Lin Long knew that the comer was not good, so he had already taken precautions, and he also punched out, and the purple fist shadow carried the tumbling thunder light to meet the huge palm print of Jiechengzi.

"The surname is Lin, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, and your realm has grown again. Yes, you can actually resist my Moluo palm print, it seems that you have worked hard. However, no matter how good you are, you don't want to leave this place alive today. Jie Chengzi sneered.

"Hmph, then it depends on whether Senior Brother Jie has such skills. ”

At this time, the psychic dagger was already in the hand of the ring.

He injected spiritual power into it, and a sword light of more than twenty zhang flashed in front of Lin Long, and a huge light illuminated the dark valley as if it were day.

"Psychic Treasure?" Lin Long looked surprised, and suddenly, his pupils contracted.

"I didn't expect it, right? Today you lost your life in the psychic treasure, and I won't be wronged by you. ”

"Hmph, what about psychic treasures? may not be able to help me. Lin Long snorted coldly.

The murderous aura is steep, permeating a radius of several miles.

Lin Long held a black divine sword in his hand, which also turned into a giant sword.

Jie Chengzi looked at Lin Long's huge sword shadow, and knew that Lin Long had successfully broken through the realm and practiced the Great Divine Technique.

And he is still hesitating in front of the original threshold.

It must be known that the further you cultivate, the more your spiritual power is missing, and the difference in its strength will be very large.

In particular, the gap between those who have practiced the great supernatural skills and those who have supernatural powers is even more different!

I didn't think that I hadn't seen him for more than 20 years, Lin Long had taken advantage of the time and place, and the speed of cultivation was naturally extremely fast, far surpassing the precept Chengzi, and he also successfully broke through the realm.

In the case of the extreme lack of resources on death row, the progress of the child is of course limited. Whether it is the mortal realm or the cultivation realm, they all speak by strength.

The prince who becomes the prince, and the loser who loses the coward, has been the same since ancient times.

Jie Chengzi began to regret that he was reckless in seeking revenge without finding out the details of the other party, maybe if he was not careful, he would die Lin Long's subordinates today.

Jiechengzi was secretly glad that he still had a psychic treasure in his hand, and maybe he could compete with Lin Long.

Jie Chengzi swung the psychic dagger, and a huge sword slashed straight down towards Lin Long's head.

Lin Long raised the black long sword in his hand and roared: "Thunder, Thunderbolt Divine Fire!"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, the wind surged, and hundreds of lightning bolts focused on the black long sword.

The psychic dagger has the momentum of cutting iron like mud to destroy everything, which is chilling.

And the black sword is not an ordinary thing. After blessing hundreds of lightning bolts, he simply withstood the thunderous blow of the psychic dagger.

When the enemy met, they were very red-eyed, and the two of them used all their strength to fight each other at the beginning.

Lin Long continued to pour spiritual power into the black long sword, and hundreds of lightning bolts wrapped around the psychic dagger like a spiritual snake, threatening to turn the spiritual blade into ashes!

Jie Chengzi felt that the other party's spiritual power was gushing out like the water of a river.

The more time passes, the more unfavorable it will be to Jiechengzi, and the difference in strength between him and Lin Long is no longer a problem.

Lin Long had already seen the strength of the ring, and he was not in a hurry.

He just wants to drag it down, drag it alive, and drag it alive to avenge the revenge of the year.

Jiechengzi felt that he was under increasing pressure. If it goes on like this, without a single stick of incense, he will definitely consume his spiritual power and be killed by the killer surnamed Lin.

Jiechengzi knew that he couldn't spend it anymore.

It seems that only the killer weapon that has been hidden for twenty years can be used: the Heavenly Thunder Bead.

It was a divine object that Jiechengzi brought out from a ruin back then, and a Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder was sealed inside, which was enough to seriously injure the Great Divine Powers.

Jie Chengzi forcibly burst out of spiritual power, interrupting the spiritual power confrontation with Lin Long. Pretending to be injured, the figure exploded.

Lin Long was really fooled, thinking that Jiechengzi's spiritual power was insufficient, so he chased after him and wanted to kill him.

But it happened to hit the Heavenly Thunder Bead left by Jiechengzi. The power of the explosion of the Heavenly Thunder Bead was huge, Lin Long was shocked, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, he was fooled!

But it was too late to retreat, so he could only burst out with all his spiritual power and carry it with all his might.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder was amazing, not only piercing through the spiritual power armor of the great supernatural powerer Lin Long, but also blasting a large hole in his left shoulder, blood gushing straight out, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The rolling thunder of the black sword suddenly weakened.

Jiechengzi took advantage of this weak momentum, and the psychic dagger suddenly fell.

Lin Long reacted quickly, once again transported the chaotic spiritual power in his body, and instantly retreated dozens of zhang away, but he was still cut off by the psychic dagger A piece of flesh on his arm.

Lin Long was secretly shocked in his heart, but fortunately, it was just a little flesh and skin, and he was angry that this ring was too cunning.

Lin Long roared, the ground shook, and he had to fight back against Jiechengzi with all his might.

But before he could attack, Jiechengzi had already fled.

At this time, the people of the Dragon Club had already rushed over.

They saw only the surrounding collapsed mountain peaks and the ground shattered by swords and lightning.

Presumably, there must have been a thrilling dragon and tiger fight here just now!

The doorman asked Lin Long, who dared to spread wild at the gate of the Tenglong Society.

Lin Long shook his head and said that it was just some people in the Demon Dao, presumably he had already fled from this place.

With Lin Long's understanding of Ji Suran, if Jiechengzi wants to escape for his life, where can he find the disciples of the Tenglong Society?

Lin Long waved his hand and went back with the doorman.

Jiechengzi escaped several times, and only after making sure that he was not tracked down did he return to the prison.

He was afraid that Lin Long and the people of the Tenglong Society would chase and kill him, so he didn't dare to stop halfway. Therefore, a lot of blood flowed from the wound, and his face was pale at this time, without any blood at all.

This battle almost exhausted the spiritual power of the ringing son. The whole person almost collapsed, tilted his head and fell asleep.

As soon as Fang Shaoyang woke up, he found that Jiechengzi had returned, and his already dirty clothes were even more stained with blood. There was also a new wound on his left shoulder, and his left hand was also scorched. The man is asleep.

Presumably this person went to fight with someone yesterday, and I don't know who is so powerful that he can beat this weird person like this!

This person is moody, in case he wakes him up, he is very strong in magic, and in a fit of anger, he doesn't know how he died, so stay away from him.

Fang Shaoyang began to meditate and practice, and after a while, a stream of steam rose above his head. The breath in his body flowed smoothly around his body. Fang Shaoyang felt very comfortable, and the wound on his shoulder seemed to be better again.

Fang Shaoyang stretched his waist.

By this time, it was almost dusk, and it was already so dark that nothing could be seen in the prison.

Fang Shaoyang remembered his beloved dagger. Jie Chengzi said that he borrowed his spirit blade to use it, how could Fang Shaoyang dare to refuse?

Even if he borrowed it and didn't pay it back, Fang Shaoyang didn't dare to open his mouth to come back.

Looking at the blood stains on his body, Fang Shaoyang suddenly remembered that he borrowed the spirit blade to fight with people.

He was a cultivator, could the dagger used by mortals also be useful to him? Fang Shaoyang already faintly felt that the dagger must not be an ordinary thing.

I can control it with my thoughts, how can it be an ordinary thing?

It's just a pity that the spirit blade doesn't belong to me anymore. Fang Shaoyang sighed secretly in his heart.

Fang Shaoyang's thoughts flew to the cultivator's world again. What kind of world would that be?

Fang Shaoyang remembered the word "borrow" that the man said before leaving. That's pretty polite! That means he's not too bad. So the matter of my apprenticeship and cultivation is still negotiable?

Thinking of this, Fang Shaoyang became happy.

Not only can you live with the sky, but also have the ability to call the wind and rain, and swim between heaven and earth, what a pleasant thing it is!

Fang Shaoyang thought about it, and he imagined almost all the beautiful things in the cultivation world that he had seen in the novel before, but he didn't think of the other side of the cruel killing of cultivation.

Just like a young man and woman in love, all they see is each other's strengths. He is now yearning and obsessed with cultivation!

Fang Shaoyang began to wonder in his heart how to apprentice?

This is really a lot of brainstorming! This person is moody, how can he be guaranteed that he will accept himself as an apprentice?

At this time, Jiechengzi moved his body.

Fang Shaoyang tiptoed to the side, wanting to see if he had woken up?

"What do you want to do sneakily?" Suddenly a loud shout came, and I saw Jie Chengzi sit up suddenly, his face was pale, his eyes were like knives, and he stared at Fang Shaoyang coldly, with murderous aura pouring out of his face.

Fang Shaoyang felt the cold murderous aura, and his heart was horrified, and his face couldn't help but change greatly.