How the Blackened Male Lead Was Made

Qing Mo on the opposite side was dazed by Jiang Lin's set of spells, and his body was exhausted.

And everyone was taken aback by Jiang Lin's style of play - no one is stupid, they all know that this requires the foundation of scrutiny.

However, Yan Haorui and those Nascent Soul cultivators realized in the first time that Jiang Lin, apart from the skill of shooting water arrows, consumes more real energy. Ice Prison and Ice Blade are not big moves, so it seems that the skills Coherent, consumes a lot of true energy, in fact, it is not particularly exhausting.

Yan Haorui showed a sincere smile, and the leader on the stage sighed, "Genius, a genius in battle. There are only three simple spells that can effectively trap a master of the same level. It seems that my Tian Zongzong It may not be a good thing to always open so many magic tricks to each disciple. As long as they are connected properly, a few simple skills can be very effective."

What the head didn't say was that this also applies to those Nascent Soul cultivators who seem to be at the top.

When others watched the excitement or watched Jiang Lin's fighting thoughts, Qing Mo didn't even have time to complain.

The transition time between Jiang Lin's spells was very short, at least he didn't have a chance to breathe.

Qing Mo persisted for just a stick of incense and then felt a little exhausted—whether it was ice blades, ice prisons, or water arrows, they were besieging and attacking from all directions, which meant that he had to protect his whole body, and he had to be surrounded all the time. According to Jiang Lin's attack adjustment, the loss of true energy was greater than that of attacking Jiang Lin.

He was a little apprehensive, in fact, it was common for golden core practitioners to compete with each other for half a day.

They have long been used to fighting each other with their magic weapons, and the magic weapons determine the victory or defeat. They never thought that they could use their own magic skills to defeat the enemy.

They were imprisoned by dogma, and meeting Jiang Lin, who was born in the modern age and had a lively mind, suffered a lot - he never even thought of taking the lead.

But now, under Jiang Lin's continuous attacks, he was stretched out, and he was even more embarrassed to hide. He couldn't even attack Jiang Lin to regain the initiative.

Of course, it was impossible for Jiang Lin to give him this chance.

Qing Mo persisted for a while longer, his breathing became heavy, and it looked like he was at the end of his battle.Jiang Lin heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that his tactics could not stand up to scrutiny, if there was an opponent with quicker reflexes or a strong defensive weapon, his idea would immediately come to nothing.

Fortunately, God is on his side, and the one on the other side really doesn't have these favorable conditions.

Qingmo himself knew his physical condition, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, he couldn't stop here!He also wants the Vasui Pill!Otherwise, wouldn't his nearly ten years in Tianzongzong be wasted!

He was originally just a casual cultivator, but he had cultivated to the Golden Core Stage. He heard that the Tianzong Zong Zhongshanmen Dabi could release the secret treasure of the marrow pill, so he had to use all his strength to become a teacher.

It took more than ten years for the head of Tianzongzong to believe him, and the purpose was the cutting pill!

He can't stop here!

Qing Mo glanced at Yan Haorui who was standing under the stage, the regret and resentment in his eyes even made Yan Haorui in the distance feel something, and frowned.

Qing Mo snorted coldly, although this Qing Shan's strength is not bad, but at the price of losing [-]% of his cultivation, he may not be defeated.

Although that kind of thing is precious...but I can't take care of it now, it's best to kill the bastard on the opposite side directly!

Jiang Lin felt a sudden chill on his back. He looked at Qing Mo, who was trapped in the ice prison technique, with some doubts, and found that he did not break through the ice prison immediately like before, but fell silent.

Jiang Lin frowned, without doubt, waved his hand, and said silently in his heart, "Water Dragon Curse!"

This is the best and most powerful technique he has mastered now.

It is much stronger than that water arrow volley. If he really uses his Nascent Soul cultivation base to send it out regardless, he can even form a water dragon with a little IQ, which can deal with some simple situations.

Now of course he can't make a full version of the water dragon, but a smaller version is still possible.

The water dragon roared and rushed towards Qing Mo in the water prison, but stopped for a moment on the way.

Jiang Lin didn't know if it was his own delusion, he seemed to hear the water dragon whistling with fear - the water dragon seemed to feel some great threat.

But its IQ is not that high, the master's order is still the most important, and the water dragon is still heading towards the ice prison with a thunderous momentum-if this blow is carried out, it can kill the ice prison and the clear ink in the ice prison. Seriously hurt together!

But at this moment, the layers of ice prisons gradually melted from the inside, until the water dragons flying outside were all wiped out.

Jiang Lin froze for a moment, the time was very short, but in this short period of time, Jiang Lin felt a definite and fast attack on him... a breath that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

Jiang Lin didn't have time to think about how this thing came about, he only knew that if he didn't defend himself, he might die here!

He no longer cared about concealing his cultivation, exposing his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, protecting himself with a thick ice wall, and the remaining true energy poured into the ice wall continuously.

— But I can't prevent it!

Through the ice wall he could feel the breath breaking the last barrier in front of him, overwhelming—killing him, tearing him to pieces.

Jiang Lin's face turned pale with shock. Could it be that Qing Mo on the opposite side is hiding his cultivation like him? !

He was about to struggle to dodge for the last time, when his eyes suddenly blurred, and a slender figure stood in front of him.

Although he knew that the power of that thing should not be underestimated, when Yan Haorui rushed over, Jiang Lin did feel a spontaneous sense of security.

But feeling safe in his heart does not necessarily mean that Yan Haorui must be safe. Jiang Lin knew that his strength was nothing in Yan Haorui's eyes, so he still poured a steady stream of true energy into the crumbling ice wall.

This period of time seemed very long to Jiang Lin, but in fact it was only a short moment.

Jiang Lin was on the stage of the competition, so he couldn't see clearly, but everyone in the stands clearly saw a long spear suddenly appearing in Yan Haorui's hand. The air rushes straight away—

The aura that completely destroyed the entire competition platform was dissipated by Yan Haorui's blow, without a trace.

When the blow fell, even Jiang Lin noticed that there were two incomparably powerful zhenqi suddenly appearing around the test field, only a little weaker than Yan Haorui's aura.

Yan Haorui raised his eyebrows, and before the two strands of true energy reached the test field, he shot suddenly. Others could barely see how he made the shot, and saw that Qing Mo, who was still terrified just now, was already bleeding from seven orifices, and fell slowly to the ground.

Before everyone in the competition field came back to their senses, they saw that Qingmo's body... slowly shattered into eight pieces.

——Break it into eight pieces.

Jiang Lin took a look and then turned his head away. He didn't feel sympathy for the person who wanted to kill him just now, it's just that he couldn't stand such a bloody scene.

Knowing that he was uncomfortable, Yan Haorui covered his eyes and pulled him into his arms.

Jiang Lin didn't like this little bird's clinging posture, so he got out of his arms with a bad expression on his face.

In the current situation, all fools know who is coming, and it must be the ancestor of Tian Zongzong during the tribulation period.

Although everyone's cultivation is not as good as Yan Haorui's, there are two of them after all.

Jiang Lin was a little worried, and glanced at the twenty or so "former masters and uncles". He could trap three at most by himself, and there was nothing he could do about the rest.

And the other Tianzongzong cultivators in the field, regardless of their cultivation level, showed longing expressions-not only for the masters of the two sects, but also for Yan Haorui and Jiang Lin!

Yan Haorui was not affected by this kind of gaze, he just glanced at the two strong men in the Transcending Tribulation Stage who showed their faces, "We came here this time just to cut the marrow pill."

Jiang Lin: ...Are you really trying to find fault? !Can't be so direct, dear!

Jiang Lin glanced at the head's expression...he felt a little guilty, after all, the head really regarded them as apprentices, and treated them well, and even gave them the precious scripture-washing pill.

It's a pity that in this situation, we can't keep it for a while and we will fight again.

He wanted to look at Qingqing again, after all, although the head of the sect was their master, Qingqing was the one who really took care of them all the time, but he didn't see anyone when he looked around.

Jiang Lin was too embarrassed to look around blatantly in such an imminent situation. If he didn't see it at first glance, he was too embarrassed to be distracted. He just showed a somewhat apologetic smile to the leader.

The expression on the head of the sect...Jiang Lin couldn't describe it, it was quite complicated anyway.

In this situation that was on the verge of breaking out, one of the two cultivators in the transcending tribulation period suddenly said, his voice was hoarse and old, but it was not unpleasant, "My fellow Taoist, since you want the cutting pill, there is nothing wrong with it. Although this thing is precious, two can be produced in ten years. We are honored to exchange this thing for your friendship."

Jiang Lin: This... What was he so nervous about just now?

Yan Haorui hesitated, "Of course, but..."

Another opening, "You don't want to rob, we won't hold grudges against you because of this. However, we hope that you can serve as the guest elder of our Tianzongzong."

Before Yan Haorui could speak, Jiang Lin said, "Yes."

He really had a good impression of Tian Zongzong, and he didn't want to make matters worse.

Yan Haorui glanced at him indulgently, "Yes."

This glance was seen by others, not to mention how much shock it caused in my heart-it seemed that there was some ambiguity between these two people?

Just when everything was about to be resolved satisfactorily, an incomparably powerful aura suddenly surged from the back mountain—far stronger than those present