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Although the power of the gods could not be instilled into the ice-type treasure, the silver-white spear still emitted a cold light several feet long, which made the cultivators standing in front tremble with fear, and even thought of retreating.

And the attacks of a group of cultivators fell on Zheng Lin one after another, first exploded the power of his protective gods, and then hit the battle clothes.In an instant, a circle of seven-color divine light suddenly flashed on the battle suit, wrapping Zheng Lin's whole body tightly.

When the automatic defense of the battle suit was activated, Zheng Lin had nothing to fear, and rushed straight into the group of cultivators in front of him, ignoring the concentrating monks who followed him.A group of god cultivators never expected that Zheng Lin would resist the attacks of himself and others. When the second round of attacks was launched, the cold breath of the silver-white spears already made their cheeks hurt.

Mingsuo also seemed to feel Zheng Lin's high fighting spirit. He opened his eyes suddenly in the dantian, and connected his small hands with seal formulas, which immediately hit Zheng Lin's divine energy, and along the tendons on his arms Forcibly injected into the silver spear.

No matter how high-level the ice-type treasure is, it is still within the category of immortal artifacts. Under the infusion of violent divine power, after a little resistance, it was completely occupied, and the mighty divine power gushed out directly along the silver-white spear , up to more than ten feet.

Zheng Lin was overjoyed, and secretly thought that his fate was still righteous, and he would stand up every time at a critical moment.

Still ignoring the opponent's attack, Zheng Lin shouted in the air, swung his spear and swept across.What is different from the past is that what is swept out this time is no longer a white circle of light, but a rainbow of light.

The colorful light with its tyrannical divine power immediately blasted away everything within a radius of [-] meters, including a group of cultivators, but the fluctuations in the space were even more severe.

Even the cultivators in the Concentration stage who followed closely behind saw the colorful light, their scalps trembled, and they tried their best to drive the magic weapon to block it, but they were still sent flying by the strong energy.

When the rainbow light dissipated and the spatial fluctuations stopped instantly, there were just over [-] cultivators standing in front of them, and those with slightly lower cultivation levels were directly blown into streams of light. Only a few late-stage cultivators of the False God were injured and fell to the ground.

"Good fight, brother! Kill all these bastards for brother!" Seeing Zheng Lin's performance like this, King Peng had already seen the hope of victory. Thinking of his clansmen who were slaughtered, he couldn't help shouting to Zheng Lin.

"Hehe, these people are looking for death on their own. If they let me go just now, how could they end up like this." Zheng Lin didn't move, and after laughing at King Peng, he turned to look at the cultivator in the concentration stage.

"Your Excellency is also a cultivator. Although we are not friends of several of our families, we had better not become enemies. Stop today, Your Excellency, and let us pretend that nothing happened?" Seeing that Zheng Lin was too fierce, the cultivator in the concentration period had to say soft words.

Zheng Lin lightly waved the silver spear in his hand, and replied with a smile: "First, your Miss Shuanghua repaid me for her kindness. I gave her the Ninghunxiang, but she wanted to snatch my magic sword. Fundamentally speaking, we I am already an enemy; besides, I believe you should know that your soul-killing bell was robbed by me, and now the cultivators must want to kill me quickly. You said, under such circumstances, you and I still have Is there any room for turning around?"

The cultivator at the stage of concentrating was startled, he knew very little about Zheng Lin, he heard that Zheng Lin had no intention of reconciliation at all, although he was resentful, the dignity and pride of being a cultivator family made his eyes gradually reveal a fierce light.He said to Zheng Lin with a serious face: "Since your Excellency is unwilling, it is no different to say more. Do you think you will win today? Hmph!"

Zheng Lin narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "You also have a magic weapon on your body?"

The cultivator at the concentration stage seemed to have been told what was on his mind, and he replied conditionedly: "How do you know?" Just after finishing speaking, seeing the other party's contemptuous smile, his heart became more angry, and he roared again. rushed over.

However, none of the few surviving False God late stage monks dared to come up again, and Shi Xuan even led his followers back to the sky.King Peng reminded Zheng Lin to stop Shi Xuan, but Zheng Lin said via voice transmission: "Then how capable Shi Xuan is, he is just a puppet supported by the Cultivation God family. In the future, he will not be slaughtered by you. It is important to solve this guy now. "

King Peng thought so, so he didn't speak again, but the rope on his body still made him very uncomfortable.

However, the cultivator at the Concentration stage who rushed over suddenly had a long sword in his hand. The divine light on the long sword was as bright as a torch, and a colorful sword light that was seven or eight feet long sprayed out from the edge of the sword, which was obviously not ordinary.

Zheng Lin smiled lightly, and waved the ice-type spear out. The spear touched the long sword instantly, and then there was a burst of explosion.

After the cultivator in the concentration period shot the spear into the air, his speed was also slowed down by half. He was about to speed up, but he saw a seven-colored divine light suddenly rising in front of him, and then he saw the palpitating soul-killing bell hovering in the sky.

Just like the big mouth of a demon god that can devour everything, a colorful light curtain spewed out from the big mouth of the soul-killing bell, and it fell straight towards the monk in the concentration period.The cultivator in the concentration period still knew about the Soul-killing Bell, and waved his long sword in his hand, and escaped directly through the light curtain.

Zheng Lin let out a secret cry, and then felt relieved, because although the cultivator in the Concentrating Stage was able to break through the light curtain and escape, he couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the soul-killing bell. He was wrapped in the light curtain as soon as he came out, and then he rushed out again...

After so many repetitions, the soul-destroying bell couldn't absorb the fast-moving monks in the concentration stage who held a long sword, and the monks in the concentration stage couldn't get rid of it completely, even if they wanted to attack Zheng Lin.

"Why is this soul-killing bell so much more powerful than before?" The monk in the concentration period was also very surprised. He had tried the power of the soul-killing bell before, and it was not as powerful as it is now.

Unable to hide from the left and right, the cultivator in the concentration period simply stopped, but the long sword in his hand rose suddenly, turning into a huge sword holding up to the sky, and his body completely blocked the seven-colored light curtain of the soul-killing bell.

However, the suction force of the soul-destroying bell was too strong, and although the long sword was not low in grade, it was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, obviously it couldn't last for a long time.

How could Zheng Lin let him do what he wanted? When the long sword blocked the seven-colored light curtain, he swung his silver long spear and charged straight at the concentrating monk.

The cultivators in the Concentration Stage were not in a hurry, and after being agitated by the divine light all over their bodies, a burst of divine energy shot out from their hands.

However, after the divine power came into contact with Zheng Lin's spear, the spirit of Mingsuo showed its power again, and a divine power split out from the spear to meet it, directly shaking it away, and Zheng Lin's divine power followed suit It broke into the arm of the concentrating monk.

The divine force exploded immediately after the successful invasion, but the cultivator's arm was blown to a bloody mess, and the huge sword that held up to the sky in the air was put away by the soul-killing bell because of the master's terrified spirit.

Only then did the cultivator in the concentration period realize that the enemy's strength was far greater than his own. While feeling desperate in his heart, his face turned hard, and he roared: "Even if I am dead, I will pull you back! Shenyuan Talisman!" After speaking, flying out of his body A golden streamer.

The golden streamer was extremely fast, but it was too late for Zheng Lin to hide, the streamer transformed by the Divine Yuan Talisman hit his chest hard, and the severe pain was transmitted from the body to the soul...