Lin Dong stepped on the void, he looked at the figures rising from the sky thunder island with a cold face, and then turned his eyes to look at the light formation in the middle of the island. In that formation, he saw the right Mu Lingshan was angry at the beam of light.
"call."
Seeing that nothing happened to Mu Lingshan, Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Lan handed Mu Lingshan to him at the beginning. If he made Demu Lingshan something unexpected, it would be really hard to follow others. Confess.
"Lin Dong, after hiding for so long, are you finally going to come out?" In the distance, Pang Hao flew up the sky, he looked at Lin Dong with bitter eyes and sneered.
"It seems that breaking your arm still makes you lose your memory." Lin Dong glanced at Pang Hao who was alive and kicking again, and said indifferently.
"Don't worry, I will get all the interest back this time." Pang Hao's expression was sullen, and he said sternly: "How about cutting your limbs and soaking them in a jar as a human stick?"
"Very good practice, I can consider creating one for you." Lin Dong said with a smile.
"Lin Dong, you still have a sharp-toothed mouth right now?" The gray-haired old man in the nine pylorus said in a gloomy manner. He stared at Lin Dong and said with a weird smile: "You know, there is enough here. Seven powerful people in the Death Profound Realm Xiaocheng are waiting for you..."
"Seven Xiaocheng in the Death Profound Realm."
Lin Dong narrowed his eyes and scanned the entire island. Indeed, he found seven extremely powerful auras in it. He nodded slightly and said, "It is indeed not a small handwriting."
"Lin Dong, my Xuantian Temple does not want to embarrass you, as long as you hand over what you have obtained in the thunder world, my Xuantian Temple will leave immediately." The middle-aged man in the Xuantian Temple shouted in a deep voice.
Lin Dong glanced at him and said flatly, "With the great figure of Moro by the side, will it be my junior's turn to enjoy it, baby?"
The middle-aged man stagnated, and immediately said: "It seems that you don't intend to cooperate. If that's the case, don't blame my Xuantian Temple for being impolite."
"Stop talking nonsense, take it down early, my Jiuyoumen is quite good at taking words out of people's mouths, when he falls into our hands, he can't decide whether to say or not." Gray hair The old man sneered.
"You two can stabilize the formation, this kid, leave it to me."
As soon as his voice fell, his gaze intertwined with another elder from the Nine Pylor Gate, the majestic vitality swept out almost instantly, and then the two stormed out at the same time, shooting Lin Dong directly.
"Boy, I see how you struggle this time!"
The figure flew across the sky, and the gray-haired old man's shout with a strong killing intent also resounded abruptly.
Lin Dong raised his head and stared calmly at the two powerhouses in the Death Profound Realm who came by violently. If he entered the Thunder Realm, he would naturally not be able to compete with them with his strength, but unfortunately... Now his strength, compared to that time, is also much stronger.
The power of the Life Profound Realm Consummation and the Immortal Talisman's Hinayana pinnacle already gave him the point where he could compete with the Xiaocheng powerhouses in the Death Profound Realm even without using any means.
"Crunch."
The bright blue light surged from Lin Dong's body. When he moved his figure, he was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and several afterimages appeared from the void like a ghost.
Huh!
Lin Dong's speed at this time was undoubtedly more swift than before. When he moved his figure, a lot of shocks appeared in front of the gray-haired old man.
"Fast speed!"
The gray-haired old man was shocked when he saw Lin Dong’s ghostly speed. This speed was not even as fast as him. Even before the Thunder Palace, he had seen Lin Dong stretch out the blue dragon’s wings at an astonishing speed. But at this time, Lin Dong didn't use his wings, he had already surpassed the past.
"court death!"
However, even though he was surprised by Lin Dong's speed, the gray-haired old man's eyes turned cold. After all, he was a real Xiaocheng powerhouse in the Death Profound Realm, and Lin Dong couldn't take advantage of him if he wanted to fight hard.
Thoughts flashed, and the gray-haired old man bent his fingers together, like a sharp sword, sweeping out the majestic vitality, and instantly turned into a light sword with a length of ten feet, on the sword body, death enveloping, exuding Amazing lethality.
"Huh!"
The sword was drawn in a tricky arc and pierced Lin Dong's throat.
However, facing such a fierce offensive of the gray-haired old man, Lin Dong's eyes flashed with blue light, and he did not evade, grabbing out his palm, the blue light lingering, he actually wanted to block it with his palm.
"idiot."
The gray-haired old man sneered. On top of the lightsaber, Yuan Li was once again vigorous, and immediately pierced Lin Dong's palm fiercely. As soon as the blade turned, he wanted to cut off Lin's palm.
Squeak!
The sharp sword aura slashed fiercely in Lin Dong's palm, but no blood flew out. Instead, there was a harsh sound coming out, as if it was slashing on top of fine iron.
This reaction also shocked the gray-haired old man, and hurriedly wanted to draw his sword back, but the blade remained motionless. When he looked up, he saw Lin Dong’s face with a cold smile on his face, and then, He held the palm of the sword body and suddenly squeezed it down.
Click!
The lightsaber containing the majestic vitality of the gray-haired old man was actually crushed by Lin Dong directly at this moment.
The lightsaber smashed, the gray-haired old man's pupils shrank, a kind of anxiety surged into his heart, and his body reflexed like a violent retreat.
"It's too slow."
However, his figure just retreated, the space in front of him was distorted, and a ghostly figure came close to him. Lin Dong's face with a cold smile fell in the eyes of the gray-haired old man, but it was a little weird.
"Boom!"
A palm wind filled with blue light, tearing the air, with extremely heavy power, fell on the gray-haired old man's chest like lightning.
The low voice spread, and the gray-haired old man suddenly heard a muffled throat from his throat, staggering back, causing a sound of shock in the sky.
No one had thought that Lin Dong would be able to wound a strong dead Profound Realm in a head-on confrontation.
"Junior, you dare to be fierce!"
"Dead Palm!"
Lin Dong shook the gray-haired old man back with a palm. Just about to chase down the killer, an angry voice suddenly rang from the right side, only to see that another powerful person in the Death Profound Realm of the Nine Pagodas had already rushed over. A palm shot out in the air.
A huge palm print of tens of feet suddenly formed, and a strong death spirit entangled it. Obviously, after seeing the gray-haired old man suffering a disadvantage, this young master of the Death Profound Realm had already reduced his small contempt. It is already using tyrannical martial arts.
Lin Dong glanced at the black fist print that came violently, but he ignored it. With a wave of his sleeves, the majestic mental power swept out like a storm and turned into a giant mental hand. Grabbing the black fist mark, immediately squeezed it fiercely, crushing it.
Lin Dong's mental power was already the peak of the Immortal Talisman's Hinayana, and coupled with the overbearing power mixed with some Thunder Ancestral Talisman, even the attack of the Xiaocheng powerhouse in the Death Profound Realm was enough to resist.
"What a powerful mental power?"
This hand immediately drew many surprises, and many people's eyes were shaking. This was completely different from what they had known before. No one knew that Lin Dong, who was already quite troublesome, was actually in the spiritual power. It is also so tyrannical.
Huh!
Lin Dong did not pay attention to the many exclamations. With a little tiptoe, his figure flickered, he appeared in front of the light array, and then he held his palm, and thirty azure dragon light patterns instantly appeared from his arm. The azure dragon light patterns that Lin Dong has cultivated now are faintly mixed with a hint of silver luster, and the fluctuations are more violent and domineering than before.
Obviously, the refining of Lei Ting Ancestral Talisman, its overbearing aggressiveness, also began to assimilate all Lin Dong's things, including Yuan Power, Spiritual Power...
Roar!
A punch blasted out, and thirty azure dragon light patterns whizzed out, and the sky-shaking dragon screamed loudly. With Lin Dong's fist blasted out, it directly blasted heavily on the beam.
Click! Click!
Where the fist fell, the beam of light trembled frantically, and then, a series of cracks spread out from under Lin's fist like a spider web, and soon spread the entire beam of light.
Bang!
The spread of the crack finally reached its limit, and with a final bang, it exploded in the eyes of the many shaking.
Who could have expected that Lin Dong not only passed the blockade of two Xiaocheng strongmen in the Death Profound Realm alone, but also exploded the formation maintained by two other strongmen of the same level...
This strength is obviously too much stronger than when he was in the Thunder Palace!
"It seems that these two months have given him a lot of opportunities..."
On the mountain peak, Huo Yuan looked at this scene with a slightly gloomy expression. From Lin Dong at this time, even he was aware of a smell of danger.
Obviously, in these two months, Lin Dong seemed to have grown to a point that threatened them.
"It's interesting..."
Huo Yuan slowly stood up, and at this moment, Lin Dong in the distant sky, Binghan's eyes also shifted, the two looked at each other, vaguely, with murderous intent and sparks, emanating between the lines of sight.