Stepping on the clouds and stepping on the wind, Thirteen Lang swayed seven hundred feet, and the time was only a moment.

There was a sea of chaos beneath him, and countless magical weapons exploded, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth. In the middle of it, more than a dozen evil spirit balls turned into a ball of thick blood, enveloping the body of the Lin Clan's ancestor and struggling in that ocean.

It seems to rise and fall between rootless duckweed and wild waves.

Zuihou is a question, no longer asking a mystery, but to verify the opponent's strength and intelligence, asking him if he has thought of when the counterattack will come. The ancestor of the Lin family gave up all the time he had gained in exchange for his net worth, just hoping to find a flaw.

More than a dozen rays of light are indeed demon pills, and they are the most precious ones. But they had already been "processed" and turned into magic weapons similar to those of the two previous demon cultivators, specially prepared for desperate situations. This is the method that the ancestor of the Lin family left for the ghost Lingzhi, and now it is used on the body of Thirteen Lang, or his team.

The Lin Ancestor believed that Thirteen Lang was the key figure in this team, and only by killing him could the situation change and even regain his life. In fact, this idea is correct, at this time, the surrounding confinement is gradually lifted, Thirteen Lang is a family as soon as he dies, Fubo is seriously injured, and the rest of the monks can no longer control him.

The result is still a failure.

The reason for the failure came from two aspects, one was that Thirteen Lang attacked first, and the shock of the Spirit Orb caused him to pause his casting spell slightly, but he spread out at full speed, and ascended to the sky like a rabbit in panic, away from the self-detonation vortex. The second one is more critical, and the small dot draws four lines from afar, four lines that divide the space.

When he drew those lines, Xiao Budian's expression was extremely serious, the movements of his fingers were fast but not urgent, condensed but not scattered, and dense beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose. Everyone who saw this scene had a feeling. The pink finger seemed to be dragging a mountain, difficult but exceptionally steady.

In fact. Xiao Bu has been preparing for a long time, otherwise it would be difficult to perform like this, and the reason why Thirteen Lang did not immediately reply to the Lin Ancestor. It's just to buy time for my daughter.

Four lines, four seams, are equal to four spatial barriers. More than a dozen top-grade demon pills exploded, plus the magic powers and magic weapons cast by the Lin Clan's ancestor himself, all of them were concentrated in the small piece of land in the center.

Chaos!

It was difficult to discern what was going on inside, and one only noticed that the four black threads were slowly pulled apart like bowstrings, and let out a moan that the wooden beams could not bear the weight, and correspondingly, the little ones trembled. The small body retreated as if it was being pulled.

One step, two steps, three steps

Ten meters, ten meters, thirty meters

The six tightly combed pigtails dissipated without wind, and the lips of the little ones were covered with blood, reflecting the small face that looked extraordinarily white. She kicked the ground with her left leg, arched her right foot, and pushed forward with her palms as if to slap the waves, and for the first time her body did not twist to one side, but straightened.

The black silk stretched to the limit, and brilliant streamers continued to burst out around it, and a long tail flame appeared behind the original Lin Ancestor. Sweeping 3,000 zhang long-term.

With a bang, the cage that was said to be unbreakable by the combined efforts of the nine overhaulers was pierced by the tail flame, and then collapsed into pieces of nothingness. Outside, Blue Mountain's pale face was revealed, and there were thousands of ghosts chasing after them.

The cage held back the ghost's tracks. But they are constantly separated from the induction of ghost reishi. At this moment, the ghosts from thousands of miles around the hillside gathered here, just to save their king. Take a step back. Even if the ghost reishi is dead now, the surrounding ghosts will still not stop, because they will also eat the ghost reishi itself. Thousands of years later, Lingzhi may be born and become another.

"Kill!"

The Gun King was the first to let out a loud shout. Transform into a meteor to face the hundreds of millions of ghost army.

The battle situation is already clear, in order to prevent everyone from being killed and injured, and they can be excluded from the battlefield, he takes his daughter and independently faces this most perverted overhaul in history. This arrangement cannot be said to be unreasonable, judging from the power released by the chaotic aura at this moment, ordinary magic weapons will be twisted into rotten iron if they enter, and the supernatural power will only make that kind of self-explosion more violent, which means that the more people participate in the siege, although the Lin Clan Ancestor can suffer more damage, the pressure of the small one will also be enhanced.

Reasonable is not the same as reasonable, how others feel and don't say, the gun king feels that this is really humiliating, but there is nothing to be done. It's true that she is a minor overhaul, but she is only three feet tall and has a delicate appearance, no matter how she looks at it, she is a child;

"Kill!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy was the second to rush out, her always soft face full of anger and pity, and the only way to vent her anger was to stop the ghost slave and contribute to her partner to buy more time.

"Kill!"

Gu Mingyue rushed out, Jiang Fan rushed out, and the spirit-disgusting ant colony rushed out; as for the 30,000 ghost army commanded by the dumb aunt, they had already fought with those ghost slaves.

The whistling sound was earth-shattering, the ghost howl and chanting were intertwined, the smoke and clouds of the hundred-mile battlefield were drumming, and one wave pressed the other wave to the sky, and even the starry sky was covered.

"Kill!"

Blue Mountain, which had almost run out of oil, turned around and returned to the battlefield with all his might, and on the hillside, Fubo tried to stand up, and then fell to the ground with blood spraying wildly, and cursed angrily.

"Kill, kill, kill them all!"

"Don't be afraid, Uncle Gray will help you carry it!"

Everyone fights, but the aggressive ash is not in the mood to participate at all. Chubby fell into a deep sleep, the dumb aunt and the handsome army fought, and he was the only one left to watch the house.

Guarding the house means guarding, guarding means responsibility, Kui Shen roared and rushed behind Xiao Budian, his four hooves flew like flying to pick up the hard and cold stones, and buried his body in most of it.

The broad back pressed against the little little feet, feeling the horror coming from the little feet, Kui Shen's heart trembled like limbs, and somehow grieved from his heart, and he actually howled and cried.

"Kill him, kill him quickly!"

Maybe there is, maybe not, maybe it's futile and it will add to the burden of the little one, the big gray doesn't know.

I don't care

Still can't stand it.

The storm whirlpool was so violent that one side was not at all able to vent its might, and the solid ground was washed out of a deep well by the vortex. The front, left, right, and upper four black threads collapsed into a crescent, like a rope that was about to break. The ravaged earth is faintly heard. For example, the bison that was disturbed by mosquitoes and flies was too annoyed and shook its head gently.

There was a soft snort. The string broke, people flew, and the ashes howled.

"Roar!"

When a string of legs fell from the sky, they rushed into the sea of fire and into the center of the whirlpool, extending the gap that had just broken and still exuded the aura of silence. I only heard a crackling sound in my ears, and I don't know how many collisions and how many pieces of blood bloomed in an instant.

The black wind erupted from within the black silk, emptying the vicinity like a water dragon extinguishing the fire, and it was filled with more storms surging up. Time. The cracks in the space that claimed to be only dead and extinguished were all captured, and the roaring dragon rushed into the space where there was only death and destruction, and I don't know if it can make waves. However, this is the main realm after all, and under the effect of the law, the cracks quickly converge in the sweep of demonic qi until they are completely sealed.

When the black silk completely dissipated, there was a moment of silence on the battlefield, as if the turbulent sea suddenly turned into ice, and then suddenly turned into boiling oil. Swept in all directions.

"Niu Niu!"

Big Ash bit Xiao Budian's body, shook his head and turned his butt backwards, his body was like a pinball that had been hit by a stick, and he flew straight for dozens of meters and rolled seven or eight times in a row and finally stopped.

The donkey's ass was stripped of a layer of skin. The red flesh and blood are so sad that people dare not look at them. He couldn't find a few pieces of finished haode up and down his body, and his head stubbornly twisted to the side of his body, firmly protecting the little soft man.

Fall to the ground. Opening his mouth, Big Ash hurriedly shouted, "Niu Niu." Niu?"

The four eyes met, and it took a lot of effort for Big Ash to distinguish the gray-faced face. It took a lot of effort for Xiao Budian to find Big Ash's nose and reach out to help it flick the ash.

"It's all dusty and dirty. ”

"Uncle Gray's true color is gray, whew!"

The donkey let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that his whole body was falling apart, and the big gray opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood, and a small piece of soft and slimy thing in the middle was stuffed into the little one, and he commanded, "Eat it." ”

Xiao Budian originally felt tired, but when he heard him say this, he became interested, and held back his nausea and asked, "Ghost Lingzhi?"

Big Gray nodded, turned around to look at the center of the battlefield, and said in a low voice, "Don't tell your father." ”

Ghost Lingzhi is a good thing, but Thirteen Lang didn't dare to let Xiao Budian gnaw it raw like Fubo. According to his opinion, the small point is still overnourished for the time being, and the absorption of essence needs to be considered.

Xiao Budian didn't know the severity, looking at the dirty thing and couldn't put his mouth down, he hesitated to raise his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, no matter how he wiped it, he couldn't finish wiping it.

The big gray died in a hurry, and shouted: "Eat quickly, immortal body! Look at me, look at me, look at my wound, how fast haode is!"

While talking about the big gray, he looked back and muttered: "When your father sees it, he won't have anything to eat, hurry up and say what he's busy with?

Inside the pit, at a depth of 100 meters, Thirteen Lang stepped on the Lin ancestor who was only half left, and the fierce color in his eyes gradually faded, in exchange for clarity and pity, there was still a little emotion.

"Ahem, ahem"

The Lin Clan Ancestor kept gasping, and with each breath, his body would shrink in a circle, and he would walk towards the end at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"If the old man and the old man do their best, that little girl may die. ”

"I know, I've been scared that you're going crazy and desperate. ”

Thirteen Lang responded to his words, took out some pills and swallowed them, and then lowered his head and said, "Niuniu won't die, but I know that you really didn't do your best, so you still have a chance to speak." ”

The Lin Clan Ancestor grinned and said mockingly, "Is there anything you don't know?"

The roar above still echoed in his ears, and Shisanro didn't refute it as before, and said softly, "I'm busy, you'd better hurry." ”

The Lin Clan Ancestor struggled and said, "You know what I want to ask. ”

Thirteen Lang was silent and said, "There are only two siblings left in the direct line, both of whom are my disciples. ”

The Lin Clan Ancestor was obviously a little surprised, and seemed to be a little surprised, and asked, "Your disciple?"

Thirteen Lang nodded, described the situation between Yilian and the little young master in a few words, and didn't say anything more.

The ancestor of the Lin family listened carefully, and the two eyes that could not see anything were wide open, looking at his appearance, as if he had swallowed the words of Thirteen Lang as a life-saving elixir in his mouth, chewed carefully, and swallowed slowly.

"Huh"

After a few words, the Lin Ancestor only had a head that was not much bigger than a fist.

"That's fine, that's good, since that's the case, the old man still has something to stay. ”

Peng's voice, without consulting with Thirteen Lang at all, the Lin Clan's ancestor collapsed into a blood-colored mist, twisted a few times and deformed again, turning into a slender and long silk.

"If you don't die, leave it, you will have more than one life!" With a faint sigh, the ancestor of the Lin family returned to the ruins and died.

"Go from heaven and be kind to them, xiexie!"

(To be continued......)