The moment Lin Bei turned around, Zhong Wen, who was hundreds of feet away, opened the "True Spirit Eye" without hesitation.
Although many people call him "Lin Lao Mo", the real Lin Bei is quite handsome. He looks more like a middle-aged man in his forties, with black hair, a straight body and no facial features. Too many traces of time.
I go!
Is this still a human being?
Under the gaze of the True Spirit Eye, Zhijiao Zhong Wen was greatly taken aback by the spiritual power in Lin Bei's body, and almost screamed.
If the spiritual power reserves in his and Wuhen Taoist bodies were compared to the vast ocean, this ocean and the other ocean were not the same concept at all.
If Taoist Wuhen is the Arctic Ocean, then the surging spiritual power in Lin Bei's body has almost reached the scale of the Pacific Ocean. The gap between the two sides is more than ten times, which is completely impossible to calculate.
"Fight!"
Knowing that Zhao Kuo could no longer count on him, Bi Zhong's eyes flashed with determination.
He and Taoist Wuhen checked their eyes, and read a hint of tacit understanding in each other's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly opened his long bow and pulled out a snow-white arrow from nowhere in his right hand. He shot it at Lin Bei with lightning speed.
Since the beginning of the war, this is the first time that the master of the Arrow God Palace has used a physical arrow. The power of the arrow can only be described as "earth-shaking". It is conceivable that the power is great.
With the cover of this white arrow, Taoist Wuhen's figure turned into a phantom. The long sword in his hand wielded the infinite power to cut through the world and struck Lin Bei's position from the right.
Another figure also jumped out from the left side at the same time. Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and with the power of a dragon, it hit Old Demon Lin from the left side. Its strength was not inferior to that of Taoist Wuhen.
It was Jiang Xuanlei’s close friend Master Longhu.
These three people are all peerless bosses who stand at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world. They are usually all-powerful and invincible, and rarely meet their opponents.
However, there was no trace of panic on Lin Bei's face. Instead, he showed a hint of evil smile. With a move of his left hand, the Nine-Dragon Breaking Void Spear hit the jade-white arrow shot by Bi Zhong.
"boom!"
The arrow and the spear collided fiercely, causing an earth-shattering loud noise, pushing him back several feet.
bingo!
Bi Zhong was refreshed, but before he could feel happy, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
It turned out that the direction Lin Bei retreated was at the center of the formation. In this way, it seemed that he had deliberately sent the old devil to the Chaos Clock.
How does this make Bi Zhongqing, who was secretly scolding Zhao Kuo for being an enemy not long ago, embarrassed?
The Chaos Clock was right in front of him, and Lin Bei was certainly not polite. He waved his right hand violently, and the magic stick instantly became thicker and hit the surface of the clock body heavily.
"Dang!"
The loud bell rang again, and the sound waves vibrated, sweeping across all directions.
The combination of innate spiritual treasures, world-destroying formations and acquired spiritual treasures was so powerful that even though everyone had been mentally prepared for a long time, they still fell into a short-term sluggish state. Among them, those with weaker cultivation levels were even more powerful. It fell directly from the air and made no more noise.
Seizing this short moment, the Tongtian Shuttle at Lin Bei's feet turned into a golden light and appeared in front of Bi Zhong instantly. The spear in his left hand suddenly thrust out and inserted straight into the chest of the Lord of the Arrow God Palace.
"You...you..." Bi Zhi's eyes widened, there were two bloodshot streaks hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of disbelief.
The light in his eyes gradually faded, and his body hung weakly on the tip of the gun. His right hand moved slightly, as if he wanted to fight back, but in the end it still hung weakly by his side.
Lin Bei succeeded in the attack, and with a slight shake of the spear, Bi Zhong's body was thrown off the tip of the spear. The sky shuttle under his feet once again shone with dazzling light, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
During the process of falling, Bi Zhong's eyes were wide open all the time. When he was dying, he seemed to be unable to believe that one of the leaders of the seven majestic sects could die so easily.
At almost the same moment, Lin Bei appeared in front of Master Longhu on the Tongtian Shuttle. He raised the magic stick in his right hand high, dropped it heavily, and smashed it hard on his head with a sound of cracking the air.
At this time, Master Longhu had recovered from the influence of the bell. Seeing the big stick coming towards his head, he hurriedly raised his arms above his head, trying to resist the powerful blow.
"Crack!"
The Houtian Lingbao was waved in the hands of the peerless old demon, and the power was unbelievable. As soon as the magic stick came into contact with both arms, Master Longhu's face instantly turned pale, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking from his body. Obviously, The injury was serious.
Lin Bei's left-hand Nine-Dragon Void-Breaking Spear followed with a thrust. His movements were smooth and fluid, as fast as lightning, and he stabbed into Master Longhu's heart without any hesitation.
The eyes of Master Longhu, who was so lively just a moment ago, instantly lost their luster, and his body fell down weakly. There was no breath of life between his mouth and nose.
I don't know what kind of mysterious power is hidden in this Nine Dragons Void-Breaking Spear. Anyone who is stabbed by it, no matter how cultivated it is, will be killed in one blow, leaving no room for a dying struggle.
Master Longhu, a generation of casual cultivators who had dominated the cultivation world for more than two hundred years, and whose reputation and strength were not inferior to those of the heads of the seven sects, was killed by Lao Mo Lin's three moves.
"damn it!"
When Taoist Wuhen saw two powerful teammates being killed one after another, he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and was filled with shock and anger. He raised the long sword in his hand high, and the surrounding spiritual powers seemed to have been summoned, and they all gathered towards the sword in his hand, one after another. Endlessly.
At this moment, he finally had no reservations anymore, and planned to use the ultimate move that even he had difficulty controlling at the cost of burning his life span.
However, just as he was getting ready to attack, the golden light of the Tongtian Shuttle at Lin Bei's feet shone, and instead of attacking Taoist Wuhen, he rushed back to the Chaos Clock in an instant.
"Dang!"
Immediately afterwards, under the astonished gaze of Taoist Wuhen, the old devil waved the magic stick again and knocked the innate spiritual treasure beside him.
Under the interference of the bell, Taoist Wuhen, who had almost finished accumulating power, felt his whole body stiffen, and most of the spiritual power he had finally absorbed was immediately dissipated.
His chest felt as if he had been hit hard, and he felt so upset that he felt like vomiting.
This feeling is like a balloon that is about to be filled and is suddenly punctured with an awl. The air in the balloon quickly dries up.
Even though he had strong cultivation and tenacious will, under the influence of the innate spiritual treasure, he still fell into a short-term stiffness.
Lin Bei's combat experience was so rich that he would not miss such a good opportunity.
As the fastest acquired spiritual treasure, Tongtian Shuoduan is well-deserved. He jumped in front of Taoist Wuhen in an instant, without leaving him any time to react.
Lin Bei repeated his old trick. The magic stick made a "swish" sound in his hand and hit the opponent's head hard.
Taoist Wuhen, who was in a frozen state, had no choice but to watch helplessly as the big stick hit him on the head, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Ding!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out of the slanting thorn, and stood firmly and decisively in front of Taoist Wuhen. He actually took Lin Bei's unrivaled powerful stick with his flesh and blood body.
I saw that this person had a Chinese character face, a shaved head, thick black eyebrows, and a solemn expression. He was wearing dark red coarse cloth clothes, and his body was covered with mysterious spiritual lines, and each one was actually shining with red. Colorful light of orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.
"Damn it, Spiritual Pattern Body Refining Technique!"
Seeing the spiritual lines on this man's body clearly, Zhong Wen from a distance was horrified and couldn't help blurting out.
