Seeing the thunder in the sky, Lin Zichen narrowed his eyes slightly. He had heard that Yin Ping could trigger thunder formations when he first joined the Jinfeng Group, but when he saw it today, it was as powerful as they said.
However, there was no trace of fear on Lin Zichen's face. You must know that once a warrior enters the realm of heaven, no matter how great the danger is, it is difficult to be killed. What's more, Lin Zichen has already entered the realm of heaven.
In the middle period, he has already cultivated his strength in the Heavenly Realm to a more solid level.
No matter how powerful the Thunder Formation was, it was set up by Yin Ping, a warrior in the Mortal Transformation Realm, so he would naturally not take it seriously.
This also confirms what grandpa said at the time, that mysticism and martial arts are not two parallel lines at all. There is too much anxiety between them.
Some warriors have reached a bottleneck and are unwilling to spend their whole life in continuing to practice martial arts, and turn to mysticism. Among them, there are many who have achieved success in mysticism, and some have even achieved the level of a great mystic master.
But even so, people with deeper cultivation in martial arts still have an advantage. Even the most exquisite formations, if controlled by a higher-level warrior, will undoubtedly be more powerful and can fight against higher-level opponents.
But now Yin Ping and Lin Zichen are obviously not on the same line at all. Just talking about the early and middle stages of transformation, there is an insurmountable gap between the two small realms, not to mention the gap between transformation and heavenly beings?
Following Yin Ping's formation technique, all the thunders were shot towards Lin Zichen's position, and Lin Zichen's rapid dodge made these thunders unharmed to him.
But as the thunder struck the ground, the thunder and lightning did not disappear into the space because of the end of the explosion. Instead, they left behind a series of sky pillars, from top to bottom, connecting the sky and the earth!
Lin Zichen frowned suddenly, this was the Thunder Array, the thunder was like sharp arrows, and the arrows pierced the heart. Sure enough, the power of the thunder array was not comparable to that of Wuji.
Of course, the five poles refer to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, not the five poles rune array. The five poles rune array created by Daoxuan Tianzun is all-encompassing. If it is refined, it can control all elements in mysticism, even including
Ice, wind, thunder and poison besides metal, wood, water, fire and earth!
Looking at the pillars of lightning and fire left by the thunder and lightning around him, Lin Zichen sneered: "The thunder formation is really good, but... Yin Ping, it's hard to control me with this formation of yours!"
"Hahaha, I, Yin Ping, am lucky enough to be able to fight against Mr. Lin, so let's give it a try!"
Yin Ping laughed loudly and shook his arms again, only to hear the thunder grow louder and louder, and thousands of thunder and lightning shot down from the sky.
Boom...boom...click...
Thunder struck down one after another, and the trees on the ground were split in half from the top. Some grass and trees were ignited by lightning, and the forest immediately became a sea of fire.
The fire during the day may not be as majestic as at night, but from a distance, the white smoke is billowing and the fog is clear.
Lin Zichen dodged extremely quickly while controlling the Xiaoyao Compass. All the golden light emitted by the compass shot towards the pillar of lightning and fire.
The pillar of electric light and fire looked extremely powerful, but when it came into contact with the golden light, it was divided into two parts and broke apart. Then, as if the support of heaven and earth was missing, the light body dissipated.
Seeing this, Yin Ping suddenly frowned, and immediately triggered the thunder again, and the thunder formation returned to its previous size.
However, the compass in Lin Zichen's hand has attracted Yin Ping's attention. He secretly thought that the magic weapon should be used by Mr. Lin to break the formation. If he breaks the magic weapon, my thunder formation will definitely kill him!
"Jia Rong, there's something weird about Mr. Lin's compass, destroy it!"
After Yin Ping finished speaking, Chen Jiarong was filled with displeasure. Although the two were now in the same camp, and Yin Ping's Thunder Formation had indeed relieved him of his previous embarrassment, he still found it difficult to accept the tone of Yin Ping's order.
After all, he is the top disciple of Fanhua Sect, how can he tolerate orders from others?
Moreover, when he saw that Yin Ping's Thunder Formation was so powerful that even his own Earth Lock Sha was no match for him, Chen Jiarong felt even more unbalanced, so when he heard Yin Ping's words, he was even distracted for a moment and ignored them.
"Hurry, hurry, Jiarong, success or failure depends on this, otherwise we will all die here today!"
After hearing these words, Chen Jiarong came back to his senses: "Oh...oh oh."
Immediately, Chen Jiarong suddenly released his true energy to attack Xiaoyao Compass. However, Xiaoyao Compass was made by Lin Zichen himself. How could it be an ordinary magical weapon?
The golden light released during the rotation made it almost impossible for Chen Jiarong's true energy to get close. When he was more than ten meters away, he was directly hit by the golden light and dissipated in the space.
"Disuo Sha, hurry up, only Disuo Sha can trap that compass!"
Chen Jiarong nodded quickly. At this time, he also realized the danger. He no longer took into account the issue of face, and once again deployed the Earth-locking magic circle. But this time, his opponent was not Lin Zichen, but Lin Zichen's magic weapon compass!
The mysterious chain that was close to the ground appeared again, and rushed upward for a moment, directly blocking the Xiaoyao Compass. For a while, the compass could only release golden light within the Earth Lock Sha, but could not break out of this range.
Previously, Lin Zichen controlled the compass with all his strength and was able to break the Earth Lock Array. However, at this time, Yin Ping's thunder formation had not stopped yet. Lin Zichen had to at least dodge the thunder attack and had no time to take care of the compass. The compass was in the Earth Lock
The evil spirit released golden light crazily, but could not get out of the formation.
Lin Zichen nodded secretly, haha, if Chen Jiarong is considered outstanding among ordinary people, but compared with Yin Ping, he is just mediocre.
In this battle, Yin Ping was not only responsible for the main attack of the Thunder Formation, but also the decider between the two. No wonder the Red Fire Regiment was so strong that the Jinfeng Regiment was about to be disbanded. Yin Ping was not only a strong man in the mystic arts
, and also has such strong leadership.
"Haha, Mr. Lin, that magical weapon is useless. Let me see how you can resist my thunder formation!"
As Yin Ping spoke, he triggered several thunderbolts, which shot to the ground for a moment. There were continuous explosions, grass and trees flew everywhere, and the dust made the entire forest blurry again.
Lin Zichen jumped up, took a few steps in the air, stepped on the tree trunk, turned around and reached a few meters away, and then, a thunder struck, and the tree trunk was directly broken and fell to the ground.
Yin Ping smiled and drew the thunder to shoot again.
However, Lin Zichen made space and flicked his sleeves, and his true energy surged out like a flood. In the space, it seemed like a powerful surge, rushing towards the location of the thunder formation.
Suddenly, Lin Zichen stood in the air with his eyes closed, chanting the formation formula, making seals with one hand, and saw lines of true energy from his fingertips shooting towards the thunder formation. Soon, a layer of true energy larger than the thunder formation was formed.
"This..." Yin Ping's eyes widened and he didn't know what happened for a moment, but seeing Lin Zichen's calmness and calmness, and the gentle and powerful energy he released, he knew that this was definitely not casual.
The attack is so simple.
Soon, the zhenqi shot by Lin Zichen formed a huge network formation. Yin Ping was shocked when he saw this, and immediately made a secret to draw thunder, but he found that for some reason, no thunder appeared again.
After trying again and again, he looked around and found that there was so much fog around him that he could no longer see Lin Zichen, let alone Chen Jiarong.
Yin Ping has been practicing Xuan for nearly twenty years. Of course, Yin Ping understands what happened. He actually fell into the opponent's magic circle.
"I can't believe that Mr. Lin also knows mystical arts. This magic circle..."
Yin Ping opened his eyes wide and saw a bolt of thunder suddenly appeared and shot toward him rapidly. He jumped away to dodge, and the thunder hit the ground, making the whole earth tremble.
"This... damn, you can actually control my thunder!"
Seeing that Yin Ping had entered the Senluo Magic Formation, Lin Zichen smiled faintly: "Although the Thunder Formation is strong, I don't need to break it at all. The power of the Senluo Magic Formation can completely use the Thunder Formation to injure Yin Ping!"
Seeing Yin Ping looking confused in a space, Chen Jiarong immediately realized what was happening. His eyes widened: "Humph, I didn't expect you to be able to control the magic circle!"
Lin Zichen glared angrily: "He will die behind you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zichen stepped out of the air and rushed towards Chen Jiarong.
Chen Jiarong was engrossed in fighting Xiaoyao Compass at this time and had no time to react. Until Lin Zichen got close, he could only give up the ground lock and flew backwards to dodge like crazy.
However, there was a huge difference in speed between the two. Chen Jiarong could not avoid Lin Zichen's approach. Lin Zichen suddenly struck out with a palm. Before the palm could reach him, the wind of the palm blasted Chen Jiarong more than ten meters away.
boom!
There was an explosion, and Chen Jiarong's clothes on his chest were completely blown to pieces, exposing his flesh and blood, and his mouth and nose were bleeding profusely.
The moment he fell heavily to the ground, he supported the ground with one hand and struggled to sit up. He understood that it was impossible to escape now. He originally placed his hope in Yin Ping, but he was still trapped in the formation...
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of clothes, and Yin Ping appeared again.
Lin Zichen was stunned, what? Breaking the Senluo Formation? Haha, Yin Ping's strength is beyond my imagination!
However, what surprised Lin Zichen and Chen Jiarong at the same time was that Yin Ping did not rush to Lin Zichen to rescue Chen Jiarong. Instead, he glanced at Lin Zichen in a panic and flew away in another direction.
Lin Zichen watched Yin Ping disappear attentively, and did not chase him. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Chen Jiarong.
"Your friend has run away, do you think you can still be alive today?"
Chen Jiarong was stunned. He didn't expect that Yin Ping actually escaped in the end...
"Master Lin, I..." Chen Jiarong gritted his teeth, as if what he wanted to say was very difficult to say, but in the face of death, perhaps no one would not give in, "I surrender."
"Submit?" Lin Zichen slowly shook his head and chuckled, "Chen Jiarong, do you think I fight you just for the word "submit"?"
Hearing this, Chen Jiarong suddenly raised his head: "Well? What do you want? Mr. Lin, there may be some misunderstandings between us, but now I admit that I was wrong. From now on, Long Aoxue and I will have nothing to do with each other. I will not
Appear in front of you again."
"Haha, it's too late!"
"It's too late...it's too late..." Chen Jiarong muttered these words silently, the fear in his mind had reached its limit, and he had obviously thought of what would happen.
"I warned you last time, but instead of listening to the advice, you brought Yin Ping to kill me. Moreover, you injured Huo Qing and Long Aoxue earlier. You wanted to kill me and hurt the people around me. Chen Jiarong, you
The sin...will not be forgiven!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold qi dagger suddenly formed in the palm of Lin Zichen's hand, and with a flick of his hand, the dagger pierced Chen Jiarong's chest directly.
Chen Jiarong's eyes widened and he didn't get any chance to speak. A stream of dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he immediately stopped moving...