Five Thunders Strike the Head, the peerless thunder method inherited from the Thunder God. In order to obtain this spell, Chen Lin even used up the inner elixirs of two incarnation-level thunder-swallowing beasts.
But the power of this method made him feel it was worth it, even far exceeding his expectations.
Dark clouds flashed in the sky, and five lightning bolts of different colors fell down with a loud bang!
In an area like Wuding Sea that is full of thunderstorms, the power of thunder magic is increased, as if a thunderbolt has descended from the sky, which terrified He Jiuxiao and he hurriedly withdrew to avoid it.
But the lightning seemed to have locked onto him and was chasing him straight down.
Helplessly he could only lower his head. A flying sword flashing with cold light flew out from the back of his neck, swelled up in the wind, and drew a sky full of sword light, blocking the lightning.
This was his natal flying sword, which had been kept in his body for hundreds of years. He had used this sword to kill several Jindan perfect cultivators, so even though the lightning was terrifying, he was confident that he could take it.
However, at this moment, Chen Lin suddenly raised the hand holding the Xuanwu Shield and pointed it at He Jiuxiao.
Soul-destroying Finger!
As he advanced to the Golden Core Stage, the essence of his soul grew stronger due to the use of the Soul-Shengming Pill, and the power of this finger technique increased dramatically.
Although it did not reach the level where the Silver Fairy could destroy the golden elixir with just a wave of her hand, it also made He Jiuxiao's soul tremble.
Due to this moment of distraction, he lost contact with his natal flying sword, causing the flying sword to only extinguish three lightning bolts, while two still hit him.
He Jiuxiao screamed miserably, and his clothes instantly turned into a charred lake. His hair was burnt to ashes, and black smoke came out of all his orifices. He looked extremely miserable.
But Chen Lin still did not stop. He wanted to take advantage of the opponent's weakness to kill him. He could not give the opponent a chance to escape, otherwise he would end up hurting himself instead of killing the snake.
He raised the Green Dragon Spear, and with a low roar, the green light turned into the shadow of a dragon, and with boundless murderous intent, he slashed down at He Jiuxiao!
"Don't kill him!"
Luo Qinglan didn't expect Chen Lin to be so brave. He brought He Jiuxiao, a late Jindan swordsman, to the brink of death in just a few moves. She hurriedly spoke out to stop him.
It’s not that she was reluctant to see He Jiuxiao die, but the other party had a strong background. It didn’t matter if she humiliated him, but if she really killed him, it would be a big deal. The other party’s father, He Yunfei, was the leader of the Wanjian Sect and a powerful man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!
Chen Lin naturally knew the pros and cons of this, and had no intention of killing the other party. He just wanted to give him a warning.
Now that Luo Qinglan had spoken, he took advantage of the situation, avoided the opponent's vital points, and cut off one of his arms and shoulders!
"Humph, considering my wife pleaded for you, I will spare your life today. If I see you again next time, you won't be so lucky!"
With this strike, he had already injected the spiritual energy of the pseudo spiritual treasure into the opponent's body. Without more than ten years of recuperation, there was no way the opponent would recover to normal. Therefore, Chen Lin was not worried about the opponent's counterattack. He put away the Qingjiao Spear and shouted coldly at the opponent.
He Jiuxiao's face was pale. He endured the severe pain and picked up his arm from the sea. Then he took out a spirit boat and sat on it. He looked at Chen Lin with fear, and then looked around.
His face suddenly changed.
Although their fight was short, it still attracted many monks from under the floating island, and they all looked at him in surprise and doubt.
Not only did his head turn into a pitch-black bald head, but his clothes were also torn into pieces, revealing his dark skin underneath. He looked extremely miserable.
The reputation of the White-robed Sword Saint was now completely ruined.
There was resentment in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately. He was afraid that Chen Lin would find out and kill him regardless.
"Young Master!"
At this time, the gray-robed Jindan cultivator who was ordered by He Jiuxiao to keep an eye on the floating island finally discovered that something was wrong and rushed over. He flew onto the spirit boat, took out his magic weapon and was ready to avenge his master.
But he was stopped by He Jiuxiao.
Even he was not a match for this man, let alone the other party.
He glanced at Chen Lin again, then at Luo Qinglan, then gritted his teeth and whispered, "Let's go!"
Gray-robed Jindan was just pretending. Upon hearing the words, he immediately urged the spirit boat to move, turning into a stream of light and disappearing in the strong wind.
Chen Lin glanced around and flew back to Luo Qinglan.
"How about it, my method is not bad!"
He said with a smile.
Then, he unceremoniously grabbed the other person's hand, and in full view of everyone, urged the Mo Yin Lingzhou to go under the floating island to declare his sovereignty.
Otherwise, there are too many suitors around the other party. After fighting off one, there will be another. He can't always have to deal with his rivals.
The monks who were watching finally understood the reason for the battle and couldn't help but secretly sigh that women are the root of trouble.
But what made them even more curious was Chen Lin's identity. He was able to defeat He Jiuxiao so badly with his cultivation level of the early Jindan stage. He was definitely not an ordinary person.
You must know that He Jiuxiao is a person who ranks among the top in combat effectiveness among the Jindan cultivators in the southern immortal cultivation world. Killing cultivators of the same level is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!
After passing through the crowd, Luo Qinglan looked at Chen Lin and explained: "I didn't let you kill him, not because I have any friendship with him, but..."
"Haha, how could I not know about this? Madam, you don't really think that I'm the kind of reckless man who is brave but not wise, right? If that were the case, how could I have escaped from Tianyuan Continent, and how could we be holding hands today!"
Before she could finish, Chen Lin interrupted her with a laugh, then shook the other person's hand.
Luo Qinglan blushed, rolled her eyes at Chen Lin, and said angrily: "Who is your wife!"
"Ha ha!"
Chen Lin laughed again and said, "What happened just now was seen by all the cultivators in the north and south. You can't regret it now. You can only fall into my clutches obediently. But don't worry, my lady. I will marry you in a formal ceremony and bring you home in a grand sedan chair. And it must be a grand occasion!"
For the other person, he decided to give up his low-key life and be unbridled and high-profile!
Unexpectedly, Luo Qinglan shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't agree to form a Taoist couple with you, nor am I afraid of announcing it to the public, but the current situation is not suitable. The catastrophe has not passed yet, and if it appears again, it will definitely be more fierce, so we should focus on cultivation first."
Chen Lin also knew that what the other party said made sense, but he still shook his head and said, "That won't work. The ceremony can be postponed, but the matter of the Taoist partner must be determined now. Otherwise, my wife is so amazing and beautiful, and she is surrounded by admirers. I won't feel at ease."
Luo Qinglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he tightened his clasped hands a little.
Chen Lin suddenly became more energetic.
He took out the Qing Jiao Spear again, handed it to the other party and said, "We have been together for a long time since we met, and I have never given you anything. I will give you this fake spiritual treasure as a token of our love. Please accept it!"
Luo Qinglan looked surprised and looked Chen Lin up and down.
Then he said with a smile in his eyes: "Yes, you are willing to give this treasure away, which shows that I, Luo Qinglan, still have some status in your heart. But you should keep this treasure. You just offended the young master of Wanjianmen, and I am afraid you will be retaliated. You can't do without a treasure to protect yourself."
Chen Lin, however, forced the Green Dragon Spear into the other party's hand, and then said: "It's okay, I have another fake spiritual treasure, but it is an axe, which doesn't match your temperament. This Green Dragon Spear is made of the fusion of the dragon's soul, which fits your divine phoenix body."
Afraid that the other party would not believe him, he took out the golden axe.
This object has been refined by him and turned into a mini axe, but it exudes the spiritual charm of a pseudo-spiritual treasure.
Luo Qinglan's eyes were full of surprise. The pseudo spiritual treasure was a precious treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators might not possess. It was incredible that Chen Lin, an early Golden Core cultivator, could possess two of them.
She didn't think that this was given to him by the Silver Fairy, but rather that it was the result of the risk-taking of the other party. When she thought about how much suffering the other party must have suffered over the years, she suddenly became sentimental.
Holding the Qing Jiao Ge in her hand, she leaned against Chen Lin and whispered, "I haven't looked for you or given you any help in these years. You won't blame me, will you?"
Chen Lin knew that the other party was not someone who coveted treasures, and must have been moved by his sincerity. He secretly encouraged himself in his heart, and then took the other party into his arms.
"You have helped me enough, otherwise I would have died somewhere long ago. But I am too ashamed to look for you, and I didn't know that a girl like you would be interested in an ordinary person like me. That's why I work hard to improve my cultivation, hoping that one day I can catch up with you and come to you openly."
Luo Qinglan shook his head and said, "How could I be such a snobbish person? If you had agreed to stay in Qingyang Sect, we would have been together a long time ago."
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The two of them chatted with each other, telling each other what was on their minds, and then talked about what they had experienced over the years. They were so in tune with each other that they completely forgot the purpose of their trip.
On the other hand, the cultivators from the southern cultivation world finally learned of Chen Lin's identity. They were shocked, and quickly used communication talismans to report what had happened here back to their respective groups.
Anyone who can easily defeat He Jiuxiao must be paid special attention to.
Moreover, the identities of both of them are not ordinary. This move is likely to cause hatred between the Silver Immortal City and the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal City, and even cause confrontation between the northern and southern immortal cultivation circles.
The cultivators from the northern cultivation world were also surprised and happy, and the depressed mood that had just been caused by no one to receive them was released.
Of course, no one would show it, they were just secretly happy in their hearts. After all, they were still on someone else's territory, so it was not good to show it too much.
No matter how Chen Lin slowed down the spirit boat, he still arrived under the floating island in the end.
There were a large number of cultivators watching here. Even if he didn't consider himself, he had to consider Luo Qinglan's face. He reluctantly took back his hand from the other party.
Luo Qinglan couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and said: "Why, do you like me so much, or do you deliberately show it to me?"
Just as Chen Lin was about to speak, he felt a sudden shock in the sky, and then a terrifying aura emanated!