Qin Lin was like a young god coming to birth at this moment. At the same time, a black stone bead shining brightly in his palm.

Originally, this void was imprisoned by the incomplete order in the divine bones, and people under the master could not move. Even Qin Lin's actions were greatly affected. But at this moment, the strange stone bead derived an inexplicable force and built various patterns in the void.

This is the Youzhu, which was once sacrificed by a great master of magical powers, contains complete Taoist patterns. It is sacrificed at this moment, and it tore the order in the void in an instant.

Qin Lindu was extremely fast, leaving a faint afterimage on the spot, and suddenly floated to Lin Feng, stretched out his hand and pressed forward.

At this moment, Qin Lin was unreserved and used the Immortal Heavenly Power, and his whole body was awakened like a young god.

The golden blood qi soars into the sky, the terrifying waves like a vast ocean are surging, and the unparalleled powerful aura makes people frightened.

"Dong!"

Although the coffin is a treasure and is harder than the fine iron, it cannot stop the young man at all. His golden fist seems to be magical and has unparalleled power.

With a punch, the coffin cast by Daluo's copper essence suddenly split into pieces, revealing an extremely thin middle-aged man, covered with black hair, and two eyes as big as copper bells on his shriveled face, which was very terrifying and disgusting.

He was directly overturned by the terrifying energy aftermath, and a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

He is a master of the Blood Corpse Sect. He often deals with corpse ghosts on weekdays and has never seen any scenes, but at this moment, he feels like he is a ghost!

"Die bat, you fuck me!" The black-haired man screamed in terror, his voice very shrill. He hated, but not Qin Lin, but Wiggins.

Fuck, is this called being imprisoned?

Is it difficult to protect yourself?

You're fucking kidding!

Can someone who is unable to protect himself smash his coffin board with one punch?

His coffin is not ordinary iron. It is difficult to break without the strength of the Martial Saint, but now it is slapped by someone.

How could such characters be opponents? They are not on the same level at all.

You fuckingly said you suppressed others.

It's really suppressing your mother!

He was really frightened and wanted to retreat, but Qin Lin didn't give him this opportunity at all. With a backhand, the black-haired man flew back dozens of feet away on the spot, and then directly shattered and turned into a ball of blood mist. Before he died, he looked at Wiggins deeply.

Wiggins' eyes were also incredible at this moment.

This is a holy object left by the gods. With his blessing, even ordinary martial saints cannot easily escape.

Although the matter had already been born, he still couldn't figure out how Qin Lin did it and could not accept it.

The remaining Thai master was almost scared.

The one who was his senior brother just now, second only to his senior brother Patton, but was slapped to death, which made him tremble all over.

This is simply a young demon king. Who can stop it? He slapped Senior Brother Aliang to death with a slap. Not to mention him, I am afraid that even the Martial Saint of the Blood Corpse Sect can come out, it may not be able to really suppress it.

"Senior brother, save me!"

He didn't dare to stay there, and flew back towards Patton, wanting to ask for rescue. At the same time, the black air in the coffin surged, and three bone spears rushed out in an instant, which were pitch black and looked very cunning, and rushed towards Qin Lin.

This is a bone spear made of the corpse of the Martial Saint. It is very hard and has terrifying power. One can nail the powerful martial arts master to death.

That boy was so scary.

He didn't expect to defeat his opponent by relying on this, he just wanted to delay a little time so that he could escape by himself.

But something terrible happened.

I saw the young man standing there without moving. He simply swung forward a punch, which looked light, but suddenly shook the black fog in the sky. The bone spears made of the bones of the three Martial Saints shattered inch, turning into powder and completely shattered.

"this……"

Things that made him even more desperate were still to come.

He ran away very quickly, but he was not

Dharma separation.

There were strange symbols flashing on the mountains and rivers in the distance, emitting a mysterious force, blocking his footwork. Even if he rushed to the sky, he was still limited to this place.

This world is like a cage, blocked by someone, and can only come in and cannot escape.

"This, this is all a misunderstanding." The coffin spoke with tremolo. Qin Lin's methods were so amazing that he made him cold all over and couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

"Since you're here, you should know the result, there's nothing to say!"

Before the Thai master could understand, the entire coffin and its body were split at the same time, blood splashed everywhere, falling to the sky, and life ended.

From beginning to end, the coffins in the distance did not dare to fall, but instead retreated for several thousand meters.

Save people? Take revenge?

What a joke.

I didn't see how fierce that young man was. Even if they went there, they would just die.

They are here to hunt for treasures, not to die!

After Qin Lin slapped the Thai master twice with his backhand, he slowly landed on the ground. His powerful aura gradually disappeared, and his body shining with Baohui slowly returned to ordinary people, no longer flowing light, like an ordinary person, looking harmless.

But at this moment, everyone couldn't help but their scalp was numb and they unconsciously retreated. Xiahou Hua didn't even dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to look at it. He grabbed the stone and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qin Lin is dead?

Need Qin Lin to bear it? To kneel down and kowtow to foreigners for the sake of them?

It was so fucking blind that everyone wanted to slap themselves twice.

Wiggins' face no longer had the expression of everything in control.

He finally began to panic. Qin Lin's strength was completely beyond his expectations. He could not even suppress the holy objects in the dark church.

"Qin Lin, what can you and I stop here?" Wiggins frowned and suddenly spoke.

"Stop? Are you teasing me?" Qin Lin was stunned for a moment, and told him to stop at this time. Does this British man have any IQ problem?

"Qin Lin, I admit your strength. If I am not mistaken, you are not a monk in the Daohai Realm. You have only practiced some secret techniques, so your combat power is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the Realm of Transformation, and even comparable to that of the Martial Saint." Wiggins continued to speak.

"What then?" Qin Lin smiled, a little confused, but all the Chinese monks and masters around were shocked.

Although they knew that Qin Linqiang was unreasonable, they were still dumbfounded when they heard the words "A Martial Saint" from Wiggins' mouth.

How old is this young man in front of you?

A master of transformation realm? His combat power is comparable to that of a martial saint?

This is too scary.

Many people at the scene were furious and were thinking about how to win over Qin Lin.

If such a monster person is given some more time, he will be destined to become a great monk in the Daohai realm. How terrifying will his combat power be at that time?

Who can match among her peers?

I'm afraid that except those disciples from the Holy Land of the Immortal Mountains, others are not even qualified to carry shoes to Qin Lin.
Chapter completed!