My daughter-in-law, you can't provoke

Chapter 687
"Um... sorry, sorry, the voice can be immersive."

Bingqi clicked the pause button with a smile, and looked up at the shaking cave. There were still a lot of clods falling from the top of the mountain.

"What do you think about this matter?"

Bingqi put away his wretched smile and looked extremely serious.

Shui Zifu rarely sees Bing Qi showing such an expression.

She herself also became serious, "Are you sure it's Feng Lin?"

"Yes! The fluctuation of his spiritual power is almost at the late stage of Dacheng." Bingqi put the phone aside.

"What? Late stage!"

Shui Zifu stared in horror, remembering that when she came here last time, Bingqi also said that his realm had just entered Dacheng.

"That's right, it's the late stage. This is Feng Lin's own capital. If we talk about his real cultivation, it's probably at the peak level in the mid-stage."

Bingqi stretched out his hand, feeling the spiritual power around him.

In the Dacheng realm, he can control the spiritual power in the air, and he can clearly feel that the surrounding spiritual energy is continuously gathering there.

"If it's the mid-term peak, Feng Lin is likely to be in danger, so come with me!"

Shui Zifu was very nervous, she and Neng knew the strength of the Blood Sacrificial Clan.

Jin Liang has entered the peak level of the late Dacheng realm.

Thummim also entered the late stage of Dacheng realm early.

As for Ishihara, the same is true.

Feng Lin is now one against three!
"You started to bend your elbows before I asked you to marry him?" Bingqi laughed.

"You... talk nonsense again, don't ask me for help in the future!"

Shui Zifu's expression suddenly became unnatural.

"I really don't need to look for you. With Feng Lin here, the video he gave me is not as fragrant as the panties I asked you to hold?"

Bingqi smiled and lay down, "Haven't you ever wondered why their ancestors didn't come out as Feng Lin is right at the door of the Blood Sacrifice Clan."

"This, maybe it's in retreat, or..."

"Retreat? All three are in retreat?"

Bingqi shook his head with a smile, "Actually, you are only suitable to be a thug, not a leader."

"The reason why they didn't do anything was because they had the same idea as Feng Lin, that's advanced."

"The three patriarchs, to Feng Lin, are the opponents of the advanced stage. On the other hand, why is Feng Lin not to them?"

After hearing Bingqi's words, Shui Zifu's tender body shook, and finally understood the meaning.

For example, Jin Liang is now at the peak of Dacheng. If he is allowed to advance, even if everyone else is dead, what does it matter?

You know, once he advances, he will be a small heaven.

Still such a young little heaven.

The same goes for the other two, they both entered the late stage early.

Even if you don't step into the realm of heaven and reach the peak, you can still make up for the loss.

"What about Feng Lin?" Shui Zifu asked suddenly.

"Don't worry about that kid, you have to remember, he is not a fool, since he dared to take the initiative to go there, there is definitely a way to escape."

Bingqi played the video again, "Go back and discuss with the elders, whether the blood sacrifice clan advances to the heavenly position, or their patriarch dies, the secret realm will undergo great changes."

"Discuss with them about the next solution. Our secret realm has been quiet for too long, and it's time to move on."

"it is good!"

Shui Zifu turned to leave, she looked at her palm, it was true, she didn't know how many years she had been trapped at the peak of the early stage of Dacheng.

The most important reason is that my life is gradually stabilizing, and I am not as young as I was when I was fighting all the time.

I remember back then, when the small world had just shattered, she had sworn to find her daughter.

But now the mere Dacheng realm, what can I use to find it?
……

The battle is still going on, and all the spiritual power in the secret realm is concentrated towards the witch clan.

With one against three, Feng Lin ate two pills to replenish his spiritual power.

But they were still defeated. Among the three major races, the blood sacrifice clan was similar to their attack.

It was a sneak attack technique, and most of the wounds on Feng Lin's body were caused by him.

The battle between the four of them was gradually coming to an end, and Feng Lin, who was full of energy, also entered a state of collapse at this moment.

The movements became very slow.

Feng Lin was very sure that if he suddenly broke out into a few Dacheng realms now, he would definitely choose to run away.

"It seems that there is no way this time."

Feng Lin thought to himself, at least Shi Yuan must be killed, he is the weakest person here.

Ishihara was bent over, his exhaustion made him unable to straighten his waist.

suddenly!

Feng Lin burst out the last of his spiritual power, and appeared in front of Jin Liang in the blink of an eye, holding the long sword tightly with both hands.

at the same time!

A black shadow also appeared behind the opponent at the same time.

Give them the illusion that Feng Lin is going to kill him.

"careful!"

Thummim pressed his hands to the ground, and an earthen wall rose from the ground to surround the opponent's body.

Shi Yuan also rushed over immediately, reaching out and piercing Feng Lin's body.

Before he had time to laugh out loud, Feng Lin in front of him turned into shattered glass and disappeared.

The real Feng Lin was behind Shi Yuan, and he was still invisible.

boom!
Ding!
The two voices sounded almost at the same time. Feng Lin observed carefully and found that the ice sword he was cutting towards Shi Yuan's neck was blocked by an old man in black robe.

Feng Lin's face changed, he is a master of the sky level.

He can't beat others in his prime, let alone his current state.

But even if you can't kill him, you have to take his treasure away.

The ice sword in Feng Lin's hand suddenly turned into water, passed through the old man's hand, condensed again, and cut off Shi Yuan's left arm.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and Shi Yuan didn't even have time to escape.

Feng Lin quickly bent down, picked up his arm, and took off the two rings on it.

Boom!

But in the blink of an eye, Feng Lin was crushed by an endless and terrifying spiritual force.

That feeling is like being squashed.

Feng Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell five or six meters into the ground.

"what!"

Only at this time did Shi Yuan react. He immediately wrapped the wound with black mist to stop the rushing blood.

"Good boy, you are quite powerful. In front of me, you still want to take away our family's things?"

The old man's hoarse voice came, but he didn't move at all, and the terrifying spiritual power continued to suppress Feng Lin's body.

Click!Click!
Feng Lin's bones were all crushed, which is enough to illustrate the terrifying spiritual power.

He gritted his teeth and desperately resisted with spiritual power.

boom!
This is the real limit, Feng Lin's body spurted out blood everywhere.

But just at the nick of time, he broke through.

The spiritual power has once again increased, entering the late stage of the Dacheng realm.

Whoosh!
He cast the transfer formation, and his figure disappeared underground.

"kindness?"

The old man made a voice in surprise, and then his face became furious, "Transfer the formation!"

At this moment, a black crow slowly descended from the sky, but the crow's eyes glowed red.

"Jin Liang, how are you?" The crow made an old voice and landed on Jin Liang's shoulder.

"Grandpa, it's almost, it's really just a little bit!"

Jin Liang's face was obviously displeased, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the Supreme Elder of the Black Mist Clan...

(End of this chapter)