"Let's take action, fellow Taoist Houtu."

In order to show fairness, Yang Lin did not release the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, nor did he take out the Seven Treasures Tree that he had snatched from the innate treasure level.

He just stood with his hands down, as if he was completely unprepared, waiting for the enemy to attack.

Talking about Taoism is not a life-and-death confrontation. There is no need to use all your trump cards and fight to a bloody head.

Not suitable.

He definitely didn't keep his grace just because his wife was a woman.

"Fellow Taoist, do you look down on me like this?"

When Houtu is not fighting, she is as cute and gentle as the girl next door, and is very easy to get along with.

Once he decides to take action, his face becomes stern, orange light swirls around his body, and in a radius of thousands of miles, the earth's energy roars, roaring and surging like a dragon, and the sky also begins to change, in line with the earth's energy.

An extremely huge and violent aura, like a mountain, weighing down heavily.

Before he could take action, the earth was already shaking and the world was turned upside down.

When it comes to Taoism, Houtu is always serious and doesn't joke around.

From the very beginning of the world, when the bloodline was formed, the earth began to fight, and the fight lasted for hundreds of millions of years.

Fighting is the specialty of the Wu clan.

As the top fighter among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu never underestimates his professional level.

"It's better to take out the innate spiritual treasures to protect yourself and use weapons. Fight with bare hands. I'm afraid it will be difficult for fellow Taoists to show their best Taoist skills, and they will suffer a lot in the fight."

"Don't worry, if you really can't bear it, I will use magic weapons."

I'm kidding, Yang Lin's best skill now is actually martial arts. Combined with his heavenly eyes, his hand-to-hand combat skills are unparalleled in the world. His physical body has reached the late stage of quasi-sage, and he has mastered the Tao. How can he worry about not being able to deal with Hou Tu?

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As for the magic weapon, he was worried about what he would do if he accidentally used too much force and killed Hou Tu. In fact, the other party's temperament was quite suitable, so there was no need to use such a heavy blow.

Chang Xi, who was watching the battle from a distance, became unusually active and said with a smile: "Sister Houtu, please use your strength, the Mulan tree is very powerful. When he snatched the little sister and went to the East China Sea, he easily managed to kill even the demon clan's Heavenly Court Zhou.

The Tianxing Dou Formation can't stop him, so don't worry about hurting him."

Hou Tu's lancet eyebrows could not help but jump heavily, and she couldn't help but look at Chang Xi a few more times. She always felt that this laurel tree had something else to say, but unfortunately there was no evidence.

"Since fellow Taoist is so trusting, then be careful."

Hou Tu said hello, but without making any strides or gestures, with a slight flicker of his body, he was already in front of Yang Lin, and Bai Shengsheng punched him with his fist.

The illusion before my eyes was like a sea, and the sky seemed to have collapsed.

The next moment, Yang Lin discovered that this was not a collapse of the sky, but a collapse of the earth. The entire land seemed to have become his enemy. A strange force tightly locked the body, suppressing and pulling it from the level of cellular particles.

Fixed lock...

At the same time, although the fist did not appear to be very fast, it was surprisingly heavy, covering the entire land, setting off tens of thousands of earth waves, and crushing it with a rumble.

'It's actually a powerful attack, crushing force, and an upright and royal method of warfare.'

When Yang Lin saw it, he secretly admired it.

This kind of boxing technique is not very subtle, it is completely a combination of Hou Tu's own Pangu bloodline and the natural magical power of the earth system.

It seemed that even though she had not cultivated her soul while listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, she had not gained anything.

In fact, he has done a good job in tapping his own talent potential.

Putting aside the issue of realm, just looking at the combat power of this punch, Houtu's strength level can reach the level of the late quasi-sage.

Even Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi may not be able to beat her with their innate treasures.

No wonder, even if the Monster Clan has completed the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation, they have not taken the initiative to launch a full-scale war, because they actually do not have complete assurance.

In a true shopping spree, most of the time you kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses to yourself.

The legendary thick soil of Huangtian is indeed well-deserved.

"What a magical power."

Yang Lin felt that he was bullying her by using the infinite physical power of the Power of Destruction. He had gained the Mu Xing from listening to Taoism, and now he had reached the quasi-sage perfection, so it was time to give Taoism a try.

He refused to evade or retreat, and his figure seemed to turn into a shadow in the painting. Infinite power swept around him, and a finger like white jade lightly touched Hou Tu's fist.

"puff……"

Just like new buds blooming in the fertile soil under the bright spring sun.

Thousands of trees grow in the sun.

The boundless power of the earth element's wild waves turned into boundless vitality in an instant, and green trees and wild grass sprouted all around the body for thousands of miles...

A stream of vitality, like a needle light, penetrated from Hou Tu's fist and bloomed silently.

Hou Tu's punch seemed to hit the void. He only saw the mountains and plains behind Yang Lin being torn into pieces, but it did not hurt his opponent at all.

The next moment, green plant leaves sprouted all over her face, hands, and body skin, and an indescribable itching appeared everywhere around her body.

"ah……"

Houtu screamed in surprise, feeling that his whole body was limp, his hands and feet were weak, and he staggered back dozens of feet.

The earth energy of the body was gathered back, locking the soul and body. The arms trembled slightly, and from all directions, boundless evil spirits appeared, turning into a soul vortex, attacking Yang Lin.

Yang Lin's eyes lit up: "This is a very good move."

No need to ask, this is Hou Tu's unique soul attack talent. Not only can she draw the power of the earth and earth to overwhelm people with her strength, but she can also communicate with countless obsessive evil spirits and dead soul marks around this world to attack opponents.

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No wonder, before starting to discuss the Tao, Hou Tu reminded himself to use his innate magic weapon.

If it were a normal monk, faced with this soul attack, he would probably be hit immediately if he had no means of restraint.

He was beaten so hard that his soul felt like it was falling from his nose.

However, for Yang Lin, this trick was useless.

As soon as his body swayed, a clone appeared.

The clone had a green robe and a jade face, and a strong aura, exactly like the original body. The body was surrounded by aura, and all the black light attacked the clone without causing any waves. However, his original body appeared in the back soil like a phantom.

In front of him, he punched out.

It was as if it was supposed to be there, and the fist would definitely be able to hit it.

No matter how Hou Tu dodged left and right and used all his body protection, it was still of no use.

Amidst the explosion, her figure flew up upside down, crashed through three mountains, and landed on the ground. She finally managed to regain her balance, with a strange look on her face.

She discovered that at that moment, the bloodline energy in her body had been scattered, her soul had become blank, and she could not control the evil spirits around her.
Chapter completed!