Wood Type Only Has Support? I Will Directly Transform Into A Buddha!

Early the next morning, Wen Zun showed up on Mo Lin's island as scheduled with all the high-end combat power of the Wen clan, and the war broke out immediately.

Soldiers will fight against soldiers against generals. The overall strength of the two clans is not much different, and each has its own opponent.

However, since there are only three upper-ranking kings of the Wen clan except Wen Zun, one less than the Molin clan, Wen Jing, who is the strongest among the middle-ranking kings, was arranged to skip the battle and be used as the upper-ranking king.

Wen Jing's opponent is named Mo Linhai, a high-ranking king who has been famous for a long time.

Originally, he thought he could quickly kill Wen Jing to help other battlefields, but his expression changed as soon as the fight started.

"Two layers of ice and fire." Wen Jing's attack was in the fusion field of water and fire, and both were at the eighth level, which made Mo Linhai miserable.

"Mother is so powerful?" Lin Cang hid behind a cloud and paid attention to the battlefield, his eyes mainly focused on Wen Jing.

After discovering that Wen Jing was not in danger, he immediately carefully sensed Wen Zun and Mo Linkun.

At this moment, two high-ranking kings were fighting in an independent battlefield, separated by their thunder and earth fields. The details were unknown, and one could only deduce who was superior by sensing their spiritual energy fluctuations.

In Lincang's perception, Mo Linkun's aura has always been calm, and Wen Zun burst out from time to time, and his spiritual energy was consumed very quickly.

"It seems that Wen Zun is no match."

Lin Cang thought to himself, silently waiting for the opportunity to take action.

The battle lasted from morning to afternoon. The low-level combat power of both sides suffered heavy losses, but not many king-level experts died.

At this moment, most of Wen Zun's spiritual energy had been consumed. Lin Cang felt that it was almost time to take action, so he immediately entered Sage Mode and sneakily approached their battlefield.

"Lin Dade, take action, this old guy wants to run away." Mo Linkun sent a message, and Lin Cang immediately took action after hearing this.

He directly released the three people from Dayang Taishi. Gu Xia Gaoyuan held a mace and smashed a hole in their territory and rushed in.

At this moment, Wen Zun was a little embarrassed, but there were no injuries on his body.

When he saw Lin Cang and others, his expression suddenly changed and he glared angrily.

"You sinner, do you know what you are doing? You actually want to help the enemy beat your own people? Do you want the entire Wen clan to be buried with you?"

"You are overthinking." Lin Cang's eyes were indifferent, and he stared at Wen Zun and said word by word: "As long as you die, the Mo Lin clan leader will agree to a truce, and other people will not be affected."

"Haha, it's really ridiculous." Wen Zun glanced around the five of them, "Apart from Mo Linkun's threat to me, you four ants have nothing to fear. Trying to keep me here is just nonsense."

"Are you talking about a dream?" Gu Xia Gaoyuan rushed forward with a mace in his hand, using all his moves. "Then let me show you the body refining skills of our sanctuary."

Boom boom boom!

Wen Zun was knocked back dozens of miles by the three sticks of Gu Xia Plateau, and he tried to escape with the help of his strength.

Lin Cang immediately took action, consuming a large amount of spiritual energy in his body, turning a thousand miles around into his tree world. At the same time, he separated Wood Clone and took four people to teleport, catching up with Wen Zun in an instant.

"Sage Art·Big Ball Rasengan!" Lin Cang's body used the Flying Thunder God to surprise Wen Zun behind, and the Rasengan in his hand hit him, leaving a spatial mark.

"You son of a bitch, die!" A powerful spiritual energy erupted from Wen Zun's body, sending Lin Cang flying away.

Although he was not injured by Lin Cang, he still felt humiliated and humiliated.

Yingshanhai, Guxia Plateau, and Dayang Taishi, under the leadership of Mo Linkun, besieged Wenzun. The latter's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and defeat was imminent.

Lin Cang did not participate in the siege. He blocked Wen Zun's direct lineage at the outermost level of the battlefield and prevented these people from helping Wen Zun.

"Son of sin, get out of my way!"

"Wen Jing, please take care of your son, the great elder is in danger!"

The two upper-ranking kings of Wen Zun's lineage were furious and attacked Lin Cang fiercely.

Lincang used Flying Thunder God to deal with it, and released Shukaku when he was almost unable to stop him.

"Deal with them."

"Oh!" The Shukaku monster screamed, spitting out a large number of sand bullets from its mouth and hitting them into the bodies of the two upper kings, controlling their bodies so that they could not move.

It has little effect against Shukaku, the top king. It has a single move and no fatal means.

But it is more than enough to deal with ordinary high-ranking kings whose total spiritual energy is far less than it. Even such opponents cannot keep up with its speed.

"Xiao Cang!" Just when Lin Cang was about to kill the two high-ranking kings, a gentle female voice came. When he looked back, he was stunned for a moment.

"Mother..." Although he had met Wen Jing from a distance before, Lin Cang was still excited when they met for the first time.

"Xiao Cang." With tears in her eyes, Wen Jing stretched out her hand to touch Lin Cang's face, "You have grown so big...you must have suffered a lot in these years."

"It's nothing." Lin Cang suppressed his excitement. It's not time for reunion yet.

"Mom, go and support Mo Linkun. We must let that old guy Wen Zun die here today."

"Today?" After hearing this, Wen Jing looked at the large number of clan members who were fighting the Mo Lin clan with unbearable eyes, "No, this will destroy the family."

"Wen Zun wants to die, but not today. The Mo Lin clan is the real enemy."

Lin Cang shook his head, "Mom, don't worry, I have already discussed it with Mo Linkun privately. He will not and does not dare to massacre the Wen clan."

"The top priority now is to kill Wen Zun and get the power in the clan, so that you and I can be reunited with our father."

"Brother Shan..." Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily, "I believe in my son."

She left a message for Lin Cang and rushed into the main battlefield, "It's not easy to train a high-ranking king. They are still valuable."

"I understand." Lin Cang watched Wen Jing join the battlefield besieging Wen Zun, and then turned to look at the two upper kings controlled by Shukaku.

"Xiao Jin, take them both in."

"Yes." The little golden pagoda grew taller and quickly took the two people who could not move into the tower.

At this time, Wen Zun's lineage no longer had the upper king. Others came to rescue him, but they had learned from the past. It was not until the war started that they realized that this was a conspiracy against the head of their family.

"Everyone stop it." Lin Cang's voice spread throughout the battlefield, and everyone looked at him.

"Stop fighting now, everyone in the Wen clan come with me."

After hearing this, the senior officials of the Mo Lin clan immediately led their people to retreat and were extremely obedient. Mo Linkun must have told them the plan.

However, the people of the Wen tribe don't know what to do. They all look at each other and don't know what to do.

Upon seeing this, Wen Jiang hurried to Lin Cang's side, "What's going on?"

"Senior, I will explain it to you in detail later. Now tell these people not to move." After Lin Cang said that, he turned around and entered the main battlefield.

At this moment, Wen Zun was in a state of embarrassment after being beaten, and the bloodline Madara Madara on his majestic bright yellow robe was full of aura.

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