Di Ling was young, and his cultivation base was only at the late Fourth Heavenly Layer. Compared to Yu Biehe, his cultivation base was slightly lower.
But when he attacked, it was indeed very sharp.
A blue rune appeared on his body, providing him with a tremendous amount of energy.
Everyone had seen this pattern before. It was the pattern on the green coffin. In other words, Di Ling wasn't using his own power.
It was the power of the green coffin in his body. That was why he was able to display the power of a Minor Saint.
Buzz!
Yu Biehe let out a long whistle. Seat, do you still want to fight separately? Do you really want to die here?
Hearing this, the surrounding Saints' faces turned ugly. In such a short time, some of them were seriously injured, and some of them had their Saint Fates absorbed by the death aura.
This made their faces turn ugly.
What do you want?
A Saint roared.
Yu Biehe said. It's simple. Let's join hands and destroy everything.
Otherwise, we'll definitely die if we fight separately.
Not to mention the treasure.
Alright, let's join hands. Di Ling was the same.
Although he had the power of the mysterious coffin, he was still in a dangerous situation.
There were forces around him that could threaten him.
Therefore, he wanted to join hands with them. It would be much easier to get the Qilin horn after defeating the strange fish and dispelling the death aura.
Seeing that everyone agreed, Yu Biehe's lips curled into a smile. Great!
Kid, what are you going to do? Are they going to work together in the fog of death? Ghost God asked.
I've already thought of a way. I won't let them succeed so easily. Especially that Yu Biehe, I won't let him go.
Lin Xuan finished speaking, and a cold light burst out from his eyes. He began to circulate the Tai Chi Art with all his strength.
The Tai Chi Art rotated, and the death aura in the surroundings was completely mobilized. Lin Xuan had a strange feeling. It was as if the death aura could be controlled by him at will.
He tried and found that it was indeed so.
This made him wild with joy.
In the next moment, the endless death aura shrouded him, making him unrecognizable.
His figure changed, and he rushed out with the boundless death aura.
Outside, under Yu Biehe's suggestion, the Saints had begun to join hands. Sure enough, their attacking efficiency was greatly increased.
Very few of them were injured.
This made them go wild with joy. If they put in a little more effort, they would probably succeed.
But at this moment, the Death Mist above his head trembled violently, and a figure walked out.
How was this possible? Those people were shocked. Even the eyelids of those Minor Saints were twitching. Was there someone who could enter the mist of death?
It was too inconceivable. Even they didn't dare to do it. Could it be that there was an even more terrifying existence here?
Thinking of this, they felt as if they were facing a great enemy.
Yu Biehe's heart was beating wildly. He had just thrown a brat inside. Could it be that the brat came out alive?
This was impossible! How could a person in the First Celestial Layer come out alive?
There must be something else.
He looked carefully.
In the next moment, he saw a black figure, a figure wrapped in an endless aura of death.
Like the Grim Reaper, he floated in the air and looked at them coldly.
Who was this person? Everyone was frightened by the other party's aura!
I'm the guardian of this place, and I don't allow anyone to disturb me. How dare you come in without permission?
Now, I'll give you a chance to live. Get lost.
The person wrapped in the black mist was naturally Lin Xuan. However, his aura was too terrifying.
So much so that no one could recognize him.
The guardian of this place! Everyone was shocked. There was still a guardian in the Heaven Reaching Tower?
But how could they be willing to leave just like that? The Qilin horn was right here.
If they could get it, they would be able to obtain a great fortune. Moreover, who knew if there were other treasures in the ancient tower?
The treasure was right in front of them. These people wouldn't leave just like that.
What guardian? Let's go and kill him together. Yu Biehe said coldly. The others also echoed his words.
These people started to attack.
Lin Xuan dodged quickly. At the same time, he mobilized the Death Mist, and it fell from the sky like a waterfall of death.
It scattered these people.
Those people were also constantly dodging the Death Fog.
Among them, Yu Biehe said loudly, "Don't be afraid. He doesn't dare to face our attack head-on.
That's right! " Di Ling also snorted coldly. So what if he's a guardian? I'll kill him all the same.
No one can block my path. "
He was incomparably domineering. The others also recovered their confidence after hearing his words.
They quickly attacked.
In an instant, the battle became even more terrifying.
Lin Xuan sneered. He naturally knew that he couldn't fight so many Minor Saints at the same time with his strength. He didn't plan to do so.
What he wanted to do was to prevent these people from forming an alliance and let them fight on their own.
This way, he would have the chance to fish in troubled waters.
Sure enough, under the interference of the Death Mist, these people no longer cared about forming an alliance. They began to approach the Qilin horn, wanting to fight for it.
Get lost!
Yu Biehe turned into a light blade and sent the surrounding Minor Saints flying. He shouted coldly, "You still want to fight for it? Do you have the life to do so?
Didn't you say that you want to form an alliance? " Those people roared crazily.
Yu Biehe sneered. The strange fish was already chased away. Alliance? Are you crazy?
After saying that, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed forward.
* Boom! *
His hand was split apart. Di Ling descended from the sky with a green spear in his hand. The qi on it was exactly the same as the Ancient Bronze Coffin.
"Damn it! How dare you stop me!" Yu Biehe roared.
Di Ling sneered. "Why? Are you crazy too? Why can't I come? You Rain Clan don't have the qualification to fight for this treasure in front of me.
Let me see what makes you so arrogant. " Yu Biehe and Di Ling began to fight. The other Minor Saints wanted to take this opportunity to break out.
However, they were all restrained by their respective opponents.
For a moment, a chaotic battle broke out. No one was able to break out.
It was really a chaotic scene. Lin Xuan stood high above, stepping on the Death Mist, looking at the scene coldly.
Great! The alliance that had just been formed was disrupted by him again.
His gaze swept past those Minor Saints, then stared at Yu Biehe and Di Ling.
At this moment, Yu Biehe was very strong. The decree was obviously very powerful, much stronger than the one in his hand.
It was like a sky full of light rain, attacking non-stop.
Di Ling's strength was originally inferior to his.
At this moment, although he borrowed the power of the coffin in his body, he was still not his opponent.
He was blasted away by the decree, his face pale.
Yu Biehe looked up to the sky and laughed. "What peerless genius? You're nothing in front of me. You'll have to train for another thousand years if you want to fight me!"
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