This is the "Rakshasa Golden Body Skill" of the Royal Beast Sect.

As soon as this skill came out, there was an uproar, and Rama actually cultivated to the great completion, which is a peerless martial art, which is enough to make many out-of-body realm cross-border Tianjiao beyond the reach of the dust.

"Rakshasa Ghost Claw, kill!"

Rama shouted, his hands were hooked, and he grabbed towards Lin Han, the void trembled, and the wind and clouds changed.

A look of solemnity appeared in Lin Han's eyes!

Rakshasa Ghost Claw is a mid-level martial art, and the attack is fierce, and many people have died under his move.

However, Lin Han's expression still did not change, his fingers cut through the skin, a drop of blood flowed out, and he drew a talisman on his chest.

"Hongmeng Ascension Technique"!

This is a taboo-level method in the Hongmeng Divine Refining Technique, and it can temporarily increase the strength of the cultivator by two times.

Present!

The momentum on Lin Han's body skyrocketed all the way, reaching a terrifying point.

Even the pores of his whole body spewed out a thick blood mist, setting off him like a Gaidai Demon King, fierce and terrifying.

"What? Techniques to increase combat power? ”

Look at this scene!

Many people were surprised and shocked.

Lin Han is young, why can he have such a treasure technique, it is simply terrifying.

Finally, with a dull bell ringing, thousands of golden rays erupted from Lin Han's body, and a wisp of purple aura drilled out from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, which was even better than Rama's Spirit Sword.

"How is this possible?"

Rama's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart beat in horror, the pressure on him from this wisp of aura was too great.

He felt as if he was facing a powerhouse of the old Yuan Infant Realm, the oppressive force was too strong, he couldn't breathe well, and he had a feeling of suffocation.

"Rama, today I will let you know what true strength is."

Lin Han's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, the purple aura turned into a purple long sword, piercing towards Rama's eyebrows.

Rama reacted quickly and quickly stepped back, but still half a beat slower, and the purple sword pierced his shoulder, blood gushing out, almost cutting him off at the waist.

Rama fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

His face was full of disbelief, he used such a peerless skill as "Rakshasa Ghost Claw", but he was still defeated by Lin Han.

This guy is such a monster.

"How is that possible?"

The disciples who were watching around couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Rama, you are defeated, kneel."

Lin Han walked in front of Rama and said indifferently. In that confrontation just now, Rama was completely defeated.

"Hmph, you want me to kneel to you, dream!"

Rama smiled coldly, and then his eyes flashed, as if he was brewing some conspiracy, and the corners of his mouth set up a cruel arc, and said:

"I tell you, you have completely annoyed me this time, and I will torture you with one hundred and eight kinds of torture until you are killed."

In his body, there was a stormy wave of breath, and then he sealed his hands and pressed them on his chest.

A pitch-black relic was taken out of his chest.

As soon as the relics came out, the air around them suddenly seemed to freeze, and a powerful wave swept away.

"What is this?"

Everyone was shocked, the relic, surrounded by black light, looked extremely weird, as if it was a treasure in the underworld.

"Relic?"

Lin Han frowned.

He had heard of this kind of treasure, which was said to have been handed down from ancient times, and contained a majestic and incomparable spirit, which was a priceless treasure for warriors who could be reborn and baptize their bodies.

This kind of thing has long been extinct outside!

Where did Rama find it?

As soon as the relics came out, the heavens and the earth became dark, as if the end had come.

"What a strong relic, could this be the relics of a certain Buddha?"

"Surely, otherwise it would never have been so effective."

"This kid is miserable, Rama takes out this treasure, Lin Han will definitely die."

There was a lot of talking.

I saw that on the surface of the relics, there were many simple patterns, filled with a layer of faint golden auspicious light, like a big sun burning.

"Haha, Lin Han, I admit that you are very strong, but you are not the opponent of our Imperial Beast Sect after all, so obediently bow down."

Rama laughed arrogantly, held the relics in the palm of his hand, and urged the secret method, and the relics erupted with incomparably blazing Buddha-nature gods.

Ancient Sanskrit sounds are reverberating in all directions.

The relics hung in mid-air, releasing a layer of milky white brilliance that illuminated the entire valley like a great sun blooming.

Then, it leaped up and flew down like a small mountain, as if it was about to crush Lin Han alive.

There are many wonderful runes in operation in the relics, and each rune has the power to destroy the world, even if it is a strong person in the Yuanying Realm, it cannot resist it.

Lin Han also felt some danger, stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers, and together with the relics, a dazzling light erupted.

Followed by.

The relics cracked open a series of fine cracks, and finally exploded directly with a bang.

A blood arrow burst out from Lin Han's fingertips, and Lin Han's body staggered back a few meters, and the index finger of his right hand was bright red.

"Haha, Lin Han, you're just like that, can't you even resist my blow?"

Rama laughed rampantly, as if he had grasped Lin Han's fatal weakness.

The rest shook their heads and sighed.

No one thought of it.

Lin Han will lose to Rama.

After all, Lin Han's record is too demonic.

"Rama, you are indeed good, but you have forgotten that this is Youzhou, not the territory of your Royal Beast Sect."

Lin Han grinned, revealing his white teeth and his eyes with a cold glint in them.

Then, his figure suddenly rose into the sky, like a falcon soaring up to 90,000 miles, and his whole body bloomed with endless golden brilliance, like a god made of gold, and smashed it with a fist.

Thundered!

The sky is falling apart!

Circles of energy ripples swept away like a tsunami, Lin Han's punch was domineering, the void that hit collapsed, and the rocks pierced through the air, like a golden dragon across the sky, wanting to suppress Rama.

Rama vomited blood again and flew backwards, his chest sunken in, and his ribs were broken for an unknown number of pieces.

His face was full of pain and hideousness, and his eyes were filled with unwilling fire.

"Lin Han, if you dare to hurt me, the Imperial Beast Sect will not let you go."

He roared.

"Imperial Beast Sect? Who do you think you are? Now that you're defeated, how dare you talk to me like that? Look for death. ”

Lin Han sneered and killed again mercilessly.

"Stop, Lin Han, if you dare to kill him, aren't you afraid that my Imperial Beast Sect will retaliate against you?"

A female disciple shouted, her pretty face turned pale.

She was distressed to see the shocking fist marks on Rama's chest, and the man she liked was actually injured, which made her grief and indignation.

"Hmph, I don't care who you are, since you want to find death, I will fulfill you."

Lin coldly smiled.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but these disciples of the Royal Beast Sect deceived people too much, and they tried to put him to death many times.