The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1788: : Because you are dying
? Wang Linlang probably didn't expect that he would have died here like this. Originally, he came with the plan to work hard, but he was the first person to die.
, the palace lord of the dignified Taoist Supreme Palace, Wang Linlang, who had the cultivation base of great longevity, died so miserably that Fang Lin's head was smashed to pieces with a punch.
Even a great long-lived person, once the head is broken, there is no way to survive. After all, the human soul exists in the heavenly spirit, and if the head is broken, the soul is also broken.
If only the head was cut off, it would not die immediately, and he could barely survive, but Wang Linlang’s head was completely shattered. Even if Wang Linlang had nine lives, he would die and he could no longer die. Up.
This was too sudden. Even if the black-and-white head teacher and the bull riding old man wanted to stop them, they were too late. They could only watch Wang Linlang die in Fang Lin's hands.
Fang Lin had a pleasant smile on his face, and shook the flesh and blood residue in his hands, and the headless corpse of Wang Linlang fell straight into the sea.
Under the I don’t know how many sea beasts are eagerly waiting, sprinting in the sea excitedly, waiting for Wang Linlang's body to fall into the sea, and then they can have a big meal.
This is the body of the Great Immortal. It has great benefits for these sea beasts. Being able to swallow a piece of meat from Wang Linlang's body will allow some sea beasts with lower cultivation levels to break through immediately.
When all the masters of Taishang Palace saw this situation, they were all frightened, and several of them wanted to rush over to grab Wang Linlang's body.
But they just wanted to change something, they saw Fang Lin's icy eyes glance over, the old men of the Supreme Palace were suddenly cold, and they did not dare to come over, for fear that they would also end up like Wang Linlang. The tragic end.
"Kill one first, and it's your turn right away." Fang Lin looked at the black and white master and the old bull riding, with a smile on his mouth.
The old man riding a bull sighed and waved to the masters of the Zhenwu Temple. At once, seven figures swept out and came to the old man riding a bull.
"Let's close the battle, and shoot with all your strength, without any reservation." The old bullrider said to the seven.
"Yes!" The seven people got the order and rushed to Fang Lin immediately.
Each of these seven people has the cultivation base of the great longevity realm. If it is one-to-one, none of them are Fang Lin's opponents.
But at the moment the seven people joined forces, and what they displayed was a seven-cut formation of Zhenwu.
Seven years ago, Fang Lin broke into the Dao Sect and fought against the seven little immortals in the Zhenwu Temple. At that time, Fang Lin was trapped in the Zhenwu Seven Blocks and fell into a bitter battle, almost losing.
At that time, Fang Lin had already tasted the power of the seven-section Zhenwu formation. The strength of this formation lies in the fact that the seven people in the formation each practice different martial arts, but they can complement each other. There is no weak point to crack. The more you entangle with the seven, the more you will be suppressed by the seven, even if the cultivation base is higher than the seven, it is very likely to fall into the disadvantage.
But Fang Lin still found an opportunity at the time to behead all the seven people.
And now, Fang Lin is facing the seven-section formation of Zhenwu again, and the cultivation base of the seven people in the formation has reached the realm of great longevity. Needless to think about it, the power of the seven-section formation of Zhenwu is more certain than that of seven years ago. More terrible.
Of course, Fang Lin himself is not comparable to it seven years ago, and he has already seen the power of the Zhenwu seven-stage formation, so when he faced it again, he was rather indifferent.
"Is it the same thing again?" Fang Lin smiled.
The seven of them didn't say a word, and at the same time the opponent Lin shot, they were so powerful for a time, and the power of the seven was united.
Fang Lin mobilized his whole body power and punched it, which was exactly the way to deal with it.
The confrontation between force and force, Fang Lin completely occupied the advantage, even if the seven people joined forces, they were suppressed by Fang Lin during the confrontation.
The seven were shocked, and immediately changed their offensives. They no longer confronted Fang Lin head-on, but continued to consume Fang Lin in various ways.
In this way, Fang Lin finally felt the same pressure as seven years ago. This true martial arts seven-section formation is indeed unique. Even when facing a powerful enemy with a very high cultivation level, this formation is also Can play a very big role.
Fang Lin is like a brute-powered beast at this moment, falling into a pit, unable to climb out, and can only fight as a trapped beast.
The longer the fight, the more Fang Lin's consumption will be, and the worse the situation will become.
The old man riding a bull watched this scene not far away, but he didn't show the slightest pride or ease, but his eyes were more solemn.
Black and White Palm Sect is the same, his expression is very ugly.
Fang Lin seems to be suppressed by the formation of seven people, but only a few people can tell that Fang Lin has not fallen into the wind at all, and he is easy to move between flashing and moving, and he is more mellow and smooth when he moves and closes. It was just being played between applause by Fang Lin.
It is ridiculous that the seven members of the Zhenwu Temple still don't know it, and feel that they have a chance to win.
"Go back!" The old bull rider suddenly yelled.
"It's late!" Fang Lin laughed, and the flames spread in an instant, engulfing the seven people in the vast sky of fire.
Fang Lin rushed to one of them as soon as he moved. Even though this person reacted very quickly and attacked Fang Lin, Fang Lin still found a flaw.
is not the flaws of Zhenwu's seven-cut formation, but the flaws exposed by the person in front of him.
Zhenwu Seven Intersections are indeed very powerful. The seven people cooperate very well. Even if someone is in a crisis, the others will immediately remedy it.
But at this moment, the seven of them were overwhelmed by the sky fire, and the flaws that appeared at this moment were the deadliest.
Fang Lin took a palm shot and fell on the person in front of him. This person was directly knocked down by Fang Lin. He was bloodied, his breath was broken and his vitality collapsed.
One person was severely injured. The seven real martial arts that could only be performed by the seven people were naturally cracked. The remaining six people were difficult to be weathered. Fang Lin defeated one by one, severely wounding all seven.
The old road riding bull waved his hands~IndoMTL.com~ captured all the seven seriously injured and threw them to the rest of the Zhenwu Palace, while he rode the green bull and stopped in front of Fang Lin.
"Really think, I can't kill you?" Fang Lin punched the old bull riding road, magnificent and agitated, and the real dragon roared.
The old way of riding a bull was about to run his whole body to resist, but suddenly his eyes changed, and he actually returned to the scene of practicing in the Zhenwu Temple when he was young.
At that time, the veteran riding bull was not the head of Zhenwu Temple, but a low-level disciple with dull aptitude. Without friends, even the sect brothers would not look down upon him.
Only his master, an elder from Zhenwu Temple, taught him with all his heart and did not dislike his qualifications.
"Why would I see this?" The old bull rider was at a loss, completely unaware of what happened.
"Because you are dying."
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