850. Chapter 850: The Stronger the War
"Catch up! Fang Lin has caught up!"
"He also defeated sixty-nine war spirits, which is too fast!"
"Had he been reserved until this moment before he used his real means?"
"Now, are the two of them evenly matched?"
"No, it's still Long Zhi's fate that is superior, and the strength of the war spirit they face is different. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"That's right, even if Fang Lin has broken through seventy battle spirits, he can't compare to Long Zhi's fate. ”
"Even if it can't compare to Long Zhifang, it can be regarded as setting a record for the limit that a Tianyuan martial artist can achieve!"
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Everyone exclaimed, the number on the stone slab had soared too fast, and in only two hours, it had already become sixty-nine, indicating that Fang Lin had defeated several battle spirits one after another in these two hours.
You must know that it took Fang Lin a few hours to defeat a battle spirit before, but now the efficiency has become a little too fast, which makes everyone feel a little unbelievable.
"Could it be that he is in there, using the treasure? If so, even if he defeats the war spirit, it will not make any sense. A disciple of the Long family said.
As soon as these words came out, many people suddenly realized and showed their approval.
"I'll just say, Fang Lin is only Tianyuan, no matter how strong his strength is, it is impossible to defeat so many battle spirits, and there must be some treasure used in the future. ”
"The test of this Battle Spirit Hall is to allow the intruders to get the improvement and polishing of their martial arts strength, and this Fang Lin's use of treasures is really ridiculous. ”
"There is no meaning, even if he defeats a hundred war spirits, he can't compare to Long Zhiming with his own strength. ”
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Many people shook their heads, although they didn't know the situation inside the Battle Spirit Palace, they preferred to believe that Fang Lin had used treasures inside to be able to defeat so many War Spirits.
Of course, there are also a very small number of people who feel that Fang Lin has relied on his own strength to break through to this point.
Dugu Nian glanced at the people of the Long family with some disgust, and couldn't wait to rush over and punch each of them.
Elder Huang looked at the two identical figures on the stone slab, and his brows were always furrowed.
"That Fang Lin shouldn't be so stupid to use the treasure, but it's not good to say, the speed of defeating the war spirit is a little too fast. Elder Huang said secretly in his heart, he was also a little skeptical that Fang Lin would be able to defeat sixty-nine battle spirits so quickly.
But after all, he is the elder of this Infinite Battle Palace, even if he has doubts, he can't say it casually, if he guesses wrong, then his face will not look good.
In the Hall of War Spirits, Fang Lin was holding a bone spear, killing with a surging momentum, as if there was a vast ocean in his body, which was setting off a monstrous wave.
"Tian Yuan Yae!" Fang Lin's eyes flashed, and the continuous battles made the Killing Pill in his body be motivated.
Under the effect of the medicinal power of the Killing Pill, Fang Lin's realm broke through and stepped into the Heavenly Yuan Eightfold.
And that's just the beginning.
The effectiveness of the Killing Pill was still there, Fang Lin's momentum continued to rise, the bone spear in his hand became faster and faster, and the attack became more and more fierce, and faintly, a dense shadow of the spear was intertwined, making the seventieth battle spirit very embarrassed.
However, the strength of this seventieth battle spirit is also extraordinary, comparable to a martial artist with a ninefold spirit vein.
If it was under normal circumstances, Fang Lin would definitely not be the opponent of the Spirit Vein Ninefold Martial Artist, the gap was too big to make up.
And now, Fang Lin was fighting with him hard, and he was not suppressed.
Of course, it didn't have much upper hand, just relying on the realm of the Heavenly Yuan Eightfold, it was still too difficult to defeat this seventieth battle spirit.
What Fang Lin had to do was to keep fighting with this battle spirit, so that the effectiveness of the Killing Pill could be brought into play, so that he could step into the Heavenly Yuan Ninefold.
Once he stepped into the Heavenly Yuan Ninefold, then Fang Lin had a certain degree of certainty and defeated the battle spirit in front of him.
As for how terrifying the war spirit would be encountered later, that was later, and Fang Lin didn't want to think about it too much.
Bang!
The war spirit grabbed a flaw and swept it directly with a punch, and the fist was so strong that it was enough to shatter a mountain.
Fang Lin was caught off guard, and was hit in the chest by that fist, and suddenly his body fell backwards again and again, and a trace of blood flowed out 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 against this war spirit.
The battle spirit that is comparable to the ninefold spirit of the spirit vein, although it is still a little inferior to the real spirit vein ninefold martial artist, and it cannot use any treasures, but it can also be called a strong abnormality.
Because this battle spirit had the strength, speed, and physical body of a spirit vein ninefold martial artist, Fang Lin was 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 was not weak, he would be able to fight this battle spirit for so long.
The effectiveness of the Breaking Killing Pill gradually faded, Fang Lin did not hesitate at all, distanced himself from that battle spirit, and then took another Breaking Killing Pill, and suddenly the power of the Killing Pill permeated his body again.
On the other hand, Long Zhiming was also fighting with the seventieth battle spirit, but the strength of the war spirit that Long Zhiming was facing was already comparable to the Nine Great Consummations of the Spirit Vein, close to the realm of the half-step spirit bone.
Such an opponent is enough to sweep through any spirit vein martial artist, and it is quite tricky for Long Zhiming to defeat this battle spirit without using treasures.
However, unlike Fang Lin's situation, Long Zhiming was able to fight with this war spirit on a par with his own strength, and he did not fall behind, and sometimes he was even able to occupy a little upper hand.
Long Zhiming's purple armor has already played a role, doubling Long Zhiming's strength.
But even so, it will take some time to defeat this seventieth war spirit.
"The distance of this Battle Spirit Hall is to defeat seventy-two War Spirits at one time, I must break this record, otherwise I am not qualified to compete with those few people in the Upper Three Kingdoms. Long Zhifang's expression was cold, his fighting spirit was high, and his strong strength was fully displayed.
Before I knew it, four hours had passed.
Outside the Battle Spirit Hall, the numbers on the stone slabs all stopped at sixty-nine, and it seemed that Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had encountered great obstacles and were unable to move forward.
For a while, everyone outside speculated again, thinking that one of the two might come out.
Unexpectedly, just when most people thought that Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had reached the limit, the numbers on the stone slab changed suddenly.
"Seventy!"
"It's all seventy!"
"Could it be that they defeated the war spirits they faced at the same time?"
"These two guys are really going to scare us all to death. ”
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Everyone exclaimed again and again, on the stone slab, the numbers of Fang Lin and Long Zhifang had changed from sixty-nine to seventy.
There is only a gap between two war spirits from the highest record.