"Starling, let's get rid of him quickly."

Lin Hangjin said.

Lin Hangyong nodded and agreed, the Lin family only has ten foundations, and the Chen family has at least twenty here, if it weren't for the ancestor's magical powers, they wouldn't be able to beat it.

But the Ancestor Divine Power is already about to dissipate, so it is necessary to deal with some opponents as soon as possible.

Lin Hangyong blew a special whistle in his mouth, and the three second-order spirit beasts began to attack Chen Gangye frantically.

And Lin Hangjin was also assisting in the attack next to him, and after a while, Chen Gangye's head was torn off by Lin Hangyong's spirit beast.

"Starling, let your spirit beast not devour the corpse first, I need to take it back and worship."

Seeing that Lin Hangyong's spirit beast was opening its mouth to swallow the corpse, Lin Hangjin hurriedly said.

"Okay."

Lin Hangyong pinched the trick and summoned the spirit beast back to his side.

"Let's go, brother thirty-six, let's go help the others..."

After saying that, Lin Hangyong flew to the other clansmen, and Lin Hangjin hurriedly chased after putting away the corpse.

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The other side.

The battle between Chen Jiasheng and Lin Hongwei has been deadlocked.

You and I, no one can break through anyone's defenses anyway.

As time passed, Lin Hongwei's eyebrows began to wrinkle, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that Chen Ganglin would arrive.

In the sky, the Great Spirit Rain Technique was also broken by Chen Jiasheng.

Lin Hongwei's Yu Jiao discovered that the Chen family's foundation building monks began to besiege the Lin family's foundation building monks.

Can't wait any longer!

A ruthless look flashed on Lin Hongwei's face, if he doesn't make a move now, whether the Lin family has a future or not is a matter of two words, and what else is there to scruple about.

Lin Hongwei slapped his hand on the storage bag, and a glittering cyan bamboo fan appeared in front of him, and Lin Hongwei hurriedly held it.

The bamboo fan is the weapon of its ancestors, and it is a low-grade spiritual treasure!

Generally speaking, the weapons of the monks are divided into the first and second order magic weapons, the lower, middle and upper three magic weapons, and above the magic weapons are spiritual treasures.

Lingbao is made of imitation Tongtian Lingbao, and it is also divided into three products because of its different powers.

The Tongtian Spirit Treasure requires at least the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant to be promoted.

The green bamboo fan is made of the thousand-year-old Xunfeng spirit bamboo as the main material, and it is an offensive spirit treasure.

Lin Hongwei held the green bamboo fan and waved it lightly to Chen Jiasheng.

Suddenly, a huge cyan tornado appeared in the air and rushed towards Chen Jiasheng at an extremely fast speed.

When Chen Jiasheng saw the fan, his face changed, their Chen family and the Lin family have been fighting for hundreds of years, not to mention that they don't understand everything, but at least they understand it almost.

Otherwise, the Lin family would have destroyed them a long time ago.

But he had no idea that the Lin family actually had a spiritual treasure!

Even an ordinary Infant Monk wouldn't be able to get his hands on that thing! Most of the Yuanying monks are probably still using their natal magic weapons.

But it was too late for him to think more, and the tornado had already reached him.

Chen Jiasheng had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out all his belongings, defensive magic weapons, attack magic weapons, defensive talismans, anyway, he will throw out whatever he has, as long as it is useful!

Tornado doesn't know how to attack a simple collision, it has tens of thousands of wind blades inside, and its speed is extremely fast.

swept Chen Jiasheng's body into it all of a sudden.

In less than a moment, there were bursts of Chen Jiasheng's wails in the wind, although the wails continued, Lin Hongwei did not dare to relax his vigilance.

The Chen family has been in the clan for thousands of years, even if the vitality is greatly damaged because of the impact of a clansman on the Yuan Baby, it is impossible not to leave good things.

Sure enough, after a while, Chen Jiasheng's wail slowly became smaller, and a dazzling red light diffused from the tornado.

The red light rushed to the sky, shattering the cyan tornado and rolling up bursts of dust.

Lin Hongwei hurriedly fanned lightly, and a breeze blew away the dust.

Chen Jiasheng, who was covered in bruises, was exposed.

Chen Jiasheng's eyes were a little frightened, if he hadn't sacrificed the ancestral third-order secret talisman just now, he would have died there, but even so, he was seriously injured now!

Chen Jiasheng swallowed a few pills, turned his head and turned into a red light and flew towards the back.

He didn't dare to fight anymore, otherwise Lin Hongwei would die if he came again!

Now you can only run!

Seeing that Chen Jiasheng wanted to run, Lin Hongwei naturally couldn't let him run away easily, and when he saw Lingbao and wanted to run, then their Lin family might not have a good life in the future.

Lin Hongwei suddenly turned into a dazzling blue light, chasing the red light.

Because Chen Jiasheng paid attention to it, the meridian dantian in his body was damaged, and the use of mana was a little obscure, and the speed at this time was less than seventy percent of what he was in his heyday.

After running for 10,000 miles, he was finally chased by Lin Hongwei.

Barren.

Lin Hongwei looked indifferently at Chen Jiasheng, who had no mana and was seriously injured all over his body.

Gently waved the green fan in his hand, and suddenly a wind blade flew out, cutting off Chen Jiasheng's head.

At this time, a sound of breaking the air sounded outside the barren mountain.

Lin Hongwei looked up and saw a blue light.

The blue light stopped above the barren mountain, revealing Chen Ganglin's figure.

Chen Ganglin had tears in his eyes and looked at the corpse below with a painful expression.

From the battle to the present, he rushed over in less than an hour, but in the end he still failed to arrive.

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