"I'm catching up! Fang Lin is catching up!"
"He also defeated sixty-nine war spirits. This was too fast!"
"Did he hold back until this moment?"
"Now, are the two of them equally matched?"
"No, Long Zhiming is still better. The strength of the battle spirits they face is different."
"That's right, even if Fang Lin overcomes seventy war spirits, he still can't compare to Long Zhiming."
"Even if it can't compare to Long Zhiming, it can still be regarded as setting a record for the limit that a Tianyuan warrior can achieve!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise. The number on the stone plate soared so fast that it had already reached sixty-nine in just two hours, indicating that Fang Lin had defeated several war spirits in succession within these two hours.
You must know that it took Fang Lin several hours to defeat just one war spirit. Now the efficiency has become a little too fast, which makes everyone feel a little unbelievable.
"Could it be that he was inside and used the treasure? If so, even if he defeated the war spirit, it would be meaningless." said a disciple of the Long family.
As soon as this statement came out, many people suddenly realized it and showed their approval.
"Let me tell you, Fang Lin is no more talented than Tian Yuan. No matter how strong he is, he can't defeat so many war spirits. He must have used some kind of treasure later."
"The test of the War Spirit Palace is to improve and polish the martial arts strength of those who enter the palace. It is really ridiculous for Fang Lin to use treasures."
"It makes no sense. Even if he defeats a hundred war spirits, he can't compare with Long Zhiming who relies on his own strength."
Many people shook their heads. Although they did not know the situation in the War Spirit Hall, they were more willing to believe that Fang Lin used treasures inside to be able to defeat so many war spirits.
Of course, there are a very small number of people who feel that Fang Lin has reached this point by relying on his own strength.
Dugu Nian glanced at the Long family members with some disgust, wishing he could rush over and punch each of them.
Elder Huang looked at the two identical numbers on the stone slab, his brows furrowed.
"Then Fang Lin shouldn't be so stupid to use treasures, but I can't say, the speed of defeating the war spirits is a bit too fast." Elder Huang said secretly in his heart, as for Fang Lin's ability to defeat the sixty-nine war spirits so quickly. , also somewhat doubtful.
But after all, he is the elder of the Wuji Battle Hall. Even if he has doubts, he cannot speak out casually. If he guesses wrong, he will look bad.
In the War Spirit Hall, Fang Lin was holding a bone gun and was eager to kill. His whole body was full of momentum, as if there was a vast ocean in his body, setting off huge waves.
"Eighth level of Tianyuan!" Fang Lin's eyes flashed with light, and the continuous battles stimulated the effectiveness of the killing pill in his body.
Under the influence of the killing pill, Fang Lin achieved a breakthrough and entered the eighth level of Tianyuan.
And this is just the beginning.
The Killing Pill was still in effect, Fang Lin's momentum continued to rise, the bone gun in his hand became faster and faster, and the offensive became more and more fierce. A dense shadow of guns was vaguely intertwined, making the 70th war spirit very embarrassed. .
However, the strength of this 70th war spirit is also extraordinary, comparable to a warrior at the ninth level of spiritual veins.
Under normal circumstances, Fang Lin was definitely no match for a ninth-level spiritual pulse warrior. The gap was too big to make up for.
But now, Fang Lin confronted him forcefully and was not suppressed.
Of course, he didn't gain much of an upper hand. It was still too difficult to defeat the 70th war spirit just with the eighth level of Tianyuan.
What Fang Lin has to do is to keep fighting with this war spirit to make the killing pill more effective, so that he can step into the ninth level of Tianyuan.
Once he steps into the ninth level of Tianyuan, Fang Lin will have a certain degree of confidence in defeating the war spirit in front of him.
As for how terrifying the war spirit will be encountered later, that is what happens later, and Fang Lin doesn't want to think about it too much.
boom!
The war spirit caught a flaw and punched directly. The punch was so powerful that it could shatter a mountain.
Fang Lin was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by the fist. He immediately fell back and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"Come again!" However, Fang Lin was very excited, not caring about his injuries at all, and continued to fight with this war spirit.
A battle spirit comparable to the ninth level of spiritual veins. Although it is still slightly inferior to a real ninth level spiritual pulse warrior, and cannot use any treasures, it can be said to be extremely powerful.
Because this war spirit has the strength, speed and body of a ninth-level spiritual warrior, Fang Lin is completely at a disadvantage in these three aspects.
If it weren't for the bone spear in his hand and Fang Lin's own strength, he would have been able to fight this war spirit for so long.
The effectiveness of the killing pill gradually faded away. Fang Lin did not hesitate at all, distanced himself from the fighting spirit, and then took another killing pill, and suddenly the power of the pill filled his body again.
On the other hand, Long Zhiming was also fighting against the seventieth battle spirit, but the strength of the battle spirit that Long Zhiming faced was already comparable to the ninth level of perfection of spiritual veins, and was close to the realm of half-step spiritual bones.
Such an opponent is enough to defeat any spiritual warrior. It is quite difficult for Long Zhiming to defeat this war spirit without using treasures.
However, unlike Fang Lin's situation, Long Zhiming relied on his own strength to fight evenly with this war spirit, without falling behind, and sometimes even gaining some upper hand.
Long Zhiming's purple armor had already worked, doubling Long Zhiming's strength.
But even so, it will still take some time to defeat the seventieth war spirit.
"The distance between this War Spirit Hall is to defeat seventy-two war spirits at once. I must break this record, otherwise I will not be qualified to compete with those people from the Three Kingdoms." Long Zhiming's expression was cold, his fighting spirit was high, and he The strong strength is fully displayed.
Unconsciously, four hours passed.
Outside the War Spirit Hall, the numbers on the stone slabs stopped at sixty-nine. It seemed that both Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had encountered great obstacles and were unable to move forward.
For a moment, everyone outside began to speculate again, thinking that one of the two might come out.
Unexpectedly, just when most people thought that Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had reached their limit, the numbers on the stone plate suddenly changed.
"seventy!"
"They all turned seventy!"
"Did they defeat the fighting spirits they faced at the same time?"
"These two guys are really going to scare us all to death."
Everyone exclaimed repeatedly. On the stone slab, the numbers of Fang Lin and Long Zhiming changed from sixty-nine to seventy.
The distance from the highest record is only two battle spirits.