Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

On the grassland at night, it was as if a small sun had appeared, the booming sound of the explosion spreading in all directions.

Even Cui Tiancai and the others, who were more than half a kilometer away, felt a heatwave brush their faces.

Li Xiaorong's face was pale, and she stumbled, trembling as she said, "Senior Shen, he... he..."

The others' expressions were equally unsightly.

They had clearly seen what had just happened.

That ball of white light had enveloped Shen Lin, and they could feel the blast wave even from where they were, so Shen Lin, who was surrounded by it...

Cui Tiancai took a deep breath and calmed himself.

"Xiao Luo, set up the traps! Guo Yu, prepare to take them away at the fastest speed!"

Li Guoyu nodded, and said in a deep voice, "What about you?"

"I'll cover the rear!"

Li Guoyu opened his mouth slightly, about to say something, but saw Cui Tiancai's expression change, and he said urgently, "Go quickly!"

At this moment, Qingqiu Wuhong had already turned his head, his indifferent eyes looking towards them.

"Just a few small insects left, let's get rid of them as soon as possible..."

He muttered to himself, then turned around, preparing to deal with Cui Tiancai and the others.

But as soon as he took a step, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head sharply to look over there.

In the thick dust, a golden light flashed past.

The intense explosion had blasted a large pit in the ground.

And in the middle of the pit, Shen Lin stood quietly, covered in a golden light shield.

Although the light shield around him was covered with cracks, it had ultimately blocked the power of the explosion.

"Tsk tsk, interesting..."

Shen Lin chuckled and jumped out of the pit, patting the dust off his body.

Not far away, the crowd, who had originally wanted to escape directly, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Shen Lin was safe and sound.

"Phew, that's good, Senior Shen is fine."

Li Xiaorong patted her not-so-large chest, looked at the golden bell covering Shen Lin's body, and let out a soft "eh".

"Brother, that golden bell, it seems like..."

"Cough cough!"

Li Guoyu coughed softly and said blankly, "What golden bell?"

Li Xiaorong immediately understood and closed her mouth, not saying another word.

Cui Tiancai and Luo Zhongning came from ordinary backgrounds and might not recognize the origin of the golden bell.

But their Li family was a wealthy family in Youzhou, and they also had relatives in the imperial capital.

Li Xiaorong remembered that when she and her brother had just turned ten years old, they had been led by their father to the imperial capital and received a baptism at the Wuxiang Temple.

The Vajra Light had healed some of the hidden injuries in their bodies.

At that time, the Wuxiang Temple master who was in charge of casting the spell used the Golden Bell Shield.

And under Li Guoyu's reminder, Li Xiaorong realized this.

Shen Lin was clearly not a disciple of the Wuxiang Temple, and if the fact that he could cast the Golden Bell Shield was spread out, it would definitely bring great trouble.

"I didn't expect that you would cultivate the Golden Bell Shield of the Wuxiang Temple to such a degree..."

Qingqiu Wuhong said softly.

Shen Lin shrugged, not caring at all, and said, "Maybe I have a deep Buddha-nature."

"Aren't you afraid that if this matter spreads, those bald donkeys from the Wuxiang Temple will come looking for trouble with you?"

"Who would spread it out?"

Shen Lin chuckled and pointed to Cui Tiancai and the others not far away, "They are my teammates, I trust them. As for you... I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today!"

"Arrogant!"

Qingqiu Wuhong laughed in anger, pointed the thin sword in his hand at Shen Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really think that the attack just now was my strongest move? Next, I hope you can still be so arrogant."

As soon as he finished speaking, the five tails behind him swayed gently, and the aura on his body rose to the extreme.

Then, he swung his sword, and a sword aura that was two zhang long instantly arrived in front of Shen Lin.

Shen Lin immediately raised his hands, and the Gale Finger continuously struck, the dense finger force hitting the sword aura, barely dispersing it.

At the same time, lightning flashed under his feet, and he instantly appeared next to Qingqiu Wuhong.

Divine Thunder Eight Slashes!

The Rolling Cloud Blade slashed down with the power of thunder.

Qingqiu Wuhong had already seen the power of Shen Lin's saber technique, but at this moment he was not afraid at all, and he also slashed out with the thin sword in his hand.

Worship Moon Sword Technique.

Clang clang clang ~

A series of crisp sounds came out, and he actually blocked Shen Lin's Divine Thunder Eight Slashes one by one.

Even the strongest eighth slash failed to break through his defense.

"Give me... open!"

Qingqiu Wuhong's body was rioting with demonic energy, he held the thin sword with both hands, gritted his teeth and swung it upwards.

Boom!

The Thunder True Energy and his Moon Essence demonic energy collided, making a deafening noise.

The aftermath of the explosion spread out, blowing both of them away.

The invisible fluctuation landed on Qingqiu Wuhong's body, but was blocked by the transparent armor on his body.

Shen Lin was impacted by the aftermath, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qingqiu Wuhong stabilized his body, looking at Shen Lin with some madness and roaring, "With just this little ability, you dare to talk wildly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out, preparing to continue attacking while Shen Lin was injured.

Shen Lin clutched his chest, feeling the churning qi and blood in his body, understanding that if he continued to tremble, his body would eventually not be able to support it.

He sighed softly, and the right hand holding the Rolling Cloud Blade slowly fell.

Seeing this scene, Qingqiu Wuhong's eyes lit up, thinking that Shen Lin had given up struggling.

But the next moment, his heart suddenly shook, and a bone-chilling chill rushed from his spine to the back of his head.

Shen Lin closed his eyes, and a gust of breeze suddenly rose around him, enveloping his body.

Something's not right!

This guy... has a backup plan!

Qingqiu Wuhong was first startled, then gritted his teeth fiercely.

So what if he has a backup plan?

With his current strength in the Opening Realm, how could he possibly lose?

He roared angrily, his whole body's demonic energy integrated into the thin sword, and he swung out his strongest blow.

"Moon Rush!"

With the thin sword pointing forward, Qingqiu Wuhong's body was wrapped in a ball of milky white moonlight, as if his entire being had turned into a giant sword composed of moonlight, flying towards Shen Lin.

Wherever it passed, the ground was separated to both sides, leaving a long gully behind.

Last time, he relied on this move to kill a monster in the Opening Realm.

Now facing Shen Lin, he was full of confidence.

Even existences in the Opening Realm can't stop this blow, even if you have a backup plan, what will you use to block it?

On the opposite side, facing Qingqiu Wuhong who was rushing towards him, Shen Lin didn't seem to panic at all.

He slowly raised the Rolling Cloud Blade in his hand, drew a circle around his left shoulder, and gently slashed out a saber.

"Rolling Cloud!"

As soon as this saber was slashed out, a small wind ball suddenly appeared in front of Shen Lin, less than half a person tall, slowly rushing forward.

Qingqiu Wuhong almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

Is that it?

But the next moment, that small wind ball suddenly swelled, instantly turning into a hurricane more than two zhang high.

The surrounding grass seedlings were uprooted and swept into the hurricane.

Broken stones soared into the sky, and with a whoosh, they were swept over, spinning rapidly with the hurricane.

Every world-destroying hurricane starts from a small wind ball.