Practice starts with skill points

"Zhong Lin, disciple of Jiange, I wonder what Tu Ye's reaction will be if I kill you. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

The speaker was Qiu Ye, the second saint of Jiuyou Demon Cult, who had the same name as the eldest brother but a different surname.

The whole person looked extremely feminine. If it weren't for the obvious male characteristics, it would be easy to mistake him for a woman in man's clothing.

At this time, he looked at Zhong Lin with burning eyes, licked his red lips with his tongue, and looked extremely perverted.

Standing next to him was Qin Yuchen, the fourth saint of the Demon Cult. He was tall and strong, but his face was extremely ugly, which made people show disgust.

Zhong Lin said calmly: "Do you know my eldest brother?"

"Of course, we were good teammates who fought side by side. It's a pity that he attacked me after knowing my identity, which made me sad for a long time. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will take you back to the Holy Cult. I want to see in person how Tu Ye begged me."

Qiu Ye licked his lips, and his face showed an unnatural blush, as if he thought of a scene that made him happy.

Such a scene made Qin Yuchen, who was standing by, feel nauseous and distanced himself from him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Qin Yuchen, you watch from the side, he is mine."

"Then hurry up."

"Hehe, don't worry."

Qiu Ye waved his long sleeves, and a big hand appeared out of thin air, with nine fingers, grabbing Zhong Lin with a bang.

Zhong Lin snorted coldly, punched out, and collided directly with this strange palm, smashing it instantly.

"What?"

Qiu Ye was shocked, he didn't expect that his "Supreme Hand" would be smashed by Zhong Lin's punch.

"That's it? It seems that the eldest brother did show mercy back then, but that's it."

As the voice floated, Zhong Lin's fist shook slightly, and smashed down again.

Boom!

The fist print smashed down with a bang, like a sacred mountain suddenly smashing into the sea.

The void shook with a bang, and countless void turbulences shattered. Qiu Ye's aura surrounding his body exploded directly, and he was about to be blown up in the next moment.

Clang!

An iron halberd suddenly appeared in the void, blocking Zhong Lin's fist.

Accompanied by a fierce sound of metal clashing, the air wave spread around like ripples in the water.

"Qiu Ye, let's attack together and kill him."

Qin Yuchen's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, the void shook, and a series of thunderous explosions came from his body, and endless spiritual energy exploded from his body.

Qiu Ye's face was also extremely angry at this time. He thought it was just a little mouse that he could easily grasp, but he didn't expect that the little mouse would instantly become a tiger, and he would become a chicken. So how arrogant he had just said, how much he was slapped in the face now.

"Fighting against heaven and earth, killing with iron halberd!"

Qin Yuchen's voice full of cold murderous aura shook the void, waving the iron halberd in his hand and smashing towards Zhong Lin's head with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain, as if the endless spiritual essence and the infinite vitality between heaven and earth gathered into a majestic wave, pressing down with the force of huge waves.

Whoosh!

Qiu Ye's wide sleeves waved, and at the same time Qin Yuchen made a move, a blood-red iron gall appeared on his palm. The iron gall was the size of a baby's fist, and countless flowers, birds, fish, insects, sun, moon and stars were painted on it.

From the appearance, it was very simple, but full of bloody air, giving people a heavy, thick, but evil taste.

This is Qiu Ye's life weapon, which is as heavy as a sacred mountain. Just throw it out, it will be like a meteorite from outer space hitting, and even a mountain can be easily smashed.

Swish!

The iron gallbladder smashed towards Zhong Lin in a strange way, cooperating with the iron halberd, making people feel that there was no place to resist.

"Die!"

Qin Yuchen's roar resounded through the void, and the rolling torrent of vitality suddenly surged again the moment it touched Zhong Lin, completely covering him.

Boom!

Endless vitality burst, and countless thunder-like forces burst around Zhong Lin all the time.

The airflow and space around him, all visible and invisible substances all ran wild, and the ground within a radius of 100 miles turned into a pile of paste, all of which were the terrifying tearing force of the vitality burst.

If there were warriors in the realm of life and death here, they would be torn into pieces in an instant, and even the great powers in the realm of Nirvana would be seriously injured.

But at this moment, thousands of rainbow lights hung above Zhong Lin's head, protecting his body firmly.

In this torrent of vitality like waves, he remained motionless, just like a sacred mountain that has stood forever.

Even this endless torrent of vitality and endless thunderbolts could not hurt him at all.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

Zhong Lin looked up to the sky and howled, his voice high and domineering: "Then take my move, the furnace of heaven and earth."

No mistake!

In this rolling torrent of vitality, Zhong Lin's body was shining red, and a burning breath burst out with strong power.

The furnace of heaven and earth formed by the "Burning Fire Sutra" can not only melt everything, but also burst out with super strong power in an instant.

In less than a moment, Zhong Lin's power was extremely strong, reaching the limit that his body could accommodate, and then he punched out with the "Shape and Spirit Fist".

In this punch, I only felt the bears, cranes, dragons, crows, and wolves roaring and surging, evolving the ancient wilderness.

The fist intention was mixed with blood, the spirit essence and nirvana were integrated, and the invincible idea was crisscrossed for hundreds of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

Clank, clank, clank!

A fist print as big as the scorching sun rose from the tide of vitality, and with an indifferent and ruthless fist intent, it slammed towards Qin Yuchen and Qiu Ye.

This punch was more powerful than the weapons they used with their life-defining divine weapons, and a terrible power was born in the vastness.

As soon as this punch came out, the entire void seemed to be suppressed at once, and all colors, light, smells, sounds, etc. lost their colors.

The torrent of vitality that Qin Yuchen had stirred up was suppressed at once, and the rolling and exploding sea of ​​vitality turned into a pool of stagnant water without waves.

Facing this punch, the second and fourth saints in front of them changed their faces, and their indifferent eyes revealed a touch of shock and horror.

They didn't expect Zhong Lin to be so powerful. He had just broken through the Nirvana realm, and the power of Nirvana had not yet been generated much, but under this punch, they actually felt unprecedented panic, as if they would die from this punch.

"No..."

Boom!

Huge mushroom clouds rose into the sky, containing terrifying light and heat, and rushed straight into the sky, thousands of feet high.

Even the many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land who had been forced to leave far away could not help but look horrified at this moment.

"Retreat, retreat quickly."

Chi Zhonglin shouted loudly, signaling the disciples to retreat quickly.

The violent explosion force expanded violently outward, compressing the surrounding air to form a high-pressure air wave.

The sky turned upside down, and the earth seemed to have turned into a sea, ups and downs, mountains turned upside down, and the earth collapsed.

All visible and invisible substances were instantly vaporized and disappeared in this terrifying power.