Chapter 77: Lin Zong, do you know

...The God of Martial Arts led the mountain to the clouds. A group of four people emerged.

"Lin Zong, do you really want to go down?" A middle-aged man in purple robe next to Lin Zong was worried.

"Go down!" Lin Zong said lightly.

Standing on the clouds were Lin Zong, Venerable Zhu, Mr. Huo and Grandma Wu. Not long ago, Lin Zong was riding in the teleportation array of Dongyuan Kingdom, and the top leaders of the Ten-Year Alliance who were responsible for guarding immediately sent Venerable Zhu, who was familiar to Lin Zong, to lead the way.

When they met Lin Zong again, the three of them had their own feelings. When Lin Zong participated in the Peak Genius Battle, they still valued it very much. Among a group of geniuses, Lin Zong seemed extremely ordinary in terms of cultivation and strength.

However, they created miracles again and again, and gradually they discovered that Lin Zong did not pay much attention to it. Just like an adult who sees babies grow better.

After the battle of Jinghai Lake, they realized that Lin Zong had grown to the point where they could compete with them, or even surpass them. The news of Lin Zong's death came, and they were a pity for a while. Such a genius who surprised them had fallen like this. If he was selected by the Martial God like Wu Xiuhe, he would definitely have the power of the emperor.

However, this time the meeting was dreamy. The genius standing in front of them had become an existence at the level of great supernatural powers. At that time, as Lin Zong recognized each other, they almost suspected that they had hallucinations. Seeing three seniors in the Ten Year Alliance running to Lin Zong to call them, their hearts were extremely complicated.

Along the way, Xingchi was particularly restrained. Including the ten-year alliance, Master Zhu, who had real power, kept smiling for Lin Zong. Lin Zong sighed in his heart, and when he saw him again, he could no longer find the urgency and excitement of getting along with the three of them.

The memories of the past seem to have been imprinted with vicissitudes and have been deeply buried by time.

He pretended not to know all the way, chatted with the three of them casually. After walking for a long time, he finally arrived at the Wushen Corps.

Looking down, the spiritual veins that enveloped the Wushen Territory all dissipated, and the mountains, forests, and lakes were filled with the sound of fighting. The towering Wushen Territory Hall was shrouded in a strange light curtain, and the huge aura faintly came from the inside made Venerable Zhu and others swallow their throats.

"The God of War has finished collecting it. Compared with the disciples outside, the elders and the people brought by Prince Field, they are not of the same level at all!"

Prince Field brought not many people. Apart from some ghosts, there were only hundreds of people in black robes, but each of them was at the imperial level or above.

"Where is the strong man from the Martial God Leader? Why don't you come out to rescue the disciples on the mountain when they are slaughtered?" Mr. Huo was puzzled.

"It should have been dragged down." Others could not sense the situation inside the light curtain, and Lin Zong could roughly feel the situation inside.

When his body moved, he appeared in an area where sharp auras intertwined.

Seven or eight men in black robe were attacking a young man with a cold face. The young man was covered with a huge light curtain chessboard, but he actually dragged the attacks of seven or eight emperor-level powerhouses just by relying on his priest level.

"Wu Xiuhe." Lin Zong called out.

The two sides of the fight immediately stopped. Seven or eight men in black robes looked over carefully. One shouted, "Who are you?" If it weren't for the crisis from Lin Zong, seven or eight people had already attacked.

"You... are you Lin Zong?" The young man Leng Jun couldn't believe it. "It's really you?"

Who is the cold young man not Wu Xiuhe? He stared at Lin Zong.

Although Lin Zong's appearance has changed drastically, he has seen recent images of Lin Zong from the top leaders. He just can't believe that the genius young man who fought against the emperor-level powerhouse Zang Tianya with him has become a great magical power level existence.

For him who is confident in his strength, this blow is a bit big. Before he reached the imperial level, Lin Zong flew to the top directly?

Wu Xiuhe smiled bitterly.

The more you get above, the harder it is to improve your strength. He has been wandering in the Great Perfection of the Supreme Level for a long time without breaking through. If it weren't for the power of the holy weapon, it would be great that he could handle an imperial level in the early stage.

The emperor level is a Kan, and there is also a Holy Lord level above the Emperor level, and the Holy Lord level is the great supernatural power level. I heard that the great supernatural powers are divided into ordinary supernatural powers, supreme supernatural powers, and peak supernatural powers. But that is no longer what he knows. Because that is too far away for him.

No matter what, if Lin Zong can be promoted to the level of great magic power, he can no longer regard him as the same existence as himself.

"Uh, Lin, Lin Zong. I heard that you have killed the Holy Lord-level powerful men. Can these guys help?" Wu Xiuhe took a breath and looked at Lin Zong with a few traces of expectations.

"No problem." Lin Zong smiled.

"Escape!" Seven or eight black-robed men scattered. No one was a fool. Didn't you hear Wu Xiuhe explain it clearly? "Lin Zong", "It's really you", "Kill the Saint King-level Powerful Man", several words joined together, and in that instant they evolved into a name in their minds...... The newly rising powerful master of great supernatural powers, Lin Zong, the leader of the Nether Sect!

I remember the prince once said that although the strength of Lin Zong is only at the level of ordinary supernatural powers, the power of that flying knife is close to the level of supreme supernatural powers. In private, they all know one thing that Prince Field was once hit by Lin Zong's flying knife. Therefore, although Lin Zong's reputation is classified as the level of ordinary supernatural powers, its reputation is particularly famous in the Prince Field line.

"I'm in trouble! Didn't the prince send someone to watch this guy? Why would he dare to come over?" Seven or eight black-robed men were scattered.

"snort."

Rumble~~~~

Suddenly, as Lin Zong raised his hand, the space within a radius of hundreds of feet twisted, and the space where seven or eight black-robed men flew was infinitely twisted, and seven or eight streams of light chased after them, instantly covering seven or eight people.

Seven or eight men in black robe shook their bodies and their bodies disappeared in the air.

"It's not easy to find the emperor-level demon corpse." Lin Zong smiled secretly. As soon as he fought, he could see that seven or eight black-robed men were all demonic bloodlines, and natural resources should be used reasonably. He squinted his eyes and looked at the other black-robed men, and his pupils were faintly bright.

"Prince Field dragged the God of War to lead a group of powerful people, and the two sides formed a confrontation. This is naturally a favorable price for me."

What is missing from the Nether Gate? It is naturally the basic defense.

He has the top power. The elders of the Sword Pavilion unpack the seals are at least powerful people with supreme powers, but the power below has formed a fault. The power of the emperor and the Saint King level is in a sharp shortage.

"This time it hurts Field."

Haha, he asked Wu Xiuhe and his men to wait for a while, and their bodies flashed and disappeared.

"Die?" After Lin Zong disappeared for a long time, Wu Xiuhe, Zhu Venerable Huo, Grandma Wu and others gradually came to their senses.

The blue rain curtain above their heads showed that the seven or eight emperor-level powerhouses just now were indeed dead. The first time they saw the great magical power level strength, the short moment of confrontation made them realize what fear was and what fear was.

You can mess with anyone in the future, so don’t mess with powerful masters. It’s so terrible. A group of emperor-level players can be used to kill instantly.

Wu Xiuhe smiled bitterly again. The last dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

Rumble...

The entire Martial God Leader was suddenly shrouded in the blue rain curtain. The Martial God Leader, who was originally at a disadvantage, suddenly discovered that the opponents around him disappeared one by one, and they all scattered, staring at a shadow flashing in the rain curtain in amazement.

"Look at Prince Field to report that there is a strong man here. We must stop him!"

After most of the people brought by Prince Field disappeared, some people reacted.

"How could this happen? Prince Field and Master Saint Two had clearly planned that all the strong men in the Wushen Territory were trapped in the main hall. Why were there any strong men missing?"

Qingli, a peak powerhouse at the Saint King level, was ordered to lead people to clean up the minions of the Martial God Leader. Originally, he thought this was the easiest task. However, now, he was a little crying without tears.

Let me wipe out all the Martial God Leader? I have lost all the people I brought, how can I wipe out?

Well, maybe I will be loyal to Prince Field soon...

"Lin Zong, stop!"

boom!

The light curtain of the War God's Hall shrouded in light curtain dissipated. Prince Field looked down at the War God's Hall with a golden phantom and two old men in black robe. A hint of anger flashed in Prince Field's eyes.

"Lin Zong, what are you doing here?" He felt a little depressed. How could Lin Zong come over? The original plan was good, but why did this mistake occur?

One mistake, one step wrong. Because Lin Zong would come, he arranged for the man who wiped out the net fish and destroyed it first. The plan to encircle and suppress the Wushen Leader may not be perfectly implemented.

However, although he was angry and surprised, he didn't have much worry. Although he couldn't do his best, he thought it was not difficult to win the Martial God Leader.

Even if there is another powerful person with great power like Lin Zong.

"Felder, we're meeting again."

Lin Zong put Qingli's corpse into the Hidden Dragon Space and had to stop. He wiped out many ghost shadows and Meimei and harvested many demon corpses. This time the martial god was brought to him right.

Looking at the hall where the light curtain disappeared, the bright red blood inside was shocking. Fan Jin and others flew out, and the other senior leaders of the Martial God Corps basically fell in a pool of blood.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Prince Field and smiled, "Feld, you have done your best right away, why are you coming out now? You can actually go in and continue killing. I'll wait outside and wait for you to finish your gestures."

Originally, when he saw Lin Zong slack, Fan Jin and others were about to thank Lin Zong, they almost vomited blood when they heard this.

But in their hearts, they were still extremely grateful to Lin Zong. If Lin Zong had not appeared in time, they would have probably lost all the disciples trained by their Martial God Corps. Lin Zong's timely appearance would be a recreation of grace for their Martial God Corps.

"Lin Zong, thank you this time." Fan Jin took a deep breath and said.

Lin Zong laughed. "No need to thank you. I have something to discuss with Lord Fan later."

"..." Fan Jin's breathing slightly stopped and looked at Huangfu Shengjun. Everyone smiled bitterly. Thinking about it, they were a little relieved. After all, Lin Zong had just reached this level and had no idea about the gap between the realms of great supernatural powers.

They had just realized that they had completely surpassed the level of the great supernatural power level.

"Lin Zong, you shouldn't come to this place. Maybe you can be free for a while if you don't come to you and your Nether Gate, but you are the one who is smart enough to come here."

Prince Field's mouth curled up a sarcastic meaning, looking at Lin Zong indifferently. "In a few months, many things can be created that you don't understand. Why did Lingjiu Pavilion surrender to me, why did the three major forces dare not intervene, why did the Wushen leader have five powerful masters of great power but no resistance... Do you know these?"
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