Chapter 1673 Ye Mo has no son!

boom!

Wang Lin's body shook, the blood in his body rolled, and a mouthful of blood emerged from his body, overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body retreated several steps backwards under the vibration.

Every step of exiting is a bang, as if stepping on the pulse of the starry sky, causing the starry sky to tremble.

The middle-aged man's right arm was banging loudly, and invisible ripples spread out from his arm. Blood was also overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body stepped back several steps.

If you can get a blow so directly, Wang Lin will be injured. Unless the cultivation level among the monks is much higher than Wang Lin, they can fight against each other with their magical powers and shake it to achieve this.

But among the ancient tribes, the terrifying power of the body can do this with similar forces under the bombardment of each other!

This is the difference between ancient and immortals!

When he stepped back, Wang Lin stepped back with his right foot, preventing his body from walking forward. His eyes became stronger in fighting spirit, and he rushed out again with a low roar.

The middle-aged man also stopped his body from retreating and roared as Wang Lin rushed over.

The sound of booming revolved around the starry sky again. In this moment, the two of them directly hit each other with their fists nine times! Every time the two of them collided with their fists, they would turn into a large number of ripples and sweep across the surroundings.

After the Nine Fist, the ripples that spread out swept the starry sky like surging waves, causing the tens of thousands of monks from outside to retreat until they retreated a hundred thousand feet away. Then they stopped. They looked at the two giants in a horror with their spiritual sense, fighting wildly.

The wheel formation also appeared in a large amount of twists and sweeps during this wave of ripples, enduring the remaining force of impact transmitted by those waves.

After nine punches, Wang Lin spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body felt as if he was hit in a straight line by nine cultivation stars. He suddenly retreated, and was about to hit the wheel formation, but his body paused suddenly, and his expression was ferocious when he looked up. His eyes did not dissipate at all, but instead became even stronger!

The middle-aged man also squirted blood, retreated in a wide range, paused tens of thousands of feet away, wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, took a roaring step, and rushed back again.

In the starry sky between the two, the blood sprayed by the two was now filled with them. A drop of it rolled back under the impact and dripped on Wang Lin's face.

The blood was not his, but belonged to the other party.

Wiping off the drop of blood from the other person on his face, Wang Lin licked it with his mouth, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and a strange light appeared. His body stepped forward. This time, he waved his hands at the same time, clasped his palms, and his fists turned into one. When he rushed out, he roared, and his body stepped hard towards the starry sky. As the starry sky trembled, his body jumped ten thousand feet straight.

In this way, Wang Lin and the middle-aged man went up and down!

Above it, Wang Lin clamped his fists together and waved and smashed it hard towards the middle-aged man below!

The middle-aged man paused and looked up suddenly. The moment Wang Lin smashed him, he pinched his right hand and pointed in the air. But behind him, a huge phantom of the ancient god appeared.

The ancient god phantom was extremely huge, wearing a complete set of armor, and eight star dots flashed in the middle of his eyebrows. As the middle-aged man pointed his right hand, the ancient god phantom also raised his right hand and pointed it at Wang Lin and pressed it!

Ancient God’s finger!

The huge illusory finger instantly met Wang Lin's fist. From a distance, this scene was like a painting. If it could be retained on the scroll, it would be enough to shake the minds of all those who saw it.

The starry sky is the background of this screen. Wang Lin is on it, and his body is covered with broken ground, blending into the two fists that are buckled together and thumping towards the bottom.

The middle-aged man below had a fluttering black hair, his eyes flashing as he looked up. When he pointed it out, the huge phantom of ancient gods behind him, which was as illusory as a few strokes, rose up with one finger. Because his body was too big, it was just one finger, which was a hundred feet tall. When he pointed it out, he went straight to Wang Lin.

With a loud bang, Wang Lin's fists met with the finger of the illusory ancient god. The sound of the boom seemed to break the starry sky and echoed around.

Wang Lin spitted out blood, his head full of white hair rolled up rapidly, but his body did not retreat. Instead, with a shocking roar, his fists rushed down with his body.

The illusory ancient god collapsed directly with one finger! He was penetrated by Wang Lin's fists, and it seemed to be split apart, splitting into two from the middle, and disintegrating with a bang.

As it collapsed, Wang Lin's body penetrated through, collapsed the illusory ancient god's fingers, shattered the right arm of the ancient god, and directly blasted down from the huge ancient god's phantom body, completely splitting his body.

The moment the ancient god figure collapsed and dissipated, Wang Lin mixed with a tremendous force and rushed straight to the middle-aged man with a fierce thought. All of this happened in an instant. Almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Lin and the middle-aged man were less than dozens of feet away!

A distance of dozens of feet is like a mortal being less than seven feet between the cultivators of the ancient clan!

In an instant, Wang Lin's fists suddenly touched the middle-aged man's fingers.

The sound of cracking was hard to cover up under the loud roar. The middle-aged man's fingers exploded, his flesh and blood was blurred, and his body spurted out blood and retreated quickly.

How could one of his fingers be compared with Wang Lin's fists? At this moment, Wang Lin's fists fell directly on the middle-aged man's chest where he retreated.

With a fierce blow, the middle-aged man's body shook violently. With a bang, his chest was sunk directly. But after all, he was comparable to Wang Lin. Although he was injured at this moment, he was still squirting out blood and lifted his right foot and swept towards Wang Lin.

The two fists with Wang Lin were blown together.

A powerful force came from his right foot, and at the critical moment when Wang Lin's fists all burst out and faintly vented, it fell on Wang Lin's fists.

Wang Lin's body shook, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body threw thousands of feet backwards. His arms trembled faintly. Although he did not use the magical power of the ancient gods in the previous attack, he inherited the strongest physical power that the ancient gods and Taoist queens could exert!

This attack will cause even the cultivator Kong Nirvana to collapse directly, and even the cultivator cannot fight against it. Even in the middle stage of Kong Xuan, you must use great magical powers to stop it.

The ancient tribe's war seal, a life-and-death battle!

Any life and death killing will win! Wang Lin is not lacking in courage. At this moment, he has red eyes and a ferocious expression, regardless of his injuries. When he retreats, he sways, and rushed out again, heading straight for the middle-aged man.

"Kill!!" With a loud roar, Wang Lin roared out the first sentence and the first word in this battle!

As his voice roared, he was like a ferocious demon at this moment, causing the middle-aged man to change his expression for the first time.

"Ancient Demon Swallows the Sky!" The middle-aged man's left eye flashed, and the three demon stars inside suddenly turned into three drops of blood, flew out directly from his left eye, and suddenly turned into a huge ancient demon phantom in front of him.

There were actually nine demon stars in the left eye of the ancient demon phantom!

As soon as the demon came out, he immediately let out a sharp roar, but he saw his body expanding rapidly, opening his mouth towards Wang Lin and swallowing it.

"Ancient Demon Devouring the Land!" The three demon stars in the middle-aged man's right eye flew out. The three demon stars were three drops of blood. A pure demonic energy burst out from it, turning into a huge ancient demon phantom.

As soon as this ancient demon came out, the color of the heaven and earth changed, and the starry sky shook.

"The ancient god is angry!" The two ancient god star points on the middle-aged man's eyebrows suddenly flashed, like two drops of blood, emitting a shocking aura of the ancient god. Under the fusion of this aura, the phantom of the ancient god appeared again.

This time, the phantom of the ancient god appeared, with boundless anger, roared at Wang Lin.

"Father and grandfather tell the ancients, condense the ancient shadow!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, but saw a larger figure suddenly appear behind him, behind the phantom of the three ancient tribes!

Wang Lin is familiar with this figure, he is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is a fool!

Compared with it, the figures of the three ancient tribes are simply insignificant like children!

As Ye Mo's shadow appeared, the middle-aged man pinched his hands and pointed at Wang Lin fiercely.

"I am the son of Daogu, you have obtained the inheritance of my father. Today I will take back your inheritance!" Under his finger, the phantom of the three ancient tribes burst out, and the phantom of Yemo also took a step away and headed straight for Wang Lin.

"Yemo has no son! Before his death, he sprinkled three thousand blood and turned into the three ancient tribes. Among these three thousand blood, there may be nine drops of blood in his heart. The aura of the ancient tribe contained in it is extremely strong. You may have been transformed by the nine drops of blood condensed from their bodies after the palm master and others from outside the world killed countless ancient tribes in these endless years!

Even so, you have only condensed eight drops now!" Wang Lin's eyes showed light. After licking the other party's drop of blood, he analyzed it in his mind. Until now, he had already made some sure.

At the moment when the three ancient tribes and the lonely figure of Gu Ye approached Wang Lin, there were seven star dots between Wang Lin's eyebrows, all the ancient demons and demons on the left and right eyes rotated rapidly.

As they rotated, as they continued to merge in their bodies, the ancient Taoist aura that belonged to him suddenly burst out. The moment the aura spread, behind Wang Lin, the ancient Taoist head that had no left eye appeared directly!

This is a life-and-death battle between the ancient Taoist inheritance and the son transformed from the blood in his heart. If Wang Lin wins, he can absorb everything from the other party, that is, the eight drops of ancient Taoist essence and blood!

These eight drops of essence and blood are likely to condense the eighth ancient god star point on Wang Lin’s body! It can also increase the ancient demon and ancient demon star point again!
Chapter completed!