Chapter 112: Han Lin makes a move
The vines that came out in a hurry, like poisonous snakes, whistled out of the wind and stabbed straight into Du Xiaomei's chest. And at this moment, Han Lin made a decisive move, a trace of edge quickly flashed in his gaze, and immediately a small whirlpool appeared around him.
The whirlpool was no bigger than a finger, but it spun rapidly, shattering the space around it, like countless tiny knife marks, cutting off the vine directly, causing it to fall to the ground suddenly, struggling weakly on the ground for a moment, then stopped moving, and finally withered in an instant, as if it had lost all its vitality.
All this happened between lightning and flint, so fast that everyone didn't react for a while. And in the next moment, a huge force swept out from Han Lin's body, like a volcanic eruption, like a mountain torrent approaching, suddenly breaking through the clouds.
This sky suddenly changed color, the wind and clouds rolled, the thunder rumbled, and a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the blood moon in the sky shook, as if it was about to fall from the sky.
"Junior, whose apprentice are you?"
A pair of eyes have narrowed into a line, and there is a suspicious light in his eyes, he is also the first Tianjiao of the year, and he has never seen such a strange scene for hundreds of years.
Obviously he is just a minor monk in the Qi cultivation period, and he is not worth mentioning. And now, it suddenly erupted, and the spiritual power surged in a moment, and there was actually a Yuanying cultivation, and even this breath was still soaring, and finally it was not until the peak of the Yuanying that it slowly stopped.
"Han is not anyone's apprentice, Han is just an ordinary miscellaneous disciple of the Lingyue Sect. ”
After Han Lin took the mask in his hand, his original appearance was also revealed, and he was no longer arrogant. At this time, he no longer needs to hide it. If he could successfully complete all this, then Han Lin would be able to leave the Lingyue Sect without shame.
"It's not someone else's apprentice, it's a treasure with a treasure, this seat, I want to see what the treasure is on your body?"
Although Yizi's heart shook, the expression on his face remained the same, and it was even more gloomy. He had never seen or even heard of such a treasure in all these years of cultivation.
Heaven still treats him well, so that after so many years of wasted practice, he not only got the finger bone to repair the Dao foundation, but also obtained this mysterious treasure. This is God's will to help him!
As soon as he thought of this, Yizi was even more excited, and he didn't care about Du Xiaomei and the others, and directly waved his sleeve robe, and at the same time as he shot out a beam of spiritual power, his figure also jumped high at this moment, and in a flash, he came to the top of the clouds.
It's not that they despise Han Lin. It's because on Han Lin's body, Yizi didn't feel the threat at all. After all, Han Lin's cultivation was forcibly raised, his foundation was unstable, and he was even too vain, like at the top of the clouds.
Moreover, this kind of forcible cultivation is absolutely impossible to last long, and it must have its limits, otherwise, Han Lin would have used it a long time ago, instead of waiting until now.
Han Lin looked at the spiritual power light that was speeding in front of him, his expression was calm, he just slowly raised the index finger of his right hand, and at random in this void, immediately this space seemed to be folded, causing all the spiritual power light to disappear and turn into nothingness.
He let out a long sigh of relief, and his scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and in an instant, he locked onto the one standing calmly and calmly in the sky.
"This power is too strong, in terms of my body, Yuan Ying is already the limit of what I can bear, and even a little more than a little, just a trace will make my body collapse directly, and I don't need to do it once, I'm afraid I will die one step ahead of him." ”
The power given by the mysterious will in this mask is already the limit of the peak of the primordial infant. Although this power is strong, it is not something that Han Lin can bear. Therefore, less than one-tenth of the spiritual power that Han Lin could deploy, and the rest of the remaining spiritual power was all restoring Han Lin's collapsed body.
This also caused Han Lin's body to fall into a strange balance at this moment, half of it collapsed, and the other half was repairing. This balance, the slightest mismatch, will be broken.
"Thirty breaths, I only have thirty breaths of time, if the time of thirty breaths can't solve the one in front of me, then my body will be swallowed up by this powerful spiritual power. ”
A hint of coldness flashed in Han Lin's eyes, and gray-white spiritual power came out of his body, turning into a pair of gray and white wings behind him. With a slight flap of the wings, a monstrous storm immediately rolled up, and Han Lin's figure also disappeared at this moment, and came to the sky, looking at each other not far away.
"The way of art, the cultivation of five, the reincarnation of the next life. ”
One by one, he turned his fist into a palm, grabbed it fiercely in this void, and immediately a tornado emerged from his palm, which was originally only the size of a palm, and after a while, it turned into a tornado that swept through the sky, as if it could sweep everything.
And in the midst of this tornado, there are countless terrified and deformed grimaces roaring and roaring, as if they are about to rush out of it, spreading their fangs and claws to tear everything apart.
One raised his hand in the void a little, and immediately the tornado roared, galloping towards Han Lin. Where it swept through, the sea of clouds surged like a boil.
Han Lin's expression remained unchanged, his mind moved, and his left eye was red as blood, as if it was burning, making the world in his eyes seem to be burned by flames.
And at this moment, behind Han Lin, an overwhelming flame immediately appeared, and the flames were raging, making the space around him slightly distorted, as if he could not withstand such a high temperature.
The overwhelming flames surged out, turning into a flaming serpent, roaring and roaring, with huge fangs, as if it could devour everything. And on the head of this long snake, there are two distinct meat buns.
This is the simplest fire method among the techniques, but at this moment, it is used by Han Lin, who is cultivating the power of the Yuan Infant, but it is infinitely powerful, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and there is such an amazing change.
This is Han Lin's whimsical idea, he is a person who is good at painting, and can depict the appearance and demeanor of things in three parts. Therefore, now when he was performing the fire spell, he thought a lot in his heart, and decided to depict this flame in the form of a strange beast that he saw.
Wuzun ...... The mountain-guarding spirit beast of the Lingyue Sect. A black snake about to turn into a dragon, with a mouth like a boulder and a body like a mountain.
Mortals see that a mountain is a mountain, but a cultivator can see the essence of this mountain clearly from outside this mountain.
A cold glint flashed in Han Lin's eyes, and the fire snake was also like having a spiritual wisdom at this moment, and a pair of lantern-sized vertical pupils were full of cruelty. Han Lin's tracing was successful. He gave this flame a simple intellect, or rather, because of its extreme resemblance, so that there was an inexplicable connection between this fire snake and its deity.
And by relying on this connection, it has borrowed some of its power from the Buddha-figure.
At this time, in the mountain behind the Lingyue Sect, Wuzun was roaring and rolling, shattering the clouds, which also made the original appearance of the mountain behind the mountains and rivers become chaotic, and the mountains and rocks are towering.
At that moment, its heart suddenly shook violently, as if something unfavorable to it was about to happen. Subsequently, when it deduced, the spiritual power in its body actually disappeared one by one, and one-tenth of its spiritual power was missing.
This made it furious, eager to rise up to the sky and devour the thief who had stolen its spiritual power alive in order to relieve the hatred in its heart......