"I.... No.... Wear! ”

Lin Zimo struggled to raise his head, his eyes were crazy, "There is a kind of you killing me!" ”

"You think I wouldn't dare?"

Syllable!

Flipping his hand and slapping it out again.

Lin Zimo was like a kite with a broken string, falling headlong, and blood splashed in midair.

The onlookers couldn't help but hide their faces, it was too miserable, the senior brother was really miserable.

The group of core disciples who came back with Senior Brother felt numb one by one, and they felt terrified.

It's amazing, it's a bit too much, it's terrifying!

The elder brother was actually beaten so casually.

From now on, who in the younger generation of the entire sect will dare to dominate in front of him?

This battle witnessed the rise of Zhou Lin, he almost stepped on Lin Zimo's head, crushing the younger generation of the Sword Sect!

Zheng Xinglong couldn't see it, after all, he was his own disciple, how could he be treated like this? What if I do die?

Mu Qing stopped him with his eyes, "Zhou Lin is measured, Zimo, this kid won't die." ”

Su Muyang couldn't stand it, this is the Sword Immortal Palace, and there are some things he says that are better than others.

"Okay, Zhou Lin, just stop it, he's already lost. All the disciples listen to the order, it is related to the task of the sect's forbidden land, the time limit has arrived, and if there is anyone who has not handed over the ghost core, they will be handed over quickly, and according to the handover situation, the top 100 places will be assessed, and they will enter the sect's forbidden place after five days. ”

Li Ji's eyes lit up, and there was a trace of blood on his pale face.

That's right, it's inferior to people in terms of force, so why fight? There are ways to embarrass him.

He was the first to jump out and pointed at Zhou Lin and said, "Back to the hall master, Zhou Lin hasn't handed it over yet." ”

"Zhou Lin, you said you hunted the ghost core, where are you? The brothers and sisters were born and died, hunting ghost cores for the sect, you wouldn't just sneak out and go away alone, right? If this is the case, so disregarding the safety of the sect, a person like you is not worthy of being a senior brother. Senior Brother Lin is the senior brother in our minds, everyone says, right? ”

Li Ji spoke out and gained popularity for Lin Zimo.

There is really no way, since he has offended Zhou Lin, he can't expect him to forgive himself, so he can only go one way to the dark and completely pull Zhou Lin off the horse.

Lin Zimo was lying on the ground, extremely embarrassed, and when he heard Li Ji's voice at this moment, he seemed to see a glimmer of opportunity.

He struggled to stand up, looked at Zhou Lin, and said: "Zhou Lin, I admit that you are very strong, but the senior brother is not so easy to be, the senior brother must have the responsibility of the senior brother, I rushed back from the Southern Wilderness to participate in the mission, the ghost cores of the hunt are not many, all of them are handed over!" ”

He ripped off the storage ring and threw it towards the Sword Immortal Palace.

The junior disciple in charge of statistics in front of the Sword Immortal Hall counted it and reported the number: "Lin Zimo, five thousand six hundred and seventy-four ghost cores!" ”

"Shhh More than 5,000 pieces, too powerful, worthy of Senior Brother Lin, in fact, Senior Brother Lin is right to be a senior brother, he collects the most. ”

"Yes, with the demons raging, you can still collect more than 5,000 pieces, which is quite powerful."

"Senior Brother Lin is amazing, Senior Brother Lin is the first, we support Senior Brother Lin!"

The crowd seemed to come to life and whispered.

Lin Zimo regained a trace of confidence and forced his eyes to look at Zhou Lin, "What's the matter, if you can win me, I will obey you!" ”

In terms of force, he is no longer Zhou Lin's opponent, and he can only hope to win back a game here.

Zhou Lin still looked calm, his eyes looked around at everyone, and his face was expressionless, "How much is more than five thousand?" ”

Li Ji sneered, "But you didn't even take out five." ”

"Who says I don't?"

Reaching out and grabbing it, he grabbed a large number of ghost cores and threw them in front of the Sword Immortal Palace.

Thousands of ghost cores piled up, completely shocking everyone.

"It's such a big bunch, no less than thousands, it turns out that Senior Brother Zhou has it."

Someone said.

Yang He suddenly remembered what Senior Brother Zhou said, and felt that Senior Brother Zhou was really unfathomable.

Li Ji was taken aback, "Where did he get so many ghost cores?" ”

Lin Zimo had a bad feeling in his heart, he wouldn't really hunt a lot of ghost cores, right? It's impossible, he took so many people to hunt with him, how could he be more alone than himself?

"Zhou Lin, five thousand nine hundred and eighty-one!"

The disciples of the Sword Immortal Hall reported the number.

Everyone was silent, Senior Brother Zhou Lin seemed to have surpassed Senior Brother Lin.

"I said, no matter how you compare, I will win you!"

Zhou Lin raised his head, and his face was indifferent, without the slightest smugness and publicity.

Zheng Xinglong looked at his apprentice, then at Zhou Lin, and sighed in his heart, "There is no harm if there is no comparison, compared to it, it is still too powerful for the elder!" ”

Mu Qing's face was full of smiles, and he almost went out to show off.

Not far away, a core disciple handed the storage ring to the junior disciple of the Sword Immortal Palace, "Mine is for Senior Brother Lin." ”

Someone took the lead, and the other disciples who came with Lin Zimo also stepped forward, "Mine is also for Senior Brother Lin!" ”

"Mine counts too!"

In the end, there were hundreds of disciples who returned to the Sword Sect with Lin Zimo, and almost most of them were handed over and recorded in Lin Zimo's name, and the number of ghost cores under his name increased at a terrifying rate.

"One thousand six hundred and fifty-one!"

"Seven hundred and forty-six!"

"Three hundred and fifty-twenty-nine!"

"Lin Zimo has a total of fifty thousand and seventy-one ghost cores under his name."

Finally, the disciples of the Sword Immortal Hall finished counting.

Wow!

There was an uproar in the crowd.

More than 50,000, it's just against the sky, and in the case of evil demons raging, more than 50,000 ghost cores are still collected, and the senior brother deserves to be the senior brother.

Everyone is still inclined to Lin Zimo in their hearts, because of the majesty of so many years.

Li Ji said with a ashamed face: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, if mine is not registered, I can give it to you." ”

Lin Zimo was in high spirits, patted Li Ji's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, this is enough, if I don't have your reminder, how can I win him?" After all, we won this battle. Hahaha. ”

He swept away the decadence, and his whole person was red and high-spirited.

Li Ji was also in a happy mood, he looked at Zhou Lin playfully, "Disappointed, right?" Desperate, right? Zhou Lin, I admit that you are very powerful, but within the sect, it is not enough to be powerful! must also have enough prestige, Senior Brother Lin is the senior brother who everyone expects. ”

Lin Zimo humbly hugged his fists: "Thank you brothers for your love." ”

Zhou Lin still had a calm face, and his expression made Lin Zimo's face twitch, and he couldn't wait to step forward and slap him, he was really underwhelmed.

Yang He was worried, so many ghost cores, more than 50,000, an overwhelming number, can Senior Brother Zhou still win?

"It's a pity that these people are too arrogant, even if they win, they can't win, they are numerous."

Li Qi clenched his fists and looked angry.

"What else does he have to do?"

Zheng Xinglong is also curious, this young man is really a demon, his strength is so outstanding, there are always amazing accidents.

"Disciple, apprentice, what hole cards do you have?"

Mu Qing watched with interest.

Su Muyang was also curious, in such a situation, it was almost impossible to win again, more than 50,000 ghost cores, this was already an overwhelming number, how could Zhou Lin alone take out more than more than a hundred people?

Zhou Lin turned his eyes, and all the other party's hole cards had already come out, so he said lightly: "Fifty thousand, is it a lot?" ”