The jet-black token was raised by Zhou Linqing in his hand, and the flashing light on it seemed to Luo Jin that he was slapping himself in the face.

He is actually a disciple of the Punishment Palace!

How is this possible?

Equally unexpected were the many onlookers.

"This year's new disciples will be able to get the entry token issued by the Punishment Hall in advance, this kid can't be someone from the Hu Hall Master, right?"

"Maybe it's an illegitimate child?"

There is malicious speculation.

"Maybe it's true, what do you think about that can make Hall Master Hu personally come forward to take over, or even directly exempt from the ladder test?"

The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, and some people seem to think about it.

"Hey, people with backgrounds are different, and people are really angry compared to people."

"Professor Luo is miserable, there is Hall Master Hu standing behind the people, I heard that the Mission Hall and the Punishment Hall have always been incompatible, he will definitely not be able to please this time."

Luo Jin's face was ugly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes from time to time, he secretly contacted the hall master of the mission hall, hoping that the hall master could come, otherwise it would be a little difficult to match Hood's aura suppression with his personal strength.

Sou!

There was a sound of breaking the air in the distance.

Hood raised his eyes, his face gloomy.

"Who dares to deceive the people of my mission hall?"

The voice was as domineering as thunder, rumbling, from far to near.

Luo Jin's face was overjoyed, "The hall master is here!" ”

"Look, the mission hall master is here, it's so good-looking."

The onlookers were in a commotion, and they each retreated, making way for a passage on their own, their eyes flickering.

A figure was huge and boundless, spanning hundreds of steps in just a flash, and squeezed into everyone's sight as hard as a door panel.

"See the hall master!"

Luo Jin was overjoyed and clasped his fists and saluted.

Seeing that the hall master came to support him in person, his face was red and full of confidence.

Chen Mang, the master of the mission hall, was dark-looking, short and fat, and his small eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Hmm!"

He nodded, glanced at Zhou Lin, and saw that he was just a martial artist cultivator, his gaze swept directly over him and fell on Hu De, without concealing the battle intent in his heart.

"Hall Master, here's how it ....."

Luo Jin stretched out his hand to make a trumpet shape, lowered his head and whispered in Chen Mang's ear what had happened.

His voice was very low, but Zhou Lin still vaguely heard the words of the Lin family.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Chen Mang's eyes, and he suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife staring at Hu De, "So, a disciple who has not been approved by the Mission Hall actually killed my mission hall disciple?" Master Hu, isn't that so? ”

He directly ignored Zhou Lin and confronted Hood behind him.

Sometimes, right and wrong are no longer important, what matters is a beginning, an excuse.

Obviously, Chen Mang, the master of the mission hall, seized this excuse to make trouble.

"What about killing? Whoever my punishment hall disciple convicts is guilty, then he must be guilty, why, you don't accept it? ”

Hood squinted, his face full of contempt.

"Hu De, the martial arts hall is not your punishment hall, if you haven't registered with the mission hall, then it's not my martial arts hall disciple, an outsider is so cruel that he attacked my martial arts hall disciple, this is disrespectful to the martial arts hall. is young, and the shot is so ruthless, this person can't stay! ”

"Did you say you did it, or did Chen come in person?"

He and Hood have always been incompatible, and this time he was despised, Chen Mang became angry and shouted.

After speaking, he took a step forward, and the furious True Yuan shook, and his momentum suddenly rose.

The furious aura suddenly squeezed over like a tsunami.

Zhou Lin felt like a flat boat, which could be submerged at any time in the storm.

"It is worthy of being the master of the mission hall, this coercion is much stronger than Luo Jin."

His face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

Crunch! Crunch!

The bones of the whole body were trembling and trembling, and the skin was squeezed to the point where there seemed to be a cloud of gas circulating on it.

Shang Luo Jin Zhou Lin still had three points to protect himself, but this mission hall master was too powerful, and that kind of pervasive aura suppression made Zhou Lin feel a sense of powerlessness.

It's completely irresistible, and the gap between the two is too big.

Zhou Lin was deep in it, and while feeling the pressure, it was not without benefits.

The Heaven Devouring Divine Technique in the body operated on its own, and the blood-colored cyclone swallowed frantically.

After the pressure was extreme, the 36,000 pores on the surface of the body were like turning on a hair dryer, and 36,000 tiny cyclones were running at the same time, trying to convert this terrifying coercion into their own power to swallow and digest it.

This process is quick, and it is an autonomous act of the Heaven Swallowing Divine Formula.

Zhou Lin's eyes lit up, "Could it be that the Heaven Devouring Divine Technique can still devour the other party's coercion?" ”

Swallowing the Heaven Divine Formula, although it is a remnant formula, every movement brings him a surprise, as if it does not swallow anything.

Such a magical anti-heaven magic trick must have an extraordinary origin, and since he got it, Zhou Lin was still a little uncontrollable.

Every time the body is under great stress, it works on its own, and it seems that the more stress, the greater the rebound.

Soon, he realized it was an opportunity.

Devouring the coercion of a more advanced powerhouse will bring about what kind of changes will it bring to you?

He's looking forward to it, too.

Pretending that his body was shaky, Zhou Lin was in ecstasy, he found that after this coercion was swallowed, it condensed into a membrane in the skin layer from the surface to the inside, and in those membranes there was a coercion of the breath belonging to the mission hall master Chen Mang.

The Heaven Devouring Divine Technique devoured wildly, and the intense coercion swelled up like subcutaneous fat.

It is conceivable that it won't be long before he can release the aura coercion that belongs to Chen Mang, and he can even pretend to be Chen Mang perfectly.

"If you pretend to be Chen Mang to scare people, it may have a surprising effect."

Zhou Lin thought to himself.

"Not convinced? Come to war! What is the ability to bully children? ”

Hu De was afraid that something would happen to Zhou Lin, so he raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and a soft aura sneaked in with the wind, canceling out Chen Mang's aura in an instant.

Zhou Lin felt a lot of regret, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't tell Hood, hey, this coercion is not enough to eat, I'm not afraid.

The coercion of the realm has always been the reason why many strong people are above the lower realm, and often as soon as their own coercion is released, those who are lower than their own cultivation are suppressed to death and are slaughtered by others.

The greater the difference in strength, the stronger the effect of this coercion.

If it was known that Zhou Lin of the Innate Realm could ignore the coercion released by Chen Mang, a powerhouse in the foundation building period, it would frighten a crowd.

At this moment, a voice reached Zhou Lin's ears, "Boy, you can't escape, with the palace master restraining you, I don't think Hu De can protect you, today I, Luo Jin, will abolish your little cub with my own hands." ”

Zhou Lin raised his eyes and saw Luo Jin smiling fiercely, his mouth moving slightly, obviously condensing his voice into a line and passing it on.