Under the gaze of those countless eyes, Lingzhen's slightly magnetic voice echoed, and this first battle was finally about to begin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you want to fight, you can fight, what so much nonsense. Han Qin was extremely uninterested in this person, so he was not polite, between the words, the spiritual power in his body operated without reservation, and the cultivation of the peak of the eighth layer of condensation qi was unobstructed, and with the operation of cultivation, Han Qin's eyes gradually became cold.

As the cultivation of the two broke out, the battle was about to break out, and the surrounding noise gradually weakened until it disappeared, and countless eyes stared at the figures of the two people tightly.

The next moment, Han Qin took the lead, the spiritual power in his body made a roaring sound, and then there was a violent wind howling in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding spiritual power seemed to be a little disordered, and an amazing spiritual energy turned into a rolling storm, like a hurricane, surging madly in the direction where Lingzhen was, and where the storm passed, there were bursts of breathtaking sharp sounds.

"It's good to come!"

Lingzhen's lips moved slightly, and the palms in the sleeve robe were slightly raised, revealing a pair of slender and white palms, which were even more beautiful than women's hands, but these palms were radiant at this time, containing an amazing spiritual pressure.

At this moment, Ling Zhen waved his beautiful palms, and the spiritual power around him suddenly moved closer to his body, forming a wall of light more than ten zhang high in mid-air.

Thundered!

The monstrous storm swept in an instant, directly hitting the wall of light in front of Ling Zhen.

The storm in the sky was like countless sharp blades, and suddenly it let out a sharp whistling sound, frantically cutting the thick wall of light, and in a moment, the wall of light was cut into thousands of holes, as if it was about to disperse at any time.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy flashed in Han Qin's eyes, and he secretly said, "The people of the Van Holy Palace are nothing more than that, but they are just an embroidered pillow, and their worries are superfluous." ”

The light curtain in front of him was about to shatter, but Lingzhen didn't seem to be worried at all, his face was still a light and breezy look, and then he slowly took out a crystal jade cylinder from his arms, and with a light click of his fingers, a brilliant light suddenly burst out from the jade tube, blending into the light curtain that was about to shatter.

The light curtain that was about to shatter, with the addition of this light, suddenly became solidified, and it was several times stronger than the previous defense, and the storm blade in the sky was unable to tear it apart for a while.

"Dead ladyboy, what's the point of getting a turtle shell there, if you don't dare to fight, admit defeat as soon as possible. Han Qin's spiritual power surged wildly, and while maintaining the Storm Blade, he made mocking remarks.

In the face of Han Qin's ridicule, Lingzhen turned a deaf ear and was unmoved, at this moment, the slender palm was slowly bearing a strange handprint, moving very slowly, and at the same time there were words in his mouth,

Immediately afterwards, a trace of strange spiritual power fluctuations slowly emanated around Lingzhen, and with this fluctuation, a cool breeze suddenly blew between heaven and earth, faintly accompanied by intermittent strange whistling sounds.

People on both sides were staring closely at every move on the field, and when they saw Lingzhen's move, many people's faces showed puzzlement, and they couldn't understand what he was doing.

Only Yan Zhen also showed a puzzled look at first, but when he felt the strange fluctuations, as if he had thought of something, there was an unbelievable look in his eyes, and his expression became very ugly.

"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be the lost "Soul Summoning Technique", that kid is probably going to be unlucky. Suddenly, Luo Lie's slightly surprised voice came into Lin Fan's ears.

"Soul summoning spell, what kind of spell is that?" Lin Fan wondered.

"It is a long-lost spell, the caster can summon the spirit of the heaven and earth, the spirit that is summoned is called the "ghost", this place is a lofty mountain, presumably the "ghost" that can be summoned is not a few, but this spell has disappeared with its sect for thousands of years, its power, you can see it. Luo Lie sighed a little, but he didn't seem to be willing to say more on this issue, so he was silent.

Lin Fan shook his head a little helplessly, Luo Lie didn't want to say that he couldn't help it, so he had to continue watching.

"Hmph! For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Han Qin's heart, and his face changed slightly, knowing that he had to fight quickly, and he was afraid that it would change later, and the seal in his hand changed in vain, and the aura of heaven and earth around him converged towards Han Qin's side at an astonishing speed at this moment, turning into a violent spiritual storm.

Han Qin's whole person stood in the middle of the spiritual power storm, his hair was flying, and the spiritual power storm in the sky all converged to his fingertips at this moment, condensing into a thin line several zhang long.

The moment this thin line came out, the surrounding monks saw a roar, and everyone felt an extremely strong aura of danger on it, and they were shocked by Han Qin's hand.

"Wind Condensation Finger, Instant Kill!" As Han Qin's low words came out, his finger pointed out, and the thin line condensed by countless spiritual power storms came out in an instant, leaving a slender afterimage where it passed, and the speed was so fast that it seemed to penetrate the space, making the eyes of the surrounding monks unable to keep up.

In the next moment, only a click was heard, and the slender silk thread instantly **** on the wall of light in front of Lingzhen, making a violent collision sound.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding monks were shocked to find that the wall of light, which originally seemed to be indestructible and countless storm blades were helpless, at this moment, there was a clicking sound, and on the surrounding wall of light, countless dense small cracks spread out in an instant, and they were about to shatter.

Just when everyone thought that Han Qin was about to win this game, only Lin Fan noticed that neither Lingzhen himself after the twilight nor the others who were watching the battle from the sidelines did not have the slightest nervousness on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but think of what Luo Lie said just now, and a complicated look appeared on his face.

"Click!"

And in the next moment, a cracking sound suddenly came from the light curtain in front of Ling Zhen, and the light curtain like a spider's web instantly turned into countless fragments of light rain and dissipated.

The slender silk thread was castrated, like a ray of death, striking the center of Lingzhen's eyebrows like lightning.

"It's over!" Han Qin thought silently in his heart, a trace of hideous color appeared on his face, as if he had seen Lingzhen's fate.

"Woohoo"

At this moment, a black whirlwind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, and more than a dozen black light clusters suddenly appeared around Lingzhen's body, black light clusters of different shapes, and vaguely you could see the figures of demon beasts wrapped in the light clusters, all of which exuded bursts of gloomy aura, and there was a strange whistling sound. (To be continued.) )