The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

Timur was a little anxious at the moment, watching the continuous oncoming of people from the opposite side. Although they still had the advantage in numbers, this was no longer the most important thing. The capable people on the opposite side were able to fight many enemies at once, and the weapons in their hands were extremely lethal. Even cultivators could hardly defeat one or two of them.

At this moment, the most conspicuous person must be Lin Jinping. He held two swords and was extremely brave in close combat. Even if the opponent was in the Qi Refining Stage, he could resist a few attacks. If a Foundation Establishment cultivator came, he would take out his talisman gun without saying a word and shoot the enemy. His movements were quick and neat.

If Lin Qingwan saw this, she would definitely praise him as a sharpshooter. Some people are just gifted.

As for the talisman paper given by Lin Qingwan, each top existence only needs to input a little bit of profound power to activate it. It is extremely powerful. Even if one is at the late stage of foundation building, he dare not take the attack casually and can only dodge the attack range of the talisman paper.

Lin Jinping had a thick stack of talismans in his arms, all of which were given to him by Lin Qingwan. He didn't care what kind of talisman it was or how powerful it was, he just randomly pulled one out and threw it at the enemy. Often, some people were burned to ashes before they could dodge, some were accidentally frozen into ice sculptures, and even worse, some were killed by boulders and buried by the soil. Various forms of talismans refreshed their cognition.

This is too much!

Lin Jinping was having a great time fighting, and the opponents knew that he had the most powerful talismans, of all kinds, and once they were hit, the way they died was never the same. So, this scene was created: the cultivators fighting with Lin Jinping would often just have the upper hand, and as long as Lin Jinping put his hand into his chest, the cultivators on the opposite side would retreat quickly without thinking, looking at him vigilantly.

Lin Jinping chuckled: "Hey, kid, I'm just scaring you! I've used up all my talismans a long time ago!!"

But when the enemy attacked again, he pulled out another talisman and threw it out. It was hard to guard against. After being hit, he shrugged innocently and said, "Sorry, I remembered it wrong. This is the last one. I really don't have any more this time."

The enemy left with tears in his eyes, feeling very aggrieved.

After so many times, no one believed him anymore, but this also had its advantages. Once he couldn't win, one move would scare off the enemy, giving him time to recover. True and false, false and true, in the end, the enemies all ran to other people, and no one wanted to fight him anymore. Stay as far away as possible.

Lin Jinping was as lonely as snow. He could only run around and make trouble, making his enemies want to beat him up, but they were all scared off by one of his classic moves.

Damn, he's just as abominable as that guy who used the hidden weapon! !

The one who was under the most pressure was the white-haired old man from the witch doctor family who was fighting against Lin Qingwan. His walking stick was his weapon, while Lin Qingwan held a sword of moonlight in her hand, buzzing with excitement. She had a sword spirit.

The old man took a deep look at the moonlight in Lin Qingwan's hand. There was actually a sword spirit in it. Even in the world of cultivation, it was rare! Where did this little girl come from? Could she be the descendant of a powerful force in the world of cultivation left here?

After such a long confrontation, the white-haired old man discovered that Lin Qingwan did not try her best, but responded to his moves very easily, and he almost died under Lin Qingwan's attack.

The old man's hand holding the cane trembled slightly. If his time was not up, he would not be willing to make an enemy. To offend a genius is to seek death in the world of cultivation. Obviously, Lin Qingwan is such a genius. She is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but her cultivation has reached the peak of the late Jindan stage.

As for why she was so strong, the old man couldn't explain it. He guessed it was because of her skills. He couldn't say what level it was.

As for the skills, they are also divided into levels, in order, heaven, earth, black, yellow, etc. The highest level is the heaven level skills, followed by the earth level skills, then the black level skills, and finally the yellow level skills. Each level of skills is divided into high level, middle level, and low level. Among the many skills of his witch doctor family, the highest level of skills is only the high level of black level skills.

He was sure that the technique the woman across from him was practicing was at least above the Earth Level. Such high-level techniques were only found in the great sects and families in the world of cultivation. Even for a family like theirs thousands of years ago in the world of cultivation, there were very few Earth Level techniques.

"My friend, I admit that you are very strong, but you are only at the Golden Core stage. I am at the late Nascent Soul stage. If I fight you with all my might, I may not be your opponent. So why do you have to be my enemy to protect this mortal country? Why not cooperate with me?"

The old man said sincerely.

Lin Qingwan sneered, "Humph! You've come to my doorstep, and you're still asking me why? Well, let me tell you why. Dongao Country is my home, and my friends and family are all here. The general guarding the city is my father, the one fighting against three people in the sky is my eldest brother, and the one throwing talismans underground is my younger brother. And those who are fighting against the cultivators are all my friends, Lin Qingwan! Is this enough?"

The old man was speechless for a moment. Yes, the enemy has bullied him to the point of being humiliated. Even the most heartless person would take up a knife and fight the enemy to the death, let alone Lin Qingwan.

However, he also has his own difficulties and his own persistence! For the sake of the Tao in his heart, in order to fight for longevity with the heaven and earth, what if he sacrifices some mortals?

"Then there is nothing to discuss, old man, that's all I have to say, come on!!"

Although the old man was about to die, his cultivation was at the late Nascent Soul stage. There was a qualitative difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Golden Core cultivator. If the old man had some reservations before, now he was going all out to kill Lin Qingwan. And Lin Qingwan also became serious.

The old man waved the walking stick lightly, and the wind rolled up. The dark clouds covered the sun, almost covering half of the Gobi Desert. The other monks in the confrontation could not help but stop for a moment to observe the game above.

The ordinary soldiers were unable to open their eyes due to the strong wind and raised their hands to cover their eyes, mouths and noses.

"Retreat, retreat!!" Both sides quickly issued an order to retreat to avoid being affected.

A huge vortex gradually formed above, pressing towards Lin Qingwan, and a huge dry hand in the vortex rushed towards Lin Qingwan, approaching quickly and gradually getting bigger. It could almost catch everyone here. But his target was only Lin Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan looked at the hand in the sky solemnly, and dodged quickly by stepping on the moonlight. The hand missed the first grab, and turned around again in anger, grabbing Lin Qingwan.

Lin Qingwan did not try to dodge this time, but rushed forward. She quickly gathered strength in her hands, and gradually formed a huge fireball, which grew bigger and bigger, and was filled with blazing flames.

When the ball of light in her hand gathered to the size of a football, Lin Qingwan threw it out without hesitation towards the big hand that grabbed it.

"What can a mere flame do to me?"

The old man's voice came from behind the vortex, deafening and resounding throughout the Gobi Desert. Facing the old man's ridicule, Lin Qingwan had no expression on her face. She just stared at the flame.

The old man's hand was blocked by the fireball, so he failed to catch Lin Qingwan, but reached for the fireball. The hand instantly caught the fireball, and the huge force quickly crushed the fireball. The flames spread out and burned along the hand!