Not to mention Nezha's regret, Lei Zhenzi has never suffered a loss.
He just ate two immortal apricots.
These days, with the help of wind and thunder wings and a golden stick, he has made great achievements.
Because he comes and goes like lightning and his attacks are fierce, even if he encounters a powerful expert who cannot be beaten, he can often escape unscathed.
Therefore, confidence has also been cultivated day by day.
According to his idea, even if he encountered Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Divine Pearl, he would not be able to kill him. He could just flap his wings and escape beyond Jiuxiaoyun. He could attack if he advanced and escape if he retreated.
As one of the hundred sons of King Wen, although he was an adopted son, he was very aware. He was not afraid at all when he saw the miserable state of Yang Jian and Nezha, especially Huang Tianhua.
It turned into golden lightning, and was struck down with a stick in the strong wind. .
Yeah... ugh.
The stick is as powerful as a mountain.
"The stick is very stupid, and has a bit of charm like a monkey, but unfortunately, it is a brainless person."
Yang Lin rushed forward wildly, without escaping to the ground, flying into the sky, or controlling the golden light. He just relied on his physical body to step on the ground, causing holes and smoke to billow everywhere in Xiqi City.
Just for a moment, he opened his eyebrows and saw it.
Some people use the art of forming steel with their fingers, some use the art of the heavenly net and the earth's net, and some use the art of the vast sea to seal the five elements, lock the yin and yang, and surround this space with water.
If you use magic at this time, you will definitely run into the trap of those golden immortal masters.
Instead, they fought hard and attacked head-on, and no one could stop them.
After all, Yang Jian and Nezha, the ceiling leaders of physical martial arts, have been beaten to a pulp by themselves.
These magicians were choked by the silver light of their minds, and the spells were not applied to them. Unless they used treasures to bombard them, they were not afraid of ordinary attacks.
It's not that the master is better than the apprentice.
Is there any specialization in the art industry?
Lei Zhenzi hit him with a stick.
Yang Lin didn't even look back. With a flick of his robe sleeves, a Wu hook cut through the air and void like a crescent moon, and it had already struck Lei Zhenzi's head.
This treasure was taken from Mu Zha and used with Yang Lin's extremely pure Golden Immortal magic power. It was no worse than Master Pu Xian's personal activation.
Lei Zhenzi hit him halfway with the stick, his neck felt slightly cold.
He only had time to turn his head, and half of his body and wings had already been chopped off.
Only half of the body, including the intestines and stomach, fell to the ground with a clatter.
Howling incessantly.
In fact, this fierce man who was personally trained by Yun Zhongzi and could become a saint physically in the future could not resist the powerful magic weapon.
In Yang Lin's estimation, his physical body should not be as powerful as Yang Jian.
Facing the innate spiritual treasure Wu Gou, he was vulnerable.
Compared to Yang Jian who was injured and Master Yuding came forward to rescue him, Lei Zhenzi's master Yun Zhongzi didn't come and was just struggling for his life on the ground. It was very miserable and no one paid attention to him.
Of course, it's not that everyone is cruel, but it's an emergency and no one has time.
Fortunately, Yang Lin was in a hurry to leave and had no chance to land another blow. He was able to turn his head away, but was seriously injured and did not die immediately. He was much stronger than Huang Tianhua.
Therefore, time also determines destiny.
Sometimes, good luck is really a powerful force.
Amidst the turbulent smoke and dust, the ground moved, and a skinny middle-aged Taoist priest emerged from the soil. He stretched out his hand and saw a shining golden rope. As soon as he made a move, it turned into wind and cloud, and was locked to Yang Lin with a bang.
This man appeared very cleverly. He was half a step ahead and appeared ten feet in front of Yang Lin.
From the moment the Immortal Binding Rope was released to the moment it tied the person, there was no chance for anyone to react.
When the golden light touches the body, it turns into rules and magical powers, tightening inward, blocking the operation of magical powers...
There were whispers of surprise all around.
There was a short Taoist wearing a purple-striped fairy robe. The mirror light in his hand moved slightly, and a white light shone on Yang Lin's body, which was tied to death with the fairy rope.
Red light governs life, white light governs death.
It's called the Yin-Yang Mirror, but it's actually the mysterious light of life and death.
When this death light shines, even the Golden Immortal will die without rebirth.
Unless you dodge first.
Of course, Yang Lin was tied up now and couldn't use his magic power. He couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
Just seeing it will make you lose your mind.
There were even smiles on the faces of Chi Jing and Qi Liusun.
Suddenly, Taoist Ran Deng shouted angrily: "Be careful, the golden cicada escapes from its shell, that is a way to die."
The sound of drinking reached my ears.
Everyone saw that the young man who was bound by the immortal rope and illuminated by the death light turned into pieces of paper and dust, flying in the wind. In the distance, the nine dragons were swirling, and the moral heavenly king had been fixed. soul.
The Seven Birds Fan in his hand only produced half of the wind and fire.
His body was unable to move.
A flash of silver light had already struck his neck.
"So brave."
The world is turned upside down.
A dim light shone in the city, and when everyone was in a daze, they felt that the world was turned upside down and the world turned into a netherworld.
At the same time, a ruler fell down from the sky and covered the earth with a crash.
Boom...
Yang Lin's body was covered with golden flames, and he was beaten into a white mist.
Scraps of paper again.
"It's better to borrow objects to represent the form, be careful to change things, and chase after..."
Ran Deng Taoist used the Qiankun Ruler, accidentally hit the passenger car, and used a stand-in. He couldn't help but blush.
who is he?
He is one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace.
He actually knew that the other party would do this, but he was still deceived.
This is really unreasonable.
At that moment, his eyes were red with anger and he rushed out in pursuit.
Behind him, a large number of golden immortals with red eyes chased him.
This time it was really embarrassing.
There were so many masters who were all disciples of the saint, yet a young man snatched away the Seven Arrows Book right in front of their eyes.
He also killed and injured some third-generation disciples.
What is intolerable is unbearable.
"Don't worry, he can't escape."
On the top of the mountain, a red-robed Taoist with a fishtail crown sneered.
On a whim, Taoist Lu Ya discovered that his arrow book had been stolen. It was impossible for him not to discover it. He knew it first, and he transformed into a rainbow light before he arrived at the business camp and stood outside the camp.
In the business camp, there are still two heavenly kings who have set up a formation to guard Zhao Gongming. They will not be able to get through for a while. However, as long as they guard the passage, the young man will have to pass through if he wants to rescue Zhao Gongming with the arrow book.
It is really the last resort to be led by the enemy.
Taoist Lu Ya will not look down on anyone.
He admired the principle of using all his strength to fight a lion against a rabbit. At this time, he had already taken out the purple gourd, with a fierce glint in his eyes.
As soon as he saw Yang Lin's figure emerging from the golden light, he chuckled, pointed at the gourd, and shouted: "Please turn around, baby."
The gourd lid popped open, and a ray of light appeared in mid-air, more than three feet high; an object appeared on it, seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes; two white lights shot out of its eyes, nailing Yang Lin Yuanshen, and the flying knife appeared, Emit a blinding light...
It will fall down with one slash.
No one in the world can stop this attack.
Yang Lin, of course, can't either.
Even, being frozen by this white light, he couldn't use the method of borrowing things to die, and it was as if his magic power didn't exist.
However, from the very beginning, Taoist Lu Ya was plotting against this sun essence fire, the innate power of the sun.
He had imagined thousands of times how to deal with such a situation.
Not to mention Lu Ya's quasi-sage level cultivation, which made him absolutely invincible, but to mention that the two white lights inside this gourd were actually transformed by the avatar soul of Donghuang Taiyi.
After his death, he left behind to protect the younger generation.
After thousands of years, its power remains undiminished.
That was a powerful figure who astonished an era, and of course Yang Lin couldn't resist him.
However, he doesn't need to block it.
In the white light, with a flick of the finger, a copper coin with a square hole sprouted wings and began to fly.
"With a small amount of money, you can enjoy a good life and drink hot food. It all depends on your fate."
Yang Lin was already preparing to call for martial arts orders and withdraw from the world of gods.
If the treasure money cannot fall into the Immortal Killing Gourd, then he will directly return to the world of the Republic of China at the last moment.
No chance or magic weapon is as important as your own life.
If the opportunity is gone, you can look for it again. If your life is gone, you can't revive it.
fortunately.
The copper coin with wings never let him down.
Money can connect to the gods, money can connect to the sky, it can break the way of heaven, and it can lead to the great road...
As long as the price is enough, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it can be traded for it.
As the fallen treasure money flew up without any power, the immortal-killing flying knife and the three-foot soul shot out of the gourd suddenly fell down like a plane that had lost power and landed in Yang Lin's hand.
Thirty million martial arts points were quietly taken away, but Yang Lin didn't feel the slightest bit distressed.
"succeed."
Of course he couldn't conquer Donghuang Taiyi's heretic clone Yuanshen. The essence of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was to be suppressed by the power of the powerful Yuanshen, and the flying knife could break the spell.
To put it bluntly, it means using force to suppress others.
Even if Yang Lin got it, he still wouldn't get the approval of this immortal-killing flying knife.
Because this treasure is essentially Taoist Lu Ya's uncle.
It's useless no matter how much you try to build relationships.
Useless is useless.
Just don't let the enemy use it.
Just block it for a short time.
Yang Lin was satisfied.
"Perform martial arts orders, extract the power of the innate sun, and elevate the cave sky."
At this time, it is necessary to perform martial arts.
It's easy to pluck the geese's feathers.
His strength level is not high enough for Donghuang Taiyi's Yuan Shen to conquer him, but it is still possible to extract the power of the sun's true flame contained in the Yuan Shen.
The power of the innate sun, like threads, suddenly poured into Yang Lin's Five Elements Cave.
In the blink of an eye, the cave sky rumbled and expanded, and a scorching sun appeared in mid-air. The vitality in the sky and the earth was ten times and a hundred times greater.
The cave that was originally five hundred miles in size has become five thousand miles in just the breath.
In his movements, he circulates the power of the cave and uses magic to perform actions. His strength is more than ten times more powerful.
Extracting power from the martial arts order only takes an instant.
Taoist Lu Ya was at a loss for a moment after the treasure was taken away.
He had never imagined that the top-grade innate spirit treasure that he was so powerful in would have such a malfunction.
I was stunned on the spot.
When Ran Deng and the Twelve Golden Immortals arrived behind him, twenty-four bright moons were already rising in front of them.
As Yang Lin approaches the God of Wealth, the soul that was taken away by Jiang Ziya in the Seven Arrows book returns to Zhao Gongming's body.
This outer sect disciple of Jie Jiao has regained his will, and his eyes are filled with murderous intent.
"Okay, Lu Ya, Jiang Ziya, take your life."
The twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads were beaten indiscriminately, causing Taoist Lu Ya to hold his head and run away. Even half of the Sun Rainbow Escape Technique was knocked off, and he was beaten to the point where he had a bump on the top of his head and vomited three liters of blood.
As for the Twelve Golden Immortal Guangchengzi and others, they were beaten so hard by the Dinghai Divine Pearl that they were shaken, their bodies split open, and they fled back to Xiqi while vomiting blood.
Faced with Zhao Gongming's outburst, even Taoist Lu Ya and Taoist Ran Deng had to retreat. How could they dare to confront him head-on?
Yang Lin chuckled, and followed Zhao Gongming to the gate of Xiqi City. He watched the opponent set up an apricot-yellow flag, turned the three-light divine water formation, and hid completely. Then he returned to the business camp Shiran, and what he saw was Wen Taishi's old face burst into laughter.
This battle was a complete victory.
