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When the demon cultivators were only halfway teleported away, the army of immortal cultivators once again surrounded everyone. However, Zheng Lin and the witch royal highness were also surrounded in the center.
More than twenty Yuanling Stage Demon Palace elites with high cultivation levels have been supporting them from behind. However, many attacks from all directions fell into the golden light of the Golden Spirit Bowl. In just one round, the power of the golden light was
Half depressed.
Zheng Lin was shocked. Judging from the current situation, if there was another round, he would be exposed to the opponent's firepower.
But after the golden light had languished for half, it miraculously rose sharply again, and returned to its original state in the blink of an eye. Only then did Zheng Lin feel a little more at ease.
He still knew too little about this Golden Spirit Bowl. Apart from the four sets of defensive techniques, he knew nothing about it.
Just when most of the Demon Palace elites had been teleported away, the old man with long silver hair took action.
They saw it in the sky. The silver-haired old man took out a long sword. After pinching a set of seals in his hand, the long sword's light surged and instantly formed a cyan rainbow, flying straight towards Zheng Lin's location.
The rainbow was one meter wide, trailing a long tail of light. When it flew, it also made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, which was extremely powerful.
Zheng Lin wanted to hide, but he didn't dare to. He knew that under the lock of the master's spiritual thoughts, even if he hid, he would still be pursued.
After reciting the defensive spell of the Golden Spirit Bowl again, the cyan rainbow also struck the golden light.
boom……
A loud noise shook the sky, and the mountains seemed to tremble at this moment.
Zheng Lin immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Qi and blood surged in his inner abdomen. His face turned blue and purple. The golden spirit bowl also spun several times in the air, and the light dimmed to the extreme.
Before his energy and blood stabilized, Zheng Lin gritted his teeth and recited the spell to activate the defense of the Golden Spirit Bowl.
The Golden Spirit Bowl is indeed not a mortal thing. Driven by Zheng Lin, it once again bloomed with dazzling golden light. The golden light curtains almost condensed into substance. In front of Zheng Lin, except for a piece of gold, there was no other color and nothing could be seen.
, and can’t hear it anymore.
Hong Ling and Jin Qiu blocked the entrance to the teleportation array, blocking the attacks of the immortal cultivators.
After all the elites of the Demon Palace had teleported away, the Golden Spirit Bowl also fell to the ground under several attacks from the old man. After it returned to its original appearance, it was actually covered with cracks. Zheng Lin didn't know how much he sprayed on it.
There was blood in his mouth, and he didn't know how many of the weak tendons in his body had been broken by the shock.
If the unlucky Zheng Lin does not find a place for treatment, he may not be able to reconnect the broken tendons in the future, let alone restore him to his original level. By then, he will really be regarded as a waste of immortality.
Already.
When Zheng Lin could clearly see the surrounding scene, under the attack of the immortal cultivators, the teleportation array collapsed suddenly and turned into stone powder all over the sky.
Without thinking much, Zheng Lin turned around and saw that where Her Highness the Witch was, there was only a ball of blood-red light, but her figure could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.
The red light group shows that there are ripples flowing, and all the attacks of the immortal cultivators are invisible under the ripples.
"There should be a very powerful protective magic weapon supporting it!" Zheng Lin secretly guessed.
Seeing that the cultivator was about to continue attacking, Zheng Lin tried to activate the Golden Spirit Bowl again, and it really worked. The almost broken Golden Spirit Bowl flew up again, and in the air, a faint golden light emitted, protecting Zheng Lin.
Zheng Lin hurriedly walked towards the location of Her Majesty the Witch. He knew that there was a more powerful magic weapon to protect her, and only when he got there could he save his life.
The Golden Spirit Bowl lived up to expectations and did not disintegrate until Zheng Lin reached the red ball of light. At that moment, Zheng Lin's head suddenly sank, his steps staggered, and he fell directly to the ground.
If the magic weapon connected to the monk's life is destroyed, its owner will also be implicated, and the blood will be violent for at least a moment.
Zheng Lin couldn't see Her Highness the Witch, but Her Highness the Witch could see Zheng Lin. When she saw Zheng Lin falling at her feet, she changed her mind and took a few steps forward to include Zheng Lin in her magic weapon.
Among the immortal cultivators attacking the Demon Palace, a beautiful girl suddenly exclaimed.
Next to the girl, there was a thin middle-aged man. After hearing the girl's exclamation, he frowned and said: "Fuyu, don't yell nonsense, how can Zheng Lin walk with the Demon Sect!"
Although he said so, he was still very unsure in his heart. The person holding the golden bowl of magic weapon just now was indeed the same as Zheng Lin.
At this time, the teleportation array has collapsed. Only Hong Ling and Jin Qiu are still barely resisting. Most of the immortal cultivators have also stopped. They have surrounded the remaining demon cultivators and are not afraid that the demon cultivators will escape again. After all, the two souls
The masters of this period have already taken action.
"That person is Senior Brother Zheng Lin. I really didn't expect..." A little girl who looked to be only twelve or three years old also said to the disciples of Qinglan Sect around her. When she saw Xiao Lu's cold expression
When he looked at his face, he closed his mouth very obediently.
"Dad, look, he must be Junior Brother Zheng, even Junior Sister Liu Shuang can tell!" Xiao Fuyu said firmly.
Xiao Lu's face became even more ugly, and he immediately shouted: "Shut up!"
Although Zheng Lin was sent to Wanchuan Star to work as a miner, he was still Xiao Lu's disciple in name. His disciple actually murdered so many immortal cultivators from the sect together with the Demon Sect. This crime is probably
Xiao Lu couldn't bear to wait.
"Junior Brother Zheng must have been kidnapped by the masters of the Demon Sect. Dad, we have to rescue him!" Xiao Fuyu refused to give up. Looking at her father's expression, she almost cried.
With her cultivation level, Xiao Lu had no intention of taking her with him when she came out this time. However, she was worried about Zheng Lin's safety and wanted to follow her, either dead or alive. Xiao Lu had no choice but to let her go after warning her.
As for Dongfang Liushuang, although she is only twelve years old, her cultivation has already reached the stage of absorbing essence. The sect is sure to win this war against the Demon Sect, so Dongfang Mingyu brought her here not to participate in the battle.
Just to experience it.
Immortal cultivators have always been proud of themselves. When only Hong Ling and Jin Qiu were left to resist on the Demon Sect's side, they did not attack them all again. Instead, they sent two immortal cultivators who were also in the late Yuanling stage.
Although they were one-on-one, Hong Ling and Jin Qiu had been seriously injured and their skills were exhausted. They were no match for the two masters of late-stage Yuanling cultivation who were full of skills. After fighting for just a moment, they were already at a disadvantage.
After struggling to push back her opponent, Hong Ling shouted loudly: "Your Highness, leave quickly, don't worry about us!"
"Haha, let's go? Where to go? Leave them all behind!"
In the air, an old and majestic laughter came out, and then, the silver-haired old man suddenly raised his figure, and he was in front of Hong Ling in an instant, and his dead branch-like palm was also printed on Hong Ling's body.