Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

“Interesting, truly interesting. → The eighteen unique skills of the Wuxiang Temple can actually resonate with each other…”

Yan Zehong tapped here and looked there, completely disregarding Shen Lin's attacks.

Shen Lin glanced at the broken Rolling Cloud Blade in his hand and sighed helplessly.

Relying on his strengthened Golden Bell Shield, he might be able to block Yan Zehong's attacks.

But he couldn't do anything to his opponent.

Lowering his head to look at the golden light overflowing from the pool, Shen Lin felt heavy in his heart.

He didn't know how long the supporting golden energy could last.

Just then, Yan Zehong suddenly seemed to discover something, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

“I understand! In that case, I only need to…”

Halfway through his words, he suddenly looked at Shen Lin with an apologetic expression.

“Sorry, it might be a bit noisy next!”

After saying this, he struck out with a palm.

Bang!

The perfected Golden Bell Shield blocked this attack, but Shen Lin's body was directly sent flying, crashing heavily into the mountain wall.

The intense buzzing made Shen Lin feel dizzy, as if countless bees were fluttering their wings in his ears.

Before he could recover, streaks of cyan light rushed up from below.

Yan Zehong's hands moved continuously, and palm prints were struck out one after another, landing continuously on the Golden Bell Shield.

The mountain shook, the pool water splashed, and the golden light became more and more pervasive, constantly pouring into Shen Lin's Golden Bell Shield.

The continuous palm prints caused the Golden Bell Shield to tremble lightly, but after being supplemented by the golden light, the Golden Bell Shield was as solid as a rock, showing no signs of breaking.

“Right, right, right! That's it!!!”

For some reason, a hint of fanaticism appeared on Yan Zehong's face, and the movements in his hands continued to accelerate.

It was unknown how long the fierce attack lasted, and the roar continued.

Finally, after a loud noise like the sky collapsing, Shen Lin, surrounded by the Golden Bell Shield, rushed out of the mountain.

Not far away, Meng Dong'er and the others, who had just dealt with Tuo Hai, suddenly turned their heads when they heard the loud noise.

They saw half of the huge Locking Dragon Mountain suddenly collapse.

“Be careful!”

“Retreat!!!”

Meng Dong'er and Pu Zhu reacted in time and quickly led Cui Tiancai and the others away from the edge of the pool.

Countless stones fell from the sky, and if they hadn't acted in time, Cui Tiancai and the others would have been smashed into mincemeat.

Luo Zhongning slumped on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him that looked like the end of the world, his face terrified as he said: "What exactly… is going on?"

Pu Zhu narrowed his eyes, looked at the golden light in the sky, and looked at Meng Dong'er with a solemn expression.

“Miss Meng, that golden figure…”

“Yes!” Meng Dong'er's face was complicated, and she nodded, saying: “It's Shen Lin.”

This guy, his strength should be about the same as mine, but why can he cause such a big commotion?

Just as she was wondering, her pupils suddenly shrank.

She saw a figure suddenly appear behind Shen Lin in the sky.

Yan Zehong raised his right hand and slammed down with a palm.

Boom!

Under the huge cyan palm print, Shen Lin was like a fly being swatted away, and the figure flashing with golden light fell straight down, smashing heavily on the ground.

The ground trembled for a while, and Meng Dong'er looked at the figure in the sky in disbelief.

“That is…”

Pu Zhu's mouth opened slightly, and his throat moved up and down, as if he recognized the origin of the person, but he didn't dare to say his origin.

Cui Tiancai squinted his eyes and looked for a long time before he vaguely saw the figure.

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“That person… why does he look so much like Lord Qianhu?”

Cui Tiancai came from a poor family and didn't know much about the secrets of Youzhou.

But Li Guoyu was different.

After hearing Cui Tiancai's words, his face changed, and he suddenly said: "Old Cui, are you serious? That person looks like Lord Qianhu?"

“Yes, what's wrong?”

Facing Cui Tiancai, who was full of incomprehension, Li Guoyu swallowed his saliva, his tone a little trembling.

“That is… the patriarch of the Qingqiu clan in Youzhou!”

“What?”

“How could it be? Why would such a person appear here?”

Cui Tiancai and Luo Zhongning widened their eyes at once and shouted subconsciously.

The strongest human warrior in the entire Qingzhou may be controversial.

After all, both Yan Zewei, the Qianhu of the Demon Suppression Division, and Meng Xiaochen, the governor of the state, are senior Aperture Realm experts.

But among the demon clan, the strongest is undoubtedly the patriarch of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Such an existence…

Cui Tiancai swallowed his saliva and looked up.

He saw the figure floating in the air, standing still.

Flying through the air is a symbol of existence in the Aperture Realm.

At this moment, he seemed to feel the gaze of a few people, slowly lowered his head, and looked towards this side.

Clearly hundreds of steps away, Cui Tiancai and the others felt a bone-chilling cold at this moment, a fear that penetrated into their bones.

Fortunately, Yan Zehong just glanced at them, then turned his head, his figure fell, and flew towards the location where Shen Lin fell.

Hoo~

It was unknown who made a sound of relief from surviving a disaster.

“No!”

Meng Dong'er suddenly came back to her senses at this time, widened her eyes, and her expression was even more horrified than when she discovered Yan Zehong's identity before.

“If that person is Yan Zehong, then Shen Lin, he actually…”

Just then, a roar came, interrupting her words.

Looking at Meng Dong'er, who was stunned there, the others looked at each other, and an unbelievable thought arose in their hearts.

Shen Lin, he was actually able to survive in the hands of such an existence.

And it seems that he is still not dead.

After all, the continuous roar continues, it can't be that Yan Zehong is venting his anger on the earth, right?

“Miss Meng!”

Pu Zhu's face was solemn, interrupting Meng Dong'er's thoughts.

“This guy has actually appeared here. With our strength, we definitely can't match him, and we may not even be able to escape. You immediately take them away and report to Yan Qianhu.”

Meng Dong'er was confused at this time. Hearing his calm voice, she couldn't help but nodded and was about to leave.

But at this time, Cui Tiancai's words made her stop.

“Master, aren't you going with us? And… what about Shen Lin?”

Seeing them hesitating, Pu Zhu couldn't help but anxiously said: "What time is it? You don't have to worry about these things. Even if you want to help that kid, with your strength, you can't do anything at all, so leave quickly!"

“As for me…” Pu Zhu took a deep breath and said: “I'm just a dying candle anyway, so let me go and see if I can help Shen Xiaoyou in any way!”

Meng Dong'er bit her lip unwillingly.

She didn't want to leave Shen Lin and Pu Zhu to escape.

But in the current situation, if she wants to rescue them, she can only go back and move rescuers.

“Go!”

Her voice was hoarse, she squeezed out a word, and turned around to start running at full speed.

Shen Lin!

You have to hold on!