Chapter 1863: Lin Canghen?

Fighting against existences like weirdos is already extremely dangerous, not to mention hesitating and hesitating a bit.
Some of the results that Lexus had just achieved were instantly twisted by the strange man. He had clamped the strange man's neck with his legs and twisted to break free.
But the weird man took care of himself and hit his abdomen with a punch from one side.
The bitter bile suddenly overflowed, and the bitterness made Ling Zhi's throat convulsed.
However, Lexus's eyes became more complicated.
"Brother Lin?"
Ling Zhi muttered and couldn't help but yell.
The black mist on the strange man's face was blown away, and some faint dark purple patches, similar to corpses, appeared on his face.
His eyes were and bloody, and they didn't look sane.
There are several corpse spots on his face.
But even so, when seeing him, it still makes people feel wise out of thin air.
And this face is really no different from Lin Canghen.
But how is this possible?
Lin Canghen was only the first prime minister of Xuanzhou Daqin, who died at the hands of evil.
The weird person in front of him was born after the death of the ancestral holy realm. How could the two have the slightest connection?
Regarding Lexus's cry, the weirdo didn't change anything, he just took care of himself and attacked Lexus.
"Just the same face?" Ling Zhi suppressed his mind forcibly, took a deep breath, and threw his fist against the weirdo.
The roar was endless, the corners of Lexus's mouth kept overflowing with blood, and his wrists were deformed and twisted, but they never burst open.
After Xuanhuang's immortal body became complete, he could use pure physical power to confront the weird person.
"Regardless of whether you have a relationship with Brother Lin, but now the soul controlling this body must not be Brother Lin. Destroy you first." Ling Zhi quickly made up his mind and hit a fake punch, as if he was going to fight hard. Xiang Weiren dissipated his whole body power at the last moment.
After going back and forth, he was finally able to break free from the strange man's hands. He took off, tapped his toe from the wall, and landed safely.
The black mist dissipated completely, and the body of the strange man was also completely exposed.
This made the weirdo very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help letting out low roars.
A sense of crisis emerged in Ling Zhi's heart.
The weird man wore armor on his upper body, but just plain trousers on his lower body. The trousers were plump and seemingly light, but after such a long time, there was no damage, and it must be a good thing.
However, what really shocked Lexus was a golden spear that slowly appeared in the hands of the weirdo.
On the spear, there are nine dragons coiling around, densely packed, looking very exaggerated and artificial.
He remembered very clearly that the weapon Lin Canghen was holding was a dragon spear, which contained the soul of the dragon.
This is another coincidence.
boom.
The weirdo grabbed the spear, and pointed the tip of the spear towards the void.
A sense of sharpness, tingling, appeared in Lexus' perception.
He subconsciously summoned the Panlong Spear, grabbed it in his hand, and used force to resist it forward.
Click.
Accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth, the tip of Panlong's spear was broken by a gap.
Ling Zhi's body trembled, then he vomited a mouthful of blood, and backed several feet.
The weird man refused to give up, and the golden spear rushed towards his face and turned into a phantom in his hand. In an instant, I don't know how many times it prodded in the air.
It was as if there were a hundred silver needles poking at Ling Zhi, and each one could hurt him.
The sharpness of the weapon in the stranger's hand has exceeded the limit that Lexus can tolerate.
The fairy spiritual power in Lexus was continuously poured into the Dragon Spear in his hand, but the effect was very weak.
Every blow made by the eccentric will leave a mark on the Dragon Spear.
Although it was not deep, after the hundreds of hits, the black iron rod that was no longer mottled in Lexus's hand became mottled and fell off again.
Vaguely, there is a sense of collapse.
There was even some retreat in Ling Zhi's heart, he couldn't help but want to put the Panlong gun into his body.
This was the Taoist soldier when he became a king, and it was the weapon that best suited him. There was absolutely no irreversible loss.
"This gun is definitely beyond the level of a Taoist soldier." Ling Zhi squinted, looking at the long spear in the hand of the weirdo that was entangled with the nine-headed flood dragon, and he was shocked.
This long spear must also be the weapon used by this ancestral sage realm strong body, and it is an ancestral sage level weapon, and only weapons of this level can cause such damage to the Panlong spear.
However, as the suppression of the Dragon Spear by the Dragon Spear became more and more fierce, when Lexus was about to stop, from the position where he was holding the Dragon Spear, hot enthusiasm suddenly radiated.
The Panlong phantom swooped up, his eyes were full of divine light, and full of fighting spirit and unyielding.
Panlong Spear and Spear Soul couldn't accept that he was suppressed by Jiaolong.
Even if these flood dragons are extremely powerful, the number has reached nine.
However, the dragon power in Ling Zhi is derived from the real dragon, and the Panlong Spear Soul naturally has the arrogance of a real dragon. The real dragon is the strongest among the dragon clan. Retreat in front of the gun.
Ling Zhi's eyes became extremely complicated, and there was a rare tangled color in his eyes, but it was only a moment.
He bit the tip of his tongue abruptly, and the tingling made his mind suddenly awake, and the Coiling Dragon spear rotated 360 degrees in his hand, and the light rose sharply.
"Well, if you want to fight, then fight, you are not afraid, why am I afraid?" Ling Zhi yelled violently, and regardless of the consequences, all the fairy spiritual power in his body was poured into the Panlong in his hand. In the gun.
If this attack is fruitless, the Panlong Spear in his hand will be destroyed. It is him, under the premise that all his power and spiritual power are exhausted, it is definitely difficult to escape the chase of the weirdo.
His sudden move even alarmed the old man with Qi Ling.
Qi Ling stood on the thirty-three sky, the thirty-three weather under his feet was trembling, and he was about to rise from the ground.
If the weapon spirit came with thirty-three days of power, then Lexus would naturally be safe, and this battle would no longer be a battle.
"Senior, you might as well believe Ling."
At the moment when Qi Ling was about to make a move, Shu Feiyao's voice suddenly sounded behind him again.
Qi Ling's movements Feiyao, eyes deep and complicated, "Do you know, what are you talking about and what are you doing?"
He asked.
Shu Feiyao nodded, her bright eyes seemed to penetrate the picture scroll and fell on Ling Zhi in the hanging city.
"I know that Ling must have made some dangerous moves, but this move must be his own choice."