This is the "Rakshasa Golden Body Skill" of the Beast Control Sect.
As soon as this skill came out, there was an uproar. Rama actually practiced it to a great extent. This is a peerless martial skill that is enough to make many talented people who have transcended the realm beyond their reach.
"Rakshasa Ghost Claw, kill!"
Rama shouted loudly, and grabbed Lin Han with his hands in the shape of aquiline hooks. The void trembled and the wind and clouds changed.
There was a solemn look in Lin Han's eyes!
Rakshasa Ghost Claw is an earth-level middle-level martial arts with fierce attacks. Many people have died under his move.
However, Lin Han's expression remained unchanged, his fingers scratched the skin, a drop of blood flowed out, and he drew a talisman on his chest.
"Hongmeng Spiritual Ascension Technique"!
This is a taboo-level method in the Hongmeng God Refining Technique. When used, it can temporarily increase the practitioner's strength by twice.
Now!
Lin Han's momentum skyrocketed, reaching a terrifying level.
Even the pores all over his body spurted out a thick mist of blood, making him look like a demon king of ancient times, menacing and terrifying.
"What? Technology to improve combat power?"
Look at this scene!
Many people were surprised and looked horrified.
Lin Han is so young, how he can have such a treasure is simply terrifying.
Finally, with a dull bell ringing, Lin Han's whole body erupted with thousands of golden lights, and a wisp of purple breath came out from the Tianling Cap, which was even better than Rama's spiritual sword.
"How is this possible?"
Rama's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat. This ray of spiritual energy put too much pressure on him.
He felt as if he was facing a veteran Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse. The pressure was so strong that he couldn't breathe smoothly and felt like he was suffocating.
"Rama, today I will let you know what true strength is."
Lin Han's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, the purple spiritual energy turned into a long purple sword and pierced Rama's eyebrows.
Rama reacted extremely quickly and retreated quickly, but still half a beat too late. The purple sword pierced his shoulder, blood spurted out, and almost cut him off.
Rama fell to the ground and coughed up blood.
His face was filled with disbelief that even though he had used such unique skills as "Rakshasa Ghost Claw", he still lost to Lin Han.
This guy is really a monster.
"How is that possible?"
The disciples watching around him couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their eyes full of horror.
"Rama, you are defeated, kneel down."
Lin Han walked up to Rama and said coldly. In the confrontation just now, Rama was completely defeated.
"Hmph, you want me to kneel down and dream about you!"
Rama smiled coldly, then his eyes flickered, as if he was brewing some conspiracy, and the corners of his mouth turned into a cruel arc, and he said:
"Let me tell you, you have completely annoyed me this time. I will torture you with one hundred and eight kinds of torture until you die."
Waves of breath like turbulent waves came from his body, and then he formed seals with his hands and pressed on his chest.
A pitch black relic was taken out from his chest.
As soon as the relic came out, the surrounding air suddenly seemed to freeze, and a powerful wave swept across the sky and the earth.
"What is this?"
Everyone was shocked. The relic was surrounded by black light and looked extremely strange, as if it were a treasure from the underworld.
"Relic?"
Lin Han frowned.
He had heard of this kind of treasure, which was said to have been handed down from ancient times. It contained unparalleled energy. For warriors, it could reshape one's body and baptize the body. It was a priceless treasure.
This kind of thing has long since disappeared outside!
Where did Rama find it?
As soon as the relic came out, the world became dark, as if the end of the world was coming.
"What a powerful relic. Could this be the relic of a certain Buddha?"
"It must be, otherwise it would never be so effective."
"This boy is miserable. If Rama takes out this treasure, Lin Han will definitely die."
Everyone was talking a lot.
I saw that there were many simple patterns on the surface of the relic, and it was filled with a layer of faint golden auspicious light, like a burning sun.
"Haha, Lin Han, I admit that you are very strong, but after all, you are no match for our Beast Control Sect. Just surrender obediently."
Rama laughed arrogantly, held the relic in the palm of his hand, activated the secret method, and the incomparable blazing light of Buddha nature burst out from the relic.
Ancient Sanskrit sounds echoed loudly in all directions.
The relics hung in mid-air, releasing a layer of milky white light that illuminated the entire valley, as if a great sun was blooming.
Then, it jumped up and flew down like a hill, as if it wanted to crush Lin Han alive.
There are many miraculous runes running in the relics, and each rune has the power to destroy the world. Even a strong man in the Nascent Soul realm cannot resist it.
Lin Han also sensed some danger, stretched out his right hand, spread his fingers, and pressed against the relic, bursting out with a dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards.
The relic cracked into thin cracks, and finally exploded with a loud bang.
A blood arrow shot out from Lin Han's fingertips. Lin Han staggered back several meters, and his right index finger was dripping with bright red.
"Haha, Lin Han, you are nothing more than that, can't you even resist my blow?"
Rama laughed wildly, as if he had caught Lin Han's fatal weakness.
The others also shook their heads and sighed.
No one thought of it.
Lin Han will lose to Rama.
After all, Lin Han's record is too monstrous.
"Rama, you are indeed good, but you have forgotten that this is Youzhou, not the territory of your Beast Control Sect."
Lin Han grinned, showing his white teeth, and his eyes had a cold luster.
Then, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, like a falcon soaring ninety thousand miles away. His whole body glowed with endless golden brilliance, like a god made of gold, which he could smash with his fist.
Boom!
The sky is falling apart!
Circles of energy ripples swept across like a tsunami. Lin Han's punch was so domineering that it caused the void to collapse and rocks to penetrate the air, like a golden dragon crossing the sky to suppress Rama.
Rama vomited blood again and flew backwards, his chest was sunken, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.
His face was full of pain and ferocity, and his eyes were filled with unwilling flames.
"Lin Han, if you dare to hurt me, the Beast Control Sect will not let you go."
he roared.
"Beast Control Sect? Who do you think you are? Now that you have been defeated, you still dare to talk to me like this? You are looking for death."
Lin Han sneered and killed again without mercy.
"Stop, Lin Han, if you dare to kill him, aren't you afraid that our Beast Control Sect will retaliate against you?"
A female disciple shouted loudly, her pretty face turning pale.
She saw the shocking punch marks on Rama's chest and felt heartbroken. The man she liked was injured, which made her extremely sad and angry.
"Humph, I don't care who you are, since you want to die, I will help you."
Lin Han smiled.
He originally didn't want to cause trouble, but these disciples of the Beast Control Sect went too far and tried to kill him many times.