Lin was shocked to see that the man in black was so entangled, worried that after a long time, it would cause others to doubt his identity, so he immediately came up without saying a word, and slapped the man in black back.

The man in black was pumped by this, spitting blood from his mouth, and it was difficult to parry.

"You're going to let you beat me? You're looking for death, but I'm the pinnacle of foundation......"

Before the words fell, Lin Jing's big fist all fell on the man in black, and the man in black didn't even have a chance to parry, and was directly smashed by Lin Jing's fist that was heavier than the hammer, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he didn't swallow a breath, and he fainted.

"Big brother." Zhao Ling'er was also taken aback when she saw him so fierce, and hurriedly shouted.

When Lin was shocked to hear the voice, he returned to her side, and at this time Zhao Ling'er whispered: "What kind of cultivation are you, even the monks at the peak of foundation building have no chance to return under your fists." ”

The monks of the Heavenly Corpse Sect cultivated cultivation, not the physical body, after all, Lin Jingzhen's physical body was a veritable Jiedan monk.

Besides, at such a close distance, it is natural that the man in black has no chance to parry with his backhand.

Lin responded to her in a low voice, "Zhuji Monk, but my physical strength is equivalent to that of a Jiedan Monk." ”

Hearing his reply, Zhao Ling'er opened her mouth wide and showed a look of surprise, "I thought I was a cultivation genius, but compared to my eldest brother, it was still much worse." ”

The commotion here naturally attracted the attention of others, but most of them closed their eyes after a glance at it, and continued to immerse themselves in cultivation, as if these things had nothing to do with them.

But there were a few people coming this way, most of them nosy, or maybe the man in black's friend.

"Ignore them, let's go." Lin said in a low voice.

"Okay." Zhao Ling'er said and walked ahead.

"Where to go, hit someone......"

The voice stopped abruptly, because he was stung away by Lin Jing's punch.

"Why, you still want to ......"

Before the words fell, this person was also swept away by him.

"You, you ......"

Another person wanted to post his dissatisfaction, but he was also directly pumped out.

Lin Jingzhen grasped the strength just right, and this punch flew out, and they were all unconscious.

Some people still want to vent their dissatisfaction, but before they can say half a word, they are hit hard by a huge force on their faces, and the wind is blowing in their ears, and they lose their original consciousness in the next second.

After being swept away by more than a dozen people in a row, these nosy people who came to join in the fun and meddle all kept their mouths shut, for fear that the next slap would fall on their faces.

Zhao Ling'er was overjoyed when he saw that Lin was stunned so quickly, and more than a dozen foundation building monks couldn't even get half a cent cheap under him, and he was overjoyed, and he finally raised his eyebrows, so that these people who usually said bad things about themselves finally suffered hardship.

After pumping these people, Lin Jing returned to Zhao Ling'er silently, this scene was completely like the culprit who had just evacuated everyone was ordered and allowed by Zhao Ling'er.

Wouldn't it mean that Zhao Ling'er's cultivation is not only as simple as a foundation building monk, but also may be able to crush a large number of foundation building period monks.

Zhao Ling'er raised her eyebrows, she didn't want to mention Duole in her heart, anyway, Lin Jingzhen could see it in her eyes.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Ling'er, for refining a good corpse slave." In the crowd, a woman's envious voice was heard.

"Thank you for your praise." Zhao Linger responded to her without hesitation.

At this time, when she saw everyone's expressions, they were all envious.

She also knew that everyone could cast a look of envy, naturally because Lin was stunned.

Everyone was also curious, why was a young corpse slave who could pull away so many foundation building monks so thin and covered in wounds? You can even see Bai Sensen's bones on his arms, could this be another cultivation method?

"Senior sister, can you, this corpse slave, lend me a few days?" The woman spoke again.

Zhao Ling'er said: "I'm sorry, my corpse slave can't be borrowed." ”

"That's a pity." Then the woman said, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhao Ling'er said: "Just go around." ”

"Just take a walk?"

"Well, it's just a casual walk." After speaking, Zhao Ling'er took the lead in front and soon walked to the end of the other end of this space.

At this time, no one dared to stand in the way, after all, the prestige of more than a dozen foundation building monks was still in the hands of Lin Jing just now.

When the two of them were about to walk out of this space, a discordant voice sounded again: "Senior Sister Zhao, I haven't seen you for half a year, your strength has improved a lot, and you have been promoted to a foundation building monk, but I have never seen your corpse slave, did he appear out of thin air?" ”

"A few years ago, at the corpse slave competition, the corpse slave who won the first prize was my corpse slave, did you say you had ever seen it?" Zhao Ling'er turned her head and looked at the person who spoke.

The man smiled: "I wasn't there back then, even if I saw your corpse slave, after so many years, I forgot about it, right?" ”

Zhao Ling'er got Lin Jing's instructions and directly scolded him: "You forgot what to do with me, do you want to fight with me?" ”

"You, you ......" The man was about to say that before he could say these words, he was stunned by Lin and flew out with a slap.

Lin Jing's move was also to establish Zhao Ling'er's prestige, so that she would no longer be angry and bullied in the Heavenly Corpse Sect in the future.

After this person was pumped away, no one dared to make a mockery or sneer, after all, the person who made the mockery just now had already been swept out, and he was still a monk who had stepped into the knot in half a step.

Lin was stunned, and Zhao Ling'er and the two walked through the aisle, bypassed a nameless path, and appeared on another huge platform.

There were also dozens of monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes and cultivating.

These people's aura is very condensed and thick, because they are all monks of the Yudan.

Lin was stunned, and the arrival of Zhao Ling'er naturally caused the others to open their eyes one after another, but most of them only glanced at the two of them and closed their eyes.

Qingyunke was also among them, but after he opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them, he closed his eyes directly and ignored them.

After Lin and Zhao Ling'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they quietly passed by them, and then came to the aisle at the other end.

The front of this aisle is also a huge space, but in this space, the disciples who meditate are all women.

Zhao Ling'er glanced at it, took a deep breath, and walked in directly with Lin Jing.

When the two of them passed through the space, only a few of them opened their eyes and looked at the two of them lazily, and then they all closed their eyes and ignored the world.