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"ah!"

Ying Yin's two fangs stretched out fiercely and looked at Lin Tian in disbelief.

"You are not trustworthy!"

She agreed to confront him head-on and play tricks on him.

"Please, we are fighting for status now, who can give you credit?"

Taking advantage of the fact that his illness could kill him, he took advantage of the situation and kicked him with his feet. Unfortunately, Yingyin was defensive and could no longer sneak attack on his lower body.

"I'll pierce it!"

But he reached out with his backhand and thrust it hard into Ying Yin's eyes.

"Hiss~" The spectators subconsciously squinted their eyes, cruel, too cruel!

"Ah! Human race, do you still have any face?"

Yingyin roared and took action, waving his terrifying fists one after another.

Ying Ziyu frowned. The battle seemed evenly matched, but in fact Ying Yin had the upper hand.

This human race practices pure vagina, and every move triggers the negative power of heaven and earth. If you continue to win silver, you will suffer a big loss.

But...he couldn't interfere. Once he interfered, it would be equivalent to losing Yingyin's opportunity to be a good person.

His eyes were spinning with thoughts, and then he shouted loudly.

"See how I fit into the position of the Corpse King, crowned by heaven!"

When his words rang out, Lin Tian was immediately tempted.

"Who asked you to cooperate?" He gave up Ying Yin and took the initiative to kill Ying Ziyu.

"You two crooked melons and cracked jujubes, I, Lin Tian, ​​will knock you down!"

The corners of Ying Ziyu's mouth curled up, and Chen Banxian frowned in the imperial jar.

Lin Tian was fooled. Now he was equivalent to fighting two eight-level enemies with one person.

"You fell into the trap." Ying Ziyu chuckled and fought with Lin Tiansha.

The Yinggou clan is good at physical training. When they fight, they will punch to the flesh, and the Yin Qi and corpse Qi will mix, and the world will turn black.

Ying Lang, who was above Kunlun, looked at the battlefield quietly, with three people reflected in his eyes.

"Lord Prophet, this Lin Tian doesn't seem to be human."

A clan elder's eyes flashed with light, and he gradually saw Lin Tian's true identity clearly.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became: "Isn't this Lin Tian... not the pathfinder we sent out before?"

When Earth's Heavenly Dao had only regained a little momentum, they once sent out a genius from the clan.

And that genius is Yinglang's chess piece, and may be of great use in the future.

But what they saw now was the human race's Lin Tian and Ying Gou, two geniuses fighting against each other.

"I know."

Ying Lang's eyes moved around the battlefield: "He has a problem. He has been following the human prophet, and many things have been cut off."

At this time, Yinglang glanced at the battlefield, "Lin Tian will not come out alone for no reason. Most of the human race prophets are also here."

That is a time bomb, He must find its figure, otherwise...

Where he is, nothing good will happen.

"But Lord Prophet, aren't you afraid that the two young masters won't be able to defeat him?"

"Pathfinders all have that...

"So what?" Ying Lang's eyes didn't know what he was thinking: "No matter which one of them wins, the final winner will be us, Ying Gou."

He looked further and saw things far, far into the future.

The prophet is the guide for the clan, and his words make the clan elders nod and no longer object.

"This kid, I once had a reflection."

A clan elder said: "His parents are still in Jingxu, but I don't know if they still want to remember this bloodline that is living outside."

For the ancient people, the time in Jingxu will be fixed and repeated.

Children born during this time gap will die with the restart, so Pathfinder came into being.

They will be thrown into the life when the way of heaven is revived, and if they are lucky, they will eventually grow up and enter the mirror ruins of that civilization.

If you are unlucky, you will die along with civilization. As generations of civilization pass down, it seems that all races are independent individuals, but no one knows whether there are people from the previous era among these individuals.

"Ziyu and Xiaoyin have joined forces."

Yinglang spoke softly and it turned out to be true two seconds later.

Under Ying Ziyu's deliberate guidance, Lin Tian fought against this person for a while, and then fought for another person, eventually forming a three-party melee.

"The number of people has no effect anymore." Lin Tian still did not fall behind and kept attacking with one against two.

He relied on tactics to gain an advantage abruptly.

"It's exposed." Chen Banxian covered his face and finished eating the popcorn.

"It's time to end."

He slowly came to the battlefield, strolling leisurely to avoid the aftermath of the fight between the three.

With a gentle tap of his finger, he stirred up the Yin Qi in Ying Ziyu and Ying Yin's bodies, slightly changing the direction.

Still no one noticed him, but the results were horrific.

There was a flaw in the luck of the two, and Lin Tian noticed it instantly. He almost instantly used all his strength to press the two of them with a pair of fists and beat them.

It seemed that he was beating up Ying Yin and Ying Ziyu. The original balance was broken, and the two Ying Gou Tianjiao couldn't beat them.

And this also makes all races fearful. The human race is so powerful. Is there such a genius?

"die!"

Lin Tian didn't expect such an unexpected delivery. It was worth dying for him today.

The two characters of Corpse King and Corpse Ancestor are destined not to be theirs!

"Boom!"

Ying Ziyu and Ying Yin coughed up blood. They lay on the ground for a long time and could not get up. All the bones in their bodies felt like they were broken.

"die!"

Ying Yin activated the Silver Armored Corpse Fang, intending to make a sneak attack. He had been suppressed before and had been unable to use it.

However, his hands were empty.

"Where's my magic weapon!" Ying Yin was shocked, his eyes quickly swept around and couldn't find the thief.

"The character fell towards him."

Ying Ziyu frowned deeply and looked towards the clan.

Even if they can't get along, the clan should stop them.

But the clan was quiet and there was no reaction.

"what happened?"

They were puzzled that the corpse ancestor was the first to come into contact with Lin Tian.

"What?"

He was still in a state of doubt, and the next second he was "forced to pass."

This was so unexpected. Lin Tian saw the river in an instant. There were countless zombies floating in the river.

He saw zombies who were killed by their enemies before they were alive, and his wife and daughter were tortured to death.

He also saw a stubborn stone die after being channeled and turned into a stone corpse.

He also saw a zombie with a bloodline, looking at him in the river.

"Congratulations to the Corpse Ancestor for being in high status."

A zombie handed over, which confirmed Lin Tian's identity.

It’s no longer possible to be uncertain. Whether they want it or not, their status has been fulfilled, and everything else is just a fantasy.

Ying Lang stood up from Kunlun Mountain and walked towards Lin Tian: "Now that we are qualified, we should recognize our ancestors and return to our clan."

It has the means to restore Lin Tian's memory. Ying Lang has now restored the cultivation level of the ninth realm and came to Lin Tian in one step.

"Yinglang!"

Lin Tian was deeply impressed by this woman.

He looked wary: "What are you going to do?"

"Child, let me tell you where are the real... people?"

Just as Ying Lang was about to speak, Lin Tian's people suddenly disappeared under his nose.

Escape? Invisible? then what?

Yinglang frowned deeply, then opened his mouth and picked up a bead from the tip of his tongue.

Strange fluctuations spread out around, which also revealed Chen Banxian's figure as he left with Lin Tian in the air.

No, maybe it should be said that everyone noticed him.

"It's really you."

Yinglang planned to stop Chen Banxian, but he couldn't take Lin Tian away.

However, Chen Banxian stood still.

He looked at Yinglang's tongue with eyes full of joy: "My dear, would you like to give this treasure of yours to me?"

Yinglang's eyes wrinkled. After so many years, he actually heard someone dare to tease him again.

"Human Prophet, you have gone too far."

Ying Lang was sullen and scratched at Chen Banxian with his fingertips.

This grasp was unremarkable. Only those who have traveled very far in the Ninth Realm can see the clues. It was not He who made the move, but Tao.

Chen Banxian smiled slightly: "You don't have the confidence not to take action against me in the eighth realm, right? Now that you are in the ninth realm, you think you can control me?"

Ying Lang smiled lightly, but the cruel look in his eyes flashed away.

Chen Banxian was right. For the prophet, whether he could beat him or not was a matter of intuition.

He found that he couldn't see through Chen Banxian at this time, but it didn't matter.

He has reached perfection when he returned to the ninth realm, while Chen Banxian is from the human race and has just entered this realm.

Using perfection to crush the newcomer, Yinglang didn't think he would lose.

"Your Majesty, you guessed wrong."

He smiled, and the avenue that stretched out his hand disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, Empress, for helping me kill Dao."

After he finished speaking, he stuffed Lin Tian into the emperor's jar and took action.

Time is stagnant, space is still, and he only has one target under the double buff.

The pearl in Yinglang's mouth and the brilliance raised by the red tongue could make others notice him while he was blindly deceiving the heaven.

With this thing, he no longer has to passively hide in the world.

"The way of time is indeed very mysterious." Ying Lang suddenly changed from stillness to motion, raising his hand to confront Chen Banxian.

Both were ordinary fists and kicks, and looked like ordinary martial arts fights, with not even a trace of aftermath spattering out.

But this is the scariest thing, they have returned to their original nature.

"The human race's prophet actually ended up in a draw with our race's prophet?"

All the elders in the Yinggou clan felt that it was incredible that the strength of Empress Yinglang could crush them all.

Ying Ziyu's pupils showed a look of shock: "This human race is about the same age as me, but he is so powerful?"

Yingyin was also shocked: "He is entering the ninth realm for the first time, and he crosses the border and fights with the empress without falling behind. It's really...

"It's appalling!"

Compared with Chen Banxian, these new generation geniuses are like a joke. The geniuses of other families are already fighting against their highest-level people and have the qualification to speak.

Even though... they can leapfrog some weak clans just like Chen Banxian did to Yinglang.

"It's a pity that you are not qualified." Ying Lang raised his foot and kicked Chen Banxian in the face, but Chen Banxian took it down with his fingers.

In this gap, Ying Lang charged forward with his left hand. Chen Banxian turned his head to dodge, and opened his mouth to bite the opponent when he turned his wrist and flicked his fingers.

"you!"

Ying Lang's anger increased, and Chen Banxian's other hand was pointed directly at her mouth.

"Do you insist on this treasure today?"

Ying Lang was furious: "Chen Banxian, do you know how much of an opportunity you have missed? That's a character!"

"Empress, are you concerned about me?" Chen Banxian smiled softly, but his attacks became more fierce.

His moves have become more and more sophisticated, and he can be called a master of physical skills, but what is even more terrifying is the power contained in his fists and feet.

Everyone discovered that afterimages gradually appeared in the space around them.

It was the performance of being repaired and broken again and again.