Looking at Li Peicheng's well-dressed clothes and looking at himself with a smile on his face, Lin Chaojian was finally convinced of one thing, that is, the monks in the merger stage carried several thunderstorms that only monks in the late stage of the tribulation were qualified to carry. [No pop-up novel network]

Now he is a little confused, should the man in front of him call him a master of the Mahayana period, or is it a merger period?

The Mahayana period is obviously not qualified, otherwise even if there are dozens of Lin San, it will already be over. Moreover, once the master of the Mahayana period helps someone block the heavenly calamity, he will immediately trigger the heavenly opportunity, and then he will be extradited to the immortal realm, and he will no longer be able to stay in this realm. If he is said to be a monk in the merger period, he has already survived part of the Third Tribulation.

Rao is Lin Chaojian's smart life, and at this time his mind is also a mess, anyway, the world has been turned upside down.

Lin Chaojian left all his chaotic thoughts behind, and then said to Li Peicheng with a respectful face: "Let them out now? ”

Li Peicheng's eyes lit up slightly, the things of the five elements, anything could hurt him, but it was not easy for this fire to hurt him.

"Why don't you let Lin Lao make a break and let me fight inside?" Li Peicheng asked for advice.

Lin Chaojian remembered that Li Peicheng could envoy the Samadhi True Fire and the Sun True Fire at the same time, his eyes looked at him meaningfully, and he sighed secretly in his heart, this guy still likes to be burned by fire!

Not afraid of thunder, not afraid of fire, if it weren't for the person in front of him but Lin Chaojian's life-saving benefactor, he would really be crazy with jealousy. Although it is inevitable that there is a trace of jealousy now, I am even more pleased to see Li Peicheng's strength.

"There are still fifty-four of them, all of them are not weak in cultivation, so let's release them and you and I will join forces to kill. Thanks to my brothers, I have recovered to about 20% of my strength, but it is not difficult to kill them. Lin Chaojian remembered that Li Peicheng was scarred by the previous killing, and after all, he was still afraid that Li Peicheng would be injured again, so he kindly suggested.

It's a pity that even Lin Chaojian has lost his eyes, and Li Peicheng, who has absorbed and transformed more than twenty Merge Stage cultivators, is already very different from him before.

"Lin Lao has just survived the catastrophe, and his vitality has been greatly damaged, so it is better to recuperate first, and these people will be handed over to me, in case I can't do it, Lin Lao will not be too late to make another move. By the way, let's just call me Peicheng. Li Peicheng smiled, it seemed that killing those fifty-four people was a very easy thing.

Lin Chaojian secretly rolled his eyes when he heard this, didn't he obviously look down on people? Didn't you also survive the catastrophe? Why do you say that my vitality has been greatly damaged and I need to recuperate. But the facts are in front of him, he Lin Chaojian almost lost his surname, but the people were alive and kicking, even more energetic than before the catastrophe, but Lin Chaojian couldn't help but raise objections.

"It's okay, but you are my great benefactor, don't call Lin Lao Lin in the future, just call me Chaojian or Brother Jian. Lin Chaojian nodded.

Li Peicheng sweated for a while, this generation is messy enough, his grandson calls himself master, and his third son calls himself brother, but now he wants to call him by his name or Brother Jian.

"It's better for Lin Lao to call it more smoothly. Li Peicheng snorted, and then flew towards the Dutian Flame Array.

Seeing this, Lin Chaojian pinched his fingers and changed a spell, and a hole was torn out of thin air in the chaotic air, through which he could see the world of fire inside, and a little further inside, he could see a group of people sweating like rain to sacrifice magic weapons to forcibly attack, trying to break through.

Lin San and the others suddenly felt the heavens and the earth shake, and then they saw a white light shooting in from outside, and the formation suddenly revealed a gap, and everyone immediately rushed towards the breach in ecstasy.

"Go back!" a cold voice sounded in the formation world as a green shadow swept through the breach.

As soon as the familiar cold voice sounded, everyone suddenly felt a cold air rise above their heads, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into the eternal ice kiln.

Everyone looked forward in horror, only to see that the demon from before was now holding the fire cloud spear in his hand, and slowly approached them with a calm face stepping into the void.

At this time, although Li Peicheng was dressed in green clothes, his expression was calm, and he was no longer fierce and cruel just now, but I don't know why everyone saw Li Peicheng like this now, but their hearts became more and more frightened.

They would rather face the previous Li Peicheng than the current Li Peicheng.

Li Peicheng gently stroked the simple and unpretentious barrel of the gun, and said in a calm tone: "Now you have two choices, one is to taste the taste of this gun, and the other is to obediently submit to me." ”

"Although you are powerful, we still have fifty-four people, twelve of whom are in the late stage of integration, and the rest are all in the middle stage of integration. Now that Lin Lao has successfully crossed the catastrophe, if he lets us go, why do he really want to fight to the death?"

Although he had tried to be as calm and tough as possible, the words and the occasional flash of horror in the depths of his eyes betrayed the real fear in his heart.

Li Peicheng pointed the gun forward, raised his eyebrows upward, and said with a fierce face: "Do you think you are still qualified to bargain with Lao Tzu now?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, knowing that there was only a desperate battle today, and they all secretly ran the true yuan with all their might.

"Okay, old man, let's see how you can single-handedly pick up fifty-four of us with one gun!" said the old man with a gloomy face.

Li Peicheng looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "I have some guts!"

After saying no more, he swiped the gun in his hand and turned it into a little red and killed it in the crowd.

There is a gun in my hand, a gun in my heart, the gun is me, I am the gun.

At this time, Li Peicheng was not only physically powerful to the extreme, but his body was full of explosive power, and his martial arts skills were also refined to an extremely powerful level.

He shot into the crowd, and there was no one to join in, and the people who passed through the fire cloud gun turned on their backs, and they were either dead or wounded. Now he is a real wolf, and the old man with Scar and the others have become real lambs, and they have been completely killed.

Outside the formation, Lin Chaojian's face was full of surprise, he really couldn't figure it out, but it had only taken a moment, how could this Li Peicheng seem to have suddenly changed as a person. Those so-called masters have become a rabble under the gun, except for those monks who can barely resist him with one shot, and the other monks are killed by one shot. And now they can't even touch the hem of his clothes.

In this way, Lin Chaojian can naturally do it, but he is now a master of the Mahayana period, what is strange about what he can do, but Li Peicheng can also do it, but he has to shock Lin Chaojian.

Pei Cheng is really a strange person, he has broken through in such a short period of time! Lin Chaojian secretly sighed in his heart. Then his eyes swept over Lin Wenxiao, who was standing quietly behind him, with his eyes quite meaningful.

He had already decided that no matter whether this grandson had demonic blood in his blood or not, he would train him to be the next head of the family after Lin Yunyu. Not only because of this son's filial piety, but also because his Lin family doesn't want to offend a powerful enemy like Li Peicheng, of course, they need a powerful friend like Li Peicheng. As long as Li Peicheng is here, coupled with his current status as a Mahayana monk, the Lin family and the Yanhuang Sect will join forces, and the entire Shiji Galaxy will be able to resist it. Even if there is one sect, two religions and four sects, they have to respect them for three points. Moreover, from the fact that Li Peicheng rushed to the catastrophe for Lin Wenxiao and Ken single-handedly, and was willing to fight for him without even wanting his life, Lin Chaojian knew that Li Peicheng valued him as a disciple very much, of course he wanted to be a favor, and his disciple was his grandson, but it was his own family who benefited from this favor.

Taking a step back, Li Peicheng is still his great benefactor, and Lin Chaojian is a hero, but he is not an ungrateful hero. The mere fact that Lin Wenxiao is his disciple is enough for Lin Chaojian to treat this grandson well.

Not to mention the abacus in Lin Chaojian's heart, and to say that in the Heavenly Fire Array, in just a while, Li Peicheng had killed half of the people in a row, and the remaining nearly half were monks in the late stage of the merger, but all of them were already pale, blood-stained chests, and even many people had broken arms and legs. If it weren't for the fact that these people have always been fierce characters, and they are not easy to bow their heads and admit defeat, I am afraid that they would have given up resistance and kowtowed and begged for mercy by this time.

The color of despair in everyone's eyes is getting stronger and stronger, because Li Peicheng is even more terrifying now. If they could still give him a heavy blow and fight with him before, but now they can't even touch the placket of other people's clothes, how can this battle be fought?

Li Peicheng seems to be relaxed, but in fact, he is secretly frightened by their fierce and lifeless fighting style. When the battle was fought to this extent, no one was willing to bow his head and give in, and no one retreated in fear.

If it weren't for the fact that I had the help of heaven and thunder and my strength had soared, if I really wanted to fight with them by now, I am afraid that I would have already died, Li Peicheng secretly said in his heart, and the gun in his hand was even more ferocious.

"Brother Peicheng, leave some people for me!" Lin Chaojian's voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, and then the people in the formation saw Lang Lang Qiankun again.

Although they saw the sky again, no one had a look of surprise on their faces, and their faces became more and more pale.

In the formation, he was only facing a terrible opponent like Li Peicheng, and now they were facing a more terrifying Mahayana master than Li Peicheng.

Sure enough, Lin Chao's sword-long body stood in the air, and his eyes as bright as the Big Dipper burst out with strange light, which was sharp and cold.

Three meters above his head, there was a giant sword emitting blue light, which was the Immortal Family's magic weapon Zhan Lu Fei Sword.

Because Li Peicheng helped Lin Chaojian block the last few thunderstorms, Lin Chaojian was only exhausted in the end, but the injuries were not serious, and after a while, he regained his strength.

This old man seems to be elegant and elegant, but he has been in charge of the huge Lin family for many years, and no one dares to speak out, how can he be a soft-hearted person. If Li Peicheng hadn't arrived in time this time, he Lin Chaojian would have obviously had the hope of succeeding in the robbery, but he would have been buried alive in the hands of these people. How can he endure this evil breath.

He originally wanted Li Peicheng to fight first, and when his strength recovered some, the two of them worked together to kill all these people, and vented their hatred, but he didn't expect that after a while, Li Peicheng would kill half of the people, and finally couldn't help withdrawing the formation anymore, and wanted to take action in person.

(To be continued)