"Is this the spiritual power tide of Yuanxiang Realm?" Lin Chen was shocked. The scope is so large?

Then he became excited again. Gaozu killed the Yuan Xiang realm over there, wouldn't it mean that it would also end here soon?

He took out a bottle of rebirth liquid again and poured it on his left arm to increase the speed of the regenerating arm.

The changes at Qingling Peak disrupted all the rhythm, and the Canglang Ancestor was also a little panicked. It won't take long for Yuanxiang Realm's speed to come here.

Involuntarily, its offensive became fierce again, and it even used some power that required a price.

The same was true below. Lin Chen, who had recovered as before, smiled under the shocked eyes of the six-headed demon kings and hooked his hands with several kings.

"You lose, Gaozu will be here soon."

"It's a joke, then I'll kill you before he comes." The Cang Wolf King said sadly.

"And I don't believe that there will be no consequences after you recover like this." The Cang Wolf King said and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Lin Chen's fingers.

"Why don't you deal with it first?"

roar!

A roar rang out from within the cold current.

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Outside Qingling Peak, Lin Zhuo walked out slowly carrying Xiao Zhan's body and looked at the five members of the Xiao family who were trembling.

"Now that you have chosen this path, you should be ready to stay here, right?"

As Lin Zhuo spoke, the huge Dharma also lowered his head, bringing pressure that the five of them could not resist.

With a roar that was destined to end, five tides of spiritual power covered the inside and outside of Qingling Peak.

Under the tide of the Six Paths of Spiritual Power, many people were promoted and saluted Lin Zhuo one after another.

After all, most of the people here are affiliated with the Lin family. If the great ancestor of the Lin family is dissatisfied with their performance, then it will be a big problem.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that Lin Zhuo didn't pay attention to their thoughts at all.

He focused his attention on Qu Qingshan, who looked a little nervous and saluted quickly, "Qu Qingshan has met senior."

Lin Zhuo nodded, "I didn't expect that this guy Lin Wuyi would actually set up such a trap and even hide it from me."

Qu Qingshan smiled and said nothing.

Looking at Ming Gongqu who was also nervous at the side, Lin Zhuo didn't say anything. This kid probably didn't know anything.

"Get rid of the matter here as soon as possible. I will go over there to meet them." After saying that, Lin Zhuo had disappeared. Time had passed. Lin Wuyi said that he could hold back the Canglang in the Yuanxiang realm, but who knew

When can't you hold on any longer?

"I hope nothing happens."

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"You...what kind of power is this?"

The demon kings looked at the Flame Horse King who stood up again, and their blue eyes gave them great fear.

Come to think of it, they have never sensed the tide of spiritual power after the death of the Flame Horse King. They thought they were still struggling, but now it seems that they no longer need it.

"If you win it, how about I tell you?" Lin Chen smiled.

He was not joking. In addition to being resurrected with full health, the creatures that fell under the power of the Futile Death Mysterious Art would also have an extra layer of extremely cold power.

Of course, this time won't be too long.

Lin Chen looked at the Flame Horse King. The red flames on his body were now a faint blue, which made the demon kings next to him feel frightened again.

Before the Blue Wolf King and the others could take action, Lin Chen had already commanded the Flame Horse King.

"I'll block it, and you guys go deal with that kid." The Warthog King stood up. Lin Chen was too restrained in its power, and its strength was strange and inexplicable. He simply pulled away because it felt safer.

The giant green python sneered, but didn't say anything. Lin Chen's figure was reflected in its huge snake eyes.

Can this be killed before Lin Jiayuan's Xiangjing comes? It's not sure.

In addition, Lin Wuyi was still fighting with the Canglang Ancestor above, so there seemed to be no problem.

Um...it looks like.

The shadow of the spear defeated the huge wolf's claws, and Lin Wu's expression was pale as he dodged the torrent of true energy spewed out by the ancestor of the Canglang.

He has reached his limit. Although the magical wooden puppet can give him two copies of the ultimate power of the Purple Mansion Realm, the pressure of facing the Yuan Xiang Realm is still too much.

The Canglang Ancestor was naturally very aware of Lin Wu Yi's current state, and his movements became more and more fierce, with all his moves aimed at Lin Wu Wu's head.

"Hahahaha, you're in a hurry." Lin Wuyi laughed. The faster the Canglang Ancestor attacks, the more worried it is about the arrival of the Great Ancestor.

"Senior, the more anxious you are, the less likely you are to kill me. Give up. Gaozu has already arrived, cough cough!"

Lin Wuyi coughed up a mouthful of blood and felt anxious inside. He would really die if Gaozu didn't come.

The giant claw of the gray wolf fell again, and green palms condensed from the willow vines in the sky came forward to meet it.

When the two collided, the latter was shattered without any accident, but it also overwhelmed Lin Ganrong and others who were forming formation below.

"Poof!" A man in the True Yuan realm was unable to withstand even the scattered and scattered aftermath, and passed out with a pale face.

As if it was a beginning, after the first True Yuan realm, more Lin family members fell to the ground. Soon, the number of people dropped to a number that could not even maintain the formation.

Lin Ganrong and Lin Danhua were also solemn, their true energy had also dropped to the bottom, and now the formation was forced to be interrupted again, they couldn't help but look up worriedly.

The sudden disappearance of power made Lin Wuyi unable to maintain the huge territory. The green wicker disappeared, and the right hand holding the spear sluggishly trembled for a moment.

Ancestor Canglang didn't see it, but he saw the situation below and the disappearance of Lin Wuyi's domain, and also guessed that Lin Wuyi was at the end of his strength.

"What? How long can you last?"

Lin Wuyi smiled and said, "It depends on how senior takes action."

"What a joke, can you withstand my three claws in your current state?" The huge wolf head sneered, but the sharp wolf claws were also swung out at the same time.

"I can handle it." Lin Wuyou smiled, and a huge shadow appeared behind him, meeting the wolf's shadow.

"Dharma?" Ancestor Canglang was startled, but then he came to his senses.

"Li Qiu's Divine Formation? Unfortunately, this is only the third level." The giant claw swung down, turning into countless true energy and falling majestically.

To deal with such a thing of pure spiritual power, one must use pure true energy to defeat it.

"Look, I said I can stand up to it." Lin Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his spear with a slight smile.

The three claws had long passed, and the power gathered by the divine phase formation dissipated. The Canglang Ancestor suddenly turned his head and glanced into the distance, his face changed, Lin Zhuo was almost there.

Lin Wuyi also noticed Canglang's expression, and naturally understood something, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, senior, you still have a chance with three claws. Do you want to try to kill me before Gaozu comes?"

He snorted coldly and lowered his giant claws, but by this time it was already too late.

Lin Zhuo, dressed in blood-red clothes, appeared in front of Lin Wuyi. Blood flashed in his hands, and he drove away the giant wolf's shadow.

"roll!"

Lin Wuyi laughed loudly behind him, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore and fell downwards.
Chapter completed!