The Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Yan, still underestimated Sun Lin's strength, although Sun Lin is now only the fifth layer of true immortals, and there is still a distance from the tenth layer of true immortals, but Sun Lin has an iron core soldier in his hand at this time, and the free iron soldier is the weapon that is most suitable for Sun Lin's strength, but it is not as simple as this plus one.

Sun Lin looked at the Dragon King of the West Sea in front of him, and immediately blocked him with his sword, and the free-wheeled hardcore soldier in his hand was full of silver light, and the castration was unabated, and it smashed directly on the long sword.

"Bang!"

I only heard a muffled sound, and when the long sword touched the top of the free-hearted iron-core soldier, it was directly shattered, and the long sword, which was originally exquisite, broke in an instant, and hit the old dragon king's body with a stick.

The old dragon king suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, was beaten back, and looked at Sun Lin in front of him in horror like a god of war.

"Old Dragon King, I didn't want to embarrass you Western Sea Clan, but you actually calculated against me and wanted to kill me, don't blame me!"

Sun Lin held a casual iron soldier, his dark gray eyes flashed with a cold color, and he looked at Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and walked up step by step.

Sun Lin raised the free-hearted hardcore soldier in his hand, and a monkey face was hideous.

"Phew!"

Sun Lin raised his hand and pointed it directly at the head of the old dragon king, but this freewheeling iron soldier was shining with silver light, as if there was a fierce Sun Lin, giving people a cold air.

It's really in response to that sentence, weapons have spirits, and people and sticks are one!

At this moment, only to hear a whoosh, a streamer flew by, towards the back of Sun Lin's head, Sun Lin's ears moved slightly, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

Sun Lin was originally a freewheeling hardcore soldier who smashed into the old dragon king Ao Yan was also collected by Sun Lin in an instant, thrown into the backpack, the demonic power on his body surged, pinched a trick, turned into a breeze, and dodged the trick of sneaking up on him.

That streamer was also because of the loss of Sun Lin's target, and hit the golden dragon pillar on the other side, Sun Lin immediately showed his figure, staring at the thing that had attacked him just now, and the pupils in his eyes shrank.

The thing that attacked Sun Lin turned out to be a three-edged sword with a cold light.

"What kind of monster, you actually came to my West Sea Dragon Palace to spread wild?!"

A cold drink came from outside the main hall, and Sun Lin also turned his head to look at the man after he spoke.

The man came to the top of this hall in a few breaths, but it was a young man in a pitch-black robe, with black gold boots on his feet and a dark red cloak, about twenty-four or five years old, with fair skin and full of heroic spirit, but he glanced at Sun Lin coldly in his eyes.

Then he flew to the side of Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, saluted him, and said loudly.

"Father, it's too late for the child!"

The old dragon king Ao Yan coughed lightly, slowly stood up, and looked at the person in front of him very happy.

"Moang, it's great that you've come back from training, take this demon monkey for me first!"

The old dragon king looked at the familiar man in front of him, heroic and compelling, like an out-of-body sword, his eyes were deeply gratified, and then he looked at Sun Lin not far away, his eyes were full of resentment.

It doesn't matter if a monster robbed the treasure of his West Sea Dragon Palace, he even directly entered this Dragon Palace, and the West Sea guards were also crippled by this demon monkey, and they died, they really deceived me and no one in the West Sea.

When Prince Moang heard Ao Yan's words, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he turned to look at Sun Lin, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a sneer.

"A small True Immortal Realm is really presumptuous to try to break into my West Sea Dragon Palace and injure my father!"

The coldness in Prince Moang's eyes flowed, looking at Sun Lin, the killing intent in his eyes surged, and with a flip in his hand, a strong demonic power emerged, and the three-edged gong that was inserted in the ground sounded softly, and immediately returned to Prince Moang's hands.

Sun Lin was also stunned, looking at the cold man in front of him, it turned out to be the Prince of the West Sea, the Prince of Moang.

A dark gray light appeared in Sun Lin's eyes, and looking at the realm of Prince Moang at this time, it was also clearly seen by Sun Lin.

"Xuan Immortal Fifth Layer Realm!"

Sun Lin looked at Prince Moang in front of him, and a trace of solemnity flashed on his face.

"The water is blue and the sky is blue!"

Prince Moang did not have a trace of sluggishness, a dazzling blue light flashed on his hand, and the three-edged gong brought up the demonic aura of the sky, glowing with a bright cold light, and the ripples of the Dao Dao, like the ripples on the surface of a calm lake, the figure of the Dao Dao flashed, and a three-edged wedge stabbed out towards Sun Lin's chest.

The pupils in Sun Lin's eyes shrank, and the dark gray light flowed, and he only caught the figure of Prince Moang in an instant, raised the casual iron soldier in his hand, and headed towards Prince Moang's face with a stick, making a ruthless move, leaving no room for anything.

"Bang!"

Hearing only a deafening voice, Sun Lin and Prince Moang looked at each other, but the two weapons were bursting with fire, and the eyes of the two were the same cold, and the killing intent rolled.

Prince Moang looked at Sun Lin in front of him, evoking a trace of contempt, and couldn't help but be angry in his heart, looking at Sun Lin in front of him, who was fighting on a par with himself, his mouth was slightly bulging, and his eyes were shining.

opened his mouth and spit out at Sun Lin in front of him, although Sun Lin didn't know what this Moang prince vomited, but Sun Lin, who had experienced so many lives and deaths, instinctively retreated, and suddenly his body turned into a breath of fresh wind and avoided this magical power.

Prince Moang exhaled a cold breath, and the Dao Ice Blade flashed, like a sharp dagger, directly submerged into the main hall of the Crystal Palace.

Sun Lin showed his figure, looking at the place where he was just now, it had been pierced by dozens of ice blades, it was a mess, and the power was terrifying.

The solemn color in Sun Lin's eyes was even more intense, looking at the prince of Moang with a sneer on his face, the silver light of the freewheeled hardcore soldier suddenly soared, and Sun Lin's arm holding the freewheeling ironcore soldier was also trembling slightly with excitement.

Sun Lin took a deep breath, the dark gray light in his eyes was like substance, and then he made a preemptive strike, and the freewheeling iron soldier in his hand hit Prince Moang's face.

Prince Moang was about to spit out Xuan Ice at Sun Lin's mouth, but he was slapped by Sun Lin, and his hands were also a little flustered, and he raised his hand to block in front of him, but he obviously felt that Sun Lin's strength at this time was significantly increased, and the demonic power on his arm surged, but he was also pressed down and occupied the upper hand.

Sun Lin was not surprised to see that Prince Moang had blocked his stick, and then hit Prince Namoang in a violent storm.

Prince Moang only defended and did not attack, he was very aggrieved, and when he wanted to fight back, he had already missed the previous opportunity, and he was very embarrassed by Sun Lin's stick after stick, and a trace of sweat flowed on his forehead.

Sun Lin's momentum is becoming more and more dignified, and the freewheeling hardcore soldiers are in their hands at this time, but they are more and more running-in, and they are more handy.

Prince Moang was beaten by Sun Lin and retreated, watching Sun Lin in front of him become more and more imposing, and he also knew that if he dragged on like this at this time, he would be defeated in the hands of this person sooner or later.

A trace of firmness flashed in Prince Moang's eyes, and his eyes suddenly flashed, and the arm holding the three-edged mace suddenly burst into green muscles, and a bloody light flashed, swinging away Sun Lin's freewheeling hardcore soldiers, and a trace of blue light flashed in his eyes.

I only heard the sound of a dragon's groan coming from the mouth of Prince Moang, and the manic fluctuation of demonic power also made Sun Lin's eyes squint slightly, looking at Prince Moang's eyes with coldness.