Campus belle's cultivation master

The old Wushan ghost's face turned green and white. He fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him and bit his teeth bitterly: "good boy, you are such a poor little dog that you can carry my field. You really have some skills."

Zhang Biyao, the holy daughter, was out of breath when she heard this. Her soft body was in Lin Yu's arms, stretching her cerebellar pouch and scolding angrily: "shameless old thing! My mouth is as dirty as a trash can. My husband can't help being insulted by you rat! I Pooh, Pooh, Pooh

"Ha ha, congenital holy body, don't be rampant. This boy has some tricks, but he can't keep you! " The old ghost of Wushan licked his lips, and greedy and obscene desire appeared in his scarlet eyes. "When you fall into my hands, I will teach you to taste the most enchanting taste in the world..."

Lin Yu sent Zhang Biyao back to the ground, raised her hand and stroked the young girl's bright and clean forehead, and said, "wait for me here."

"Sir... You..." Zhang Biyao suddenly followed half a step forward. Her beautiful eyes were misty, and she bit the red cherry lips anxiously.

No matter how confident she was in her husband, she still had an uncontrollable anxiety.

There is no precedent in ancient and modern times for us to fight against the demigod by half step. It is even more impossible to win a battle.

Lin Yu turned around without expression and raised his head. His dark eyes were cold: "I'm going to beat him all over the place to find his teeth."

Between speaking, he had already set foot in the air and soared three thousand meters.

With the strong wind blowing in the sky and the hunting in the robes, Lin Yu was like a sharp sword. He just raised his hand, Qinglang break drink, resounding through the mountains: "old thing, put the horse, I send you to the West!"

The two figures are antagonistic in the void, and a world shaking war is imminent.

"Hey, hey, little mongrel, what a big tone." The old ghost of Wushan, with a sneer, suddenly stepped out. The vast sea of powerful spiritual power pervaded all over the place. "Even if you have incomparable talent and treasure, as long as you are still in my field, you can only lead your neck to kill!"

Even though his words were not pleasant to hear, many of the powerful people in martial arts could not help nodding their heads in agreement.

Tianjiao linzixuan is really strong, strong to the point of incredible. However, it is half a step away from the natural environment, and it is unable to open the field and mobilize the power of heaven and earth. Only this half step gap is comparable to the difference between heaven and earth.

It's like a boxer in the ring carrying dozens of kilograms of sandbags in the competition, while his opponent just took stimulants and opened the plug-in.

As a result of the double effect, the practitioners with low accomplishments can not even mobilize their accomplishments, and they can only become lambs in despair.

The power of the field is so terrible!

Therefore, even if yuan Luochen, Jiang Shifa and other demigods fight against each other, they will open up the field first. It's a point if they can beat each other.

Lin Yu wants to fight Wushan old ghost, in addition to his own low cultivation, field suppression is the biggest problem. It can be said that from the beginning, it fell behind, and the hope of winning was very slim indeed.

"I'm afraid you are also an unprecedented cultivation wizard. I'll let you know what the power of demigod is before you die." Wushan old ghost screamed, arms suddenly a point, the majestic black fog is like the tide, blocking the sky.

The ghost amulets on the surface of his skin were full of blood light at the moment. At the same time, the eyes also emerged to the rich scarlet, blood and tears from the corner of the eyes rolling, across the wrinkles of the old cheek, dripping down.

Strange black fog almost condensed into essence, comparable to a huge ugly monster, wriggling across the air. There are chaos, noise, sharp and shrill screams, just like the cry of evil spirits from Jiuyou hell. It makes people feel scared and numb when they just listen to these sounds.

No matter how vicious and shameless Wushan old ghost is, he kept his promise at this moment. Take out your strongest attack to reap the lives of the young people opposite.

The horror of the demigod's power and the evil of the ghost and Sorcerer's sect are fully exposed at this moment!

The sky was dark, and could not show any light, as if the last ray of brilliance had disappeared at six or seven o'clock in the evening, pulling down the heavy curtain of night.

All the practitioners on Tushan Island were covered by the huge shadow. Their bodies trembled and their eyes showed unspeakable horror.

"Damn it Xiong Si Wu glared at his round eyes and couldn't help saying, "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to make a quick decision and take Xiaolin's life..."

Behind him, Cai Yunfei, Shi Kaixuan and many other powerful celestial masters were also shivering and looked very ugly

"Too strong, too strong..."

"It's Tianwei, it's supernatural power. How... How can we win..."

No matter how much confidence they had in Lin Zixuan, they couldn't help shaking their hearts at this time. Does the proud son of heaven, who is born in the sky and stands aloof, really have the power to create a miracle and rewrite history?

A few miles away from here, yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan, felt something. He glanced back and changed his face.

"No! It's the ten thousand ghosts and demons of the ghost witch sect! " At that time, he was so confused that he had to step back. "Even if Lin Zixuan had great ability, he would never be able to catch this martial art!"

Even if it was his evil work against the old ghost of Wushan, he would have a headache. What's more, the boy surnamed Lin was only half born? If Lin Zixuan died, his apprentice Zhang Biyao would be taken away by Wushan old ghost without any protection, and the consequences would be unimaginable!

Jiang Shifa saw the opportunity and smashed it down like an avalanche: "yuan, do you still want to run? Stay

"Younger martial brother! You and I have a small grudge, and Tianlan clan has a great foundation for thousands of years. Listen to me... "

"I won't listen, as long as you die!" Jiang Shifa is red eyed and aggressive. His moves are crucial.

Although the patriarch yuan Luochen had the upper hand, he was also entangled by him and couldn't get away. He was so anxious that he was sweating, but he had nothing to do: "Lin Zixuan, Lin Zixuan, just ask you to rely on the ancient artifact to support for a while more..."

The black fog surged and the fierce ghosts howled.

At this moment, Wushan old ghost raised his bloody face and showed a frightful grin: "little dog, take out your best means, this battle will be your best song!"

"Oh?" Lin Yu's five fingers slowly closed, and his calm cheek gradually showed a strange expression, "do you want to see the best way to know me? As you wish... "