A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Tianlin's eyes were full of mountains. At first glance, there were all such peaks. When monks entered here, it was easy to get lost. The Lin Peak here was similar. Zhao Tianlin took a look and then flew quickly.

Go in.

Yang Yang chased him here and saw Zhao Tianlin flying into Lin Peak directly with his sword. He directly raised his speed to the limit.

"It seems that Zhao Tianlin is really not afraid of death. There are all kinds of strange things in the mountain and stone peaks. No one knows what is inside. I didn't expect that Zhao Tianlin would break in without hesitation in order to survive."

Yang Yang said in his heart, and as Zhao Tianlin was getting faster and faster, Yang Yang also had a hint of surprise on his face.

"No, let him continue flying deeper like this. Not to mention him, even I may be lost."

Yang Yang said lightly, reached out and took out a bottle of wooden thorn spirit wine and held it tightly in his hand. He stopped directly, then took a big sip of spirit wine and put it in his mouth, and then put away the flying sword under his feet.

Yang Yang glanced at the location of Zhao Tianlin and stepped directly over. Although it was just one step, this step instantly shortened the forehead distance between him and Zhao Tianlin by half. And the magic power in Yang Yang's body was also at this step

When it fell, it was pulled away halfway, and Yang Yang swallowed the wine in his mouth.

He stepped out again. Yang Yang was less than a hundred meters away from Zhao Tianlin's position. Yang Yang took out the spiritual wine and took a few sips directly, and the magic power in his body quickly recovered.

"Do you still want to continue running?"

Yang Yang yelled.

Although the sound is not loud, it is a shock to the mind.

When Zhao Tianlin heard Yang Yang's voice, he turned around and looked at Yang Yang. His eyes finally showed a look of fear. There was no trace of other monks here, only him and Yang Yang.

Zhao Tianlin looked at Yang Yang with a strong look of fear in his eyes. Even his legs were a little weak, but he still calmed down.

"You're continuing to run!"

Yang Yang stood there in the air, without any flying swords and magic weapons under his feet. Zhao Tianlin looked at Yang Yang, and his teeth in his mouth were trembling.

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Zhao Tianlin stood there, unable to explain the words in his mouth.

In his heart, only the monks in the Pill-Breaking Stage could stand in the void in the air. The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage did not have this ability at all, so Zhao Tianlin was like this.

The cultivator in the Pill-Breaking Stage has a high level of cultivation and can control the surrounding gas to lift his body up in the air. However, the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage cannot. Now Yang Yang is standing there in the air, and for Zhao Tianlin, he will never believe it.

.

"Impossible, you are definitely not a monk in the Pill-Breaking Stage, I don't believe it."

After Zhao Tianlin finished speaking, he turned around and accelerated his speed. Yang Yang took a look and took another step. This time, he came directly a hundred meters away from Zhao Tianlin. Yang Yang could not continue to let Zhao Tianlin run.

When he came to Zhao Tianlin, Yang Yanghao was unceremonious and hit Zhao Tianlin.

When Zhao Tianlin saw Yang Yang taking action, he didn't want to be inferior to others. He directly "hearse" Yang Yang with high-level spells, without any politeness to Yang Yang.

Yang Yang was still like that, looking lightly, he shot an intermediate spell himself, but he didn't expect that Zhao Tianlin would take the high-level wind-type spell directly. No wonder, who made Zhao Tianlin a single wind-type spiritual root, and the potential of the wind-type spiritual root is quite good.

Gao. The spells in his hand were also fully displayed. Yang Yang's intermediate spell encountered Zhao Tianlin's high-level wind spell and disappeared. Instead, the high-level wind spell flew towards Yang Yang with a stunning momentum.

After seeing this, Yang Yang avoided directly. With Yang Yang's strength, it was not a problem to take this move, but now his opponent is Zhao Tianlin. Originally, Zhao Tianlin's lack of strength made Yang Yang see it. But now Zhao Tianlin has one in his hand.

The bottle of wood thorn spirit wine, and Zhao Tianlin also had many methods, Yang Yang must deal with it carefully now.

Yang Yang easily dodged Zhao Tianlin's high-level wind spell.

Now, Yang Yang does not need to take Zhao Tianlin's attack tricks. Now Zhao Tianlin also has spiritual wine in his hand. Yang Yang will definitely not force Zhao Tianlin to exhaust his magic power for a while.

"Zhao Tianlin, you must die today."

Yang Yang said viciously, opened his mouth and flew out a fire-type soul magic weapon flashing red fire, and shot directly towards Zhao Tianlin.

"What, the soul magic weapon!"

Zhao Tianlin was shocked at first, and then returned to peace.

clang,,,,,

With a sound of metal collision, the two soul magic weapons flew directly into the air and collided quickly. When Yang Yang's soul magic weapons were about to stab Zhao Tianlin, Zhao Tianlin slapped the storage bag and a gold-shining Yuan.

The magic weapon flew out directly. However, Zhao Tianlin's golden soul magic weapon was a little different from Yang Yang's fire soul magic weapon, but it was indeed possible to resist Yang Yang's soul magic weapon.

Yang Yang's soul magic weapon was shot out from his mouth, while Zhao Tianlin's soul magic weapon was taken out in the storage bag. The soul magic weapon could only be warmed up in the dantian of the cultivator to a greater extent.

It shows the power of the soul magic weapon. Yang Yang's soul magic weapon is sacrificed and refined in the Dantian, but Zhao Tianlin's soul magic weapon is in the storage bag.

Even the gold-type primordial magic weapon will collapse under the attack of other magic weapons. Now Zhao Tianlin's primordial magic weapon flying in the air has already failed, and is attacking Yang Yang's fire-type primordial magic weapon.

Lower, the magic color on the sword gradually faded.

Yang Yang had a spiritual sense controlling the soul magic weapon in the air, and looked at Zhao Tianlin coldly. He directly hit Zhao Tianlin with an intermediate spell. Zhao Tianlin was still controlling his soul magic weapon. He felt something was wrong and waited for him to react.

When he came over, Yang Yang's spell had already hit him.

Zhao Tianlin wanted to hide, but it was too late. Yang Yang's spell directly hit Zhao Tianlin. Zhao Tianlin flew backwards, and the soul magic weapon in the air was also under the attack of Yang Yang's fire soul magic weapon.

It fell down.

Zhao Tianlin originally wanted to control his spiritual consciousness to retract the soul magic weapon, but before he could disperse his spiritual consciousness, Yang Yang's magic came over again. Zhao Tianlin directly dodged, but his golden soul magic weapon had already landed.

In Yang Yang's hands.

When the gold-type soul magic weapon fell, Yang Yang controlled his spiritual consciousness and took over Zhao Tianlin's soul magic weapon.

"No wonder this golden magic weapon cannot exert much power in your hands. It turns out that there are the spiritual consciousness of other monks on it."

Yang Yang was holding this golden soul magic weapon in his hand, and a stream of spiritual consciousness scattered out and directly penetrated into the golden soul magic weapon in his hand. This golden soul magic weapon was protected by Yang Yang's

The purpose is to erase this spiritual consciousness and directly brand it with your own spiritual consciousness.

However, the spiritual consciousness on this golden soul magic weapon was a bit powerful. Yang Yang's spiritual consciousness was wiped out by one fifth of it. Now the golden flying sword magic weapon fell into his hands. He dealt with Zhao Tianlin.

Yang Yang has time to get rid of the spiritual consciousness on this golden soul magic weapon.

If Yang Yang was right, the spiritual consciousness on this should be the spiritual consciousness of Luo Cheng, the leader of the Great Rome. Now that Yang Yang has worn off a trace of his spiritual consciousness, he must have known about Zhao Tianlin's situation now.

If someone else gives the soul magic weapon to other monks, it has its own spiritual consciousness. As long as the other party is trying to erase the spiritual consciousness, the person who gives it will feel that his spiritual consciousness is erased, but it is

Some of the spiritual consciousness given to the monks is also in the soul magic weapon. Besides, Zhao Tianlin is Luo Cheng's disciple, so he should be very clear about Zhao Tianlin's spiritual consciousness.

Now Yang Yang has worn off a trace of Zhao Tianlin's spiritual consciousness, and even Luo Cheng's spiritual consciousness has also wiped out a trace of it.

Yang Yang was sure that Luo Cheng must have known now that the soul magic weapon he handed over to Zhao Tianlin had been erased, which only means that Zhao Tianlin must have been killed by other cultivators and had even died.

"Give me the soul magic weapon back."

Zhao Tianlin stood there and said angrily, staring at the golden soul magic weapon in Yang Yang's hand.

"If I don't give it, can you kill me!"

Yang Yang said playfully, directly putting the gold-type soul magic weapon into the storage bag. Then he looked at Zhao Tianlin standing there.

When Zhao Tianlin saw Yang Yang put his soul magic weapon into the storage bag, he took out a high-level flying sword magic weapon.

Zhao Tianlin held the flying sword weapon and pinched a string of handprints in his hand. He held the flying sword weapon in his right hand and flew up directly into the air, drawing countless sword marks in the air. When Zhao Tianlin directly pinched the last hand, he directly looked towards him.

Yang Yang hit him. At this moment, Zhao Tianlin also fell directly to the ground.

Yang Yang stood hundreds of meters away from Zhao Tianlin. When he saw Zhao Tianlin calling him a spell directly, Yang Yang's face showed a long-lost fear.

"Holy sword technique is beyond imagination."

Although he was flying towards Yang Yang in the sky, wherever the sword light of the Holy Sword Technique went, all the trees on the ground were broken, without exception. Such terrifying power, if it was hit by this blow,

Even if you don't die, you're almost going to die.

The Great Saint sword technique is a perfect release, hand decision, spell, sword move, and a combination of three moves. No one can take on this move, including Yang Yang.

With just one move, Zhao Tianlin's magic power was directly taken away. He didn't even have the chance to stand firm, and he fell heavily to the ground below.

In the air, Zhao Tianlin took out the spiritual wine and took a few sips directly, but his magic power did not add in Zhao Tianlin's body in time, so Zhao Tianlin still fell to the ground, and the spiritual wine in his hand was thrown out, and the spiritual wine fell to the ground.

It was not broken, but the spiritual wine inside was spilled out directly. Zhao Tianlin rolled over and picked up the spiritual wine, and then found that there was not much spiritual wine inside.

Zhao Tianlin took a look and poured all the spiritual wine inside into his mouth, but he did not recover his magic power as quickly as he imagined. The spiritual wine he drank was just faint, and there was only a stream of spiritual energy inside.
Chapter completed!