Invincible Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 79 The Battle Between the Two Palaces
Zhou Linqing raised the black token in his hand, and the light flickering on it seemed to Luo Jin to slap him in the face.

He is actually a disciple of the Hall of Punishment!
How can this be?

There were also many onlookers unexpectedly.

"This year's new disciples will be able to get the entry token issued in advance by the Hall of Punishment. This kid can't be someone from Palace Master Hu?"

"That's not sure, maybe it's an illegitimate child?"

Someone made a malicious guess.

"Maybe it's true. Think about it, what can Dianzhu Hu personally come forward to greet you, or even directly exempt the ladder test?"

The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, and some people seem to believe it.

"Hey, people with backgrounds are different. It's really annoying to compare people to others."

"Professor Luo is miserable. Standing behind him is Master Hu. I heard that the Hall of Missions and the Hall of Punishments have always been inconsistent. He will definitely not be able to please him this time."

Luo Jin's face was ugly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes from time to time. He secretly contacted the lord of the mission hall, hoping that the lord could come, otherwise, it would be a little difficult for him to try to match Hood's aura suppression with his own strength. difficulty.

Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

Hood raised his eyes, his face darkened.

"Who dares to bully the people in my mission hall?"

The voice was overbearing like thunder, rumbled, from far to near.

Luo Jin's face brightened, "The palace master is here!"

"Look, the quest master is here, and it looks really good now."

The disciples who were watching were commotioned, and each retreated to make way for a passage, their eyes flickering.

A huge and boundless figure covered hundreds of steps in just a blink of an eye, and squeezed into everyone's sight as hard as a door panel.

"See the palace master!"

Luo Jin was overjoyed, clasped his fists and saluted.

Seeing the palace master personally coming to support himself, his face was flushed and full of confidence.

Chen Mang, the lord of the mission hall, is dark, short and fat, with a pair of small eyes shining sharply.

"Well!"

He nodded, glanced at Zhou Lin, and seeing that he was only a martial artist, his eyes passed over him and fell on Hood, making no secret of his fighting spirit.

"My lord, this is how it happened"

Luo Jin stretched out his hand to make a trumpet shape, lowered his head and whispered what happened in Chen Mang's ear.

His voice was very low, but Zhou Lin still vaguely heard the word Lin's family.

A sharp light flashed in Chen Mang's eyes, he raised his eyes suddenly, and stared at Hood as sharply as a knife, "So, a disciple who was not approved by the mission hall actually killed my disciple of the mission hall? Master Hu, is that so?"

He ignored Zhou Lin directly and met Hood behind him.

Sometimes, right and wrong are not important, what is important is a pretext, an excuse.

Apparently, Chen Mang, the lord of the task hall, seized on this excuse to launch an attack.

"So what if I kill it? If I punish the disciples of the Hall of Punishment and judge who is guilty, then he must be guilty. What, you refuse to accept?"

Hood squinted, his face full of contempt.

"Hood, the Martial Arts Hall is not the place where your Punishment Hall has the final say. If you have not registered with the Mission Hall, then you are not a disciple of my Martial Arts Hall. An outsider is so cruel that he shoots my Martial Arts disciple. This is disrespectful to the Martial Arts Hall. Age Lightly, the attack is so vicious, this person cannot be kept!"

"You said you did it, or did Chen himself come?"

He and Hood have always been at odds with each other, but this time being slighted, Chen Mang became furious and shouted loudly.

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, his violent true essence swelled, and his aura suddenly rose.

The berserk breath suddenly squeezed over like a tsunami with overwhelming force.

Zhou Lin felt like a small boat that might be submerged at any time in the storm.

"As expected of the mission master, this coercion is much stronger than Luo Jin."

His face was pale, and he insisted on gritting his teeth.

Crunch!Crunch!
The bones of the whole body were trembling and trembling, and the skin was squeezed so that it seemed that there was a mass of gas circulating on it.

Against Luo Jin and Zhou Lin, he was still three-point sure to protect himself, but the quest master was too powerful, and the pervasive suppression made Zhou Lin feel powerless.

It is completely irresistible, the gap between the two is really too big.

Zhou Lin was deeply involved, and while feeling the pressure, it was not without benefits.

The Art of Swallowing Gods in the body works on its own, and the bloody cyclone swallows crazily.

After the pressure reaches the extreme, the [-] pores on the body surface are like a hair dryer turned on, and [-] tiny cyclones are operating at the same time, trying to transform this terrifying pressure into its own power to swallow and digest it.

This process is very fast, and it is an autonomous act of swallowing the gods.

Zhou Lin's eyes lit up, "Could it be possible that the Heaven Swallowing Art can swallow the opponent's coercion?"

Although the Heaven Swallowing God Art is a broken one, every change brings him surprises, as if it swallows everything.

Such a miraculous Heaven-Defying God Art must have an extraordinary origin. Since getting it, Zhou Lin is still a little out of control.

Every time the body is under a lot of stress it turns itself on, and it seems that the more the stress, the bigger the rebound.

Soon, he realized that this was an opportunity.

What kind of changes will it bring about by devouring the coercion of more advanced powerhouses?
He is also looking forward to it.

Pretending that his body was crumbling, Zhou Lin was ecstatic in his heart. He found that after this coercion was swallowed, it condensed into a layer of film on the skin layer from the surface to the inside. pressure.

Swallowing the Heavenly God Art crazily devouring, the intense coercion swelled up like subcutaneous fat.

It is conceivable that before long, he will be able to release Chen Mang's unique breath pressure, and even pretend to be Chen Mang perfectly.

"If you pretend to be Chen Mang to scare people, maybe it will have an unexpected effect."

Zhou Lin thought to himself.

"Not convinced? Let's fight! What kind of skill is bullying children?"

Afraid of something unexpected happening to Zhou Lin, Hu De raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, a soft breath sneaked in with the wind, instantly counteracting the pressure of Chen Mang's breath.

Zhou Lin was very sorry, but he couldn't say anything. He couldn't tell Hood, hey, this coercion is not enough, I am not afraid.

The coercion of the realm has always been the reason why many strong people surpass the lower realms. Often when their own coercion is released, those who are lower than their cultivation base will be suppressed to death and let others slaughter them.

The greater the difference in strength, the stronger the effect of this coercion.

If people knew that Zhou Lin in the Xiantian realm could ignore the coercion released by Chen Mang, the strong man in the foundation establishment stage, it would frighten everyone.

At this moment, a vague voice reached Zhou Lin's ears, "Boy, you can't escape, and the Palace Master restrains you. I don't think Hood can keep you. Today, I, Luo Jin, will abolish you with my own hands." This little brat."

Zhou Lin raised his eyes and saw Luo Jin grinning grinningly and his mouth moving slightly, obviously condensing the voice into a line and passing it over.

(End of this chapter)