Chapter 467 Desperate Squad

Those three bright attacks seemed to cross endless space, break through all obstacles, and landed on Lin Lang like a broken bamboo. Even in Lin Lang's heyday, Lin Lang didn't dare to fight back with his physical body, let alone being attacked by the Son of Light now.

The three attacks were extremely dazzling for a while, but everyone knew that after the attack was truly dropped, there would be an astonishingly talented and powerful person who fell.

Rumble!

Three attacks fell, the sky shook, and the wind raged like a doomsday scene.

"Did you die?" Everyone had different thoughts, and they all looked up at the sky at the moment. Under such a strong siege, let alone Lin Youye, even a person like the Son of Light would perish.

At that high place in the sky, where Lin Lang was originally, now there are only three people left, including the great wizard. However, the next moment, their pupils shrank suddenly.

In the sky, there was actually a pool of water hanging in the air, and then countless water droplets rolled, and the atomized water vapor also began to condense, converging towards the pool from all directions.

In the hazy mist, a handsome figure slowly emerged.

"Pfft." Lin Lang's figure suddenly emerged from the pool, spit out a mouthful of water, his hair was still wet, and there were still crystal drops of water on his shoulders and forehead.

The pool in the sky dispersed, Lin Lang's face turned pale, but his figure appeared intact in everyone's sight. Of course, it wasn't completely intact in the true sense. The wound stabbed by Son of Light Lingyu before still existed, and blood was still dripping down.

It was only at the very last moment that Lin Lang launched the hydration secret technique to avoid the fatal blow. However, it was not without cost, the water mist evaporated at that moment was exactly the same as the blood essence in his body.

Incarnation of water is not a move that can avoid attacks infinitely. At this moment, his face was slightly pale, his clothes were torn, and the wounds that were deep into the flesh and blood were even more obvious at first glance.

But he is still alive.

The sword had already been soaked by his spiritual consciousness, and with a thought in his mind at this moment, the broken sword returned to his hand with a wave of his hand.

"Come to fight!" At this moment, Lin Lang was holding the sword in one hand, and his fighting spirit remained undiminished. He gently raised his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the three gods, with a clear sense of provocation.

Everyone can see that the rune chains on his ankles are still tightly attached to the flesh, even though he has died once, the rune chains are still tightly wound like tarsal maggots. The difficulty of the great wizard's spell can be seen in general.

The breeze was blowing, and the tattered clothes rattled. Even though there were dozens of wounds on his body, the arrogant sword-wielding figure still didn't care.

What style!

Everyone looked at the fighting figure, and all fell silent at this moment. Even if Lin Youye died in this battle, it would be enough to leave his name in history. After all, this was a joint siege by three current gods, and the Son of Light's attack was not very glorious.

At this moment, Lin Lang's eyes were narrow, like a peerless swordsman who is invincible in the world. He lightly raised his hand, pointed the broken sword at the Son of Light, and picked it up.

"He is going to challenge the Son of Light together!" Everyone's minds were full of shock. Just the great wizard and the three of them are enough to put Lin Lang in a life-and-death crisis, and he even took the initiative to provoke the Son of Light, is he crazy? !

The Son of Light was silent for a moment, then suddenly flew up, the wide wings behind his back trembling endlessly: "Since you want to seek death, I will help you."

There was even a hint of anger in Son of Light's tone, which is undoubtedly rare for the Son of Light who has always existed in the image of an angel who does not eat fireworks on earth.

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see?" Lin Lang sneered. The Son of Light kept silent and just moved forward silently. In any case, his reputation was ruined today.

"Lin Youye!"

At this moment, there was a shout in the sky that shook the sky, followed by a dark cloud that floated from the sky, almost covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and the brilliance of the sun was completely cut off.

In that piece of black cloud, there was a gloomy air, exuding a palpitating coercion. Even a strong man like Son of Light couldn't help but feel suffocated.

"This kind of coercion..."

Roman Stanislav's complexion changed, and it took him a long time to speak with difficulty: "This is a mid-level powerhouse in the God Realm."

Intermediate God Realm!

The Divine Realm is like a natural barrier to many warriors, and the middle-level Divine Realm is even more so. After entering the God Realm, every step above is extremely difficult to break through. There are more than a dozen people who have reached the thirty-third level of the God Realm, but it is the first time that the middle level of the God Realm has appeared.

Those strong men have been concentrating on seclusion all the time, in order to hit a higher level, so there is almost no news of their birth. Even though there were rumors about the burial of immortals, none of these people chose to show up, nor did Wang Gucheng and those in Kunlun.

This shows the rarity of middle-level gods.

And the strong man in the black cloud in front of him is the strong man of that realm! The great wizard frowned, as if to verify some speculation, he said: "Your Excellency is the Patriarch of Heishan, I see that your breath is somewhat familiar."

"Exactly!"

A voice slowly came from the black mist, and the black clouds resonated with it. "In the past, you were afraid that I would attack you, so you carved a phantom array in Nuya City early on, and ecstasy me for a whole month. I sat in the sky of Nuya City like an idiot for several months."

"But have you ever thought that I broke your trap, not only let me get out of it, but did you ever think that your phantom formation would allow me to understand all kinds of things in this life, and break through smoothly like a middle-level god. Speaking of which, I I also want to thank you." The ancestor of Heishan spoke calmly, without a trace of anger.

Someone's eyes flickered, and it turned out that Lin Youye had won the battle in the Golden Triangle by chance.

win. But judging from the combat power displayed today, it is almost the same as that at that time.

Roman Stanislav's wolf paws were put away for the time being. The three of them went to the Golden Triangle together in the past, and he had a very clear memory of this period. Time flies, but the Patriarch of Heishan got a blessing in disguise and successfully broke into the middle level of God Realm.

He didn't know how the ancestor of Heishan treated Lin Lang, so he didn't continue to make a move. In the sky, the ancestor of Heishan was still stating the past, listing the past one by one.

Suddenly, he changed the subject and said: "You have done me a favor, so I want to thank you, and the reward is to send you to die." The sinister laughter of the ancestor of Heishan spread all over the world: "But I disdain to do it myself, so first let these old friends who are at the beginning of the nerves play with you."

"What a reward. I wanted to find you to settle the score after I settled this matter, but I didn't expect you to come to my door and kill me." Lin Lang said indifferently.

"There are so many things you didn't expect, and what you didn't expect is that I will break through the divine realm with the help of your formation." The ancestor of Heishan was not angry at all. It seems that breaking through the mid-stage of the divine realm made him feel better a hundred times.

The gods just shook their heads silently, even with a somewhat sarcastic expression. Lin Youye avoided fighting at the beginning, and temporarily trapped Patriarch Heishan with crooked methods such as the sleepy array, but he never thought of lifting a stone to drop himself in the foot.

It can only be said that it is self-inflicted.

The arrival of the ancestor of Heishan today is destined to come for revenge. The weight of a mid-level God Realm is much heavier than a few beginner God Realm.

"Lin Youye is doomed to perish today, pity this once-in-a-hundred-year genius." The Killer God didn't hold any hope anymore, at this moment, there is no solution to this situation!

Lin Lang remained unmoved, and only listened to him say lightly: "What about the mid-level of the divine realm? It's just a lucky breakthrough, and it's still a stronger waste."

Intermediate God Realm! Stronger trash!

The combination of the two adjectives is so shocking. Most of the people around were dumbfounded, and couldn't believe how confident Lin Lang had to say this, most of them were even joking.

"When death is imminent, do you still use your tongue?" Baqi Tengshe sneered. The combination of the three Dark Titans before was enough for Lin Lang to drink a pot, and even beheaded him once, not to mention that now there is a strong middle-level god-level powerhouse sitting in charge.

Lin Youye is sure to die!

Sure enough, there was a violent tumbling in the black cloud, obviously like the mood of the ancestor of Heishan at this moment. He only heard him speak lightly: "Do you want to provoke me to do something, and then die by my hands to become wise? I will not give you this chance."

Then, a withered hand stretched out from the black cloud, pointing at the Son of Light and the other four: "You four obey my orders, go up to me and kill this arrogant boy."

The Patriarch Heishan didn't do it directly, because he disdain, disdain to attack a mere elementary god. If Lin Youye died at his hands, the world would probably add a sentence next to Lin Youye's epitaph, saying that he can only be killed in the mid-stage of the God Realm if he can compete with the God Realm with a mere cultivation of the Transformation Realm.

He didn't want to use himself to achieve Lin Youye's reputation. At this moment, from countless eyes, the Son of Light and others also looked at Lin Lang.

There are four famous gods in the front, and a mid-level god in the back, watching covetously, even if your cultivation is unrivaled, how can you shake the sky? !

This is a game of death!