A cruel expression flashed in the eyes of the purple-shirted guardian, and three giant palms were pressing towards him at the same time. Even Deng Lin was a god of Daluo, he could not escape death.

Of course, Deng Lin was not a god of Daluo, but at the critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the three giant spirit palms.

The purple-shirt guardian could hardly believe his eyes. Under the oppression of the three giant palms, it seemed that there was no effect on the visitor.

The three giant palms of the purple-shirt guardian who had suddenly lost their minds suddenly began to dissipate.

Deng Lin, who was shrouded in black mist, waved his body into a black whirlwind, breaking through the scattered giant palm and standing in the air from afar.

The figure rushed out of the giant spirit's palm and came up expressionlessly and hit.

The Purple Shirt Protector couldn't help but blurt out in horror, "Soul Clan?".

When the figure swung his fist and reached his face, the purple-shirted guardian suddenly discovered that the person in front of him looked a world of difference from the boy with red eyes.

Before he could think about it, the power of the alchemy body suddenly erupted. When the Purple-Shirt Protector intersected with the figure with all his strength, it was like his own golden light protector. The figure actually ignored the Yuanli attack and continued to blast at the face of the Purple-Shirt Protector without stopping.

The purple-shirt guardian suddenly stretched out his arms, blocking the figure's attack, but took a few steps back, and his arms were in unbearable pain.

With bright red eyes staring at the shocked guardian of the purple shirt, Deng Lin couldn't help but smile coldly.

At the critical moment, Deng Lin released the last puppet. Even if he was seriously injured under the Giant Spirit Palm, he would have to pay the price for the Purple Shirt Protector.

Unexpectedly, the sudden appearance of the surprise weapon made the purple-shirt guardian's mind feel confused, and he easily broke through the encirclement of the giant spirit palm.

Both the puppet and the purple-shirted guardian can ignore the pressure of each other's elixir body, so the fight between the two is a simple physical game.

The puppet's body is harder than the Vajra, ignorant, but the Purple Shirt Guardian is a living flesh and blood body.

After several consecutive fights, the Zishan Guardian was already in unbearable pain and grinned.

However, the puppet was tireless and was just the order of the loyal executor Deng Lin to kill the Zishan Guardian.

After several head-on encounters, the purple-shirt guardian began to wander around the puppet constantly to avoid head-on encounters with the puppet.

After all, the Purple-Shirt Guardian is at the third level of the alchemy body. When he uses his full speed, the puppet can only watch the Purple-Shirt Guardian slip away from his eyes again and again.

As the mind moved, an extremely black palm suddenly appeared in the void. Although it could not be compared with the giant spirit palm of the purple-shirt guardian, the Yuanli Spirit Palm formed by the dark force still made the purple-shirt guardian feel depressed.

The mind controls the Yuanli Spirit Palm and begins to attack the Zishan Guardian.

The golden light protector of the purple shirt protector can inexplicably absorb the attack of the Yuanli power, so the Yuanli Spirit Palm transformed by Deng Lin naturally cannot hurt the purple shirt protector.

However, the three giant spirit palms transformed by the Purple Shirt Guardian suddenly reminded Deng Lin that he could also use his Yuanli to transform his palms.

This is the first time Deng Lin has truly controlled the Yuanli Spirit Palm since he has cultivated the Yuanli Spirit Palm.

Having entered the so-called realm of the alchemy body, Deng Lin, who has the original core, seems a bit useless to control a small Yuanli Spirit Palm.

Yuanli Spiritual Palm danced around the purple shirt guardian.

Just like the extension of his own arm, the Yuanli Spiritual Palm follows his mind as he wishes, constantly disturbing the sight of the Zishan Guardian.

Under the harassment of the Yuanli Spirit Palm and the continuous attacks of the puppets, the purple-shirt guardian gradually became unsupported, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

The situation reversed so quickly that the Purple Shirt Protector couldn't help but complain secretly.

The puppet is tireless, but the mind of the purple-shirt guardian is consumed every moment.

After struggling to lift the puppet's punch, the purple-shirt guardian suddenly shouted, "Stop."

Deng Lin stopped the puppet and looked coldly at the embarrassing guardian of purple shirt.

Yin Qing looked at the puppet standing with her hands in a stalemate, "I lost, you go in." The purple shirt guardian said bitterly.

A black line appeared on Deng Lin's forehead. The purple-shirt guardian forced himself into a desperate situation and almost died. It would be too much of a joke to say that I lost and wanted to explain it, and it seemed that he regarded himself too much as a character.

Obviously, the Purple-Shirt Guardian was not clear about what Deng Lin did outside the Royal Dojo. He insisted on being the Royal Purple-Shirt Guardian, so Deng Lin would never dare to do anything to himself.

His bright red eyes stared at the purple-shirted guardian and said with a smile, "It is a miracle to be able to live to this day so ignorant and fearless."

The expression of the Purple-Shirt Guardian suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do? Do you dare to kill the Royal Purple-Shirt Guardian? Do you know what the consequences are?"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he looked at the purple-shirted guardian and said coldly, "It seems that the royal guardian has become accustomed to the peaceful and prosperous times."

As soon as the topic changed, two cold lights suddenly shot at the purple-shirted guardian, "This habit should be changed. Today I will take you to sacrifice the flag."

The purple-shirt guardian couldn't help but look at the puppet in panic, for fear that the puppet would start to attack.

"If you kill me, the Han Emperor will never forgive you." The Purple-shirt Protector said in a panic.

He smiled disdainfully and said slowly, "Do you think that compared to the prince, who is more important in the heart of the Han Emperor?"

The Purple Shirt Guardian couldn't help but be stunned and blurted out, "How can I compare with the future Han Emperor?"

"I accidentally slapped the prince twice and knocked off seven or eight big teeth. The Han Emperor did not pursue it. Do you think that after killing you, will the Han Emperor talk about me as an enemy because of you?" Deng Lin looked at the panicked purple shirt guardian and said coldly.

The Purple Shirt Guardian couldn't help but open his mouth wide and murmured to himself, "Who are you?"

Deng Lin smiled coldly and said, "I said that I am just an ordinary person from a small family from Chu Dao."

After saying that, Deng Lin suddenly moved his heart, and naturally he was no longer an ordinary person.

If you are just an ordinary person with the Demon Lord and human bloodline, then all living beings on the continent can be called immortals.

Thinking of the Demon Lord's bloodline from his mother, Deng Lin's expression suddenly became serious and serious.

Although I have never been slacking off all the way and have been practicing diligently.

But it is undeniable that without the blood power of the Mother's Demon Lord clan, even if you urge yourself, you would not be able to reach the current height.

The gift from his mother made Deng Lin’s heart full of gratitude and guilt.

Now my mother has lost the bloodline power of the Demon Lord clan and has become an ordinary person, but has passed on all the Demon Lord bloodlines to herself.

If there is the only person in this world who devotes himself to himself but does not want to repay him, he must be his mother.

Why does the bloodline of the Demon Lord clan have such magical power that it can change the bloodline of an ordinary person into the divine bloodline?

Looking into the sky, Deng Lin couldn't help but think that maybe everything would have to wait until you have seen the Demon Lord to relieve your doubts.

Retracting his thoughts and staring at the Purple Shirt Protector, Deng Lin's tone suddenly became calm as water, "Why is your golden light protector so magical? He can actually ignore the power of the alchemy body."

The purple-shirt guardian reached out to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. Although he didn't understand why the red-eyed boy in front of him suddenly became calm, it was always a good thing.

After hesitating for a moment, the Purple Shirt Guardian reached out to take out a golden bowl from his arms.

The golden bowl was flat and flat, placed on the chest of the purple shirt guardian, but Deng Lin never noticed it.

"This is the most treasure of Buddhism - the Golden Light Holy Bowl. The Golden Light Holy Bowl can turn the pressure of the attacking heaven and earth back into the heaven and earth." The Purple-shirt guardian said pretending to be calm.

Deng Lin couldn't help but laugh at the golden holy bowl of the golden light.

It turned out that the Purple-Shirt Guardian only relied on external objects to have such divine power. Thinking of the unfathomableness of the Purple-Shirt Guardian just now, Deng Lin couldn't help but frown and shook his head. He saw the Purple-Shirt Guardian who was not afraid of the power of the alchemy body. Before he knew it, he thought of the Purple-Shirt Guardian as a peerless master. From beginning to end, he never thought that the Purple-Shirt Guardian was so magical only by relying on the Golden Light Holy Bowl.

With a slight smile, Deng Lin suddenly spoke, "It seems that you were quite interested in my divine soldiers just now."

The Purple-Shirt Protector's body suddenly became stiff, "The Golden Light Holy Bowl is the treasure I got for a lifetime of death. Even if I die, I will not hand him over to you." The Purple-Shirt Protector suddenly roared.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Deng Lin said coldly, "Then you will die."

The puppet suddenly moved and rushed towards the purple shirt guardian.

If a dog is forced to bite people, it will also bite people, not to mention that the Zishan Dharma Protector is a master of the third level of the alchemy body.

When the puppet moved, the face of the purple-shirt guardian suddenly changed, and two giant palms suddenly appeared in the void.

As he was attacked by a puppet, the purple-shirt guardian also had to forcefully divide his spiritual sense and control the two giant spirit palms.

The purpose of the Purple Shirt Protector is very simple. As long as you hit Deng Lin, the puppet will naturally stop attacking.

Two giant palms attacked from left to right.

The darkness once again annihilated the bronze body. As the inner breath was erect, the original power suddenly faced the giant spirit palm on the right.

After seeing through the magical golden light protector of the purple shirt, I was already completely fearless.

The left fist wrapped in the power of the originality suddenly faced the giant spirit palm on the right. When the two fists were intersected, the purple-shirt guardian, who had no choice but to use both minds and had no choice, couldn't help but change his expression, and a hint of pain appeared on his face. It was obviously suffering from the backlash of spiritual consciousness.

However, the puppet's offensive did not have any pity because of the pain of the Purple Shirt Protector.

The hard fist had already arrived at the moment when the purple shirt guardian frowned.

In desperation, the Zi-shirt Protector reached out to take out the Golden Light Holy Bowl and blocked it in front of his chest.

Accompanied by a loud clang, the puppet's fist slammed firmly on the Golden Light Holy Bowl, causing the golden light around the purple-shirted guardian to shake violently.
Chapter completed!