martial law

Yang Lin's face was dull, he didn't know whether it was sadness or joy.

The sad thing is that I have killed many real immortals, and even killed the black water black snake at the golden immortal level, and accumulated astronomical martial arts values. I seem to be a rich man, but he is still a poor ghost.

Because, he saw that it cost 2000 million to upgrade to the second level, and he wanted to upgrade to the third level, but it was impossible.

The news of the performance of the Martial Order Feedback, to upgrade to the third level of mental strength, requires 4000 million martial arts...

This turned out to be an exponential doubling.

my darling!

However, it is not without good news.

Yang Lin squeezed his fist, feeling the vast and mysterious power, a stream of silver light enveloping the fist, with a slight vibration, the space in front of him was shaken with countless ripples, surging like a tide.

The steel rock grinding disc in front of the house was beaten into nothingness by the slightest touch of the ripples, and even the powder could not be seen.

It's like it never existed.

Look with the eyes of the sky.

He discovered that this ripple of power, with just a light sweep, actually smashed the hardest rocks collected by the Cyanwood Tribe into fine particle states, turning the matter into something else, and erasing it fundamentally. Lost.

If it hits a flesh and blood body, not to mention turning it into a blood mist, it will definitely turn the flesh and soul into particles in the universe.

"It's just the second level of mental strength, can you reach this level?"

Yang Lin was slightly startled.

Thinking of the Yiqi Immortal Ma Yuan I saw in the previous avatar.

That guy's innate grasping hand, its energy nature, can obliterate his innate five-element power, and even offset the indestructible aura, damage until it is broken up.

He thought for a while, and the left palm circulated the immortal aura, and the five-color brilliance flashed.

The index finger of the right hand gathered the mental strength of the silver brilliance, and pointed to it.

Then, I saw the five-color brilliance and the golden immortal aura, which became flickering, and broke apart with a bang, and a deep hole appeared in the left palm.

There was no bleeding, even the flesh and bones were gone, and the finger hole seemed to exist naturally.

"Good guy, I'm direct good guy."

Yang Lin rubbed his stiff cheeks, stretched out his hand to straighten the corners of his mouth, restraining his uncontrollable smile.

The enemy is still there, so don't be too happy at this time.

However, this effort is too overbearing.

Preliminary estimates require the deity to reach the level of the Golden Immortal, and the congenital Five Elements Caves and Heavens are perfect, in order to compete with this force.

In other words, the first level of promotion can be equivalent to the initial strength of the Golden Immortal of the innate level creatures, and the power of the second level of mental power is equivalent to the mid-term power of the Golden Immortals of the innate level creatures.

Chapter 602 A strong enemy strikes, face it head-on

Yiqi Immortal Ma Yuan is now in the middle stage of Golden Immortal, with extraordinary roots and feet, and he has also cultivated the strength of the innate level, innate Qi.

In terms of strength level, it is only comparable to his current level of mental strength.

can fight.

Most importantly, he also has a sun-shooting bow.

Not surprisingly, it is now ready to use.

As soon as Yang Lin thought about it, he took out the dark red bow that recognized the master, and resisted the urge to draw the innate wood energy.

Time is very tight now, and there is no time to draw slowly and cultivate the cave.

It was too late to temporarily increase the innate power of the five elements, so Yang Lin did not practice in seclusion.

He was worried that Ma Yuan would show his ferocity, killed the three clones, and rushed to the Qingmu tribe to kill them.

If you don't block him at this time, the consequences will be dire.

Therefore, the sun-shooting bow is actually the trump card.

See if it can be used without loss?

Yang Lin pulled the bowstring, pouring silver energy into it, as if lighting up the body of the bow, countless patterns surged and intertwined, and a hidden murderous intent appeared, which was soul-stirring.

The bow string was slowly pulled apart, and a translucent jet-black light arrow suddenly appeared on the bow body. This light arrow was slowly formed and gradually solidified.

There is a layer of faint silver light attached to it.

feasible!

Yang Lin was overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, as the bowstring continued to be drawn, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

It seems that the whole body's blood and primordial spirit will also be thrown into the arrow's edge.

"Enough, enough, no more smoking."

Yang Lin was terrified and wanted to shoot a light arrow.

But found that before the arrow is completely solidified, the arrow cannot be shot at all.

"spread."

Yang Lin quickly dissipated Yinhui's mental strength and absorbed it into his body, his face turned slightly pale.

Watching the light arrow disappear and the longbow return to its silent appearance, there is still lingering fear in his eyes.

This bow is really evil.

He found that his level of mental power was still not enough. If he wanted to shoot this arrow, he had to use flesh and blood to make up for it. It would even damage his life and vitality, irreversibly damage his foundation.

This may be the reason why the mother-in-law of the Qingmu tribe died early.

Shooting this arrow cost a bit too much.

So, at what level did the owner of this bow reach at the beginning?

With Yang Lin's current knowledge and judgment ability, he can almost figure it out.

The first, second and third levels of mental strength should be the Golden Wonderland corresponding to the level of innate strength.

Level four, five and six correspond to the Great Luo Realm.

The seventh, eighth and ninth level are the last stage before becoming a saint. The level of those who control the rules may be called the quasi-sage level.

The sun shooter drew nine bows in a row, his strength was still there, and he was still able to fight against powerful enemies, so he should be at the level of Da Luo's combat power.

At least level [-] or above, maybe level [-] mental strength.

Ancestor Wu didn't cultivate his primordial spirit, didn't increase his lifespan, and didn't understand the rules. He wanted to use his strength to break the way and followed the old path of the ancestor gods. He sacrificed his future and various strange abilities, and what he got was the most powerful direct combat power.

It is not surprising that he can compete with Da Luo with a level [-] mental strength.

However, in terms of the consumption of martial luck, it is not easy to upgrade to level four.

The fourth level alone needs to consume 8000 million military luck points, and a total of 5000 million military luck points will be consumed. Killing a big Luo can't even gather such assets.

"Come on slowly, this kind of big killer is useless now, but with the current level of mental strength, combined with the innate power of the five elements, it can also compete with Yiqi Immortal Ma Yuan."

The training time passed quickly, Yang Lin had just straightened out his own practice path, and it was only a few cups of tea time.

There was movement outside the Aokibe.

The sky was pitch black, thunder rumbled, and for tens of hundreds of miles, countless silver arcs twisted and swam, rushing fiercely at the Qingmu tribe.

It was just a wave of shock, and the witch array outside the tribe was already crumbling.

The colorful cloud of smoke was grasped and crushed by a big hand covering the sky, and turned into green air and dissipated.

A hoarse broken gong voice rang eeriely in everyone's heart.

"Come out and die, just send out a few puppets, and also want to send me off? If you don't come out, I will break your formation and devour your [-] blood food..."

After the test, Ma Yuan, the Immortal of Qi, had obviously aroused his ferocity.

This guy somehow found Aokibe directly.

"I don't know how much the Black Water Department has been injured. Is the patriarch who likes to retreat and understand the law dead?"

Thinking of the behavior of the Immortal Ma Yuan chasing his own god to the Heishui Tribe, and then killing Aokibe in a short period of time.

Yang Lin guessed that the Black Water Department might recognize this Jiejiao Jinxian, so he was immediately persuaded, and then threw the pot on Aokibu's head.

This point is not difficult to deduce.

Therefore, in the wild jungle, during the battle of hundreds of Dongyi clans, there is no room for any kindness, and the clan may be wiped out at any time.

As for the Immortal Jiejiao, he does things in his own way, completely unrestrained, and killing lives is simply a daily operation.

In the battle of the Conferred Gods, it is still reasonable to cut off the destruction of ten thousand immortals.

If such demons and ghosts are allowed to run amok, even the prosperous world will be turned into a dead silence, without hope or vitality.

Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu were indeed cruel, and directly invited out such a murderous person.If Yang Lin hadn't come, according to the original plan, the eighteen tribes in Manghuang in the west would have suffered heavy casualties and been forcibly suppressed, and all tribe members would have become a death-death team for the Great Shang Dynasty to attack the Dongyi Royal Court.

Of course, in the end, Dongyi's background will also be provoked.

I don't know what kind of master is hidden in the Dongyi royal court?

Those are still far away, so Yang Lin doesn't think about them for now.

At present, this Aokibe is his territory, and he will never allow Ma Yuan to act presumptuously here.

Coincidentally, his strength improved, and he was not interested in releasing his ordinary avatars. The deity suddenly stood up, and told Qiuyan, Aunt Xue and others: "You don't need to fight, just defend the formation and protect everyone. I will come as soon as I go."

Before the few people could reply, a golden light shot up into the sky, passed through the witch formation, hovered in the air, stopped for a while, and shot towards the distant high mountains like a sharp arrow.

Here is too close to the Aoki Tribe.

Under the confrontation, it is likely to affect the witch formation, infiltrate and hurt ordinary tribesmen, if one is not careful, the aftermath of the two people's fight breaks through the witch formation, and a large number of people may die.

Therefore, it is better to keep Yinna Mayuan a little farther away.

Yang Lin landed on the mountain peak, with a thought, the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Mountains and rivers linger on the sword, the aura of sharp gold is hidden deep, the precious light soars to the sky, and the murderous aura is fierce.

The name of this sword is Mountains and Rivers, but in fact it is mainly innate metal nature, it can cut mountains and rivers, cut heaven and earth.

He's ready to get serious.

"You really have no backers, and you don't have those annoying guys from the Chanjiao to follow. I don't know where you have the courage to meddle in my nephew's plan to destroy the barbarians? Today, just enter the belly of the Taoist master and have a good time." Anxie, let those prudish bull noses feel bad."

The mysterious light around Ma Yuan's body flickered slightly, and he reached the height of the mountain, standing a hundred feet away, his voice was like a bell, he laughed loudly, extremely proud.

It can be heard from his words.

This is the recognition of Yang Lin as a disciple of the three generations of Chanjiao.

Perhaps it was the innate energy of the five elements used during the clone battle that misunderstood him.

The five-element energy derived from the Longevity Jue has a special root and foot, and is a direct inheritance of the orthodox Taoist school. From the five elements to yin and yang, it returns to the original and returns to the original, pointing directly to the rules of chaotic energy.

Although the disciples of Jiejiao's outer sect did not get the Daoist direct pointing skills, they are still clear about the skills of the Daoist Sanqing sect.

At this time, Ma Yuan's eyes were red, envious and jealous, he wanted to catch Yang Lin and eat him alive. Of course, he had to ask about the exercises, which should not be missed.

Chapter 603 Confronting head-on, killing intent is awe-inspiring

"catch."

Ma Yuan let out a low cry, and the long arms behind his head swelled in the wind, rumbling straight into the sky, like a sky pillar, with no end in sight.

This is just the beginning.

The gigantic arm had just appeared, and the rumbling sound came down from the sky, and a large blue and black hand appeared in the midair, covering a radius of tens of miles, and the entire space collapsed and shattered. , and grabbed Yang Lin head-on.

He must be captured and crushed together with the foothold mountain peak.

'The so-called supernatural powers and spells are imitating the power of the world and stealing the rules of the world. This hand is innately grasping, and it has already touched the level of rules. '

Even if the strength is greatly improved, it is full of confidence.

Yang Lin couldn't help but secretly admired the spells in the hands of this ugly and hideous Jiejiao disciple.

Regardless of character and behavior style, the opponent's strength is really remarkable.