Who would have thought that in front of everyone, Lan Linglong's icy eyes slightly condensed: "A vulgar person like you is worthy of joining forces with me?"
"You are just a newly promoted Dao-level disciple, and you really don't know what is good or bad. If you are smart, you should go down the slope and find a way out for yourself."
In front of so many people, Shen Lang's expression suddenly became a little more gloomy after being refuted.
"That's right, you really don't deserve to wait."
Lin Jie's expression darkened, and he cast contemptuous eyes at Shen Lang and Tang Jin again, and then walked straight towards the casual cultivators.
"Everyone retreats, let our leading disciples turn the tide while we recover."
Tang Jin was so angry that his face was as pale as the bottom of a pot and he kept gnashing his teeth.
In an instant, Shen Lang and others retreated towards the edge.
Only a few Dao-level disciples such as Jiwu and Li Jing are still fighting for opportunities for the ancient courtyard and fighting with others.
"Haha, is the leading disciple of the Six Paths Ancient Academy about to take action?
The uncle stepped on dog poop today and was caught by me?
It’s unlucky for you and you’ll die!”
As luck would have it, Lin Jie had just walked out and met a genius who was a casual cultivator.
The man was like a hunter who had been lying dormant in the dark, finally waiting for his prey. His killing intent surged out of his eyes, and he used his Dao Qi to activate the black dragon sword that was as wide as his palm. The sword suddenly boiled, and he slashed at Lin Jie with all his strength.
Down.
"Weak chicken."
Just heard a cold drink.
The next moment, Lin Jie waved his hand and hit the Black Dragon Divine Sword with a wave of energy. The sword and the ancient powerful man were rolled up together and fell to the ground.
"Does he have this strength?"
Tang Jin's proud smile froze in an instant.
On one side, Shen Lang said disdainfully: "It must be cheating. Lin Jie was just a divine transformation realm back then. Even if he becomes a Dao-level disciple and his talent is unparalleled, if he has a second-grade, third-grade is good, how can he defeat a sixth-grade to enter the Tao?"
"It's not parallel import."
Li Jing was fighting with others, but he couldn't help but furrow his brows and let out a cry of surprise.
Genius Zhan Yunshu's eyes widened evilly: "As far as the strength of the Dao Palace is concerned, for a newcomer, he does have some talent, but relying on talent to gain a foothold in this God Transformation Stage is equivalent to wishful thinking."
"What a Lin Jie..."
In the Cangling Ancient Academy camp, Wei Yunfu was blowing his beard and staring.
"Brother Shen, could it be that the elder secretly poured power into Lin Jie and forcibly improved his strength?
But...it doesn’t seem to make sense. With Lan Linglong’s talent alone, it is unlikely that the Elder Hall would appoint Lin Jie as its leading disciple.”
Tang Jin was still confused.
He believed from the bottom of his heart that it was impossible for a newcomer to have the strength of the Dao Palace.
"There must be something fishy in this, but Lin Jie has been provoked. Once he encounters a strong Taoist, he will definitely die. Just wait and see the good show."
Shen Lang looked as usual, as if he had a winning ticket.
"Why are you so strong?"
In full view of everyone, the strong man collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood. When he looked up, he saw Lin Jie's face with determination and a 'weak' attitude, which made the strong casual cultivator unbelievable.
Lin Jie narrowed his eyes with a smile: "You are too weak. You have entered the sixth level of Taoism. It is a miracle that you can survive to this moment. But you said you wanted to kill me before?"
The strong casual cultivator suddenly became excited and forced a smile on his face: "No, misunderstanding."
"I didn't misunderstand that here."
suddenly.
The palm print flashed and hit the strong casual cultivator between the eyebrows in the air.
There was a splash of blood, and the casual cultivator fell to the ground, his blood pupils beating with fear, and he died.
"Huh, just kill a weak casual cultivator."
Zhan Yunshu raised the corners of his mouth coldly and chuckled.
"Tear him apart!"
The two casual cultivators rushed toward Lin Jie like wild beasts with fangs spread wide.
"A group of garbage."
Lin Jie glanced disdainfully, and flashed across his eyes were the casual cultivators who were being killed one after another, and even the strong men of the ancient clan.
In an understatement, seven strong casual cultivators had already arrived, all of them were seventh to eighth-grade Taoist beings.
"Brother Lin, be careful."
On the other side, Ye Mojun, who was dripping with blood, had won four rounds and was almost exhausted. At this moment, he saw everyone surrounding Lin Jie and shouted hurriedly from a distance.
"Leading disciple of the Six Paths Ancient Courtyard, kneel down and lick the upper part of my shoes, haha."
An eighth-level Taoist cultivator came through the air with his Dao pattern rolling like a meat grinder. Immediately, a golden spear stabbed towards Lin Jie as if it had eyes.
"It's only eighth grade, you're too weak."
Lin Jie didn't even want to take action, his eyes flickered with laziness.
"Are you still showing off at this time?
Without Lan Linglong to help you, and without soft food to eat, killing you at the eighth level is like crushing an ant."
Shen Lang clasped his hands behind his back, feeling very unhappy.
The surrounding loose cultivators were all vying to hunt down the leading disciple of the Six Paths Ancient Academy.
Killing a leading disciple is a very honorable thing.
Sui~
The golden spear struck arrogantly, only a foot away from Lin Jie, and the killing power of the spear's light rushed in front of him, crushing Lin Jie to pieces.
"Resist!!"
Outside the Transformation Stage, the genius disciples of the Six Paths Ancient Academy all held their breaths at this moment, clenched their fists, and sweat broke out on their palms.
"Haha, Elder Lin's name is about to be famous all over the world and in the fifth courtyard."
The ancient ‘Gu Guantian’ pinched his beard calmly and looked at the chief elders with a touch of mystery.
"The dignity of the ancient courtyard rests on his shoulders alone."
The expressions of the other chief elders were slightly solemn.
Lin Jie became a Dao-level disciple and was appointed as the leading disciple, all led by Gu Guantian. No elder had ever seen Lin Jie's true strength.
"Come die!!"
The golden gun was tightly suppressed by the eighth-grade Taoist warrior, and the space seemed to be compressed. When the surrounding casual cultivators came to kill him, he wanted to kill Lin Jie with one shot.
"Weak chicken, if you dare to offend me, you will die."
Lin Jie suddenly left an 'afterimage'.
Crack!
The afterimage was killed by the golden gun with lightning speed!
‘Lin Jie’ was broken and killed!
But the strong casual cultivator was stunned, because he found that Lin Jie, who was killed, did not have a trace of blood mist.
On one side, a palm suddenly shot out.
The gazes around him suddenly became horrifying at this moment.
Poof, this strong casual cultivator, who maintained his invincible posture with a golden gun in his hand, was actually beaten to pieces by Void's palm.
"The eighth grade is too weak. If you wait for the seventh grade, aren't you here to die?"
Lin Jie walked out calmly following the palm print, killing an eighth-level Taoist, as if it was not worth mentioning. The breeze was free and aroused an evil gaze, and he swept around the casual cultivators: "I'll give you another chance, get out of here quickly.
Kai, I was also a casual cultivator in the past. I know it’s not easy for you to wait, so don’t come looking for death.”
"Hmph, your physical skills are powerful, but can you withstand our cooperation?"
Each and every casual cultivator had a glaring look, full of viciousness, and continued to kill.
"Can you kill the eighth grade in an instant?
How can this be?"
A strong eighth-level casual cultivator was reduced to a piece of meat. This scene deeply hurt Tang Jin's eyes.
Shen Lang also kept muttering to one side, his expression gradually becoming startled.
Li Jing, Shi Wu, Lu You, Zhan Yunshu and others were also extremely shocked.
If you kill a sixth-grade person, it's a fluke.
But being able to instantly kill an eighth-grade person is definitely not luck.
"Come die."
Lin Jie's face was expressionless. At this moment, he was like a Shura. He flashed indifferently, and unexpectedly, afterimages continued to pass by the individual cultivators. Time and space seemed to have lost their laws and were distorted.
A terrifying scene appeared in an instant.
Puff puff puff, the casual cultivators were knocked away one after another like wooden stakes. After vomiting blood and falling to the ground, they died in a flash.
"Are you waiting for the ancient tribe to come and die?"
Lin Jie suddenly looked down at the few ancient warriors standing in front of him, and his pupils darkened coldly.