Cangling World

Forty wins!

Lin Luo became one of the few top experts in the Hundred Clan City!

"Hey, send No. 3, the 50th battle, and kill this person!" On the tall building, the black-robed red-browed man threw his sleeves angrily and sent another alien with a mighty aura.

After 40 consecutive victories, in the next few battles, the opponents were only ordinary experts of the ninth level of the spiritual realm.

Although he knows that his strength is not good, if he is lucky enough to defeat Lin Luo, he can become famous in one battle.

With this fluke mentality, more and more alien masters are gearing up for a battle.

But what makes people incomprehensible is that even after more than 40 games of consumption, Lin Luo is still like a normal person, his strength is always at the peak, and there is no flaw at all.

Soon, it was the fiftieth battle.

A man with magic marks all over his body stepped onto the ring.

He held a sharp blade in his hand, exuding a powerful magical aura, and with a wave of his hand, a magical power swept away, forming a field of its own.

"Demon Realm!"

Lin Luo was slightly surprised.

To the masters of the devil's way, the devil's domain is like the meaning of the sword to the masters of the master of the way of the sword.

Although the Demon Domain of this Demon Master is only a prototype, it is enough to show that his strength is very strong.

With his cultivation of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, I am afraid it is enough to break into the spiritual list of the Chu Dynasty.

"Yes, it is worth taking seriously."

The light in Lin Luo's eyes flowed, and one hand was gently raised to hold the Qinghong Sword.

"Chong!"

The crisp and melodious sound of sword chants resounded in all directions, shocking everyone.

"It turned out to be a spirit soldier!"

"Isn't it that no one in the world can build a spirit soldier?"

Everyone whispered, and they were very envious.

For nearly a thousand years, the Hundred Clan Continent has been completely closed off from the outside world, and methods such as alchemy, weapon refining, and formation have almost been lost, and no new spiritual soldiers have been born for a long time.

Everyone was even more surprised when they saw that Lin Luo actually had a brand new spirit soldier.

"Spirit Soldiers!"

The demon master's pupils shrank, his expression solemn.

Before, Lin Luo had never used weapons, so he could win streak all the way. If he used spirit soldiers, it would only be stronger.

"Magic mighty!"

"The hand of the devil!"

The Demon Race master did not dare to be careless and took the initiative to attack.

As his hands formed seals, the magic power surged around him, turning into a wave and a giant black hand, attacking from left and right, killing Lin Luo.

"Sword power, monstrous!"

With his left hand, Lin Luo strove to arouse the spiritual energy of the heavens. With the sword in his right hand, he slashed forward with thirty-two swords in a row. The mighty wave and the magic hand engulfed it.

In the void, the sword stance was violently twisted, making a dull sound, as if countless air waves exploded in it.

The powerful pressure was transmitted and exerted on the Demon Race master and Lin Luo respectively.

"Suppression!"

Lin Luo changed the tactic again, the air wave was one level higher than the other, and after all, it still wiped out the martial arts of the demon masters.

The huge force exerted on the two immediately became unbalanced, and all rolled onto the chest of the demon master, blowing him to the point of coughing up blood, losing to Lin Luo.

"Fifty consecutive victories, terrible!"

The people in the audience were already numb.

In just half a day, he broke through the sniper kills of several young masters and won 50 consecutive victories, which was already equal to the record of the enchanting villain.

"Hateful! A bunch of rice buckets!"

The black-robed, red-browed man on the high-rise smashed the long table with a punch, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It seems that I can only let this young master go out in person."

At this time, the arena was already crowded with people.

At a glance, there are more than 100,000 black pieces.

"This son, dare to ask if you can still fight?" A young man from the golden race stepped onto the ring, "If you need a rest, rest as much as you can."

Lin Luo looked at the heroic man who was cast in pure gold and said, "You want to fight me?"

"Yes." The golden youth nodded.

"Then, let's do it!" Lin Luo said calmly.

The young man of the golden race said stunned, "You don't need to rest?"

"Why do you need a break?" Lin Luo was confident as always.

As long as you don't use the ancient seal of Tongxuan, which consumes a lot of money, with "Xiantian Taixuan Gong", it is comparable to the swallowing speed of the low-level low-grade, coupled with the growth of his own Dantian Qi Sea, the ordinary consumption can be quickly replenished.

Today, even after fifty fierce battles, he still remains at the peak level.

"Okay, then, you have to be careful!"

The youth of the golden race burst into a drink, and tried their best to cast a fist, the whole fist was like a blazing golden sun.

As a warrior at the ninth level of the spiritual realm, his spiritual power is comparable to that of the ninth level of true qi, reaching 256 tigers.

After the enhancement of the complete Xuan-level boxing technique, the total strength exceeded 500 tigers!

The explosive atmosphere alone shocked many spectators.

Lin Luo put the sword behind him, quickly clenched his fist with the other hand, and performed a Xuan-level boxing technique that he had practiced to perfection.

After he cultivated into the Innate King Physique, and then broke through to the seventh level of true qi, his true qi power was stronger than the normal ninth level of true qi. After the increase of martial arts, the power of this punch also broke through five hundred tigers!

Coupled with the increase in the power of a hundred tigers in the flesh, the momentum of this punch is even more terrifying.

The fists of the two people seemed to collide with two rounds of bright sun, one gold and one green. The harsh sound, the dazzling halo, and the terrifying waves were mixed with each other and rolled around.

Within a radius of thirty feet, the strong men of all ethnic groups were shaken back, and their robes were hunting.

When the dazzling halo dissipated, everyone stared at the top of the ring and couldn't help but gasp.

The young man of the Golden Clan was beaten until his robes were blown to pieces, and he collapsed on the edge of the ring, vomiting blood.

On the other hand, Lin Luo looked like a pagoda standing there, motionless.

Victory and defeat, divided!

"Unbelievable!" A master of the golden race was horrified, "The third son is not an opponent, this elf is too strong!"

The third son of the Golden Clan has won forty consecutive victories.

Although he lost to others in the end, it does not mean that he is weak.

Moreover, the third son of the golden clan has been cultivating hard after the ring battle, and his strength has been further improved.

But even so, it was defeated.

This result, like a heavy punch mercilessly smashed into the hearts of everyone.

After that, more and more masters played.

They were not bought by others, but were simply itchy, wanting to discuss with Lin Luo.

But without exception, everyone who came to challenge was defeated.

In front of Lin Luo, who had fully demonstrated his strength, the masters of all ethnic groups were not opponents at all.

When Lin Luo defeated another demon master and won 70 consecutive victories, the four alien kings around the altar also opened their eyes and looked at Lin Luo.

"Strange, this child seems to be shrouded in a cloud of suspicion."

A king frowned slightly, surprise in his eyes.

"It's very strong, but it's strange that when did the elves have such an outstanding talent? Seventy consecutive victories, this is already terrifying." Another king whispered.

"Perhaps, it is the son of the heaven-defying elf king that he secretly cultivated. He intends to reach the top today and announce the rise of their clan." The third king whispered.