Reaching the top of the world: I'm really not a genius

Chapter 134 134 The oppressive feeling of historical precipitation! [Lingbao·Secret Martial Orb] Recognize the Lord!Soul returns!Zong Lieque who sees through the truth

When Lin Zhengliu followed the map and started the speed pass mode of the Wuchao Soul Cave.

in the hall.

Zhu Ming, who made the title of "King of Fire" gradually start to be worthy of the name, rushed up first and confronted "He Dao Fang Lin".

[He Dao Fang Lin], who seems to be empty-handed, has colorful internal force rays of light flowing in his palm.

Rotate your waist, lift your knees slightly, and stagger your body.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Palm, elbow, fist.

[He Dao Fang Lin]'s speed is not fast, but every move of his is superb. If one point is added, the strength is too heavy, and if one point is reduced, the strength is too light. These three moves are perfectly natural.

It was just an understatement of three consecutive blows with his bare hands, and Zhu Ming, who was surrounded by flames, was smashed to pieces on the spot.

"Pfft..." Zhu Ming's eyes were about to burst, his heart exploded, and his spiritual energy was crazily drained.

Obviously, he has concentrated his attention to an unprecedented level, pushed his own speed, strength, and skills to the limit, but when facing this guy, he still has no room to fight back.

Even the terrifying flame that burns everything is completely full, but this time it is useless.

The raging flames evolved from innate authority can naturally burn up the internal force, but [He Dao Fang Lin] just let the internal force fluctuate and spiral lightly, giving up a small part of the insignificant internal force, and let Zhu Ming's final struggle become a success. Useless work.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhu Ming gulped out blood mixed with internal organ fragments: "The ultimate aesthetic...I'm afraid I can't see it...What a pity!"

"Brother Lin Zhengliu...don't avenge me! Survive! Then... create [Ultimate Aesthetics] with your own hands!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy's eyes dimmed, his breath was cut off, he passed away suddenly, and received the lunch box.

At the last moment of his life, what he could not forget was still [aesthetics], which shows his deep obsession.

After Zhu Ming joined the [Nightmare Round Table], and evolved the extraordinary fundamental method of cultivation from "Stovefire Meditation Thoughts" to "Randing Viewpoints", he embarked on the right path and truly brought out his talent and potential.

It's a pity that during his college career, he spent too much wasted time. After he corrected his evil ways, the real development time was still too short after all. He could obviously transform the innate authority he shouldered, and his talent was not weaker than anyone else. In the current battle situation, the role it can play is extremely limited.

Zhu Ming failed to leave any injuries on the opponent, the only result was a slight delay for a few seconds.

If he wanted to overtake on a curve and catch up with everyone present, he could only make a fuss about time.

Swish!
In an instant, Zhu Ming's body disappeared without a trace.

The red-haired and red-eyed boy was smashed to pieces on the spot after fighting for three rounds, and died too quickly.

Although a few people next to him rushed forward to help, it was too late.

Zong Lieque's pupils instantly contracted into dangerous needles. He was short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body turned into a mass of restless thunder, trying to contain [He Dao Fang Lin], but with little success.

The boy with eyes like molten gold couldn't hold back, and burst into foul language: "This guy is screwed! Just drive the GM command console, and the attributes are full!"

"How to fight?"

When he saw Zhu Ming rushing up to deliver the head just now, he wanted to spout a few words, but now he found sadly that if he did it himself, he might not be able to carry it for long!
The basic attributes such as speed and strength are not bad. Zong Lieque can even gain the upper hand in terms of speed when the opponent does not use secret weapons.

But the opponent's skills are simply unsolvable, and they can directly crush anyone on their side!

[Hedao Fang Lin] He is not so much a hexagonal warrior as a round warrior. He has no flaws or shortcomings, and is powerful in all directions without dead ends.

not to mention……

Why don't people use secret weapons?

"Hurry up and wake up Lin Zhengliu!"

Zong Lieque's body melted and turned into a ball of thunder. He cooperated with Xu Qing and Yan Linglong to restrain [He Dao Fang Lin], and at the same time roared loudly: "I memorized the map of the soul cave of the Wu Dynasty before. It took only an hour to reach 60.00% of the exploration speed!"

"And the original map was destroyed by Yu Yu long ago!"

"Lin Zhengliu doesn't have the map guide of Wuchao Soul Cave. It's just a waste of time to continue exploring!"

"We can't be wiped out in this group!"

Ning Tao and Xia Cunyi wanted to wake up Lin Zhengliu, but Yan Linglong stopped in place with a look from her busy schedule: "Zhengliu said, no matter who comes, we must block it for him!"

"You are not allowed to touch him! You are not allowed to touch that ball!"

After Lin Zhengliu touched the glazed ball before, Zong Lieque was ejected and vomited blood.

Yan Linglong didn't want Lin Zhengliu to be disturbed by external factors.

Hearing this, the two of them were numb immediately.

Why is this girl so stubborn!
At this critical moment of life and death, one should learn to be flexible!

Exploration and treasure hunting can be done at any time, and you are not in a hurry now, why can't you solve the current predicament before continuing?What if everyone joins hands to defeat that weirdly powerful guy on the opposite side?

Although the two complained in their hearts, they could only bite the bullet and called Lin Zhengliu from a long distance away, trying to wake him up.

Ning Tao: "Dragon King! Young Master! Fierce God!... Lin Zhengliu! Wake up!"

Xia Cunyi: "Brother Lin! My dear brother! Open your eyes quickly! Here comes a super pervert!"

In terms of strength, the two of them are absolutely at the bottom of the scene.

The reason why they didn't die was only because they were completely ignored by [He Dao Fang Lin].

Once [He Dao Fang Lin]'s attention is attracted, I'm afraid the other party only needs one move, and the two of them will die suddenly on the spot.

The two of them were very self-aware and knew that with their own force, they would be useless in a battle of this level and would only drag them back.

The right thing to do is to escape—to escape from this place as soon as possible, as a bystander, praying, and waiting.

Whether this decisive battle is won or lost, it has nothing to do with the two of them.

Ning Tao and Xia Cunyi were able to shake their psychic powers, so they called out to Lin Zhengliu.

After repeating this action again, seeing that Lin Zhengliu didn't respond, Ning Tao and Xia Cunyi glanced at each other, decisively bypassed [He Dao Fang Lin], ran along the edge of the hall, against the direction the other party came from.

No way, it's not that they don't show loyalty, it's an irresistible external force.

[Former Martial Arts Leader] Dongfang Xiao, and [Wulin Mythology] Ping An are just seemingly powerful human beings. They are all made of flesh and blood. Although they are powerful, they are not enough to make them despair.

Dongfang Xiao and Pingan, in front of Fang Lin, the "Father of Destiny", both looked weak and funny, like a joke.

so horrible!

In front of such an opponent, they have no idea at all.

Calling Lin Zhengliu twice, failing to wake him up, was their limit.

The two turned around and fled, running wildly, trying to escape from this terrifying place.

As long as he can escape from Yiyan Temple, there is still a possibility of survival!
"Have mercy on the weak and fear the strong!"

While fleeing in embarrassment, Xia Cunyi muttered to himself in a low voice: "[He Dao Fang Lin] is the strongest guy!"

At this moment, his hair was completely soaked in sweat, his heart was beating wildly, almost three to four hundred times per minute, and the icy cold wind was blowing on his body, causing goose bumps all over his body.

Ning Tao, who was next to her, just lowered her head, with an expression of unwillingness, self-blame and guilt on her face.

She made the right decisions, but she didn't approve of her actions.

Ning Tao felt that such a move was embarrassing and somewhat disrespectful.

After all, she almost died on the first day she came to this world, but was saved by Lin Zhengliu, Xu Qing and Yan Linglong.

but……

The desire to survive overcame the shame.

In any case, losing face is better than losing your life.

While escaping from the main hall, the two also ran into Wang Zhenkui and Zhan Zizhe who had dealt with many trivial matters and rectified the order of the soldiers.

Ning Tao remained silent.

With a few simple exchanges, Xia Cunyi explained clearly what happened in the hall.

Zhan Huwei wanted to rush to the deepest part of the hall to save Lin Zhengliu regardless, but was directly knocked out by the other two and dragged away forcibly.

in the hall.

Zong Lieque, Yan Linglong and Xu Qing teamed up and were fighting with 【He Dao Fang Lin】.

In the eighth round of the fight, Xu Qing was covered in cuts and bruises, and blood spurted out for free, like a punctured water doll.

In the deepest part of the hall, a strong smell of blood diffused.

At this moment, both wings of the black dragon Taishan, who had been compressed to the size of an ordinary tiger, had been torn apart by [He Dao Fang Lin] with the long sword in his hand, and they were thrown aside.

The blue-haired and blue-eyed boy was so angry that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

Even so, he still stubbornly stood in front, without the slightest intention of retreating, and murmured like a dream: "I promised to fight for the flow, and no one will be allowed in!"

Fighting over promises is a man's romance.

Although the strength gap between the enemy and us is too large, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death after only a few confrontations with [He Dao Fang Lin], but he is still struggling.

In fact, if Zong Lieque and Yan Linglong hadn't restrained the terrifying [He Dao Fang Lin], I'm afraid Xu Qing's result would not be much better than Zhu Ming's. It would be about three moves, and he would be killed Degree.

Even so, after fighting to this extent, Xu Qing has already done his best.

"Come on! You must not admit defeat! Hold on for a while... Zheng Liu is doing a very important thing, and I will hold on until he returns!"

Xu Qing, who was in a state of serious injury, had sharp eyes that were originally soft, showing sharpness and evil spirit all over her body.

Facing [He Dao Fang Lin], he did his best.

Needless to say, methods such as soul-suppressing dragon's breath can't hit the enemy at all.

Xu Qing even took out the move [True Spirit Deconstruction] from the bottom of the box.

It's a pity that this move against [He Dao Fang Lin] is extremely bad!
It's like scraping, it can't be said to be useless, it can only be said that it didn't cause any harm, it just surprised the other party, thus achieving the purpose of delaying for an extra second.

During the battle, [Hedao Fang Lin] the liquid-like power floating around his body gradually condensed and crystallized, turning into solid particles of dust.

That is……

Inner force crystal!
Each grain contains terrifyingly huge energy.

歘!歘!歘!歘! ...

One sword after another, the edge is continuous, just like the surging river, continuous.

Xu Qing cooperated tacitly with Taishan and launched attacks from two directions at the same time, but was stabbed into two blood gourds by [He Dao Fang Lin], his body was damaged, and blood was continuously sprayed out!

The blue-haired and blue-eyed boy tried his best to widen his eyes, but his vision was blurred: "Just... hold on a little longer!"

Due to excessive blood loss, his body was in a semi-shutdown state, and his vision, hearing, smell, and touch all dropped to an extremely low level.

Xu Qing, who moved slowly and slowly, was like a rusty wind-up toy in the hands of [He Dao Fang Lin], being played wantonly.

[He Dao Fang Lin]'s combat techniques have reached a level that is difficult for normal humans to understand. His sword skills and body skills are superb, and he can even predict the enemy's opportunities and predict the opponent's moves in advance.

With one against three, they could even catch the gap between Yan Linglong and Zong Lieque's attacks. The sword in his hand was locked on Xu Qing, obviously wanting to get rid of one first.

Under the oppression of [He Dao Fang Lin]'s condensed to almost solid internal force ice crystals and almost unsolvable sword moves, Xu Qing, who had a mortal body, finally lost all blood.

At this moment, he looked like a mummy.

"Sorry, Zhengliu, I broke my promise again..."

Xu Qing knew very well that even with the black dragon's equal natal deed to feed back, she would not be able to persist in the end.

Soon to die.

"It would be great if there was regret medicine in this world... Only at the moment of death can a person recognize himself..."

The boy with blue hair and blue eyes sighed, and looked at the black dragon whose wings had been torn off by the long sword: "I'm sorry, Taishan, for dragging you down!"

The juvenile black dragon that had lost its wings let out a roar, and its size swelled violently. It expanded to a size of 20 meters in a blink of an eye, almost completely blocking the entire passage.

"Roar!"

No such thing!
This is the most romantic death that I have been pursuing all along!
Taishan, who was loyal to protect the lord, stopped in front of Xu Qing after a roar, and sprayed the destroying dragon's breath on the enemy.

sizzle...

It's a pity that such an attack is completely impossible to defeat the enemy.

[He Dao Fang Lin] just popped out his palm lightly, flicked his fingers in front of him several times, and then rolled back the dragon's breath and poured it on the black dragon.

Then, [He Dao Fang Lin] glanced at Mount Tai lightly, on the ice-blue long sword in his hand, the internal force was concentrated and compressed, high-frequency vibrations, and the sword light was derived.

Swish!
He just raised his hand with a sword, and Black Dragon Taishan was disemboweled and collapsed on the ground, his body shrank rapidly, with more breath and less breath.

Bang!
[He Dao Fang Lin] His body flickered, he drew out his kick, and kicked Xu flying directly.

Bang!
Xu Qing was stuck against the wall of the main hall, slowly closed his eyes, faced the floor, and slipped to the ground.

"I once had a chance... I had a chance to gain enough power to protect everyone... I'm sorry... it's all my... fault..."

The melancholy young man with blue hair and blue eyes stretched out his hand, gently stroking the black dragon whose wings had been torn off, and swallowed his last breath.

At the same time, the black dragon also closed his eyes.

Swish!
In an instant, the "corpses" of the two disappeared without a trace at the same time, leaving only a few pools of blood in place.

[He Dao Fang Lin] Looking at the direction where Xu Qing and Tai Shan disappeared, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity."

Lin Zhengliu is not his only choice.

Originally, Xu Qing, whose life energy level reached 6, was also his candidate body.

It's a pity that Xu Qing and Heilong have the same destiny, their souls resonate, and their bodies may be destroyed roughly, and his body is not like Fang Lin's. It has been concocted countless times since its birth, and it can be reborn as a fleshy paste. Plastic once.

Even if the house is successfully seized, once the black dragon dies, Xu Qing's body will also be implicated, with too many flaws and hidden dangers, so it is not the most suitable object to seize.

Seeing this scene, the netizens watching the live broadcast on the earth burst into flames.

"Xu Qing is... dead?"

"In this world of Kawu, the corpses of every earthling who is killed will disappear... Could it be that they were refined into martial arts cards by the will of the world?"

"I'm really convinced! The 48 traversers this time are all endowed with the ability to resurrect! As long as their souls don't explode, they can all be resurrected!"

"Really. Fighting to the last drop of blood... Obviously, Xu Qing's appearance before his death looked quite terrifying. I don't know why, but I feel a little warm and moved..."

"What do you say that Xu Qing is often challenged by people jumping up and down, it is [Tianjiao Floor], it is pure nonsense! This **** is a pure man!"

"It's hard to say, I'm not qualified to judge him."

"Smiles don't laugh at people, Brother Qing is a real man!"

Kawu Alien World, the Imperial Palace, above the Soul Cave of the Wu Dynasty.

[He Dao Fang Lin] Stretched out his hand and held it in front of him.

An icy blue long sword, purely gathered from internal force, suddenly appeared.

"It's amazing, defense..."

【He Dao Fang Lin】Puts out a Tai Chi-like movement, lowers his shoulders, knocks Zong Lieque away who is rushing towards him, focuses his eyes on Yan Linglong, and frowns slightly.

He spoke intermittently, like a mechanical clockwork without lubricant: "Obviously, I was suppressed, two ranks, unexpectedly, it is difficult to break the defense..."

"Then, please taste, this trick - 1700 years ago, another martial arts myth, the most powerful technique."

""Sword, Hundred Spins"!"

Clang!Clang!Clang! ...

[He Dao Fang Lin] Bullying forward, crazy internal strength, qi and blood concussion, the two resonate, aim at the same position, without the slightest error, and cut hundreds of swords in an instant.

puff!

A broken arm covered with snow-white armor flew high, blood splattered everywhere.

"Wow!"

Yan Linglong, whose arm was cut off, couldn't help letting out a suppressed cry of pain, and her complexion suddenly turned pale.

Part of the natal spirit armor [Xue Qiangwei] was cut off, and the damage she suffered was more serious than any other traverser.

This is like a sword cultivator in the world of fairy tales, when the natal flying sword was chopped apart, not only the body was injured, but even the soul was injured.

She covered the severed arm with one hand, activated her psionic energy, squeezed the wound, so that the wound would stop bleeding.

Even so, the girl with white hair and red eyes stubbornly stood in front of Lin Zhengliu for a long time: "This road is impassable!"

Witnessing her parents fighting to the death in order to protect herself when she was young, and the oppression and tempering she suffered when she was young, jointly forged her determination and will to be indomitable and never regret.

What is determined must be completed.

Partners who can entrust their lives must risk their lives to protect them!
The one-armed girl raised one arm and held the air in front of her: "I promised Zhengliu, no one is allowed to approach him."

The existence of persecution paranoia shows that Yan Linglong has a strong desire to survive, but this does not mean that she is greedy for life and afraid of death, and she can give up everything in order to survive.

Casting the natal spiritual armor [Snow Qiangwei] into the strongest protective artifact in the heavens, so that I have the strongest defensive ability, is it because I am afraid of pain?
no!
Yan Linglong is stronger than anyone else, she is not afraid of suffering, let alone pain.

What can't kill her will only make her stronger!

however……

The empty shields and armor in the rear are worthless.

All this makes sense when you have a goal worth guarding!
In order to protect her best partner who lives and dies with her, Yan Linglong can do whatever it takes.

Even if she risked her life, she would be willing to do so, because...

Yan Linglong firmly believes that if the positions of the two are switched, Lin Zhengliu will definitely do this for herself.

Why, where is the evidence?

No evidence.

No evidence is required.

Yan Linglong trusted her intuition.

Thoughts flickered like lightning and flint, and countless chaotic thoughts surged wildly.

In the end, they all melted into one single, pure, but undeniably firm idea!
"Guardian form!"

Dazzling pure white light flickered, filling the entire hall.

The light fades away.

Suddenly, the armor on the girl with the broken arm has changed.

On the snow-white spirit armor, intertwined with faintly visible silvery white and rose colored lines.

Compared with the previous light armor style, the spiritual armor on the girl's body is as thick as a fortress.

""Twilight into Snow"!"

The spiritual energy in Yan Linglong's palm circulated, with the girl as the core, the semicircular space line in front of her was gradually peeled off, and the colors of everything between the heaven and the earth also gradually receded.

Under the crisis of life and death, although the girl's soul was injured, an arm was cut off, and her limbs were disabled, she was honest and sincere, and her spiritual will was unprecedentedly transparent!
If she doesn't die this time, she will definitely reach a higher level.

It doesn't take half a month, ten days, or even a week. As long as the injury improves a little, Yan Linglong is 6% sure that she can immediately digest and absorb all the accumulated accumulation, and completely smelt it, not only allowing herself to reach life energy level [-] At the same time, it can also make the natal spirit armor [Snow Qiangwei] go a step further.

"This trick!"

Zong Lieque's pupils shrank slightly, and he walked to Lin Zhengliu's side.

He really wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and fight with Yan Linglong, but unfortunately, "Mu Chengxue" was obviously a special skill with a surprisingly high priority.

With Yan Linglong as the core, the brilliance of the sky and the earth faded away, everything faded, and everything nearby turned into a pale and empty field!

Zong Lieque tried for a while, then gave up completely.

He knew very well that even if he made a move now, it would only be a waste of energy, and it would even be counterproductive.

No cooperation at all!

[He Dao Fang Lin] Lightly touch the ground with the toes, the internal force circulates, and the lotus grows step by step.

"Brave, girl." His brows stretched out, and his eyes focused on Yan Linglong: "Impressive, deep."

"Mu Chengxue" is very strong, so strong that he wants to avoid the edge temporarily, but there is a huge shortcoming in this move.

— Its coverage is limited and cannot be sustained for long.

as predicted.

A quarter of the faded ball-shaped faded field in front of the girl protected Lin Zhengliu behind him. After struggling for about half a minute, he couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly shattered.

Hedao Fang Lin held the ice blue long sword in his hand, and launched an attack immediately.

Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang! ...

Yan Linglong, who transformed into [Guardian Form], was wearing a heavy armor. Although she had only one arm left, she stood in front of Lin Zhengliu like a fortress.

[He Dao Fang Lin] Wielding a long sword in his hand, he splashed out all kinds of extremely mysterious moves that once dominated different eras.

Every move is not inferior to "Hundred Swords", but it only leaves a series of not deep and not shallow scars on the transformed armor.

Rumble!
Zong Lieque turned into a thunderbolt, interfering from the sidelines, trying to interrupt [He Dao Fang Lin]'s attacking rhythm, but unfortunately had little effect.

The opponent's martial arts are simply natural and perfect, without any redundant movements. Every time he makes a move, whether it is a weapon, a fist, or even a simple lightning bombardment, the opponent will completely see through it and dodge it in advance.

Not to mention, [He Dao Fang Lin] has mastered countless kinds of powerful secret weapons, all of which can be picked up at his fingertips, and the perfect combination is so strong that it makes people feel scalp tingling.

The more you fight against opponents of this type of skill crushing, the more you will feel the deepest and most terrifying despair!

In the fierce death fight, [He Dao Fang Lin] seized the opportunity, knocked Zong Lieque away with a palm, and knocked him into a stiff state.

He locked onto Yan Linglong, all his qi, blood and internal energy were concentrated on the ice blue in his hand, his footwork turned, his body flickered, and he drew arcs on the ground, successfully avoiding Zong Lieque's attack, and a The sword pierced the girl's head.

""Swordless"!"

Snapped!
The pure white natal spirit armor was pierced by [He Dao Fang Lin]'s move "Jian Wu", and it made a crackling sound.

Spider web-shaped cracks meander and expand on the helmet.

The ice-blue sword also exploded and annihilated.

Broken armor, shattered flesh and blood splashed in all directions.

Half of the original full-coverage helmet was also broken, revealing the girl's side face and that...

The bloody eye sockets that were shattered by the impact of the lore sword move.

It's strange, obviously Yan Linglong didn't die like Xu Qing, but her figure still flickered and gradually faded into the air.

Before disappearing completely, Yan Linglong turned her face sideways, looking at Lin Zhengliu's position with bloody, empty eye sockets.

She stretched out her only remaining arm, and shook it slightly forward.

"Zhengliu, this is the last thing I can do for you..."

A pure white notch was branded between Yan Linglong and Lin Zhengliu.

Seeing Zhu Ming, Xu Qing, Yan Linglong and others "tragicly died" in front of his eyes, Zong Lieque's face was blood red, veins burst out on his forehead, spiritual energy and thunder raged wildly, intertwined and shining: "One or two! They are sick!" !"

"Guarding a Lin Zhengliu is like guarding a base!"

[He Dao Fang Lin] Zong Lieque couldn't help thinking about the horrible oppression accumulated in history: "I'm also sick! I'm not related to them, why are you here?"

"Gourd baby save grandpa?"

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Where's my consciousness!"

The hair of the blond boy stood upright, and the lightning was compressed into the form of plasma, outlining the phantom of the beast.

In Zong Lieque's molten gold-like eyes, the divine light was shining brightly, and the phantom of the divine beast shrouded in him suddenly condensed and turned into a human form.

Although he was spitting wildly, he still drove his thunderous aura and fought fiercely with [He Dao Fang Lin].

"No... No! Protecting him is for [hidden mission]!"

"Lin Zhengliu! You fucking better hurry up!"

Zong Lieque stood in front of the black-haired and black-eyed boy: "I'll help you block him for half a minute, it's the best of my benevolence!"

"In half a minute, I'm going to abandon you and run away by myself!"

Without the help of the temporary teammates, Zong Lieque was only singled out, even if he tried his best, he was still completely suppressed by [He Dao Fang Lin] and beat him violently.

In just over ten seconds, he was beaten with blood all over his body, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and even a leg was torn off.

even so……

Zong Lieque, who had only one leg left, still stuck in front of Lin Zhengliu like a javelin.

He used the thunder plasma to condense a leg and used it as a prosthetic to temporarily support his body and maintain his balance.

30 seconds later.

"Damn... I overestimated myself, how long is it left?"

Zong Lieque tried his best to open his eyes wide, and his body turned into golden, blue and white lightning. With the help of the thunder and lightning prosthetic leg, he delayed the enemy in the hall: "I feel a little... I can't hold it... this person... is a little weak, yes A... a rather powerful miscellaneous fish."

[He Dao Fang Lin] Gripping the long sword tightly, he said in a deep voice, "It's time, you, get out of the way."

Hearing this, Zong Lieque glared at [He Dao Fang Lin], glaring angrily, showing madness: "Ha! Who do you think I am?"

"What you say doesn't count!"

"I, Zong Lieque, want to become a man who surpasses Ying Bahuang! How could I fall down here!"

He clenched the pitch-black lightning spear with one hand, hooked his fingers towards [He Dao Fang Lin], and provocatively said: "Little boss who is not too weak, come with me!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Lieque planned to use his own speed to lure the other party away from the hall and buy more time.

however……

next moment!
boom!
The pitch-black flames exploded suddenly, and the Youzi Leihua sparkled forever!

Lin Zhengliu returned to his soul, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The key item to break the game, I got it!
Lin Zhengliu realized the rotation, flitted around, and thought: "[Secret Martial Profound Bead], come out!"

The seemingly ordinary glazed ball in front of him began to be compressed and shrunk, from the size of a basketball to the size of half a fist.

This is a genuine [Lingbao]!
Lin Zhengliu found it without a master in the soul cave of Wuchao, and with his relatively tough and powerful soul, he directly branded it with his own mark, and directly soul-bound it to recognize its master.

The real [Secret Martial Profound Bead] does not exist in the form of matter, it hides in an illusory dimension.

Lin Zhengliu found it in the cave of souls, found it!

For others, the most difficult part is actually the last 1% refining process.

The senior who left his last words at the beginning of the Wu Dynasty Soul Cave is stuck at 99% of the progress.

Fortunately, Lin Zhengliu's soul strength was not bad, and he quickly refined the 【Secret Martial Profound Bead】.

Although it has lost its spirituality for some reason, its function is still there.

The glazed ball is just a more suitable medium and carrier for [Secret Martial Profound Bead]!

"..."

As soon as Lin Zhengliu thought, the spirit treasure suddenly dimmed and faded, compressed and transformed into a two-dimensional gray spherical pattern, which was imprinted on the back of his hand.

It's not so much like tattoos or tattoos, it's more like cartoon stickers that children often play with.

Lin Zhengliu took back the Lingbao and changed it into a pattern on the back of his hand, focusing his eyes on the pure white notch in the air.

The notch burst open suddenly, and turned into a sound, reaching his ears.

That was the voice Yan Linglong left behind "before he died": "Zhengliu, Ah Qing said, this strange person makes him feel a bit like our principal."

She thinks this information may be useful to Lin Zhengliu.

That's why Yan Linglong forcibly stored her voice in the subspace medium at the last moment, and tried her best to keep it.

"Understood! This is very important information!"

Lin Zhengliu focused his attention on Zong Lieque, and originally wanted to say "Thank you for your hard work, just leave it to me."

But once he saw Zong Lieque's miserable but still handsome appearance, the polite words on his lips naturally turned into another sincere word of encouragement: "During the Shui Jing exam, I felt that you were pretty good. Awesome, it looks so miserable now! Why can't you do it, Civil War No.1?"

Although provoking and mocking temporary teammates is a bit disrespectful of martial arts, it is also for the sake of Zong Lieque—after all, he is also fighting to protect himself, and the injury has become like this. Then, the resurrection benefits of sharpening the spirit and will between life and death, He must also enjoy it!

This is Lin Zhengliu's integrity and principle.

Zong Lieque is so loyal, he must not let others work for nothing!
The main reason is that Lin Zhengliu understands what Zong Lieque cares about so well that he can easily achieve his goal with a single sentence.

Hearing this, Zong Lieque was furious as if he had been stripped of his scales: "Nonsense! Don't mess around! It's clear that you developed too slowly and cheated your teammates! Your teammates are playing a team and you are playing wild!" , formed so late, it is almost zero effect in team battles!"

"If you join the group earlier, we can join forces, even if we can't kill this big boss steadily, we can still escape one or two!"

"Hmph, now, I don't need you anymore! He's already crippled! Wait, see me solo with him! I'll kill him!"

"Look at it, learn it! Brother, I will show you a wave of high-end operations!"

"Look! It's performance time!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Lieque dragged Thunder's prosthetic leg and rushed forward to give the head away.

Level suppression + attribute restraint + home crush + historical accumulation from all over the world.

The whole world is helping [He Dao Fang Lin], Zong Lie Que's defeat is only natural.

Therefore, Zong Lieque is fleeting.

He was seriously injured, like a disassembled mecha doll, chopped to pieces, lying on the ground waiting to die.

Zong Lieque, who had already started reminiscing about the past, suddenly realized a serious problem before his sudden death.

He forced himself to hold his last breath and survived: "No! Lin Zhengliu's performance is completely wrong!"

"I'm sure, he's not the kind of person who repays kindness with revenge!"

"Lin Zhengliu is definitely not a heartless person!"

"When his partner died in battle, it is impossible for him not to be sad at all!"

"Although I was just helping to delay the time, I didn't intend to die for him in this place, but this kind of favor, with his character and style, will definitely be passed on!"

"and many more!"

"Yan Linglong was clearly not dead just now! She lost an arm and a blind eye, at most she was seriously injured..."

"She was also teleported away, why?"

He is not stupid, he can even be said to be very smart.

Zong Lieque just didn't like to study, that's all.

As he was on the verge of death, his thoughts turned and thoughts flickered. Combined with the several "deaths of compatriots" he had witnessed before, he figured out the key to everything in the blink of an eye.

Zong Lieque curled up like a caterpillar, turned sideways reluctantly, looked at Lin Zhengliu, and stumbled, "This is... a test! Huh?"

"A... trial where no one will die!"

"Hahaha cough cough..."

Zong Lieque stared at the black-haired and black-eyed boy, holding his last breath, unwilling to die, he coughed up blood while laughing, "As expected of...my old enemy...Lin Zhengliu...you have long See through... all of this!"

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