As soon as Su Lin finished speaking, he slammed a punch in front of him!

A hundred meters away, the left cheek of the Spirit Dragon Master seemed to have been hit by an invisible giant hammer, the dragon scales were shattered, and half of his face was hammered into a blur of flesh and blood.

"Rain Fist." Su Lin said indifferently.

This technique is a simple physical technique created by the mind-eating ghost of Fang Cundi, and the trick is to stick his Qi to the opponent's body as a mark, so that even if it is at a distance, it can directly hit the enemy.

Su Lin had fully learned it from Tianzun and had greatly improved it.

After all, the original one who developed the Rain Fist was just a knot pill eater, and if the Qi used for adhesion hit the Yuan Infant Realm, it would be easily stripped off, but after Su Lin's improvement, even the Yuan Infant Realm was not easy to peel off, unless the other party's comprehension of the basic supernatural power of Destroying Feng was above him.

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

Su Lin struck violently, his movements opened and closed, and each blow was separated by a great distance, hitting the face of the spirit dragon, and each blow imprinted the Qi deeper.

The Spirit Dragon Master tilted his head, instinctively trying to dodge this inexplicable attack, but no matter how much he shook his head, he couldn't dodge it.

The sharp pain he hadn't experienced in a long time, as punch after punch concussed his brain, the cool mountain wind blew from the hollow cheeks into his mouth, the anger of humiliation ignited from the bottom of his heart, and the sky began to gather dark clouds.

Lead-gray clouds swirled at the top of the firmament, purple lightning shone brightly, and thunder rumbled.

The current situation changed so quickly that the monks watching the battle had no time to react, and in the blink of an eye, Su Lin had already forced in front of the Spirit Dragon Master, and his powerful arm was like a halberd, piercing through the indestructible dragon armor.

Through the foundation of the golden body, coupled with the Vajra Six Annihilation Buddha Gong that had been cultivated to the greatest perfection, Su Lin's every punch was attacked with a pale golden translucent magic phase, and in the blink of an eye, the Spirit Dragon Master was already covered in bruises.

Every time Su Lin punched the Venerable Spirit Dragon, he imprinted a layer of imprint, and the next punch was struck, and the place where the imprint had been inflicted would bear one punch, and at the same time, another layer would be layered on top of the struck position.

Su Lin's first punch was just a punch.

But the second punch with a mark is two punches.

The third punch is the fourth punch.

The fourth punch is the eight punches......

Su Lin used both hands and feet, left hammer and right kick, and waited until the seventh punch hit the Spirit Dragon Master, and the opponent received the same attack all over his body sixty-four times in an instant!

In an instant, the dragon scales were destroyed!

As a body cultivator, when the body is suppressed, there is no room for counterattack, and the flesh and white bones of the Spirit Dragon Master are exposed everywhere on his body, and there is no majesty at all, and he is extremely embarrassed.

The surrounding clouds and mist rose, and strange clouds gathered towards the wounds of the Spirit Dragon Master, filling the void and recovering from the wounds, but still slowly.

Thunder roared in the sky, accompanied by a deafening explosion of thunder, and torrential rain poured down.

Su Lin didn't know what the impact of the rain on the battle situation at this time was, but since the other party was a dragon, the dragon was related to rain and clouds, and the rain was naturally beneficial to the dragon.

In that case, it cannot rain!

Su Lin raised his head, and an explosive wave of red light erupted from his eyes, like a volcano rushing straight into the sky, and the rain that had not yet landed steamed into water vapor in mid-air, and the gathered clouds were directly washed away.

Su Lin looked at the Venerable Linglong who was pinched in his hand and his consciousness was already a little blurred, and slashed at his neck with a knife in one hand, splitting the neck bone and the adherent skin, flesh, tendons, and bones.

The bloody torso of the Venerable Dragon Master fell downward into the clouds, and the monks who were watching around rushed towards the sea of clouds below.

To them, the remnants of the Spirit Dragon Master were also extremely precious treasures.

"It's worthy of being the head of the Shangqing Spirit Dragon Sect, and it's not dead yet."

Su Lin grabbed the other party's dragon horn and looked at the dragon's head, his blue eyes blinked.

The heavy cloud qi gathered in the trunk part of the other party's disappeared, and it seemed that he still wanted to reshape the body, the dragon god of the Spirit Dragon Sect definitely had a divine effect, although it was not as good as the shadow of the past, but in the body training spell, it was definitely the top super-first-class level.

"Zombie...... Help me!" The dragon head in Su Lin's hand suddenly let out a terrible cry.

With a shout, an extremely cold aura fell from the sky and slammed down on the main peak.

"How did the Venerable Master make such a mess?" Stiff God squinted his eyes and said.

He clasped his hands on his chest and looked at this side leisurely, as if he didn't care about the Spirit Dragon Master.

The Venerable Spirit Dragon seemed to sense a rampant mind, his eyes were full of despair, and the past flashed quickly through his mind.

He remembered his life, as well as setbacks, he experienced the collapse of the beam, the heavy damage to the sect, and was ordered to be the head of the sect in danger.

He was fortunate to have worked hard to run the Linglong Sect, and finally got a great opportunity, and took the lead in Lingzhou, a treasure land without heaven, and finally used the Zhen Sect artifact handed down by the ancestors to assist in cultivation, broke through the bottleneck, and became a strong man who can be compared with the top powerhouses of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

It took him so many years, diligently, step by step, to finally complete the Dragon God's cultivation to perfection, and he could already see the smooth path of the future, but he was actually going to fall here!

He......

Unwilling!

"If it weren't for my Spirit Dragon Sect, how could the four of you command Lingzhou!" The Spirit Dragon Master roared hoarsely, and the cry was like weeping blood.

Su Lin condensed his mind, looked at the head of the Spirit Dragon Master in his hand, and began to transform the virtual and real of matter and words on the head with a peak narrative.

As the peak narrative took effect, the head that was still roaring and roaring a second ago was suddenly passively silenced at this moment.

In the next second, the monks saw that the head of the Spirit Dragon Master began to twist extremely unnaturally, as if the flat scroll was wrinkled.

At the end, a good head was squeezed into six big blue characters - [Spirit Dragon Master's Head].

The six words were firmly "grasped" by Su Lin in his hand, and then thrown away by Su Lin, sticking to his skin like a tattoo.

Rampant's eyes widened and he froze.

Immediately, he reacted, his expression both excited and surprised.

He's lived so long, and he's never seen a supernatural power that can turn people into words!

"Hey, hey, funny!" Rampant let out a mad laugh.

Su Lin raised his head expressionlessly, his gaze locked on the rampant: "I used twenty-seven moves to kill him, what about you?"

The red evil eyes on the rampant forehead narrowed slightly, and he grinned and showed sharp teeth: "If you can take me ten moves without dying, I will be kind to let you be my Dharma corpse and keep you conscious."

……

The immortal cultivators who were watching the battle from other safe places gasped when they saw the Spirit Dragon Master being killed.

At this moment, everyone's mood is very complicated, and the scenes are also very chaotic.

Chu Liuyu and Nan Zhixian, after completing the task assigned by Su Lin, stayed quietly in an inn with other monks and watched the battle silently.

Just now, as soon as the Venerable Linglong died, a physical cultivator at the next table went crazy, saying that he was finally enlightened, and then spread out the portable medicine box, took out the silver needle and stabbed it all over his body, cut open his chest and abdomen on the spot, and took out one of his internal organs.

I saw him sew his abdomen, meditate on the spot, and within a while, he directly ascended from the Jiedan realm to the Jindan realm.

"That Su Lin is not a physical cultivation, it is a medical cultivation! Definitely a medical practice! His physical body seemed to be on the verge of collapse before, but in fact, it contained the principle of the five elements!"

The monk held his entrails and jumped up and down in the inn, shouting and screaming, if it weren't for the intimidation of the one-yuan infant monk's eyes, I am afraid he would have made trouble for a long time.

However, because of this special time node, no one can guarantee that they will not go crazy like this when they become enlightened in the future, so they are extremely tolerant of enlightened people who go crazy.