As soon as Zhao Lin entered the sea, his divine sense tightly locked on the stout monk and chased after him.

Persimmon picks a soft pinch, first solves the person in front of him, and then turns around and deals with the tall and thin man who cultivates to a taller level.

The stout monk was about to leap back to the surface of the sea to join his companions, when he suddenly felt a jolt.

The waves were surging and rolling, and the spiritual power of the earth was raging wildly, forming a solid barrier, tightly blocking the sea, and it was impossible to break out.

"Collapse of the mountains? That's impossible! ”

The stout monk's face was full of shock, and he shouted loudly in his heart.

Monks can only start practicing second-order spells when they enter the late stage of qi refining.

Second-order spells are more difficult to master than first-order spells, and it takes at least a year and a half to get started, and if you want to master it, it is impossible without one or two decades of hard work!

Judging from the strength and scale of this spell, he could almost conclude that it was a mastery-level attainment.

But Zhao Lin had just entered the seventh layer of qi refining, how could he cultivate to this point in less than a month?

The stout monk's mind went blank, and what was happening in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

At this moment, Zhao Lin appeared in sight, holding the Moon Slashing Knife in his hand, and chased after him violently.

Faced with such an opponent, the stout monk was frightened, and hurriedly performed the Fubo technique, and fled to the depths of the sea.

It was decided to avoid Feng Cheng for the time being and wait for the sea to be lifted.

After walking for a while, the stout monk was stunned to find that not only did he not get rid of Zhao Lin, but he was also being chased closer and closer.

"No, my Fubo technique has been cultivated to the fullest, how can he swim faster than me?"

The stout monk's heart sank, and he shot an "ice arrow technique" with his backhand, releasing dense ice picks and shooting towards Zhao Lin.

In his mind, as long as the spell could hold Zhao Lin for a while, his companion Sen Cheng could rush over, and the crisis would be resolved.

When Zhao Lin saw a large ice pick, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and the water-shaped circulation turned into a transparent water droplet, which collided directly into the ice pick.

There was a thudding sound, and the icicles hit the water droplets, shattering and bounce off, and the speed of the water droplets continued to surge.

"Consummation-level water resistant!"

The blood on the stout monk's face faded and turned pale.

Seeing that Zhao Lin was about to chase after him, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't escape, so he had no choice but to stop and defend in an attempt to delay time.

"Waterfall!"

"Re-ringing!"

"Ripple Armor!"

The stout monk frantically condensed his spiritual power and cast three defensive spells in one go.

Dozens of waterfalls run from top to bottom, forming a sturdy grating of water.

The re-ring technique gathered dozens of condensed water rings, enclosing a sphere and wrapping his whole body from top to bottom.

The last layer of corrugated armor is used for close defense.

After doing all this, the stout monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Although maintaining three spells at the same time consumes a lot of mana, and it can't last long, but it's important to save your life, where can you take care of this?

Zhao Lin knew that time was pressing, and the ultrasound wave released had already sensed that the tall and thin man was swimming quickly.

If you can't kill the stout monk quickly, you will face the situation of being attacked on your back.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Water Resisting Technique accelerated with all his strength, crashing into the water grating formed by the Waterfall Technique.

With a bang, the tall water grating broke through the middle, and the water droplets also shook, and the light on the water cover weakened a lot.

Breaking through the first line of defense, Zhao Lin continued to rush forward, knocking the water ring open a gap.

The outer layer of the water control technique finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell apart.

The stout monk was shocked, although he knew that Zhao Lin was a martial cultivator, he had never thought of this way of fighting.

At such a close distance, decades of experience in monasticism were useless at all.

In a hurry, while injecting mana into the Heavy Ring Technique, hoping to fill the gap as soon as possible, he pulled out his personal naginata knife and stabbed at Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin sneered in his heart, his body shook, and he hit a cold ice punch.

The fist reached through the gap, and the cold breath pierced through the corrugated armor and struck the stout monk's chest.

The stout monk only felt cold and stiff all over, unable to command even a finger, his spiritual power could not operate, and the Heavy Ring Technique and the Corrugated Armor disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Lin raised his hand and slashed off the head of the stout monk.

In the moment before he died, the stout monk vaguely saw his companion Sen Cheng coming from afar, his mouth moved, and he let out a silent sigh.

"Pingyuan!"

Sen Cheng rushed to the scene, just saw this scene, and couldn't help shouting.

Zhao Lin quickly turned around and looked at Sen Cheng coldly.

Sen Cheng's eyes narrowed, his figure froze, and the expression on his face changed.

Ping Yuan is good at defense, proficient in several defensive spells, and the Fubo technique is also a great achievement, if he is quickly killed, he can't help but reassess Zhao Lin's strength.

Fight or go?

If you fight, you are in danger of defeat or even death.

If you go, you won't get 20,000 good deeds.

"Ping Yuan is dead, as long as I kill Zhao Lin, all the good deeds will be mine!"

Sen Cheng hesitated for a while, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of the two Tsukidans, turned his heart sideways, took out a fist-sized, cold and shining silver ball from the lock bag, and threw it above his head.

Zhao Lin thought it was some powerful magic weapon, and immediately put the knife in his hand and became fully guarded.

I saw the silver ball bloom like a lotus flower, releasing more than a dozen cross-shaped snow blades, which quickly circled above Sen Cheng's head.

Originally, the silver ball was made of snow blades interspersed and overlapped.

There were sixteen snow blades in total, glowing with silver light and emitting a buzzing sound.

"Consummation-level Spirit Thorn Technique!"

Zhao Lin was terrified in his heart, the Spirit Thorn Technique was used to control small magic weapons, and when he cultivated to the perfection level, he could control up to sixteen magic weapons.

The tall and thin man in front of him had obviously cultivated his spell to the Transformation Realm.

This was the first time he had faced an opponent who also had a perfection-level spell.

"Splitting the Thorn!"

Sen Cheng let out a loud shout, urging the mana, and the sixteen snow blades turned into sixteen streamers and shot towards Zhao Lin.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin immediately put away the water control technique, and the moon slashing knife did not make a move.

Although the water resistance is good, it is afraid of encountering this kind of spike-like magic weapon, and it is easy to break through.

And although the Moon Slashing Knife was flexible, it was impossible to block the sixteen snow blades at once.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin pinched the magic trick, and a yellow aura appeared in front of him.

Yellow smoke surged from the aura, quickly turning into a craggy rock armor.

The rock armor is full of edges and corners, exuding a strong earthy aura.

The snow blade slammed into the rock armor, making a "creaking" grinding sound, and it was never allowed to enter.

"Rock Armor...... Dacheng level! ”

This time it was Mori Cheng's turn to be surprised.

Consummation-level water resistance, consummation-level ice knife technique, Dacheng-level rock armor technique, second-order mastery-level spell mountain splitting and earth splitting, and calming the mind......

Sen Cheng quickly recalled the spell revealed by Zhao Lin, and only felt that his scalp was numb, is this the strength that a seventh-layer Qi refining cultivator should have?

No wonder Zhao Lin's head is worth 20,000 good deeds, I originally thought that Jing Shigen was making a big fuss, but now it seems that this price is even a little low.

Despite this, Mori is still confident of winning.

Because he has a top-level defensive magic weapon on his body, he is not afraid of the perfection-level ice knife technique.

The first hand has been occupied, and the next step is to compete for endurance.

His realm is higher, and his mana is more abundant, as long as he consumes it, the first person who can't hold on must be Zhao Lin.

The only thing to worry about is that you must not let Zhao Lin find a chance to escape!

Thinking of this, Sen Cheng commanded the sixteen snow blades with all his strength, and constantly launched fierce attacks on the rock armor technique, so that Zhao Lin always maintained his mana.

Zhao Lin saw the other party's thoughts, of course he wouldn't go on like this, and with a wave of his hand, the moon slashing knife turned into a shock, and the momentum slashed over like a rainbow.

When Sen Cheng saw the Moon Slashing Knife flying, he didn't have the slightest intention of panicking, condensed spiritual power in his palm, and waved his hand and patted it lightly on his robe.

Suddenly, a turquoise light shield rose up, covering his entire body.

The Moon Slasher broke through the water and slashed at the green mask.

Hearing only a muffled sound, the green light mask directly shook the Moon Slashing Knife away, and he was unharmed.

"Armor?"

Zhao Lin's face changed, the other party did not pinch the trick and chant the spell, obviously there was a robe or armor with extremely high defensive power on his body.

Judging from the appearance of the spell, it should be a vine armor technique, and after multiple blessings, a green light shield is formed, otherwise it will not be able to block this knife at all.

Zhao Lin manipulated the Moon Chopping Knife and slashed twice in a row, but the result was still the same, and he couldn't help frowning tightly.

Sen Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, with a smug look on his face.

For this wooden talisman armor, he sold all his belongings, just to resist Zhao Lin's sharp ice knife technique.

Now that I see the magic weapon working, I can't help but feel happy in my heart.

This wooden rune armor is made of the python skin of the aoki pattern python, and it is printed with the runes of the vine armor technique, and as long as it is injected with spiritual power, it can release the vine armor technique.

And unlike the talisman, which can only be used once, it can be used hundreds of times.

Originally, the spells carved by the talisman seal could only reach the mastery level at most, but the beauty of this armor is that the runes on all the armor leaves are connected to form a small rune array.

Once the talisman array is activated, dozens of vine armor spells will be released at the same time, with the effect of superimposing amplification.

Sen Cheng defended himself without worry, so he began to command sixteen snow blades with all his might, constantly slashing at the rock armor, in order to consume Zhao Lin's spiritual power as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Zhao Lin knew that he could either find a way to break through the opponent's defense and give a fatal blow, or quickly withdraw, and if the stalemate continued, the situation would only become more and more unfavorable.

There are many ways to fight between monks, but in summary, it is still one attack and one defense.

Since the Moon Slasher can't break through the opponent's armor, the Ice Hammer may be a try.

It's a pity that although the Ice Hammer is a second-order spell, it only has mastery-level attainments, and it may not be able to break through the defenses of dozens of vine armor techniques in one blow.

If the other party sees that the situation is not good and makes a surprise move, or simply escapes, it is not the result that Zhao Lin wants.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly had an idea, thought of a method, quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and raised his hand to send out a fist-sized fireball at Sen Cheng.

"I'm afraid I'll be dizzy when I release the fire spell underwater."

Mori Cheng smiled disappreciatively, with a look of disdain.

However, although he said so, his eyes were staring at Zhao Lin for a moment, he was cautious by nature, for fear that Zhao Lin would hide some tricks and attack his defenses by surprise.

The fireball dragged a tail of flames, as if it was slowing down, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown halfway.

Sen Cheng was aiming at the fireball out of the corner of his eye, he didn't care about it at first, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, was this a fire bomb technique or a flame arrow?

How can a fireball fly in the water without being affected at all?

The five elements are mutually reinforcing, which is an unbreakable truth.

Just as he was stunned, the fireball suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of flaming arrows.

Sen Cheng was shocked, and finally figured out that he could not be restrained by the water line, and only had a consummation-level fire spell!

How did this guy cultivate and master three consummation-level spells at a young age?

Seeing that the flame arrows were overwhelming, and there was nowhere to dodge, Sen Cheng was horrified, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to slap it on his body, once again activating a green light shield to protect his body.

Whew......

Dozens of flame arrows slammed into the green reticle.

Water overcomes fire, but wood makes fire.

Under the continuous urging of Zhao Lin's mana, the flame arrow burned violently as if it had encountered hot oil, and the green light composed of the vine armor technique could not help shaking, and the green light became lighter and lighter.

Sen Cheng's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly released another undercurrent technique.

The sea churned and squeezed towards the flaming arrows.

After all, the flame arrow was restrained by the water spell, and most of the fire was quickly extinguished.

Sen Cheng's heart is a little calm, and the killing machine is also more prosperous, Zhao Lin's Taoist attainments are greatly beyond his expectations, once such a person returns to the mountain, there will be endless troubles!

Even if you don't think about the sect, for the sake of your own life, you must kill Zhao Lin.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a compelling chill, and his heart couldn't help but beat violently, and he looked up at Zhao Lin.

I saw that above Zhao Lin's head, a huge ice hammer appeared, crystal clear, constantly rotating, exuding a cold and bone-chilling aura.

"Chill...... Ice Hammer! ”

Mori Cheng recognized the spell and screamed in horror, feeling a boundless fear in his heart.

Cast a first-order mastery spell that can be completed with only a quarter of a breath, and a second-order spell time is halved to only one-eighth breath.

In just a moment, the Ice Hammer was condensed.

The opportunity was fleeting, Zhao Lin did not delay for a moment, and with a finger of his hand, the ice hammer shot out violently, smashing into the green light mask on Sen Cheng's body.

"Bang!"

The ice hammer slammed into the green light mask, which dissipated in an instant, and Mori Cheng fell backwards without saying a word.

The sixteen snow blades that surrounded Zhao Lin lost their spiritual power support and fell down one after another.

Zhao Lin seized the opportunity and used the water control technique to rush towards Sen Cheng.

Sen Cheng's face was like ashes, and he knew that he had no luck, so he took out a light blue talisman from his sleeve with difficulty, injected a divine sense into it, and then crushed the talisman.

The talisman suddenly turned into a streamer of light and flew away into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Messenger?"

Zhao Lin's eyes froze, and he raised his hand to shoot out the Moon Slashing Knife and slashed towards the talisman.

Sen Cheng used the only remaining mana to drive the Fubo Technique, and flashed sideways, blocking the path of the Moon Slasher.

Burst!

The Moon Slashing Knife shot Sen Cheng in the chest, pushing him for seven or eight feet before stopping.

"Lord Ji Chang will definitely avenge me!"

The corners of Sen Cheng's mouth were bleeding, he held the handle of the knife tightly, and looked at Zhao Lin resentfully.

After saying this, his eyes rolled and he lost his breath. (End of chapter)