Under the gaze of black eyes, the thunder sea in the sky is no longer what it was before, and the whole world has changed, which is no different from before. The only difference is that this time he sees it more clearly.

This is not the sea of thunder, this is an illusion created by Mo Lan using his own power to hook the heavens and the earth, and it becomes the form of thunder in the eyes of people. This kind of statement is very frightening, cultivators comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, understand the truth of the world, and the journey of cultivation is the process of perfecting themselves, which is a common cognition.

But in his eyes, it all turned into deception.

It's a lot like some kind of magic for entertainment, and ordinary people like to call it magic, which is a kind of trick.

In his world, this thunder sea roar has become a clearly visible line, and if you look at the line, you can easily find the easiest point to break through, as long as you break this point with your own strength, you can make this thunder sea collapse by itself.

Just do it when you think of it, Qin Lin starts with a thunder sword in one hand, and the mysteries kill a thousand souls········· In his eyes, the Thousand Souls Kill is also a spell completely constructed of lines, which is no different from Lei Hai. The power of the Thousand Souls Killing was concentrated at the weakest point of the Thunder Sea, and the imaginary scenario did not appear, and the Thunder Sea was still majestic.

"Could it be that my guess is wrong?" Qin Lin couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"No, it's the power gap that caused this situation..." An old allusion suddenly occurred to him. To break through ten thousand laws with one force, what you need is invincible strength, and you are not invincible. The gap with Moran is still quite large, and in this case, even if you find the weakest point, you can only sigh.

Qin Lin had to fly off the ground under the pressure of Lei Hai, just as he was forced to retreat by the Northern Darkness when he was in the north. It is predictable that Moran's means are much higher than those of the Northern Underworld.

As if summoned by something, Lei Hai suddenly stopped and turned back to Moran's side.

"Very cautious people..." When Qin Lin saw Mo Lan like this, he secretly praised in his heart, "It's just cautious... Doesn't seem to work..."

"It's my turn..."

The Void Dao Sword in his hand was revealed, and a sword came out of the heavens and the earth, completely isolating himself from Mo Lan. This is the boundary between the real and the unreal, and Moran needs to study it carefully if he wants to break through this barrier.

When the two were fighting, the dean's hand trembled slightly, and the floating fish floated up and down rapidly, which was the fish hooked.

"Sure enough..." He didn't pay attention to the anxious fish, his eyes swept over countless distances, and looked at the ring, "Sure enough, as he said..."

"This... It's that... The power of vanity?"

This kind of power is not worth mentioning now, but if it really grows, it will be an overwhelming force, and it will be a catastrophic existence for every saint.

He finally understood and admired the disciple he had once been the most proud of. It was only understood before, but it was not really clear. It was at this moment that he had a hint of fear at that person's methods.

Yes, one saint fears another.

If you kill the saints, you will be afraid. If this news were known to the world, what a shocking thing it would be.

"This game now looks like ... It's not big enough..."

"At least for now, there are quite a few people who are interested in getting involved····· Lao Lin··· Wu Jianxian···· The people of the Xuanyuan family also want a piece of the pie..."

"Hmph... You guys... It's too much of a deception..."

I don't know what he's referring to, but he just mutters to himself for a while, and then regains his composure. Since everyone wants it, then each has its own means.

Qin Lin didn't know the source of this power, in short, in his world, everything was so clear, and everything was traceable.

A sword is broken in the void, a sword is cold, and a sword is thunderous. The three swords fused together to form an overwhelming force that expelled all the Thunder Seas.

"What is this?" Moran felt a great crisis, "Cang Lei Luo..."

This transparent spatial partition, this black oppressive feeling made him uneasy, and he went all out, not cowering.

The same is true for Qin Lin, this battle... It's time to wrap up.

The Sword of Annihilation went up under strong pressure and pointed straight at the cang thunder in the depths of the Thunder Sea.

"It's time to win or lose..." Ling Hanqing didn't notice the sweat on his face, "This kid, are you looking for death?"

"Qin Lin..." Ling Qingyi shouted loudly, but unfortunately it was too far away to be heard.

Lin Jing's face was full of smiles, she believed in Qin Lin from beginning to end, just like she said. Does it matter if you win or lose?

Yu Jiaoyang once again felt deeply powerless. Is this really Qin Lin?

At this level, is it really that Qin Lin?

The current Qin Lin actually made him have an urge to look up.

At the very center of the storm, Qin Lin was submerged by the sea of thunder in the sky, and was crushed by the thunder and fell back to the ground. The disparity in strength put him at a disadvantage, and this battle... It's lost.

But when he laughed, even if he was paralyzed by thunder and lightning, he wanted to laugh.

Does victory or defeat really matter? What matters is whether the goal is achieved or not, and he gets the result he wants.

"Whew..." Moran adjusted his breathing slightly, "You're really weird..."

"Ahem..." Qin Lin coughed up blood, this kind of thunder mystery is indeed much stronger than him, and it is invincible, "It's me who lost." ”

"What kind of realm is your cultivation?" Mo Lan hadn't figured out this question until now, he wanted to know. He also wanted to find out how much the person he was fighting against, Qin Lin, who was known as the first person of the young generation in Jiangnan, had cultivated.

He knew that Qin Lin was not very old this year, and there was a record in the academy that Qin Lin was twenty-eight today.

At the age of twenty-eight, his cultivation has only reached the third rank of the Heavenly Immortals······· The first person deserves his name. He is self-aware of this, and he is forty years old this year, a round of gap.

"What do you think?" Qin Lin didn't want to say, but he himself was in a semi-confused state, but after this battle, he had a little clue, "What do you think, it's what it is..."

Such a statement is irresponsible. However, Qin Lin was not responsible for explaining, he only gave the answer he wanted to give.

The result of the battle is clear at a glance, although Mo Lan is a little consumed, he is still standing in the ring, on the other hand, Qin Lin's clothes are torn by thunder, and there are only scattered fragments on his body that wrap important parts.

He retreated, and with him retreated there was a mountain of voices. Who in Xiliang Academy doesn't know Qin Lin? He knows his resume well, a young man who is less than thirty years old has reached the legendary level of a legendary student, and he is even more well-founded in the battle with the older generation of legendary students known as the 'ruthless killer' Moran, although the last fight is a little reluctant, but his courage is commendable, and his future is promising.

I don't know when it started, losing or winning is no longer so important in the minds of the students of Xiliang Academy.

What they want is a hot-blooded youth, they enjoy everything that the academy brings, and they are willing to bear everything that the academy brings.

"I'm losing again..." Qin Lin's appearance is very embarrassing, it can be said that the spring is exhausted, "It's made you lose face again..."

"It's okay..." Lin Jing hurriedly took out a piece of clothing and put it on for Qin Lin, "It's okay if you're fine, it doesn't matter if you win or lose..."

The others all looked at the two of them with puzzled expressions, winning or losing is not important, but what are you doing with Qin Lin·····'s clothes?

"Quiet... You guys..." Li Qingyin was the first to scream, "Oh my God... You guys..."

"What do you want, what do you want..." Lin Jing's face suddenly turned red, and she also thought of this question, she turned her head and turned her face away from everyone and thought in her heart, "It's over, will they think that we are that..."

I wanted to think so, but I still had some small expectations in my heart, and I couldn't help but turn my head and sneak a glance at Qin Lin, the corners of my mouth were slightly pursed, how could this scene be hidden from everyone present?

They all knew that they would not expose it, and they could only laugh after having a certain tacit understanding with each other.

Ling Qingyi also snorted, there was some envy in her smile, they... Really together...

"Hey... Big Bad Guy... You're so bad... I even put the fairy sister too..." Still Qi Shuang'er's heart is straightforward, "Hmph... That's why you don't want to go with me because you think I'm ugly..."

"Sure enough, men are not good things·····"

Gotta ... Qin Lin was helpless, why did he think like this? Can't he have a normal person's idea?

While he blamed everyone for making fun of him, he also thought about this question: I'm afraid, this is what normal people think.

"Whew... You guys... You guys..." Seeing this, Lin Jing stomped her feet angrily, and the fire cloud on her face burned directly to the root of her ears, which was too embarrassing.

"Don't be afraid, no matter what they say, you're mine in the end anyway..." Qin Lin took the opportunity to hug Lin Jing, "The teacher also agreed, after going back this time, let's settle this matter first..."

This can be regarded as a reassuring pill for Lin Jing. Otherwise, things are already like this, others think like this, although this is not the case, but he has to be responsible for Lin Jing's reputation.

Lin Jing snuggled in his arms, and when she heard such words, she suddenly felt that her whole person had calmed down.

"yes... Anyway, it's him... What do you care what others say?" she thought to herself, no longer as shy as before, and the fire clouds behind her ears quickly receded.

Surprisingly, she actually felt a sense of drowsiness, could it be that she was too tired?

At this time, Qin Lin simply put on a shirt outside, and could not really completely cover the spring light, especially Lin Jing's intimate contact at this time, her red face was just close to Qin Lin's chest, which made her very nostalgic, and she wanted to sleep with him like this, then she should have a good dream.