Chapter 133: The Demon God Strikes

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It's just that Lin Xun's face sank, and the strange emotions that were originally a little expectant and subtle in his heart were completely gone.

In the distant retreat, there was Xiao Qinghe, and there were also many Lingbao Holy Land cultivators wearing apricot yellow robes, but there was no figure of Zhao Jingxuan.

Moreover, there were more than thirty of those figures, and there were several half-step kings among them.

This is very abnormal!

Lin Xun has been trained in killing and training over the years, and he noticed something strange at a glance, and immediately did not hesitate, and he used his evil spirit to hide his figure.

A moment later, Xiao Qinghe and a group of Spirit Treasure Holy Land cultivators roared into the void.

"Everyone, there is no need to send each other, since Miss Zhao has gone to the 'Immortal God Mountain' to prepare for participating in the battle for the small giant list, then I can come to visit again in the future. ā€

Xiao Qinghe stood in the void and arched his hand.

"Daoyou is too polite. ā€

The first lean old man with a goatee smiled and said, "Before leaving, the old man took the liberty to ask, Daoyou came alone this time?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the others became a little subtle.

Xiao Qinghe's eyes swept over everyone, and he said with a look of surprise: "What, is there a problem for me to visit your sect alone?"

The old man with the goatee laughed: "No problem, it's just ......"

He paused, the smile on his face was removed, and there was a hint of interrogation in his eyes, "As far as we know, you didn't come alone. ā€

Xiao Qinghe frowned: "Senior Ram, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, who doesn't know that a few days ago, it was you and the Demon God of Nalin who made trouble in Baiyujing?"

A young man shouted.

"We respect you as the heir of the Sun and Moon Temple, but if you harbor evil intentions and bad intentions, don't blame us for being polite!"

"Let's talk about it, is the Demon God of Lin coming with you?"

The other Lingbao Holy Land heirs also spoke one after another, and they looked at Xiao Qinghe one by one with a touch of coldness in their eyes.

In the void, the sea of clouds rolled, and the atmosphere was more solemn.

Xiao Qinghe pondered for a moment, and suddenly sneered: "As early as when you sent me away so excitedly, I noticed that something was wrong, and now I look at it, and it is indeed so." ā€

He was alone, faintly surrounded by this group of spiritual treasure holy land cultivators, but despite this, he was not afraid at all, but showed disdain.

"Want to find out the news of the Lin Demon God from me? It's just wishful thinking! I advise you to get out of the way quickly!"

With that, Xiao Qinghe stepped forward.

Swish!

The goatee old man dodged and blocked in front of Xiao Qinghe, his expression had become indifferent and cold, "Fellow Daoist, if you insist on going your own way, then we can only use some other means." ā€

When he spoke, the other strong people all gathered around, and the breath around them surged, and they looked like they were going to fight if they didn't agree with each other.

Xiao Qinghe's face sank, and he said coldly: "I only want to ask, are you going to start a war with my Sun and Moon Temple?"

Ram's dry eyelids jumped, and he said hesitantly: "It's not that exaggerated, I just want you to tell us some truths, and if you get the answer, we will send Daoyou away, and there will be absolutely no obstacles." ā€

Boom!

A dark iron war spear appeared in Xiao Qinghe's palm, and his body was filled with golden radiance, and the momentum of the whole person instantly climbed to the extreme.

"Don't, just do it!" he shouted, his eyes lit up.

"Alas, why should Daoist friends be so stubborn? At this time, it is not too late to rein in the precipice. The ram sighed lightly, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Old fellow, I'm not afraid to tell you, even if you kill me today, don't want to get a little news from me, if you don't believe it, you can try!"

Xiao Qinghe's breath roared like thunder, his body was golden, and he stood proudly in the sea of clouds with a war spear.

Ram Qian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled slightly: "You say, if we do something to you, will the Lin Demon God be killed or not saved?"

Xiao Qinghe's face changed slightly, and he said, "What do you mean?"

"Fellow Daoist, offended!" the ram shouted, his lean body straightened up suddenly, stepped into the void, and slashed towards Xiao Qinghe with one palm.

Rumble!

This palm, if the sky descends on the spiritual mountain, steaming purple divine light, crushing the void and shattering, the momentum is strong and heavy, and the horror is boundless.

Xiao Qinghe swept the war spear and shook it hard, and in the terrifying roar, the blow of the ram was easily defused.

"You're up to you, and you deserve to fight me?"

Xiao Qinghe was disdainful, his eyebrows were full of arrogance, a half-step king realm, it really couldn't bring him much of a threat.

"What if you add us?"

At this time, three or four figures swept out one after another, both men and women, all of them were half-step king realms.

At the same time, the other cultivators in the Lingbao Holy Land also sacrificed their treasures and defended them around, waiting solemnly.

"Do all the top figures in the Lingbao Holy Land die?"

Xiao Qinghe scoffed.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth!"

The ram stepped forward, and its lean body burst out with the power of rushing into the sky, like a violent thunder and lightning, breaking away.

At the same time, several other half-step kings also moved from different directions.

Boom!

A middle-aged woman sacrificed an animal skin war drum, and with a light beat, the drum sounded like a shout of gods and demons, shocking the earth.

Crash~

A short and fat man waved a silver chain, slashing the sky and the ground, and was domineering.

"Slash!"

An old man in a gray robe came to kill with a dark blue ancient sword.

......

In an instant, Xiao Qinghe was attacked in all directions and was shrouded in various attacks.

Obviously, for a person like him, these half-step king realms of the Lingbao Holy Land did not have any contempt, otherwise, it would be impossible to rush up.

Xiao Qinghe's face became solemn and gloomy, and his heart was furious, this is obviously a bully for him to be alone!

It's just that before he could make a move, a figure had appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This person is Lin Xun.

Witnessing the previous scene, he already knew all the situation, and he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible killing intent surging in his heart.

Rumble!

It was too late to say that it was too late, and attacks from all sides were already coming.

Whip shadow, palm power, drum sound, sword energy...... All of them are strong and terrifying, and they are the powerful killing power from the half-step king realm, gathering together, making this world mourn and stir.

The huge sea of clouds is all bursting with powder in an instant!

Lin Xun's eyes were quick, and in an instant, he shot out thousands of green palm prints, each palm print was condensed and truthful, imprinting Daoguang.

With a deafening explosion, all attacks are defused!

But the ram was not surprised by this.

"Hahaha, Demon God Lin, you've finally appeared!" the ram laughed.

The other Lingbao Holy Land heirs also sneered, looking like they had already known that they would be like this.

"Are you an idiot? Why do you do this when you know they're trying to force you to show up?

Xiao Qinghe was angry and glared at Lin Xun.

Before, the reason why he talked with the other party in a vain and aggrieved manner was to tell Lin Xun in the secret that the situation had changed, so that he could take the opportunity to leave quickly.

Who would have thought that this guy jumped out stupidly!

"Idiot?"

The corners of Lin Xun's lips appeared with a touch of curvature, "As a friend, it's better to be an idiot than to be unkind, what do you say?"

"Friend?" Xiao Qinghe was stunned, and his heart was rarely touched.

"Lin Demon God, when you were in the ruins, you killed my nephew Ram Yu, do you remember!?"

In the distance, the ram looked resentful and infiltrating, "I've been waiting for today for a long time, but I've finally looked forward to you!"

"You are the Lin Demon God, what a bold man, back then in the ruins, I damaged the face of my Lingbao Holy Land, and today you dare to set foot on my Lingbao Holy Land, I don't know how the word death is written!"

The other people's expressions were also extremely cold.

"That's a lot of nonsense, I dared to kill the ram feather back then, and I dare to slaughter you today!"

When he spoke, Lin Xun moved, he had already had a murderous intention, how could he delay time.

Bang!

He stepped out in one step, and the snow-white ice cocktail soared into the air, and the momentum of the whole person changed, as if he had turned into a demon god, and rushed forward.

Ram's eyes narrowed, and he violently turned his whole body cultivation, urged a war knife, and slashed out: "Let's do it together, punish this fang!"

It's just that before his words fell, Lin Xun had already rushed in, too fast, as fast as he moved, domineering and blinding, and punched out.

With a bang, the ram's dry battle knife let out a violent wail and came out of his hand.

At the same time, the fiery and terrifying fist shrouded down and was fiercely imprinted on the ram's chest.

Click!

The ram's dry chest cavity suddenly collapsed and shattered, and its lean body bent like a boiled prawn, and flew out fiercely.

He was bleeding and screaming, and he was seriously injured and dying!

And from beginning to end, it's just a blink of an eye.

The audience was silent.

One punch!

The existence of such a half-step king realm as a ram dry can't even be resisted!

It was also at this time that they suddenly realized that the young man in front of them was a demon god figure who was now famous in the Dongsheng Realm.

Even Xiao Qinghe, the corners of his lips twitched imperceptibly, when it came to ferocity and perversion, Lin Xun was undoubtedly the one who made him feel the most incomprehensible.

There was a stir in the field, and the faces of the cultivators of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land changed greatly.

At this time, Lin Xun had continued to attack without reservation.

After all, this is the territory of the Lingbao Holy Land, and it is only a thousand miles away from the Sanqing Mountain where its sect is located.

Rumble!

Lin Xun's figure was illusory, and he rushed towards the short and fat man holding the silver chain.

But halfway through, there was an earth-shattering drum sound, like a substantial drum sound spreading, extremely powerful.

Lin Xun let out a loud shout, and if the Great Dao Lun sounded, a Pu Prison Divine Beast phantom soared into the air, and with a bang, he forcibly defeated the drum sound.

The power of Pu Lao's roar continued unabated, making the middle-aged woman holding the animal skin drum also like a lightning strike, her spirit was severely damaged, and she let out a terrible scream.

At this time, Lin Xun's figure had already killed in front of the short and fat man, and a brilliant and incomparable Raccoon Seal was killed.