In the next room.

Xia Xingtao walked around in a state of turmoil, sometimes looking up at the ceiling and sometimes looking down at the ground, not knowing whether his decision to betray the Hundred Ghost Sect was correct.

"Seeking wealth and honor in danger is a dangerous situation. Since you have taken that step, it is useless to think about it."

Xia Xingtao clenched his hands tightly, his eyes firmly: "Also, the Baigui Gate has been doing things in absurdly over the years and has long become a thorn in the Yanhuang Wu League's side. It is only good to get out of it early, but no harm."

Thinking of this, Xia Xingtao no longer hesitated and sat cross-legged in the living room, preparing to restore his strength by regulating his breathing and breathing.

Many things happened on this day, which was not easy for him. He felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

However, as soon as Xia Xingtao put on his pose, he heard the subtle and continuous thunder sound in his ears.

"This is?"

His ears moved, he suddenly stood up, and an excitement appeared on his face, and he subconsciously listened: "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound?"

As an elite disciple of the Hundred Ghost Sect, Xia Xingtao has certain insights and eyesight, and is not unfamiliar with the top-level body refining secret technique of Tiger, Leopard, Lei Yin.

"Your Excellency Lin Chong is indeed extraordinary. Such a thorough and close thunder sound does not contain any impurities. I am afraid that you have already reached the pinnacle of the state."

He thought to himself.

The thunder sound lasted for about half a minute and then came to an abrupt end, and no sound came out.

Xia Xingtao thought that Lin's eavesdropping behavior was reproduced, so he quickly withdrew his perception, sat down cross-legged again, his eyes closed, and pretended to be focused on his breathing.

In fact, he was thinking too much. With Lin Chong's personality, how could he care about others' eavesdropping?

On the other side.

Lin Chong slowly raised his right hand, stared at his slender and fair palm, and clenched his five fingers into fists in turn, and the pure and vigorous internal strength was poured into it.

With the injected internal energy, in just a blink of an eye, his entire fist turned silver and black.

"call!"

Lin Chong punched forward with a punch.

The fist cuts through the air, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, but without any fireworks, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without traces to be found.

"Crazy!"

The curtains several meters away swung violently, as if an invisible hand was tearing them hard. The huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows also trembled violently, and cracks appeared on the surface that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Just as the floor-to-ceiling window was about to be completely crushed, Lin Chong retracted his fist in an understatement.

In an instant, the wind disappeared and the tremor stopped.

"Is it an illusion? After putting on the alloy armor suit, the power of my punches seems to increase?"

Lin Chong's eyes flashed slightly, and his expression seemed to be thoughtful.

The alloy armor set is a simple defensive device. It has no other functions except portability and secrecy, and has nothing to do with those smart wearable devices.

"Maybe it's because of my own weight increase? After all, the alloy armor set weighs more than 50 kilograms, which is equivalent to a large weapon."

Lin Chong quickly came up with a reason.

It is no exaggeration to say that with the help of the alloy armor set and the body cast with copper and iron, Lin Chong is like an invulnerable human-shaped tank, with the advantage of facing siege or fighting alone.

"In the next period of time, the Hundred Ghosts and the Gods will surely come out to find my trace."

Lin Chong's thoughts kept turning: "However, this hits my mind. Before the decisive battle with Xue Xuanyuan, he must first cut off his wings. In addition, Miaoce also needs to be vigilant. I heard that he is stronger than Xue Xuanyuan. If I fight against two, I will definitely have no chance of winning...

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Although Lin Chong is confident, he is also self-aware.

Xue Xuanyuan and Yu Miaoce are both famous strong men for a long time. There is no need to say much about the high martial arts skills. One-on-one, Lin Chong may still have some chance of winning, but if the two join forces, he can only avoid the edge and make a strategic retreat.

"As for the Gods Association, let it be left to others to deal with, they should be coming soon..."

Thinking of this, Lin Chong walked into the bedroom, chose a hidden corner that was not easy to appear, put on a boxing posture with dragon and tiger strength, and began to practice silently.

Drops of water can penetrate stones, and sand can form towers.

The reason why Lin Chong became so powerful was that he was far away from his peers was because of this almost rigorous method of practice that he would not waste a minute or a second.

The bright moonlight shines in from outside the window, time passes slowly, and it is midnight before you know it.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew, and a figure suddenly appeared on the balcony.

The figure was wearing a black tights, a black cloak, and a colorful poisonous snake mask on his face. His eyes were shining with dark light, and he looked very strange and gloomy.

At the same time as the figure appeared, Lin Chong, who had originally practiced with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Swish!"

His body shook and disappeared from the room like a ghost.

The figure had no idea about this, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally reached out and pushed open the empty window and prepared to enter the suite.

However, his left foot had just been lifted up, and before he could land, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and then his chest hurt, and he was grabbed by someone and raised his collar.

During this process, he didn't even see clearly what was going on.

Without waiting for the figure to react, the next moment, an indescribable sense of crisis came to the face, like a surging tide, instantly submerging the figure.

The shadow seemed to hear the grim smile of the god of death. At the critical moment, he no longer cared about the so-called dignity of a master and shouted with all his strength: "I am here to report the message!"

"Um?"

Lin Chong, who originally planned to break the shadow's neck, paused: "Who will I report the message for?"

"The Great Elder of the Hundred Ghost Sect, Yu Miaoce."

The figure escaped from death, his heart beat wildly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hands were hanging beside him, indicating that he had no malice, for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings from Lin Chong.

"Yu Miaoce?"

Lin Chong's face finally changed, his eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a hint of surprise.

He suddenly raised his hand and threw away the figure in his hand.

The figure turned over in the air, landing steadily on the ground, panting violently against the wall, and heavy breathing spread throughout the room.

His eyes looked at Lin Chong as if he had seen a ghost.

powerful!

Too strong!

He had heard that Lin Chong was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong.

"Take off the mask." Lin Chong said coldly.

The figure will do what you want.

Behind the mask is a pale and bloodless middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He looks about forty years old, and his eyes are cold and gloomy. If it were usual, it might make people feel scared, but at this moment, it only makes people feel funny.

Lin Chong stared at the figure for a while, his expression was unfathomable. He asked slowly, "What did he ask you to say?"
Chapter completed!