Only I Am Supreme
"What a tyrannical punch!"
The eyes of the two alien powerhouses flickered. They hadn't attacked before because there were a few people among this group of saints that they were afraid of, and the Young Barbarian King was one of them.
"Let's see whose body is more powerful!"
Lin Ling also took a step forward and shot out like a shooting star!
Bang!
The two big fists collided in midair, and the world was awed. The figures of the two kings were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts!
Yes, this was the battle of the kings among the saints!
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lin Ling's body flew out and smashed into the distance like a cannonball. Lin Ling seemed to be at a disadvantage in the first confrontation!
"Haha, villain Lin Ling, your strength is only so-so!"
The Young Barbarian King Fujitor's frivolous laughter came from midair. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his body became a lot sturdier. It seemed as if he had transformed into an ancient barbarian tiger.
Boundless blood and Qi radiance formed ripples and bloomed on his body!
"Barbarian King Bloodline!"
Some of the saints narrowed their eyes. They knew that the Young Barbarian King's bloodline was extraordinary. It could awaken his bloodline and enhance his cultivation greatly. He could easily crush the saints of the intermediate stage of the Holy Spirit Realm. But now, the Young Barbarian King had awakened his bloodline!
Apparently, Lin Ling had made him pay attention to him!
"You're just an ant. I've only used seventy percent of my Barbarian King Bloodline, and my strength has reached seventy million pounds. You're not qualified to fight me with your body!"
The Young Barbarian King Fujitor's figure shot toward Lin Ling. He was full of confidence.
He had seen that Lin Ling's body was very strong in the previous battle. It was almost comparable to his. Therefore, he had used his bloodline power to reach a new critical point, and transformed into an ancient barbarian king. He believed that Lin Ling wouldn't be his opponent if he used his full strength!
"It's just a warm-up. Why are you so happy?"
A figure also jumped up from the ground. His surging aura bloomed, and the fiery light was dazzling!
Whoosh!
Then, he turned into a shooting star and shot toward the Young Barbarian King!
"Warm-Up!"
Many saints gasped. Lin Ling had a limit? He was just warming up in such a terrifying battle!
Boom! Boom!
In mid-air, a terrifying battle broke out. It was like a battle between the North and the South. Although it was a physical confrontation, the power was incomparably terrifying. It could easily suppress ordinary martial arts!
Moreover, the two silhouettes were extremely fast, making it impossible for others to catch sight of them. In the blink of an eye, they fought from the sky to the ground, leaving thousands of holes in the earth!
"The Young Barbarian King is so powerful, but Lin Ling is even more abnormal. When did he grow to this stage?"
"Moreover, Lin Ling is getting fiercer and fiercer as he fights. It's as if he doesn't get tired at all!"
Many people were trembling with fear as they watched the battle between the Kings that shook the heavens and the earth.
After this battle, Lin Ling had changed their view of him once again. He had made Lin Ling the first Saint of the Rainforest Holy Land. He was someone they had to look up to.
"How could this be?!"
Ma Yubai's face was pale as if he had been slapped by someone.
Previously, he had reprimanded Lin Ling for being too frivolous and told Lin Ling to get lost. That was because he was the first Saint of the Bodhi Holy Palace. But now, Lin Ling's strength wasn't any weaker than his. Did he have the right to reprimand Lin Ling?
"Senior Brother Ma, what else do you have to say now?"
Yang Gan's voice drifted over from afar. It was full of ridicule. Ma Yubai clenched his teeth, but he had nothing to say.
His previous high and mighty attitude was just his own wishful thinking!
"Bastard!"
At this moment, in the sky, the Young Barbarian King Fujitor's face became more and more unsightly. He had thought that he could crush Lin Ling by unleashing his bloodline power. But who knew that Lin Ling was suppressing him as if he didn't get tired at all!
His bloodline power had started to decline. Although he wouldn't be defeated by Lin Ling in the short term, it would be difficult for him to counterattack Lin Ling!
One must know that he was the Young Barbarian King, the first Saint of the Six Shaman Holy Land. But he was being suppressed and beaten. This was a complete loss of face!
"He doesn't seem to be able to hurt the Young Barbarian King. But he'll lose if he exhausts his strength with such crazy attacks!"
"But I can see that he doesn't seem to be tired at all. Maybe he swallowed some rare heavenly treasure in the old tomb!"
Great Expanse Pupil and a Saint in a black robe beside him said. Both of them were the first Saint of the Six Shaman Holy Land, so their vision was naturally beyond ordinary people.
They noticed that Lin Ling was suppressing the Young Barbarian King, but the more he fought, the more ferocious he became. On the other hand, the Young Barbarian King's momentum was gradually losing ground!
"No, he's going to break through!"
Finally, Great Expanse Pupil's pupils condensed. The Spirit Qi emitted by Lin Ling was very dense, but it seemed that he needed to digest it. So, he was digesting it through battle.
"This lunatic!"
The black-robed Saint sucked in a breath of cold air.
Lin Ling didn't go all out in the battle with the first Saint. Instead, he used the Saint to break through. If Lin Ling reached the middle stage of the Holy Spirit Realm, wouldn't he be able to crush all the Saints?
"Break through!"
Young Barbarian King Fujitor gradually became aware of Lin Ling's intention. He couldn't help but roar, "Lin Ling, don't go too far!"
"The purpose of your existence is to help me digest the extra Spirit Qi in my body. Otherwise, do you think you can fight until now?"
Lin Ling's ice-cold voice resounded. He had swallowed a large amount of heavenly treasures before. So, he needed to digest and refine them. Now, it was the crucial moment for him to break through!
"This boy is very smart!"
The complexions of the two foreign race's experts slightly changed. That youth was very scheming. His goal wasn't the Young Barbarian King, but to prepare for the next battle. The Young Barbarian King was only his stepping stone!
"You're using me as a whetstone?"
Young Barbarian King Fujitor's heart was filled with anger as he was watched by countless gazes. He had never been humiliated like this since he was a child.
"Eighty million points of strength, the strength to uproot mountains and rivers, the Barbarian King's Eight Desolation Fist!"
The Young Barbarian King's bloodline power was stimulated. His fist could dominate mountains and rivers. His fist could destroy any martial profoundness. He was obviously enraged. So, he was going to risk everything to kill Lin Ling!
Rumble!
The dreadful fist gushed out like a storm. It wasn't a mysterious and profound martial art. It was just strength. It was strength that could subdue intelligence!
It was said that when one's physical strength reached the pinnacle, one's fist could create a world. One palm could create a big world. It was rumored that this world was created by the most ancient martial artists with their fists!
The storm-like fist rumbled out. The world was full of fists. Some of the weaker holy sons spat out blood and retreated. It was too dreadful!
They couldn't block it just by relying on its aura. It was the aura of a Barbarian King!
"Eighty million points of strength?"
At the same time, Lin Ling's eyes shone with a sharp light. On the surface of his body, a red glazed light bloomed. 100,000 Small Worlds were awakened at the same time. It should be known that in the previous battles, he had used 70,000 Small Worlds to fight 80,000 Small Worlds. Now, he was using 100,000!
Rumble!
Lin Ling's long hair fluttered without wind. An ancient and eternal aura gushed out. It was as if an ancient god's shadow was standing proudly in the world. He gently raised his right hand. He didn't use any martial art. He just shot out an ordinary palm. Pop!
Pop! Pop!
Pop! The air exploded in a large area. One hundred million points of strength pressed down like dozens of mountains.
"What!"
Young Barbarian King Fujitor was shocked. His Barbarian King aura was suppressed to the point that he couldn't move. Lin Ling in his line of sight seemed to have turned into an ancient demon god. He shot out a palm. Wind and thunder were vast and mighty.
"That's one hundred million points of strength!"
"How can a human body cultivate one hundred million points of strength?"
At the same time, the top holy sons of the Great Development Pupil sucked in a cold breath.
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