Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

Shen Lin had only used the eighth strike of the Divine Thunder Eight Slashes a few times. 【 】

Because many weak demons couldn't withstand the eighth strike and would be directly killed.

Once the eighth strike was unleashed, it was the final blow, fusing the power of the previous seven strikes, making it extremely powerful.

Although it was somewhat ineffective against a strong opponent like Yan Zehong, that was because the opponent was too strong.

Among those in the Treasure Nectar Realm, almost no one could withstand the eighth strike of the Divine Thunder Eight Slashes.

Qingqiu Wan'er, the genius of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, who was at the peak of the Treasure Nectar Realm, was clearly helpless against this strike as well.

With a cracking sound, the demonic energy barrier above her head shattered, and the Rolling Cloud Saber violently pressed down on her sharp claws, heading straight for her head.

"Let's take care of one first..."

Shen Lin murmured softly.

The reason he chose to deal with this one first was because Qingqiu Wan'er's skills seemed to be all in her illusions.

In terms of actual combat power, her level could only be ranked in the middle to upper range within the Treasure Nectar Realm.

Therefore, eliminating her first and then slowly dealing with Qingqiu Wuhong was a very reasonable choice.

However, just as Shen Lin felt that the situation was set and looked up at Qingqiu Wuhong, a burst of resistance suddenly came from the Rolling Cloud Saber.

The Rolling Cloud Saber, which had been unstoppable, suddenly slowed down as if it had encountered a liquid with extremely high density.

Shen Lin subconsciously looked down and saw that Qingqiu Wan'er's body was covered with a layer of black, soft flesh.

This is...

Shen Lin's pupils constricted, and he instantly recognized the origin of this thing.

It was Yan Zehong's method.

Relying on this thing, Yan Zehong had controlled several key figures in the Demon Suppression Division, and even transmitted a clone directly through this thing during the last Locked Dragon Mountain incident.

Could it be that he had to face that guy's clone again?

Shen Lin frowned, and the spiritual power in his body erupted again, preparing to try to kill Qingqiu Wan'er in one fell swoop.

But the next moment, he only felt his hand empty, and the resistance in front of the Rolling Cloud Saber disappeared instantly.

Along with it, Qingqiu Wan'er, who was wrapped in black soft flesh, also disappeared.

Boom!

Shen Lin's strike directly hit the ground, making a huge roar.

Not far away, Qingqiu Wuhong saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped his forward momentum.

It seems that the clan leader has taken Wan'er back.

Well, without Wan'er nearby, I can act unscrupulously.

While thinking, Qingqiu Wuhong ignored Shen Lin, who was walking out of the dust, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Holy crap!"

Shen Lin was taken aback.

He thought that this guy was going to attack him, and subconsciously raised the Rolling Cloud Saber.

But now, why did this guy kneel down directly?

"Are you... surrendering?"

Shen Lin asked with a strange expression.

However, Qingqiu Wuhong ignored him, but chanted words and raised the long sword in his hand, slowly bowing to the moon in the sky.

"Hmm?"

Shen Lin looked up and found that the object of his worship was actually the crescent moon in the sky.

Before he could figure out what the other party was doing, strands of moonlight suddenly condensed, using the long sword in Qingqiu Wuhong's hand as a guide, and poured into the other party's body.

As a silver-white light slowly radiated from his body, Qingqiu Wuhong's aura was also rising steadily.

Shen Lin's pupils constricted, and lightning flashed under his feet.

The next moment, he appeared behind Qingqiu Wuhong, and the Rolling Cloud Saber in his hand directly slashed at the other party's head.

Although Shen Lin didn't know what Qingqiu Wuhong was doing, he could roughly guess that the other party was using some method to increase his strength.

This was a battle of life and death, and he would not give the other party time to complete the ritual.

In the eyes of Cui Tiancai and others in the distance, all of this was like Qingqiu Wuhong admitting defeat and kneeling down to beg for mercy.

But Shen Lin did not hesitate at all, and went straight up to behead him.

Li Xiaorong was even ready to cheer.

But the next moment, there was only a muffled sound, and the Rolling Cloud Saber in Shen Lin's hand was bounced away, and the reaction force made him subconsciously retreat several steps.

At this time, he realized that Qingqiu Wuhong was actually surrounded by a layer of transparent barrier.

"Ignorant fellow..."

In a mocking laughter, Qingqiu Wuhong slowly stood up, seemingly having completed the ritual.

The demonic energy on his body almost formed a substance, and a layer of transparent milky white moonlight turned into armor and was put on his body.

Patting the dust on his legs, Qingqiu Wuhong sneered: "During the Moon Worship Ritual, we Qingqiu people will be blessed by the Moon God, and no one can break that barrier."

"Moon God?"

Shen Lin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

After crossing over to this world, he had only heard of the legends of those powerful martial artists, but never heard of any legends of gods and demons.

He thought that even this world that can be cultivated did not have the existence of immortals and gods.

But now everything in front of him made him have a trace of doubt.

Shen Lin could feel that the quality of Qingqiu Wuhong's demonic energy at this moment was no longer at the Treasure Nectar Realm level.

He really borrowed power from the moon to temporarily break through to the Aperture Opening Realm.

Could it be...

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, Shen Lin couldn't help but suspect that there really lived a so-called Moon God.

If that's the case, then how strong should the other party be...

Killing it will definitely give me a lot of demon lifespan!

"I haven't performed the Moon Worship Ritual for a long time. The last time I used it was..."

Qingqiu Wuhong murmured with some nostalgia, but was directly interrupted by Shen Lin.

"It was the last time, I know!"

Shen Lin smiled and raised the Rolling Cloud Saber, pointing at Qingqiu Wuhong.

"I'm in a hurry, so let's hurry up!"

Qingqiu Wuhong was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head: "Ignorant of life and death..."

At the same time as the voice fell, he instantly appeared in front of Shen Lin.

Shen Lin's pupils shrank, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

This speed was almost the same as when he used the Swift Thunder Steps.

"Moon Wheel Dance!"

Qingqiu Wuhong gently waved the thin sword in his hand, leaving a white moonlight wherever the sword body passed, gently floating like a ribbon.

Clang!

The Rolling Cloud Saber slashed diagonally, and Shen Lin blocked this strike.

At the moment when the sword and blade collided, Shen Lin felt a force nearly twice as strong as before, making him almost unable to hold the long blade steady.

Fortunately, the deep Purple Firmament Thunder constantly provided support, allowing him to block the opponent's attack.

"Not bad..."

A smile appeared on Qingqiu Wuhong's face, and then he swung his sword again.

The long sword kept slashing, and Shen Lin also kept raising the Rolling Cloud Saber to deal with it.

Only gradually, Shen Lin discovered a trace of something wrong.

Although the sword moves that Qingqiu Wuhong was using at the moment could be called profound, they were completely incompatible with his current strength.

It seemed that the other party deliberately restrained a part of his strength.

While Shen Lin was parrying with his blade, he thought about the reason.

In this process, he inadvertently saw the moonlight ribbons floating around him.

These ribbons...

Why haven't they dissipated for so long?

At the moment when this thought emerged, Qingqiu Wuhong retreated lightly like a ghost after swinging a sword.

Seeming to see something from Shen Lin's eyes, he chuckled:

"Good eyesight, but unfortunately... it's too late!"

He stretched out his hand and clenched it in the void, and the moonlight ribbons around Shen Lin instantly closed towards the middle, wrapping Shen Lin tightly.

"Moonlight... Explode!"

As Qingqiu Wuhong's voice fell, the ribbons wrapping Shen Lin began to swell up, and then exploded instantly.

Rumble～