Hum—
The black line quickly opened up on Chu Lin's forehead and turned into a pitch-black one-eyed eye.
"Destroy the demon eyes!"
Wang Qi looked at the black eyes on Chu Lin’s forehead, and he had obviously seen and heard about it. In addition to the most powerful Four Gods in the Fourth Palace of Tian Wuzong, they also possessed their own powerful martial arts, such as Zhao Mengdie’s "The Devil's Voice" is also like the "Devil Eyes of Death" currently used by Chu Lin.
Huh—
A black beam of light with extreme terrifying power suddenly shot out from Chu Lin's forehead demon eyes, wherever the beam of light reached, those who knew the power of the death demon eyes retreated quickly, even Wang Qi was slightly weak. Backed away in a hurry, afraid to come into contact with that thing!
"Wang Qi! I think after today, there will be many Heavenly Wuzong masters who will trouble you. I hope you will be as comfortable as you are now!"
Chu Lin opened his mouth to Wang Qi and smiled, his smile was extremely sunny, but the fierce meaning on his face was even stronger.
Wang Qi's face was slightly gloomy. Of course he knew that what happened today would inevitably irritate Tian Wuzong, but now he was just kicked out of the Lost Demon Realm. If he failed to dedicate the Skyrim Star Seed to the Lost Demon Realm, Then he will fall into a terrible situation!
"Hmph, kill you, retrieve the Skyrim Star Seed, all the troubles you said don't exist!" Wang Qi coldly snorted.
"You don't have that time!"
Chu Lin smiled faintly, and tapped his palm on his forehead, and the true essence seal that sealed Guiji Mingyun appeared gently. At the beginning, he could easily swallow and kill enemies in the Return Profound Realm, but he faced the ninth calamity of the Return Profound Realm. The master of, just the larva of Gui Ji Mingyun, I am afraid that...
Chu Lin shook his head lightly. In any case, this thing must be used today.
Buzzing—
Guiji Mingyun broke free from the true essence seal, and quickly expanded outwards. At first glance, he saw the energetic and bloody Wang Qi people, and the sharp hiss suddenly resounded in the heavens and the earth.
The gray mist was filled, and the smell of dying drifted outwards, and then under the horrified eyes of everyone, it turned into a dead cloud full of dangerous smells.
"Go, those people, eat as you like!"
Chu Lin snorted coldly, without Chu Lin's command, this Gui Ji Mingyun was wrapped in the breath of death, and it pierced towards Wang Qi and the others.
Calling out Guiji Mingyun, Chu Lin moved Zhao Mengdie in his arms to his back, then turned around and ran away quickly.
If Guiji Mingyun is strong, it is strong, but Wang Qi has already stood at the pinnacle of Returning Profound Realm, and Chu Lin will definitely not pin all his hopes on this thing.
"Bastard!"
When Wang Qi saw Chu Lin turn around and flee, his eyes were cold, and he shouted fiercely outside: "Boy, when I catch you, I will definitely get you cramped!"
"So much nonsense!"
Chu Lin's pace did not stop, and the corners of his mouth hummed coldly, and then he heard a weak chuckle behind him, and with a glimpse of his eyes, he saw Zhao Mengdie's bloodless and pretty face on his shoulders, the bumps of the running command. She was slightly awake.
"Let's go, I will definitely take you back to Tian Wuzong!" Chu Lin said lightly.
Zhao Mengdie looked at Chu Lin's calm face, and then gave an obedient hum.
In the deep mountains, within a deep ravine, a huge boulder stuck at one end of the ravine, leaving a space several meters wide.
Chu Lin gently put down the girl's backing, and then glanced across the narrow space, glanced at the gloomy sun outside, and then turned to move the boulder outside the mountain, trying his best to block the exposed gap.
Zhao Mengdie lay quietly against the mountain, her cheeks pale, and she looked weak and pitiful. At this time, she blinked slightly to look at the busy figure, with complicated meanings flashing in her eyes.
"When I said that to you in Tianwu Sect, I didn't expect you to come to rescue me."
Chu Lin completely covered the gap at the mouth of the cliff, then clapped his palms and turned to look at Zhao Mengdie, "Am I the kind of person who bears grudges?"
Zhao Mengdie snorted sternly, "I was wrong in the past, okay."
Chu Lin shook his head lightly, "It seems that you still don't have any confidence in my cultivation of "Desperate God Jue"."
Zhao Mengdie suddenly became serious, "It's not that I don't believe you, but that the success rate of "Desperate God Jue" is too low. My sister and she also studied "Desperate God Jue" and finally returned helplessly. We Tianwu Sect In the past hundred years, only Senior Ye Xinghe has succeeded, and everyone else can only fail miserably."
"The amazing talents in Tianwu Zong will appear every once in a while, but in the end, no one can understand "Desperate God Jue"!"
Chu Lin nodded lightly, and he also had some counts in his heart. If the powerful "God Destruction Technique" was really simple and easy to understand, how could Wu Mie Gong be the last in the fourth palace
"The horror of "God Destruction Technique" is unmatched. If you can really understand it, it will also be of great benefit to our Tianwu Sect. At least the next Canglan Realm Power Competition, our Tianwu Sect will also have an extra strong player."
Zhao Mengdie gently hugged her knees and blinked her eyes to speak.
"Canglan Realm Power Contest? What is that?"
Chu Lin vaguely heard this word several times, but he didn't understand the specific meaning of the word.
"Every time the ten major forces in the Canglan Realm will hold a force competition, only the disciples of the ten major forces can participate. This can be regarded as a test and experience for the members of the easy forces!"
Zhao Mengdie's eyes slightly showed the intention of running up, her palms were gently pinched, and there was no trace of blood.
"It's just that every time this festival is held, our Tian Wuzong will lose a lot of outstanding children..."
Chu Lin frowned slightly, listening to the description, it seemed to be exactly the same as the Blood Star Arena.
"The loss of outstanding personnel is firstly due to the unusually dangerous places where every event is held, and the second is the torn fight between the major forces, and the most important thing is the Lost Demon Realm. They have a deep feud with our Tianwu Sect. .. "
"Lost Demon Territory..." Chu Lin frowned slightly.
"The relationship between our Tian Wuzong and Lost Demon Territory is extremely poor, because Lost Demon Territory has always acted wildly and without scruples, and because of the predecessors of Ye Xinghe a hundred years ago, the two sides are mortal enemies when they meet. The two sides often fight and look at each other. It's a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh!"
Zhao Mengdie took a deep breath, "Usually, in order to take into account the overall order of the Canglan Realm, the two sides will also converge. Our Tianwu Sect often makes concessions, but once it comes to the Canglan Realm Power Competition..."
Chu Lin heard the anger in Zhao Mengdie's words, he nodded lightly, his eyes were slightly said: "In other words, once there, people in Lost Demon Realm will directly attack Tian Wuzong when they encounter Tian Wuzong?"
"Yes..."
Zhao Mengdie's slightly red and swollen eyes were covered by a beautiful hair, and she spoke softly.
"Although the Canglan Realm Power Contest is an experience, for us Tian Wuzong, it has exceeded the meaning of experience itself... Last time, the big brother of our Martial Arts Palace was brutally murdered and killed when he was covering the retreat of Tian Wuzong. In the hands of Lost Demon Territory..."