The sky was splendid, like the most dazzling fireworks, but the people around were terrified.

Fortunately, the divine thoughts of both sides were only controlled within a very small range. Otherwise, if this force swept towards them, many people would be killed immediately, and even the great monks in the Daohai Realm would be severely injured.

The colorful waves were overwhelming, but in the end they were pierced by the spear shot out by Qin Lin. Although it was a bit difficult, it was indeed completely defeated.

"You actually have such powerful soul power? And so condensed?" The gods of all spirits were obviously incredible, or they could not believe their eyes.

He was originally a cultivator in the human immortal realm. He has been absorbing the power of faith in mortals over the past few hundred years. His soul is extremely huge. There are not many people in the world who compare it with him. Now the soul attack has not worked and has been directly defeated by a mortal?

This was beyond his expectations.

"Such a strong power of faith is really a waste in your hands." Qin Lin did not answer, but instead showed a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Although Qin Lin's soul power is much stronger than that of cultivators of the same realm, it is slightly inferior to this old ghost who has lived for thousands of years. However, the other party does not have the secret method of spiritual cultivation, and the method used is too primitive and backward, otherwise it would be difficult for him to compete just now.

It's like the other party has 300 kilograms of cotton, but his hand has 100 kilograms of iron sword. The result of the two fighting against each other is obvious.

However, such a strong power of faith is hard to find in the world and is of great use to him, so he is not going to let him go.

"boom!"

Qin Lin's body glowed like a bolt of lightning, rushing forward with bare hands.

The cold light in the eyes of the gods of all spirits was like lightning, and they clenched their claws into fists, and burst out with black light that burst out like a pillar, which was like a domineering aura of no other than me, and it was boundlessly terrifying.

This time, the two of them did not use their spiritual sense, but collided directly.

"Boom!"

The momentum of the gods of all spirits is full of momentum, and their bodies are very different. They look not at the same level at all, but when they collide, they are like heaven and earth, and they are evenly matched, and there is no one-sided situation.

The terrifying energy burst into the surroundings.

This is not a divine power fluctuation, but just a wave of air caused by the collision of the body, but it is still extremely terrifying. All the plants and trees around are rolled back into the sky, and countless scratches more than one foot deep are scraped out of the earth.

The monks at the level of Kitagawa Fuhai did not have much influence, but their subordinates were not so lucky. Many of them were directly penetrated by the energy and even split into two parts.

"Sher!"

The Qingming Sword behind Lu Yueling shone independently, blocking it, forming a body-protecting spell to protect it. The wind blades that were enough to tear ordinary monks into pieces hit it and crackled and could not be penetrated at all.

Lu Yueling couldn't help but feel warm.

Originally, when Qin Lin took Tang Su away and left her here, she was actually a little jealous or lost inside.

I feel that I have been abandoned by Qin Lin and I am an abandoned son.

But now it seems that he was misunderstanding. Qin Lin did not abandon her, but instead practiced protective methods on her from the beginning.

At the same time, Lu Yueling was a little surprised to find that Yue Ji was still unscathed. Her body movement was extremely flexible. She shuttled through the wind blade and avoided most of the damage. The only few were also pushed away by her samurai sword, which was very sharp.

Lu Yueling stood there, glanced at Zi Ji just after a glance, and then continued to look into the field.

At this time, the battle between Qin Lin and the All Spirits Gods had entered a fierce state.

I saw endless light coming from behind Qin Lin, extremely dazzling, and then countless extremely rare creatures rushed out.

First of all, a big fish with two wings on the back. Although it was only four or five feet long, its momentum was like ten thousand feet, horizontally in the air, like the legendary Kunpeng.

Immediately afterwards, a golden-winged roc roared out, with sharp claws that were extremely sharp, like a divine weapon.

There was another slab with golden patterns in purple, and golden lightning was filled with all over the body, pressing forward, extremely terrifying.

There was also a green dragon roaring, extremely terrifying, and opened its mouth and a brilliant light like a galaxy, rushing forward...

"This, this is too strong. This is the true peak of Taoism. It is the great monk recorded in ancient books." Both Wu Yuezhong and Kitakawa Fuhai were stunned and dumbfounded.

The magic used by Qin Lin is simply unheard of. Whether it is Kunpeng or Yanbing, they are all existences that exist in legends. These magical scenes have never been recorded in any magical scripture.

Moreover, the momentum brought by these visions is extremely terrifying, shaking like a tsunami, causing the sky to tremble, with unparalleled pressure, which is definitely a forbidden technique, and each move is enough to exhaust all the divine powers in the body of ordinary monks.

But Qin Lin almost got it at will, as easy as drinking water, which shocked them too much.

In comparison, the gods of all spirits are a bit pale.

Although he is not bad at all, he is just a local bun after all. The secret techniques he has learned are simply unable to compare with Qin Lin. He can only rely on brute force to resist and shoot out black divine lights to block them.

But Qin Lin's Taoist technique is too exquisite and can be called an immortal technique. How could it be so simple to crack it? Besides, Qin Lin was still waving his fists and constantly attacking.

It's like Qin Lin and four strange beasts fighting him at the same time.

"Bang", "dong", "clang"...

Qin Lin's blood was boiling, and every punch was powered by the barbarian dragon, which made the void tremble continuously, as if it could collapse at any time, directly defeating the divine lights and bombarding the bodies of all spirits.

The body of the All Spirit God was condensed with the power of faith of countless believers for hundreds of years and their blood, energy and spirit. It was almost indestructible and enough to withstand the merits of monks below the God of God. Even the magic weapon could not hurt him at all.

But Qin Lin's body seemed even more terrifying. He didn't look like a human. He was completely a divine furnace in the heavenly realm. His blood and energy were extremely strong. Although he was not a human immortal, he was almost a human immortal.

"ah!"

All the spirits were completely at a disadvantage, and their bodies were beaten to a turbulent moment, and many of their bodies were even directly smashed, revealing the extremely dark soul below...

"Are all spirit gods really going to lose?" Yue Ji was shocked, her beautiful face was filled with shock, and she exclaimed.

"Defeated, how could God be defeated?" The gods of all spirits seemed to hear Yue Ji's words. He shouted loudly, and the damaged body on his body was completely repaired by a mysterious force.

"This is Wanling Mountain, the temple of this god. No one can kill me. No matter how you attack, it will be futile!" Wanling God resisted, and said coldly sarcastically.

As soon as the words of the All Spirits Myths were finished, Qin Lin suddenly stopped attacking and stood in the sky and stared at him.

At this moment, he felt like the gods above the Nine Heavens looking down at the ants on the ground, with an extremely cold look on his eyes...
Chapter completed!