My Disciple's Milk is Fierce

Lin Zhan frowned, it seemed that they came prepared today, otherwise they would be so arrogant and dare to speak nonsense, one must know that his combat effectiveness is among the best among Luo Yi's disciples.

Now that the Spirit Race is doing this, could it be said that they have already broken that barrier?

However, in order to see Master today, even if an Immortal King came, Lin Zhan would not back down.

I saw the three immortals of the Spirit Race standing in a row, with a spar shining on their chests.

"This is given to us by the Lord, just to deal with you!"

Another fairy looked at the blue light on Lin Zhan's body, and said with some disdain: "You will use your strongest state when you come up, but we already know your details, as long as you have passed your strongest state Once you can't maintain this state, you will definitely die!"

"Then give it a try!" Lin Zhan stepped forward and appeared in front of them.

"formation"

The spars on the chests of the three spirit clan immortals glowed and surrounded Lin Zhan.

"In the formation of our spirit clan, you will not be able to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world. Let me see how you live today."

The three immortals stood at three corners.

Lin Zhan's eyes also turned blue. He has already opened the sixth door. Even if the three of them join hands with Lin Zhan, he is not afraid, but maintaining the state of eight doors is not only extremely painful, but also consumes his own spiritual power very quickly. , so now I must make a quick decision.

Lin Zhan aimed at a fairy and punched him.

But when he met him, the fairy king of the spirit clan disappeared.

He actually appeared in the vacant seat in the corner of the square just now.

"Space swap?" Lin Zhan thought of it immediately.

"Do you want to use this to consume my spiritual power?" Lin Zhan smiled faintly, "Then you are thinking too much." Don't forget that his spiritual power has been compressed at this time.

Lin Zhan took out a spear.

"Does Immortal Zhan Tian have a weapon?" In their impression, Lin Zhan had never taken out a weapon.

Lin Zhan had two minds, throwing a spear at one fairy, and he punched another fairy.

"Not good!" The two immortals wanted to switch positions at the same time, but only one switched over, and the other was panicked because Lin Zhan came in front of him.

Everyone in the Lingzu knew that once they were forced to fight against the Immortal Lord Tian, ​​it would be a narrow escape.

"No!" Lin Zhan punched out, not to mention him, even a body-training immortal could not stand it.

"Bang!" A hole was punched in the chest of the fairy of the Spirit Race.

He wanted to retreat, but how could he retreat completely when Lin Zhan approached him?Lin Zhan's speed of opening the eight gates has already caught up with the average fairy king.

Lin Zhan grabbed his neck.

When he was about to crush him in the next step, he suddenly felt the danger behind him, Lin Zhan turned around and dodged out of the way.

Xianjun, who was pierced through the chest, was gasping for breath. He didn't know what he had swallowed, and the wound on his chest healed visibly with the naked eye.

"I still underestimated Zhantian Xianjun, why does he have so much combat experience?"

It was also the first time for them to fight Lin Zhan. They didn't understand that when they went out to fight other immortals on the mainland, they could overwhelm him. How could they come here to fight against one of them and be overwhelmed.

It's their bad luck to blame them, it's not good to pick anyone, they actually picked Lin Zhan, You Qi even made Lin Zhan, even Leng Shaochen didn't dare to get close to Lin Zhan.

Those eight gates were not blown out.

"It doesn't matter. This time we have to deal with Xianjun Zhantian, otherwise we will be punished when we go back." Said a fairy.

The faces of the three immortals changed when they mentioned punishing them.

"Then use that trick." The three immortals looked at each other.

"Well, let's make a quick decision. Once Zhan Tianxian Lord's support comes, it will be difficult for us to get out."

I saw that the spar on their chests was shining brightly, and the other two immortals tore off the spar and slapped the spar on the body of the other.

All three crystals were absorbed into the body by a fairy.

The breath of the immortals who lost the spar dropped sharply, and after a while their breath had already fallen to the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

They fell to the ground with pale faces and vomited blood.

The breath of the fairy who absorbed the spar suddenly rose, and he was promoted to the peak of the fairy, "Break!" He roared with a ferocious expression.

"click"

He became the Immortal King!

"Immortal Zhan Tian, ​​today! It's your death date!" The Immortal King of the Spirit Race looked at Lin Zhan, and suddenly, the entire radius of a hundred miles was full of turmoil.

A coercion of the Immortal King spread throughout Qingzhou.

Yezhou
This place is guarded by Luo Yi's disciple An Yingxue.

"The breath of the Immortal King!" An Yingxue immediately flew into the air and looked in the direction of Qingzhou.

"It's the Immortal King of the Spirit Race." An Yingxue's complexion changed, "It's senior brother." An Yingxue flew directly to Qingzhou without saying a word.

"Immortal Lord Zhantian, die!" The Immortal King of the Spirit Race joked.

Lin Zhan frowned. He was only in the early stage of the Immortal King, and in his current state, he couldn't beat the Immortal King at all.

"The seventh door: open!" Lin Zhan's breath rose again.This raised his aura to the late stage of Xianjun.

"You can still improve, we underestimated you, you are more dangerous than Leng Shaochen."

"Then you won't be allowed to stay even more," the Immortal King of the Spirit Race shouted and punched out.

Just as Lin Zhan wanted to react, the punch had already come to his face.

Lin Zhan tried his best to escape.

After dodging, Lin Zhan realized that the spiritual energy around him had been almost absorbed by the Spirit Race, and if he delayed it, he would definitely die.

Lin Zhan distanced himself.

"Hopefully this cup of tea time will kill it."

Lin Zhan gathered all the spiritual energy in his body.Gather all the spiritual power to the dantian.

"The eighth gate: the gate of death, open!" Lin Zhan roared angrily.

This was the first time the door of death had been opened, and he didn't know what would happen.

In an instant, Lin Zhan's whole body emitted a golden light.

"Fight for me!" Lin Zhan wanted to improve his strength desperately, but his cultivation was stuck at the peak of Xianjun and he couldn't go up.

"Am I still lacking?" Lin Zhan asked unwillingly.When Leng Shaochen broke through to the Immortal King, he said that it would take a hundred years for him to break through to the Immortal King, because his precipitation was not enough.

He is not like Leng Shaochen's physique, there is no hindrance under the holy realm.

"The peak of Xianjun is the peak of Xianjun. I still don't believe that I can't beat you!"

The Immortal King of the Spirit Race frowned, obviously Lin Zhan's aura made him feel a little uneasy.

Lin Zhan took out his weapon again, a golden spear.

"Unexpectedly, this is your trump card, but under the Immortal King, everything is an ant!" The eyes of the Immortal King of the Spirit Race exuded the breath of the Spirit Race.

"Death!" His palm was like a huge net covering the sky and covering the sky, and he slapped Lin Zhan. This blow contained his avenue.

"Then let's see who dies today!" Lin Zhan raised his spear and stabbed at his hand.

The speed is even faster than the Immortal King of the Spirit Race.

"Boom!" Lin Zhan straightened up and pierced the palm of the Immortal King of the Spirit Race.

"Ah, Zhan Tian, ​​you completely pissed me off!"

He withdrew his hand, ready to launch a bigger offensive.