Nine Gods

Chapter 349 Another late stage (63 more)
"Why are monks in the late stage of foundation establishment so worthless?"

"Meet two in one night."

Lin Chen secretly thought, and felt distressed in his heart.

If his spiritual consciousness was not damaged, he still had a chance to compete with this late-stage foundation-building monk, but if his spiritual consciousness is damaged, it is equivalent to being blind.

"Brother Yu, why are you alone, and the other three?"

Ximen Chengyun hurriedly asked, knowing that the situation in front of him was wrong.

"The other three fellow daoists are already lost, if not for the three fellow daoists who blew themselves up."

"Find me a chance to escape, and I will lose."

Yu Zhengming thought that half an hour ago, when he encountered two middle-stage foundation establishment and one late-stage foundation establishment, he was firmly suppressed by the opponent without making a move.

"Hey, the five of us are together, saving the old man from waiting for others to search everywhere."

The monk in the night clothes chuckled, his hoarse voice was like a broken gong.

"How do you know our whereabouts?"

Lin Chen said lightly, feeling uneasy about the killing of the monk in front of him.

It was not such a coincidence that both groups were intercepted.

"Hey, you guys are really stupid, you still don't understand."

"The dead don't need to know too much, otherwise you will be even more sad."

Brother Yexingyi said loudly, and the two middle-stage foundation-establishment monks around him were also staring at Lin Chen and the five of them.

"Hehe, I understand. It turns out that you have planted spies in the Tianlong army."

Lin Chen said loudly, he finally understood why he and others were intercepted and killed.

"It's useless to understand, because you will be dead soon."

The monk in the night clothes said lightly, and sacrificed a top-quality spiritual weapon in his hand, which was extremely weird.

I saw him wave his spiritual weapon, and there were whirlwinds in the air.

Every whirlwind slashed at everyone's faces like a sharp blade, and the other two middle-stage foundation-builder monks also sacrificed spiritual weapons, obviously no one would solve it quickly.

"You deal with one, and leave the other two to me."

Lin Chen didn't hesitate at all, and slashed at a middle-stage foundation-building cultivator with the Shattering Slash in his hand.

But the flame knife was stopped by the monk in the night clothes on the way.

At the same time, there was a twist in the air, and a huge figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The sixth-order green-eyed beast ran towards the night-clothed monk.

With the green-eyed beast dealing with the late-stage monks, he can easily deal with the mid-stage monks.

The other four people deal with another mid-stage foundation establishment, and I believe that even if they cannot win, they will not encounter danger.

"Hey, it's actually a sixth-order green-eyed beast. It seems that the old man underestimates you."

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Tianming was murdered by you?"

The monk in the night clothes said in surprise, and put away his original contempt.

"go to hell."

Lin Chen ignored the cultivator in the night clothes, and went straight to the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment are not so easy to deal with, only to see that the opponent greets them with high-level spiritual weapons.

"Puchi~"

With a soft sound, the two attacks canceled out in the air.

Since the Ultimate Destruction Slash is comparable to a high-level spiritual weapon, the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment only felt a tightness in their chests, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths.

"Huh, there are a couple of times, it seems that I have to understand the real thing."

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, he suffered slight damage with one move.

Angry in his heart, the high-level spiritual weapon swiped in the air, and countless sharp earth thorns appeared on the ground.

"Well, the earth-type exercises are known for defense, do you think you can defeat me by relying on this?"

Lin Chen smiled lightly, stepped on the ground with one foot, the ground shook violently, and then he jumped up.

The soil thorns also fell into the air immediately, and the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment also jumped up. The two stood firmly in the air, and neither of them made a move first, watching the battle between the green-eyed beast and the night-clothed monk.

With Lin Chen's consciousness swept away, the four of Ximen Chengyun fought against a mid-stage foundation establishment.

For a while, it was impossible to distinguish between high and low, and it seemed that the four of them could completely restrain the middle stage of foundation establishment.

And the Nightwalker Cultivator has the strength in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the green eyed beast also has the peak state of the late stage of foundation establishment, and its strength has faintly reached the golden core stage.

But the monks in the late intermediate stage are much more cunning than the blue-eyed beast, and the top-grade spiritual weapon in their hands is also of wind attribute, and the whole person is as fast as lightning.

The entire battlefield was at a stalemate for a while, and Lin Chen knew that the only breakthrough was himself.

Only by killing this monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, can he win a complete victory.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, he possessed high-level spiritual weapons, and he had several top-grade spiritual weapons.

It's a pity that the spiritual consciousness is damaged, otherwise it would be easy to kill the monks in the mid-term.

Cut off the disillusionment, and a flowing gold folding fan appeared in his hand.

The folding fan shook lightly, and a golden streak shot out. Seeing Lin Chen taking out another top-quality spiritual weapon, the mid-term cultivator showed greed in his heart.

But Lin Chen was not easy to deal with. The golden color alone had already made his hands flustered. In desperation, a defensive spiritual weapon appeared in his hand. With a light thought in his mouth, the spiritual weapon blocked him tightly.

"Hey."

There was a slight sound, and the golden piercing spirit weapon shot out a blood hole the size of a fingernail in the mid-term cultivator's arm, and a burst of severe pain suppressed the greedy heart of the mid-term cultivator.

The whole battle was as fast as lightning, and before the middle-term cultivator could react, Lin Chen had already put away the Liujin folding fan, and the dark gold short sword appeared in his hand, and the unparalleled holy will of swordsmanship poured out.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lin Chen sacrificed the dark gold dagger, the mid-term cultivator also swung a huge soil cone at Lin Chen.

"Humph!"

Lin Chen ignored the incoming soil cone, but swung the dark gold dagger in his hand, and the overwhelming holy will of swordsmanship turned into sword energy and sword light, and went towards the middle-stage monks.

"Hiss."

"Chichi."

The overwhelming sword energy and sword light fell on the monks in the middle stage.

The crystal body shield trembled violently. It would be a matter of time before it shattered. Seeing that the monk in the mid-term was in danger, the monk in night clothes abandoned the green-eyed beast and hit Lin Chen fiercely, preparing to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao.

But how could the green-eyed beast make him happy? With a flick of its huge tail, the attack of the night-clothed man was firmly pressed back into his body, and then the big tail slapped the monk in the night-clothed man viciously. There was a smell of destruction in the air.

If hit by this tail, this night-clothed cultivator in the late foundation establishment period would also be lost.

Lin Chen also noticed the fighting situation here.

It's just that his opponent is a mid-term monk, so he can't be distracted.

The mid-term cultivator's protective cover gradually weakened, and the sword light continued to tear the mid-term cultivator's protective cover.

Lin Chen rolled his eyes, knowing that the mid-term cultivator could not move for the time being, and it was the best time to attack.

The Flowing Gold Folding Fan was thrown out again, and a streak of gold was shot at the mid-stage cultivator again.

The distance of ten feet was reached in an instant, and the monk in the middle stage knew that the danger was approaching, but he couldn't move at all.

(End of this chapter)