Ling Zhi swung his sword and was actually lost!

It was not successfully caught, the direction of the silver needle.

By the time the silver needle appeared from his back, it was only half a meter away from his body.

At the extreme speed of the Silver Needle, the distance of half a meter was not allowed to Ling Zhi to react at all.

Bang.

The silver needle was straight and sank into Lingzhi's body.

By the time the muscles on Lingzhi's back were tense, the silver needle had already reached more than half of its length, and only the tail was still falling on Lingzhi's back.

puff.

Even so, what we received was only the severe pain of Lingzhi's back muscles. After the sudden contraction, the silver needle directly penetrated his body from his back and came out from the front.

However, it was precisely because of Ling Zhi's strong body that Chen Tianyang did not dare to take risks. After Yin Needle entered Ling Zhi's body, he did not dare to show off, so he continued to force the Yin Needle to penetrate Ling Zhi.

Otherwise, he could have stabbed the silver needle into Lingzhi's body and stirred it up in Lingzhi's body, causing greater damage to Lingzhi.

As the martial artist's cultivation level increases, even if the injury of broken arms and legs is broken, he can recover quickly, but the cost of recovery becomes greater.

Therefore, the later it goes, the less likely the warriors are to be injured, especially this kind of penetrating and incomplete damage.

Therefore, it is already a huge thing for people like the Fourth Patriarch to cough up blood.

The stronger the body, the less likely it is to be injured. The less likely it is to be injured, it means that the stronger the body becomes.

Then, if the body is damaged, the power it takes to recover and the power it takes to heal, is terrifying.

Even Lingzhi, the same is true.

Such an injury actually made his face turn slightly white, and the qi and blood in his body flowed, rushing towards the front and back injuries, quickly repairing and repairing.

"How? I can't tell where the next blow will pierce you." Chen Tianyang looked at Ling Zhi and smiled.

As he said that Chen Tianyang let go of his soul power in the first battle with Ling Zhi, no longer suppressed his strength, and burst out with all his strength.

After Chen Tianyang's soul was released, his soul power was actually as strong as the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and it was a big gap compared to Ling Zhi's soul power.

This is what Ling Zhi suffered, and it is also what he is most worried about this battle.

When he first entered the ancestor saint, Ling Zhi had only one place, that is the soul. Before he had time to transform, he had no time to carefully understand the progress and changes of the soul.

If Chen Tianyang suppressed him with his soul, it would be very troublesome.

Especially when you reach the Ancestral Saint Realm, there are really not many spiritual medicines that can repair the Ancestral Saint's soul. Even Ling Zhi cannot produce any spiritual pills that have achieved great results for the time being, especially for Chen Tianyang.

Therefore, warriors of Chen Tianyang's level will inevitably be extremely careful and cautious when using their soul power.

After all, no one wants to damage his soul power and then spend decades, even hundreds, thousands of years of hard work to heal and recuperate.

Therefore, it is inevitable that it will be difficult to seduce Chen Tianyang to inject his soul power into his body and use the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons to harm the other party.

After Chen Tianyang sarcastically said Ling Zhi, the silver needle around him disappeared again and fled into the void. The attack speed was still astonishingly fast.

Even though Ling Zhi was willing to spend a lot of energy on his soul power, he was still unable to catch the direction of the silver needle.

In desperation, Ling Zhi had no choice but to use the technique of transforming the Three Clears.

Even if he was inside, three figures appeared and stood in the air.

The three of them formed a horn, facing each other, guarding an area and facing the silver needle together.

Chen Tianyang frowned, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That old Taoist magic has been passed down to you. Unfortunately, he was defeated in that battle back then. Now it's your turn, and he still has to lose." Chen Tianyang sneered, "You people from the lower world, in front of me, will only have one result in defeat!"

After saying that, the silver needle suddenly split into pieces under Ling Zhi's gaze. Several silver needles were unable to tell the true or false, and appeared in Ling Zhi's perception.

The fluctuations on each silver needle are exactly the same.

Moreover, after the silver needle was dispersed, the power on the silver needle did not weaken at all.

It is difficult to distinguish whether it is a set of silver needle ancestral instruments or a transformed silver needle, and it is difficult to see clearly.

Ling Zhi's eyes changed and his expression was serious. A figure slid gently with his palms, and the method of dead trees coming to spring was revealed.

After arriving at the Ancestral Saint, many completely different changes occurred when this method was used.

Lingzhi's powerful qi and blood alone are enough to make the dead trees spring, so a large number of tough and tender vines burst out directly from Lingzhi's palms and in front of his fingers.

Intertwining and entanglement, forming shields, forming arrows, etc., spread throughout the space in front of the figure of Lingzhi.

On the other side, another figure transformed by Ling Zhi stood there, seemingly not doing anything, but the void in front of him became much more solemn and heavier.

Obviously, it is the gravity manifestation of the rule of force that can undoubtedly make the silver needle much heavier when entering this area.

On the other side, Ling Zhi's body raised his hand and swung the blood-crying sword around him, following the wishes of the instrument spirit, while he leaned forward slightly, like a jade stick being grabbed by him and could attack in any direction at any time.

Whoosh.

Chen Tianyang was very confident in himself, so he did not disturb Ling Zhi's preparation time. Instead, he sneered and finished watching all this.

Then the moment Ling Zhi was ready, he went out.

Obviously, this time is when Ling Zhi’s mentality is the most relaxed.

Just like building the last brick on a house and putting the last piece of soil on a bridge, people will instinctively relax.

It was at this time that the silver needle shot.

However, this time, when this time was different from before, these several silver needles shot out without any concealment and did not attack Lingzhi. Instead, when they approached Lingzhi, they automatically extended out of the void. Once they appeared, they shot straight at Lingzhi.

The vines in the sky first came into contact with the silver needle.

However, with the sound of whizzing sounds, the silver needle directly penetrated the vine and pierced Ling Zhi's figure.

Bang.

This clone exploded on the spot, and Ling Zhi's mood became even heavier in an instant.

His other clone flipped quickly, controlling the gravity and blocking him.
Chapter completed!