked up the Juntian stick to block the scimitar.

"Idiot, my attack is not a scimitar, the Spirit Wind Cutting Blade!" Ling Huang sneered, and with a move of his hand, several finger-long wind blades suddenly formed around Yuan Lin's neck. Several wind blades directly cut Yuan Lin's neck.

"I don't think I'll be able to see this little trick. Yuan Lin, whose neck was cut, said lightly. Then a huge momentum appeared from behind Linghuang, and at the same time, there was also a desolate monument.

The suppressive momentum directly loved that Linghuang and pressed it to the ground, and then the desolate tablet law appeared again, and Linghuang was suppressed again.

"Linghuang!" The spirit skull's face changed, his figure flashed, just flashed, and the next moment he appeared, and in front of him was ashes.

"You can't go, but I promised the master. Ash took out the gray sword and said in a deep voice.

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Linghuang's face was shocked, looking at the desolate monument above his head. hurriedly wanted to escape from the scope of the desolate monument, but how could Yuan Lin let him leave, raising a stick was "a stick to level the world!"

The sudden change of Linghuang's face suddenly sounded above his head, and he suddenly raised his head, and the huge stick shadow smashed down, carrying a sense of incomparable terrifying power.

"Storm Shield"

The hands were quickly sealed, the spiritual power in the body flowed rapidly, and in the surrounding space, the aura of the wind belonged to the wind gathered in front of him, and it gathered in an instant, and then with a slight sound, a huge wind shield several meters thick, this wind shield turned out to be composed of several violent winds, once an attack fell on it, it would be shattered by the violent wind, and this huge wind shield appeared above the head out of thin air.

"Bang!"

The Juntian stick smashed down hard, and fell heavily on the wind escape, the fierce and incomparable power directly made the wind shield spread out cracks, and the frenzied wind in the storm shield was beaten and dissipated, and the next second, the Juntian stick pressed down again, and the wind shield that seemed to have huge defensive power burst violently!

The wind and arrows flew in the sky, and in the midst of the strong wind, a shadow burst out of it, rushing directly towards Yuan Lin, the scimitar in his hand became huge, resisting the suppressive momentum of the desolate monument, and rushed directly towards Yuan Lin.

"Throw yourself into the net!" Yuan Lin smiled lightly, and the black tower in his hand instantly became larger, enveloping the spirit yellow that rushed over into it.

Yuan Lin attacked Linghuang so that he couldn't leave, blocking Linghuang's back road, and let Qing Lao reduce the suppression momentum, that is, let him attack Yuan Lin, and when he attacked Yuan Lin, Qing Lao urged the suppression momentum with all his strength, causing Linghuang to stagnate for a short time, covering him with a black tower. Unexpectedly, he actually followed Yuan Lin's steps and got into it step by step.

However, his strength is really weird, the hundreds of scimitars just now, even his martial will can't detect that he is hiding in the scimitar, if it weren't for Qing Lao's timely reminder, he might still be injured.

Just relying on the strange ability just now, Yuan Lin had the confidence of Linghuang's strength and the truth of the ancient powerhouse.

(To be continued!) RQ