The Strength of a Generation's Prodigy
"Lin Ling! "
An Yuer turned around and couldn't help but feel delighted.
During this period of time, Lin Ling's name had spread throughout the outer city. Even though An Yuer didn't leave her residence, she still heard a little about him. The result was the same as what she'd guessed when she was in the Ancient Face Sect. This youth was absolutely not a mediocre person, and his name would finally shake the entire city one day.
"Senior Sister An."
Lin Ling smiled as he walked over. When he saw An Yuer, he was slightly surprised. However, when he thought about it, Senior Sister An had given him an unfathomable feeling when he was in the Ancient Face Sect. Coupled with the fact that she had the surname of the Ancient Clan, it wasn't uncommon for her to be a disciple of one of the eight great ancient clans.
However, what made him happy was that at least he was able to see an old friend in Cloudsea City.
"Little Sister Yu 'er, do you know him?" An Zhiyuan frowned as he looked at Lin Ling. That youth had threatened to form an alliance with them, but he wasn't familiar with that youth.
An Yuer smiled and nodded. "The Fire Ancient Clan's new Prodigy!" "Yes."
As soon as these words were spoken, An Zhiyuan had an impression of him. Meanwhile, Yin Ye and A 'Tang laughed disdainfully. They'd naturally heard of the Fire Ancient Clan's new Prodigy. However, this Prodigy was only in name, yet he actually dared to join in on the fun.
"Lin Ling, there's nothing for you to do here. Leave immediately, and I'll let bygones be bygones!" A 'Tang from the Withered Wood Ancient Clan said indifferently. His tone was dignified.
Lin Ling sneered and ignored him. Instead, he walked over to An Yuer's side. "How about we form an alliance? Then we'll split the Winter Demon Winter Stone Beasts equally! " "Yes."
Just as An Zhiyuan was about to say that Lin Ling wouldn't be of much help to them, An Yuer spoke first. "Alright, let's form an alliance!" "Yes."
"Little Sister Yu 'er!"
An Zhiyuan frowned slightly. He really couldn't understand why An Yuer would ally with Lin Ling. Lin Ling was a third generation disciple. He didn't know how strong he was. He only knew that his status was high. Wouldn't it be a loss for the An Zhiyuan Ancient Clan to ally with Lin Ling?
"Believe me, this alliance is good for us! An Yuer, on the other hand, was very confident in Lin Ling. She knew Lin Ling too well.
This made An Zhiyuan want to say something, but he hesitated. He could only give up.
In the distance, Yin and Ye laughed mockingly. If Lin Ling was here, they would be afraid. But Lin Ling? It was just an empty name!
"Since we have the upper hand, let's let them make the first move. The loser will leave this place and not touch the Summer Demon Winter Stone Beast!" Ah Tang smiled.
"Last time at the West Demon Mountain Mine, the Fire Ancient Clan tricked us. It was said that it was Lin Ling's idea. Today, leave this brat to me!" Yin Ye coldly stared at Lin Ling.
"Lin Ling, Little Sister Yuer and I will join hands to deal with Ah Tang. Against Yin Ye, you can only rely on yourself!" "Fight!"
An Zhiyuan looked at Lin Ling and said. There were five people on Lin Ling's side, but the other four were weaker. Obviously, they weren't qualified to enter the battlefield of first generation disciples. Lin Ling could only rely on himself.
"Yin Ye isn't weak. Lin Ling, you have to be careful!" An Yuer also said.
Lin Ling nodded, took out the Resurgence Sword, and looked at Yin Ye indifferently.
"The disciples of the Eight Great Ancient Clans are divided into third generation disciples, second generation disciples, first generation disciples, and first generation geniuses. My strength is below the first generation geniuses. Although you have the title of first generation genius, it is only in name. Today, I will let you wake up and see what a first generation genius is!" Yin Ye stepped forward.
That was the strength of a four-star Martial Spirit Realm expert. His aura was extremely strange, gloomy and evil. His whole person was like a ghost king that came out of the ground.
Jie Jie!
At the same time, ghost shadows appeared behind him. They were ghost heads. These ghost heads looked ferocious. Some of them had bleeding eyes, some of them bared their teeth, and some of them were smiling evilly!
Eight-faced Ghost Demon!
This was his innate spirit body!
This spirit body allowed him to control eight kinds of ghosts.
Through continuous blood sacrifice, the eight kinds of ghosts could become a ghost king.
After the appearance of the Eight-faced Ghost Demon, a cold wind blew in the valley. Even An Yuer, Ah Tang, and the others who were already fighting frowned. The Ancient Yin Clan was too mysterious. They usually hid in the dark, but once they came out of the water, it was as if they came from the underworld!
The Imperial Ghost Clan was indeed worthy of their reputation!
"Eight Ghost Wails, you will become food for me, the Ghost King. I hope your soul is strong enough!" "Go!"
"Mourning Ghost — Go!" "Go!"
Yin Ye arrogantly pointed, and one of the Ghost Heads behind him let out a wuwu sound as it flew out. It covered the sky and covered the sun, and a cold wind blew. The Yin Qi made people's bodies feel cold, and they felt sleepy.
"So cold!" "Go!"
Lin Aofeng and the others' faces turned pale.
Obviously, the Yin Qi had affected people's souls!
"You guys leave the valley first. Come back when it is over!" Lin Ling turned around and said. Lin Aofeng and the others did not dare to stay and quickly left. This level of battle was not something they could watch.
"You should take care of yourself!" "Ha!"
Yin Ye's disdainful laughter came from the distance. His Ghost King could devour souls, so how could Lin Ling block it?
Unfortunately, he did not know that Lin Ling's soul force was stronger than his!
"Fire counters Yin. I want to see if your ghost is stronger or my flame is stronger!" Lin Ling sneered, and blue flames erupted from his body. The ghost rushed over and was immediately burned by the flames, making it cry out in pain!
"Eh?" "Ha!"
Yin Ye frowned. He did not expect Lin Ling's flame to be so strong.
"Go, Dismemberment Ghost!" "Ha!"
Yin Ye waved his hand again!
Another Ghost King shot towards Lin Ling. As soon as this Ghost King appeared, a large number of cries could be heard around the valley. Many indescribable illusions appeared. They were images of people being executed by a thousand cuts. The scene was horrifying.
"You are right. The Eight Great Ancient Clans' disciples are divided into different strengths. But I think you are only a second generation disciple!" "Ha!"
Lin Ling was fearless. Holding the Brilliance Resurgence Sword, he stepped on the ground and shot towards Yin Ye. His sword was currently filled with flames.
Swish!
Along the way, all the scenes of dismemberment were cut off by Lin Ling's sword, and the flames continued to burn.
"Four Ghost Coffin Bearers, go!" "Go!"
Yin Ye's expression was somewhat unsightly. After two moves, Lin Ling was still unscathed. This made his previous boast extremely mocking. Below the Heaven's Chosen of the Generation, he was only so-so!
Therefore, he used his true strength!
Four Ghost Kings drew a strange trail and rushed towards Lin Ling. Suddenly, a cold wind blew!
Fire Dance Bright Sun!
Blue flames erupted from Lin Lingjian's body, emitting explosive sounds. His entire body disappeared as he slashed at the four Ghost Kings!
The Ghost Kings were very fast, and ordinary people would not be able to catch their tracks. However, Lin Ling's Fire Dance Bright Sun was even faster!
Pop! Pop!
Pop! Pop! Pop! In the air, an explosion sounded. No one could see who made the move. They could only see that the four Ghost Kings were inexplicably injured by the flames and exploded into pieces.
"Third Generation Flame Technique!" "Boom!"
Yin Ye's gaze froze. He had heard of this technique before. It was an extremely powerful technique in the fire attribute martial arts. However, Lin Ling was only sixteen years old. How could he learn the third generation Flame Technique?
"You have a good eye, but let's see if you can take it!" "Boom!"
At this moment, Yin Ye heard a cold voice. Then, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes. He saw blue flames dancing in the air, and his heart instantly became heavy. The third generation Flame Technique was not over yet. After killing the four Ghost Kings, it was actually coming for him!
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