Of course Zhong Wen is not unclear about what thoughts are in the hearts of the many people above his head.
It is nothing more than defeating oneself, destroying the Heaven-Slaying World-Destroying Formation, thereby saving the world, and if possible, taking away the innate spiritual treasure and taking it as one's own.
Little did he know that the thoughts in Lin Bei's mind across from him were exactly the same as his.
The moment he saw Lin Xingyue and others, Lin Bei decided in his heart that the other party had successfully used Zhong Wen to hold him back. Next, he would start to close the net, capture himself, the trapped lone wolf, and take away the unparalleled treasure.
Chaos clock.
And the several figures rushing towards the two people seemed to confirm his point of view.
"Whoosh!"
Just at this moment, a dazzling stream of light flew from the horizon, with the astonishing determination of gods to block gods and Buddhas to block Buddhas, it was shot in the direction of Zhong Wen.
It turned out that the master of the "Arrow God Palace" Bi Zhi opened his giant bow outside the valley and launched an ultra-long-distance offensive.
He held the bow in his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand. He did not carry an arrow, but only used his spiritual power to shoot such a shocking arrow that made ghosts and gods cry. He was worthy of the title of the best in archery in the world.
Although the arrow of spiritual power was shot late, it arrived first and surpassed the figures of many cultivators in the blink of an eye, and was less than one foot away from Zhong Wen.
Faced with such a terrifying offensive, Zhong Wen still stood quietly on the spot, without moving his hands or raising his feet, just staring quietly at the dazzling light coming towards him.
If you stand directly opposite, you will find that his pupils are shining brightly, and at some point, they turned green.
A mysterious aura that cannot be seen by the naked eye escapes from his body and wraps around the spiritual arrows silently.
The angle of the sharp arrow is slightly deviated. If you observe it with the naked eye, it is absolutely impossible to detect the change.
However, under ultra-high-speed flight, even such a trivial angle difference can make a huge difference.
The spiritual arrow that was originally shot at Zhong Wen actually "swished" across his shoulder, cutting a long hole in his coat. Then, the momentum continued unabated, and it screamed and screamed at Lin Bei.
Face door.
Apparently, it was Zhong Wen who successfully neutralized the threat of this arrow by performing the advanced version of "Moving Flowers and Connecting Jade".
It is indeed a trap!
If there was still a trace of confusion in Lin Bei's heart before, then Bi Zhong's arrow finally made him have no doubts anymore, and he firmly believed that everything that happened in front of him was plotted against him by Lin Xingyue, Li Luo and others.
Dragnet.
"You guys just want to keep me, Lin Bei!"
His eyes flashed, his tiger body trembled, he waved the magic stick in his hand, and hit the spiritual arrow with a strong blow. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he sneered, "You think too highly of yourself!"
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the domineering spiritual arrow shot by Bi Zhong was shattered by his stick, bursts of air burst out, and then turned into bits of spiritual dust, which soon disappeared without a trace.
At the moment when the sticks and arrows intersected, Zhong Wen, who had a rare free moment, finally discovered that the octopus above Lin Bei's head flashed with light, and its body had grown in size again, and it was now the size of a basketball.
What kind of trick is this?
Why has he never been seen performing it no matter in the Valley of Ten Thousands of Ends or ten thousand years later?
Zhong Wen stared blankly at the octopus, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, and he felt that he couldn't figure it out.
But the scene that happened next made him even more confused. Monk Zhang Er was confused.
Lin Bei, who was still fighting with him a moment ago, suddenly grew taller and stood up from the ground. A golden stick danced out of his magic stick in his hand, and with lightning speed, he made a "bang" sound.
It hit Yanquan, who rushed over first, on the head.
As the chief elder of the super sect "Fire Emperor Sect", Yan Quan's strength cannot be underestimated. Even compared to the sect leader Yan Jin, he is only half as good. If they fight head-on, even a peak powerhouse like Lin Bei
If you want to win the battle, it will take some effort.
However, having focused all his attention on Zhong Wen, he never imagined that Lin Bei, who was supposed to attack Zhong Wen together with him, would suddenly betray him, violently and hurt others. He was caught off guard and was too late.
react.
"puff!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound like a watermelon being smashed, Yan Quan's skull was shattered and his brain was burst. He died without even having time to scream. It was really an unknown and inexplicable death.
"Dick!"
"Daddy!"
Two exclamations came from the left and right respectively.
Witnessing Yanquan's tragic death, Yan Jin was shocked and furious, and looked at Lin Bei with endless murderous intent.
Yan Xiaoxiao's face was filled with grief, and her big watery eyes were full of disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that her father could die so suddenly and hastily.
"Lin Bei, what kind of monster are you making?"
Li Daoyin's ancient path was so hot that he couldn't bear it when he saw this. He shouted loudly, "Why do you want to attack one of your own people?"
"One of your own? Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Lin Beiyi was not afraid and sneered, "Such a trap full of flaws is trying to trap me, Lin Bei. It's really an idiot's dream. Let's settle this debt in the future. Say goodbye!"
After that, he lifted his feet a little higher in the air, stood up, and headed straight to the south.
And the translucent octopus followed closely behind, unwilling to be separated from its owner for a moment.
"Thief, where are you going?"
Yan Jin was not willing to give in. He shouted loudly, flames radiated all over his body, heat surged out, and his right fist was wrapped in blazing flames, chasing Lin Bei's back and heart. The momentum was so vast and the power was so terrifying that it was beyond belief.
The realm of imagination, "Give my second brother his life!"
Seeing that his uncle was about to rush forward to avenge his father, but as a Taoist spiritual master, he could not squeeze into the battle between the saints. He could do nothing but stare. Yan Xiaoxiao was in grief.
I couldn't help but secretly hate myself for being useless.
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
At the same time, the suffering person on the other side also took a quick step and stood in front of Lin Bei in an instant, whispering softly, "Let's make it clear first!"
Don't look at his pleasant expression, but his right palm has slowly slapped Lin Bei's chest. The palm is powerful and powerful, and the overbearing pulling power is all-consuming, as if it is about to take away his spiritual power and spirit at any time. All strength and willpower are drained.
"Did you finally reveal your true colors?"
Seeing Misfortune taking action, Lin Bei glanced around and found that most of the cultivators were eyeing him eagerly and gearing up, while others had already moved closer with malicious intent, as if they were about to pour a storm-like attack on him at any moment, knowing that You can't stay here for a long time, so he sneered and said, "It's a pity that you have exhausted all your mechanisms, but in the end it's all in vain."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly picked up the magic stick and punched his chest hard!
"when!"
When the stick and the chest were in contact, a bell suddenly rang, deep and deep, melodious and distant, floating between the sky and the earth, lingering around for three days, never ending.
Upon hearing this mysterious bell that came from nowhere, everyone around them had their expressions stiffened, their eyes dull, and they all fell into a brief daze.
In such a short moment, Lin Bei seized the opportunity, and his movements were as fast as lightning. His whole body turned into a white light, which shot straight into the sky and soon disappeared without a shadow.
This old boy has indeed obtained the Chaos Clock!
After swallowing the souls of many marine creatures, Zhong Wen's soul strength has long been different from what it used to be. In less than one percent of his breath, the aura has returned to his pupils, and the expression on his face is indescribably weird.
It was obvious that Lin Bei had just relied on the power of the Chaos Bell to shock the soul to gain a chance of escape for himself.
Zhong Wen, who had regained consciousness, had just raised his head when his eyes suddenly fell on a figure.
The master of "Duobao Pavilion", Zhao Kuo!
I saw Pavilion Master Zhao holding a snow-white divine spear with nine golden dragons engraved on it in his right hand, and stepping on a golden spindle-shaped treasure under his feet. He looked mighty and domineering, with an extraordinary heroic appearance.
Needless to say, these are the Nine Dragons Void-Breaking Spear, which is the most offensive among the Houtian Lingbao, and the Tongtian Shuttle, which is the fastest.
Pavilion Master Zhao actually possessed these two powerful and amazingly effective acquired spiritual treasures ten years before the Great War in the Ten Thousand Jue Valley. He was truly a winner in life.
The only flaw is that his expression is dull and his eyes are dull, as if he is still immersed in the chaos caused by the Chaos Clock.
Could this be the legendary...
A gift boy?
Zhong Wen's eyes lit up, and without any further hesitation, the dragon shadow flashed under his feet and appeared in front of Zhao Kuo in an instant. Before he could wake up from the sound of the bell, he grabbed the tip of the Nine Dragons Breaking Void Spear, and then exerted force with his right foot. , kicked Zhao Kuo hard in the chest.
"boom!"
With a crisp sound, Pavilion Master Zhao, who was sitting on two acquired spiritual treasures just a moment ago, was kicked directly from the air to the ground. He fell to the ground and was knocked upside down, with stars in his eyes.
When he came to his senses and lowered his head to check, he discovered that the Nine-Dragon Breaking Void Spear in his hand and the Tongtian Shuttle under his feet were gone.
Zhao Kuo was startled, and quickly looked up, only to see a white figure standing upright in the sky, with a divine machine stick in his left hand, a Nine-Dragon Void-Breaking Spear in his right hand, and a Sky Shuttle under his feet. Purple air was lingering around his body, and his spirit patterns were shining.
Armed to the teeth from top to bottom, looking from a distance, it looks like a god descending to earth, with a mighty and domineering aura.
Who is it if it’s not Zhong Wen?
At this time, his divine outfit was exactly the same as that of Lin Bei during the battle in Wanjue Valley.
Staring closely at the three acquired spiritual treasures on his body, Zhao Kuo's face turned pale, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
This chapter has been completed!