Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he knew that with his own cultivation level, he could not fight the sword light of this golden armored man unless he sacrificed the soul of aspiration.
At this time, not far away, Qianfeng and Liumei, both frowned slightly. Obviously, they also saw the clue.
"Zeng Niu, how about the three of you and me joining forces to resist the sword light of this golden armored man?" Qian Feng said suddenly with a flash of eyes.
"Good!" Wang Lin nodded and said with a glimmer of coldness in his eyes.
Dry wind invited Wang Lin to join forces, which was also a helpless move. Obviously, he and Liu Mei resisted together, and he was not sure that he could take the sword. If he couldn't take it, he could not enter the palace. Now Skylark and the strange old man have already entered. , If you go to play some more, I am afraid this trip will be ruined.
Now that Wang Lin is added, and the three of them resist together, the confidence will be much greater.
In Gan Feng’s heart, he did not despise Wang Lin because Wang Lin was in the early stage of the infant transformation. On the contrary, Wang Lin was definitely a person who could fight against him in his heart, and from the bottom of his heart, Wang Lin’s One billion soul flags is a treasure that can kill him. For Wang Lin, he was extremely jealous.
Therefore, he asked the Red Butterfly to drag Wang Lin so that he could grab the Crystal of Cultivation. Unfortunately, he only discovered after he came to Lingshan that it turned out that he needed several levels to obtain the Crystal of Cultivation.
In his heart, Wang Lin is no longer the same level as before, but deep in Qian Feng's heart, he still hides a trace of arrogance extremely.
In his thoughts, if Wang Lin didn't have one billion soul flags, then he would definitely not be on par with himself. Hearing Wang Lin's response, the dry wind groaned a little, and said, "Friend Zeng, you and I will go up first to resist Jian Mang, and then my junior sister will take care of him. What do you think?"
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he glanced at Dry Wind and Liu Mei. At this moment, Liu Mei's gaze also looked at him, with a sweet smile. When he was about to speak, Wang Lin retracted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't be so troublesome, Wang Mou The first to pick up Jianmang, you two will follow."
Qian Feng was startled, his eyes flickered, and he was the first to pick up the sword light. Not only did he have to resist the power of the sword light, but he also had to be careful of the black hands behind him. It was extremely dangerous. The reason why Qian Feng proposed to take action with Wang Lin was. It was precisely because he was afraid that Wang Lin would be too scrupulous and would not display his full strength, and Liu Mei would respond later, even if Wang Lin secretly made a move, he would not care about it.
This time against Jian Mang, Dry Wind had already decided, and resisting Jian Mang was the first choice. Eliminating Wang Lin could delay it.
At this moment, when Wang Lin offered to complete the first confrontation on his own, Qian Feng was a little confused, but he knew that it was not the time to deliberate at this time, and nodded and said, "So, it's all up to fellow Daoist Zeng!"
Liu frowned. She felt that the matter was a bit weird. She pondered for a while and aimed at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin didn't even look at her. He jumped out and flew towards the golden armoured man. After that, Qianfeng and Liumei, the three of them finished their shape and galloped away.
As the three of them approached, the golden armored man floating in the air condensed his eyes, raised the golden sword in his hand, and the ten thousand zhang golden light immediately shined on it, emitting bursts of dazzling light.
Then slashed down sharply.
Suddenly, the sword light with the size of hundreds of meters, like that opening blow, made a powerful whistling sound from the sky, and it came in an instant.
Between the whole world, at this moment, only the sound of the sword light whistling for nine days was left. It was extremely fast and crashed down.
The seawater on the sea surface was suddenly pressed out of the gully, and quickly flew away along the sides, leaving a deep long mark.
When I saw Skylark and the gloomy old man fighting against this sword before, Wang Lin did not personally participate. Although the feeling was true, it was not profound. At this moment, he personally took the sword and immediately felt the terrifying aura that destroyed the world.
In this breath, his primordial spirit even trembled, showing signs of instability, not only that, but in almost every position of the whole body, there was a kind of being held down by countless mountains.
This kind of feeling is no stranger to him. It is the same as feeling the spiritual power in the deep veins of the soul refining sect, but the strength at this moment is a hundred times stronger than that of the previous year.
With a wave of the sword light, blood was dripping from the corner of Wang Lin's mouth before it approached, but there was an indomitable look in his eyes.
Seeing Wang Lin's appearance, the dry wind is moving forward. He couldn't help but pause, his eyes flickered and hesitation appeared on his face. I don't know if he should kill Wang Lin to snatch one billion soul flags with the current situation, or he should help resist the sword light according to the original plan.
This thought flashed in his mind and he made a decision. He changed his attention and prepared to kill Wang Lin and take the soul flag. In this way, the power of the soul flag can completely resist the sword light.
All these thoughts flashed through his mind in a very short time. After making a decision, Qian Feng laughed and said: "Friend Zeng, don't panic, Gan Mou is here!" Qian Feng said, his figure resembling electricity. , Galloping away.
This blow must be successful, so Dry Wind was not in a hurry, but prepared to approach, leaving Wang Lin with an unforgettable bust. And he had to succeed once, otherwise it would be bad if it gave Wang Lin the opportunity to sacrifice one billion soul flags.
With Liu Mei's cleverness, he immediately understood Dry Wind's intentions. He hesitated in his eyes, but immediately flashed with cold light. He didn't keep up, but responded later.
She was originally a ruthless person. If dry wind could kill Wang Lin, it would happen that she would no longer have the breath of the other party in her last fantasy, and when she became a great way in the future, she would lose a heart demon.
At this moment, the sword light fell directly above Wang Lin's head, breaking through the air.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. He suggested that he was the first to resist the sword light alone. How could he not count the change of dry wind.
All this is exactly what he thought, completely in his expectation.
When the dry wind rushed in and the sword glow came in midair, Wang Lin secretly calculated the figure of the dry wind. The moment it appeared within ten feet of him, Wang Lin laughed and patted his storage bag. Suddenly, a pagoda flew out of his storage bag, and swayed directly in front of him.
Above the pagoda, a trace of the divine consciousness of Zhou Yi's early aspirations suddenly permeated. The sword light was charged by divine consciousness and could not help but slowed down. With this slowness, Wang Lin laughed and recalled the pagoda. After a flash, he rushed towards the sea suddenly, but his speed was not fast, and he kept ten feet with the dry wind.
The golden armoured man's gaze condensed, instead of chasing Wang Lin, but looking at Dry Wind, he saw that the sword light had disappeared from the aspiring spirit to resist, and once again recovered its power, suddenly, fell on the dry wind who came here.
Dry Feng's complexion changed drastically, and he had no time to guess why the golden armour giant's sword light did not attack Wang Lin, but instead attacked himself. At this moment, he roared. A slap of the storage bag immediately revealed a red awl in his hand, and lightning flashed on the awl with a shake. Rushing madly, toward that Jianmang.
A trace of sarcasm flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He felt a little puzzled when the gloomy old man and the little monkey were fighting the sword light. Under secret analysis, he can be sure that the golden armored giant must be judging the person and the monkey. Together, that's why only a sword glow appeared.
According to Wang Lin's calculation, the distance between the little monkey and the gloomy old man at that time was no more than ten feet. In this way, this distance was the key to being judged by the golden armoured man as being together.
Within this range, whoever is closest to the sword light will attack who the sword light is!
Therefore, Wang Lin refused to join the dry winds for the first time to resist, and Liu Mei met the request of the subsequent resistance, because in that way, although he was very close to the dry winds and met the distance of ten meters, it was precisely because of the distance that he was too close. If there are some small movements, with the wit of dry wind, they may react immediately. In this way, there will be precautions.
Therefore, he put forward his own confrontation, and the dry wind really caught the trick. Although he was puzzled in his heart, he confirmed his agreement.
In fact, even if Qianfeng disagreed, he did not propose the three to join forces, and Wang Lin planned to face it alone. He didn't believe that when he faced the Jianmang crisis, that Qianfeng would not make a sneak attack. It was just that. It was a little troublesome to put the right within ten feet, but Wang Lin also had a plan, and was 80% sure to attract the dry wind.
Afterwards, Qian Feng proposed that the three of them join forces, and this was exactly what Wang Lin was holding. As expected, Qian Feng couldn't bear the temptation. Giving up the resistance together, but using the words of resistance to fool Wang Lin, thus approaching his side. When he was about to make a move, he did not expect Wang Lin to see through everything.
This time, on Wang Lin's pagoda, Zhou Yi's aspirational consciousness also played a key role, thanks to the stagnation of the sword light at that moment. Only then did Wang Lin have a chance, and he escaped from Jian Mang in a flash, causing Dry Wind to become the closest person to Jian Mang.
All this was slow to say, but in fact it was all completed between the electric light and flint. When the sword light swept into the dry wind, Wang Lin stopped and didn't immediately rush out, but coldly swept a short distance. Liu's eyebrow glanced.