The middle-aged innate martial artist had already stopped at this time, pressed his eyes in horror, and asked angrily, "Little thing, what kind of tricks are you doing? What's wrong with my eyes?"

"What a trick, hehe, you'll know right away. Lin Ze said with a smile.

"Look for death!" The middle-aged innate martial artist was indeed not covered, he directly found Lin Ze's position through his voice, and then slapped Lin Ze with all his strength.

A powerful fist shattered a large stone pillar again.

"Hehe, old fellow, I'm here!" Lin Ze's sneering voice came from the right side of the middle-aged innate martial artist.

"Die!" The middle-aged innate martial artist wanted to read it or not, and he struck out another move.

"Boom!" After another loud bang, another stone pillar stepped into the footsteps of the previous stone pillars.

"After a few slaps, it's time for me to make a move!"

This time, Lin Ze's voice came from behind the middle-aged innate martial artist.

"Innate Talisman Gang Qi!" The middle-aged innate martial artist had extremely rich experience in on-the-spot combat, and he knew that it was too late to turn around now, so he didn't want to use the true qi of his whole body and defend it with all his might.

"Qing Ying Sword, go!" Lin Ze pointed at the back of the middle-aged innate martial artist, and suddenly, the Qing Ying Sword, which had been flying in the sky before, turned into a cyan light, killing the back of the middle-aged innate martial artist with endless power.

Before the Qing Ying Sword got close, the middle-aged innate martial artist felt the endless murderous aura coming from behind.

"Ha, Brute Bull Gong!" A phantom of a brute bull appeared on the middle-aged innate martial artist, firmly guarding his body.

"Moo!" A loud bull roar sounded, and Lin Ze looked at it and smiled slightly: "The strength is not bad, but this time you are not enough to see, Qingying Sword, suck it for me!"

The next moment, the Qing Ying Sword directly hit the huge Bull Phantom behind the middle-aged innate martial artist.

"Ah....... , What's going on?How is my true qi flowing rapidly, what's going on?" The middle-aged innate martial artist's panicked voice quickly sounded, and he felt that the true qi in his dantian was being rapidly sucked away by something.

With just this effort, nearly one-twentieth of the innate true qi in his dantian was sucked away.

In other words, if he continued like this, that is, twenty breaths, his innate true qi would be washed away.

"Hmph, pay attention to defense in front of me, hehe, it's really self-defeating!" Lin Ze behind him sneered at the corner of his mouth.

If the middle-aged innate martial artist keeps attacking, Lin Ze will have to spend a lot of effort on dodging because he needs to deal with his attack, so Lin Ze will not have time to use the spirit absorption ability on the Qing Ying Sword.

It's okay now, the middle-aged innate martial artist directly defended with all his strength and gave up the attack, which made Lin Ze lose his last worries, he immediately picked up the spirit absorbing formation on the Qing Ying Sword, and began to absorb the innate true qi on the middle-aged innate martial artist.

However, a middle-aged innate martial artist is an innate martial artist after all, and his actual combat experience is also extremely rich, as soon as he senses that something is wrong, he reacts immediately.

"Look at the palm!" The middle-aged innate martial artist didn't think about it, and directly slapped at Lin Ze behind him.

"Boom!", another stone pillar was unlucky, but the true qi on the middle-aged innate martial artist's body was abnormally gone.

"But I was sucked away from three layers of true qi, it's really T-mom D........" The middle-aged innate martial artist scolded directly.

In less than five seconds, the remaining true qi in his dantian was sucked away by three layers.

Now that he is blind in his eyes, the middle-aged innate martial artist began to panic for the first time in his heart.

"Am I going to plant here this time?"

With a panic in his heart, there was a flaw in the battle of the middle-aged innate martial artist, and how could Lin Ze miss such an opportunity.

"Boom!" With its strongest combat power, the Qing Ying Sword continued to attack the middle-aged innate martial artist.

This time, I don't know if it's because of the loss of confidence in victory, or because the three-layer true qi that was sucked away before left the middle-aged innate martial artist with not much innate true qi left.

In just two minutes, the middle-aged innate martial artist had already shown a defeat.

"No! that's not true...... , No, I can't be defeated in the hands of a little quasi-congenital acquired martial artist, or in the hands of a stinky kid, no, it's not true, I don't believe it! Brother Feng, Brother Zhou, come and save me, come and save me,...... , no, don't, it's not true......"

The nerves of the middle-aged innate martial artist directly collapsed, and a clear-eyed person could immediately judge that he was caused by Lin Ze's successive blows because he had a demonic obstacle in his heart, and now he had fallen into a collapse.

Seeing this, Lin Ze didn't hesitate any longer, and directly attacked with a spiritual acupuncture attack, cleaning up this middle-aged innate martial artist.

When it was normal, Lin Ze needed to spend more than a dozen spiritual acupunctures to be able to clean up this middle-aged innate martial artist, but now, it only takes one stroke, it can be seen that the middle-aged innate martial artist is indeed a mental breakdown after being hit.

Su Che carefully walked behind him, and when he was only three feet away, he picked up a fist-sized pebble and threw it with a whoosh, hitting him in the back of the head.

Lin Ze's spiritual acupuncture strike was just right, and it wouldn't hurt much, but it could make this middle-aged innate martial artist faint directly.

"Poof!", the middle-aged innate martial artist fell to the ground, and after that, there was no more sound, and there was no longer a miserable howl in his mouth.

Lin Ze's spiritual acupuncture, to a certain extent, can be regarded as relieving him of mental pain.

"Hehe, solve the task perfectly!" The corners of Lin Ze's mouth were full of smiles as he looked at the middle-aged innate martial artist who had fallen into a coma on the ground, for this battle of his own, Lin Ze gave himself a ninety points.

Afterwards, Lin Ze silently recited in his heart: "Accept!"

As soon as the thought arose, the middle-aged innate martial artist on the ground disappeared without a trace.

There was no doubt that he had been accepted into the Plane Seed World by Lin Ze.

Successfully captured the middle-aged innate martial artist alive, Lin Ze was of course in a fluctuating mood, and it was difficult to calm down.

After all, he relied on his quasi-innate strength to win a congenital two-layer master with stratagem, such an achievement, Lin Ze believes that even if it is outside, there will not be much.

However, the current situation can't help Lin Ze to express some emotion or excitement here, you must know that on the other side of the fork in the corner, Qu Jingwen and they are still fighting with people.

In other words, there are still five innate stage martial artists waiting for Lin Ze to harvest.

Soon, Lin Ze quietly returned to the same place.

Through the detection ability of the sensing force, even if Lin Ze hid behind a huge stone pillar and did not rely on his own naked eye, Lin Ze could understand the battle situation on that side.

However, now that they were all so close, Lin Ze was still used to seeing it with his own eyes, so he quietly lurked around the corner with a concealment technique......

The battle situation at the scene was relatively optimistic, Qu Jingwen was still maneuvering with the two people of the Feng Martial Artist and the Zhou Martial Artist with ease, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to use strong means to defeat the other party, this was because the Sealed Martial Artist and the Zhou Martial Artist were already his puppets in Lin Ze's eyes, and he didn't want to lose such two powerful puppets.

After some previous things, Lin Ze has changed the way he uses Qu Jingwen, and for Qu Jingwen and them, they can become extremely useful helpers by Lin Ze's side in the future.

In refining, alchemy, and cultivation, Qu Jingwen and they can all help Lin Ze a lot.

For such a talent-type puppet, Lin Ze didn't dare to let them lose easily.

This time, it was just because Lin Ze didn't have a powerful martial artist in his hands, so he could only use Qu Jingwen to fight them first, as long as Lin Ze had other innate grandmaster-level powerhouses in his hands, then Qu Jingwen and they would be put away by Lin Ze as soon as possible.

And now the feudal martial artists and the martial artists surnamed Zhou in front of them are obviously the best targets.

Therefore, even if Qu Jingwen had already been sure of killing the two of them, Lin Ze secretly ordered him not to kill them, but to constantly contain them and consume their true qi.

It is best to be able to consume their true qi alive, in this case, it will be much easier for Lin Ze to catch.

And, because they don't have their hands on them, they can also come in handy very quickly.

Maybe in a few days, they can replace Qu Jingwen and them.

The Feng Xing Martial Artist and the Zhou Martial Artist were actually full of doubts in their hearts at this time, and the two of them knew very well in their hearts that they had been able to persist until now because of the reason why the enemy in front of them released water from time to time.

As for the two of them to die together, the enemy in front of them will retreat, and the power of the attack will be greatly reduced.

It's just that if the two of them want to escape, the enemy in front of them will immediately attack with all his might, so that the two of them have no chance to escape from here.

Gradually, the Feng Xing Martial Artist and the Zhou Martial Artist knew that Qu Jingwen was just holding them back, as long as they didn't want to escape, then they were safe.

For a moment, the Feng Xing Martial Artist and the Martial Artist surnamed Zhou secretly scolded Qu Jingwen in their hearts for being so stupid, they didn't want to take them down first, and then support their young master, but let their young master fight against the middle-aged innate martial artist, isn't this the opportunity for them to turn the tables?

However, the development of the situation soon filled the hearts of the Feng Xing warriors and the warriors surnamed Zhou with helplessness and slow regret.

The little young master, who was just a weak chicken in their eyes, would be so strong in strength, and there were so many means, he actually relied on a high-level cyan Xuan soldier to entangle with a middle-aged innate martial artist for more than ten minutes.

And after ten minutes, the true qi in their dantian had already begun to flash red lights.

Feeling the true qi in the dantian that was getting drier and dryer, the faces of the Feng Xing martial artists and the martial artists surnamed Zhou were full of wry smiles.

Even in the heart of the feudal martial artist, there is an extremely shocking thought......