"What kind of arrow is this?"

Yang Lin was also shocked in his heart. He kept holding his bow like a full moon, pulling the string and making a thunderous sound, without moving.

The wind stopped and the thunder around him dimmed, and he felt that all his soul power, mental power, and physical body power were all exhausted in this arrow.

The twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls replenished the infinite energy, and the body was like the parched earth, absorbing vitality and growing rapidly. After a few breaths, it recovered...

He held the bow in his hand, and his arm muscles were still trembling slightly. Completely involuntarily, in a flash, he was already at the side of the three-legged Golden Crow, which was as huge as a mountain peak.

"What a miserable big bird."

Yang Lin took a deep breath.

Only then did he see clearly how powerful the attack Taoist Lu Ya had endured.

Not to mention the power of the sun he transformed into before, now, half of his wings have been frozen into ice slag.

A huge dark hole appeared in the bird's chest and abdomen, all its internal organs were gone, and its soul was as weak as a candle in the wind.

The three flowers and the five qi have long been wiped out by that arrow. Countless years of Taoism are probably gone.

Although this guy is not dead, he is even more miserable than when he died, and is even a hundred times weaker than when he was just born.

"Should we add a little more to make him completely annihilated and the true spirit be on the list?"

Seeing the incredible value of 240 million flashing across the green screen of the martial arts performance, Yang Lin's heart beat loudly and he turned away from this thought.

A quasi-saint-level opponent will gain such a huge martial luck value after being defeated. If he is completely killed and all luck is collected, wouldn't it be a wave of fat for himself, and he will directly receive 480 million martial arts points.

Bang bang bang...

Yang Lin's heartbeat was abnormally fast.

After thinking about it for a while, I suppressed this greed forcibly.

The center of his brows itched slightly, and his ability to recognize blame and misfortune was activated. He knew that if he killed Taoist Lu Ya directly and wiped out Taoist Lu Ya's soul from the source, his chance would be gone.

It is very likely that in the next moment, a big shot will come forward, but I don’t know which saint it will be?

So, if you don't kill, where is the opportunity?

'Could it be related to the acquisition of the power of Taiyin?'

Suddenly, Yang Lin felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

He thought of an extremely long-standing legend. There might be truth hidden in those stories.

Could it be that the owner of the Moon Palace, Chang'e, who controls the power of the lunar moon, really has some unknown and weird relationship with Taoist Lu Ya? Why not give it a try.

In the battle to seize the Book of Arrows from the Zhou camp, Yang Lin got 100 million martial arts points, a treasure-killing flying knife, and a remaining 70 million. Now he has got another 240 million, which is far more than the one who has upgraded his mental power to the fifth level.

One hundred and sixty million military fortunes.

The power of the mental attack can reach the power of the middle stage of the Daluo realm, which is enough. The most urgent task is to perfect the original secret, achieve the Chaos Cave, and improve it in all aspects.

Cultivation is fundamental.

"Then let's not kill him for now and wait and see."

"Small, small, small."

Yang Lin's eyes flashed slightly, and he chanted a spell to shrink Taoist Lu Ya and put him into the immortal-killing gourd.

The immortal-killing flying knife was transformed by the soul of the former Donghuang Taiyi, and it voluntarily became a magic weapon. This thing was deprived of its spirituality by the treasure money. Because the attributes of the soul were much higher than his own spiritual realm, Yang Lin could not refine it and use it.

, it can only be sealed. However, this Immortal Killing Gourd can still be used. It has the basic functions of containing heaven and earth and collecting all things.

The biggest benefit of this gourd is actually its ability to nourish. Whether it is a living or dead thing, it can nourish and strengthen everything. It is indeed the innate gourd that was picked off Mount Buzhou, and it has incredible and wonderful effects.

Yang Lin felt that this treasure was more suitable for him than the flying knife itself.

All kinds of mountain and river swords, dragon-escaping stakes, pets and enemies can be loaded into it, which is very convenient.

Of course, Dinghai Shenzhu is different.

He plans to refine this top-quality innate spiritual treasure into Yuanshen and turn it into the twenty-four worlds of the heavens. Together with the cave world, he will see if he can refine it into the Great Thousand Worlds. There is no need to put it in a gourd, nor can it be put in it.

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When Ran Deng Teng Yun arrived, he saw the coast of the South China Sea that was beyond recognition. The bottom of the sea was dry, frost was everywhere, and cracks were like dragons and snakes, covering hundreds of miles.

On the land, the mountains collapsed and were shattered into ashes. A huge and incomparable three-legged golden crow was injured miserably. It was just one more breath than dead. Its Taoist cultivation was long gone, and it was being used by a young man.

Shrink the spell, shrink it to the size of a person, and put it in the gourd.

'That's Taoist Lu Ya?'

Ran Deng's eyebrows jumped wildly, and he stopped far away in the clouds, not daring to get closer.

This battle was a bit fierce at first glance, and even Taoist Lu Ya was defeated. What kind of powerful trump card does the young Taoist have? Can he still use it?

Although there was a desire to retreat in his heart, Ran Deng turned his eyes and saw the twenty-four points of light behind Yang Lin's head, and desire and greed rose again in his eyes...

"Friend Huang Dao, the Dinghai Shenzhu is destined to Pindao, and it has been named by the saints. If you keep it with you, it will be harmful and useless. It is better to keep this thing. Pindao owes you a huge karma, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

Give back.”

This is the truth and it is also a temptation.

Ran Deng Taoist never tells lies, and he is extremely accurate in judging people and things.

He didn't know whether the young Taoist opposite him still had fighting strength or whether he was injured, but he knew that he really couldn't bear to let go of this Dinghai Divine Pearl.

"What a coincidence. Fellow Taoist Ran Deng's Qiankun Ruler and Glazed Lamp are also dear to me. Why don't you give them to me as a gift? I will surely repay you in the future."

Yang Lin smiled, but there was a deep murderous intent in his eyes.

In the world of Fengshen, Taoist Lu Ya can be called "ruthless", while Taoist Randen can bear the word "yin".

This man has never lost face. He appears to be upright and upright on the surface, but secretly he is doing evil things. There are endless conspiracies and tricks. You have to be careful about the things he targets.

Maybe even his life and treasures would be taken away by him.

However, Yang Lin neither mixed with the Chan Sect nor the Western Sect. He clearly knew the other person's character and was immediately alert, so how could he be afraid of him.

If you push me harder, I'll take action directly.

With the power of defeating the Golden Crow with one arrow, Yang Lin's murderous aura soared into the sky, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

The left hand holds the sun-shooting bow emptyly, and the right hand draws the bow like a full moon. An arrow is slowly generated, the breath of heaven and earth changes suddenly, and the emptiness of death is reflected in the soul.

At the same time, twenty-four points of bright light behind his head turned into pearls, spinning, and if they disagreed, they would fly into the air and fall down.

Even though Taoist Ran Deng had reached the quasi-sage realm countless years ago, he felt a little guilty at this time.

He took a long breath of cold air, an ugly forced smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body moved slightly, the golden cloud flashed, and then retreated without a trace.

Yang Lin stood there, silently sensing his soul, and found that Taoist Ran Deng had actually retreated far away, and the warning was immediately eliminated.

"This person really doesn't dare to take any risks."

Yang Lin laughed dumbly.

Take a deep breath.

Ran Deng is not restrained by the Shooting Sun Divine Bow, and is actually a bit more difficult to deal with than Taoist Lu Ya.

He had just been drained of his essence, mana, soul, and mental strength. Although he had received the compensation and recovery from the Dinghai Divine Pearl, he had not yet reached his peak in a short period of time.

It's true that the two of them are deadlocked, and it's still unclear who will win in a fight.

However, it would be better if the opponent does not dare to fight and simply gives in.

The main reason is that this huge Golden Crow and the big hole without internal organs in its chest are really a bit bluffing...it's frost, and it's the power of annihilation. The sun-shooting bow is so famous that Ran Deng doesn't even want to go to Lu.

Follow in the footsteps of Taoists.
Chapter completed!