Chapter 649: Battle of the Immortals

At this moment, dozens of high-ranking human beings are staring at Lin Lang, as if they might be shot in the next moment.
"It's really an arrogant guy. Can't you think that defeating a nine-weave immortal of a true Wuzong can be sure to face all of us?"
A cold voice came from the crowd.
"Let me kill him. Zheng Wushuang died in his hands. Why do we need to talk about Luoxia Valley?" A charming voice came from the side of Luoxia Valley, and then a shadow came out of the crowd.
"It was Miss Qin." Lin Lang looked at Qin Ya with a smile, and said with a smile, "I have never been a fragrant and jealous person. I accidentally killed you or chopped off half of your body, I am afraid I will have hate for half my life."
Qin Ya heard his speech blankly, and immediately reacted, her silver teeth biting. It's such an occasion, this still has a heart to tease him.
Afterwards, Lin Lang's eyes fell on several other people one after another: "Pei Jun, my men are defeated, and I dared not appear in front of me. Why, now I want to rely on your Yunlang Palace people to come and pinch me? "
Lin Lang gave Pei Jun a light glance.
"When did Brother Pei Jun lose to Lin Youye?" The crowd had been outside the Meteor Sword Abyss, and did not know the battle in Jianzhanshan. They looked at Pei Jun one by one, looking at the ugly face of the latter. Knowing that Lin Youye should not lie.
"Well, the Sword Sect has also come to the sword repair, repair is not weak, but unfortunately there are few powerful masters with swords." Lin Lang shook his head, showing a touch of disappointment.
Lin Lang said a few words, almost all the Tianzong present were damaged, but most of these people stared at Lin Lang indifferently, without any expression of anger.
In front of him was just a dying man, like a dying clown, every move was so ridiculous.
However, I have to say that under such a situation of enemies, Lin Youye can still be so calm, but it is also a kind of courage.
"There is also wind and lightning, Mao Huacan, but we are old acquaintances. Presumably this should be Su Shi, the contemporary leader of wind and lightning." Lin Lang turned his head and looked at the location of the wind and lightning congregation.
In the middle of the crowd, a three-footed toad alien beast was sitting at the moment with an old commoner, with a sharp eyebrow, as if the thunder was condensed between the eyebrows, looking very serious.
The three-footed toad is also quite extraordinary. It has the blood of an ancient three-eyed toad, which is much more powerful than the ordinary immortal human immortal.
Feng Leijiao is the only one who can qualify for this mount, probably only their contemporary founder Su Shi.
"Presumptuous! You can call the name of the lord of God!" Feng Lei taught everyone to yell immediately, and their faces were full of anger.
"Lin Youye, you are too presumptuous. You can be offended by the Lord Master! Today, the elders have shot for everyone, suppressing your arrogant thief."
Mao Huacan took a step forward, his body was blooming, the spiritual power around him was surging, and the cultivation of the peak immortal was undoubtedly revealed.
"I just want to find your wind and thunder to teach you the general ledger. Did you take the initiative to kill me or kill me?" Lin Lang chuckled.
The wind and thunder taught everyone to be angry, and one by one could no longer suppress the anger and rushed forward. They came to kill Lin Youye, how could they care if they were fighting alone.
"Come here!"
Lin Lang's eyes suddenly became sharper, and he took the Qingjian in his hand, and met the wind and thunder to teach everyone.
The lightning flashed, and a big war broke out in an instant.
Feng Lei teaches everyone to cultivate that there is no weak one, and the worst one reaches the level of Jiuwen Renxian. Counted as Mao Huacan, there are also two or three peak human immortals, and there is also a Taoist immortal who is not far from the distance. .
Almost for the first time, Lin Lang was flew out by a huge tremor, and knocked down a mountain peak.
"Such a weak Xiuwei dare not speak out." Mao Huacan stared at the mountain indifferently, and could not help showing a hint of contempt.
In fact, with the current strength of Lin Lang, he can defeat the immortal who entered the nine patterns first, and at the very least, he can only compete with the top immortal.
But it wasn't just a pinnacle of immortals in front of them, Lin Lang couldn't stop them.
"Want to continue pretending to die?" Mao Huacan saw Lin Lang not appearing for a long time, sneered, and stomped over the mountain.
"Wind Thunder Palm!"
Mao Huacan sang softly, the thunder in his palm was rolling, as if brewing a thunder world. Between Xu Yan, Mao Huacan's palm print.
At this moment, hundreds of meters of mountain peaks came crashing down, countless gravels rolled down, leaving a ruin on the ground.
"Don't you come out yet? I see how long you can be a turtle." Mao Huacan sneered, and there was wind and thunder again in the palm of his hand, brewing the power of destruction was about to make another move.
at this time.
The gravel broke apart, and a stream of light rushed out of the ruins, quickly colliding with Mao Huacan, and the invisible strength spread in a ripple shape.
The two figures flew backwards at the same time.
Mao Huacan was retreated dozens of times by Yu Weizhen. Although he was not injured, he still stared at the red palm, exposing a strange color.
The moment before, Lin Lang couldn't stop his random move, and the next moment, his full palm was turned back.
Really incredible!
Looking at the other side, Lin Lang's figure stabilized. Although his clothes were torn and ragged, his eyes were sharp and full of high spirits.
"It turned out to be a mystery breakthrough. No wonder he could stop me." Mao Huacan stared at Lin Lang deeply, but he quickly shook his head: "The realm is not stable yet. The response's spiritual power reserve is at most equivalent to the cultivation of Wuwen Renxian. "
He naturally saw that the fluctuations revealed by the latter were no longer four-printed immortals, but crossed the realm of five-printed immortals and directly elevated to the level of six-printed immortals.
However, the realm is futile, and his strength can only play to the extent of the five-printed fairy.
"It's enough to chop you."
Lin Lang smiled a little. As early as when condensing the gravitational path, he facilitated the use of secret methods to elevate the realm to this level. As long as he fixed the practice for a small amount of time, it would not be impossible to directly improve his strength to the Six-Stripe Immortal.
But he just didn't have that time.
The Meteor Sword Abyss has become the battlefield of the two powerful men. Under the Dao battle, the rules are chaotic, and his physical body cannot hold the explosive energy to vent. Even if you bite your head, you must step out of the meteoric sword abyss.
Now he is just forcing the secret method to temporarily elevate his realm, and the spiritual power in his body has not changed qualitatively.
After time passes, it will naturally be returned to its original shape.
"court death!"
Mao Huacan sighed coldly, rushed to Lin Lang in an instant, and fiercely battled together again. In dozens of moves, there was no victory or defeat. The rest of the people of Fengleijiao are naturally impossible to watch and join the battlefield one after another.
You should know that Lin Youye can defeat the Jiuwen Immortal when the four-printed immortal, and now crosses two levels, I am afraid that Mao Huacan is more difficult to cope with.
The joining of several immortals immediately caused Lin Lang to fall into a fight again. Lin Lang repelled a peak human immortal with a single palm, Mao Huacan and others rushed up, and the fierce thunderstorm drowned Lin Lang instantly.
"Magic ice!"
Lin Lang lifted his feet and looked down. Within ten feet in diameter, a thick cold shroud covered the air, causing tiny ice crystals to form in the air. Even though it was almost dusk, it still looked dazzling.
The thunder thundered all over the cold, as if the time scale had doubled slowly, and the speed of the thunder and lightning roared down by more than half.
The attack power is also greatly reduced, and a small amount of Thunder fell on Lin Lang.
"This is ... the power of the field!"
The crowd in the distance did not know who exclaimed. Countless eyes gathered in the past, and his face changed slightly.
The power of the field, only the defensive superpower above the holy product, can be excited at a very low probability. Once it appears, all external attacks in this field will be greatly reduced.
This is a power beyond the control of the earth fairy.
"It is said that only defensive magical powers above the holy product can touch the edge of the realm. The degree of understanding of the magical powers is very different, and the chances of stimulating the realm are also very different." Qin Yafeng stared at Lin Lang closely, setting off a terrible storm.
Even the Wind Thunder leader who sat on the three-footed toad suddenly stood up and looked extremely dignified. The holy goods and magical powers have never appeared in the entire Kunxu world.
"No wonder he didn't take the 7th finger of Mochizuki seriously and put it up for auction. It turned out that he still has such a supernatural power in his body."
Su Man's eyes flickered. After a long time, I sat back on the three-footed toad again, and flashed a greedy, vulgar murmur in his eyes: "The lord of the gods wants to see how much surprise you can give me."
In the case that there was only one dixian at the scene, the more cards he had on Lin Youye, it meant that the greater his final gain.
Compared with the people watching the battle, Lin Lang, the party involved, was also staggered for a while. The fantasy iceland is indeed a domain-like magical power recorded in the Jiuxiaoxian Code, but the initial state is an illusion mirror.
Based on his current practice, the chance of trying to inspire the magic ice field is about 1 in 10,000. Even he himself didn't expect that the accidental hits caused the ice ice field.
"Since the magic ice field has been stimulated, I should arrange it for you." Lin Lang licked his lips, held up the magic ice field, hit a golden elephant in his hand, and rushed into the crowd.
Feng Lei taught several pinnacles to shoot with all their strength. Lei Fa was so towering. Even with the magic ice field weakening a lot of power, countless attacks still blew a blood mist on Lin Lang.
"Golden Elephant Boxing, fourth style!"
Lin Lang roared loudly, and the figure of the giant wild elephant came behind him, and he was in one place with him, and instantly lifted the golden gods in the sky to light up the sky.
His fist was full of wild power, brewing a breath of terrible horror. Lin Lang stepped out, the golden fist charged behind him for a moment, and slammed forward.
Jinxiangquan fourth style.
It burst out at the moment!
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