Chapter 983 Heart of Tiger and Wolf

Lin Lang held the pink orb in his hand and inspected it carefully, but found nothing abnormal, and there was no life fluctuation at all.

That is to say, Gu Xia is completely dead, but for some unknown reason, he will condense into a sphere after death.

It's not that Lin Lang has never killed the Bone Race. Generally speaking, as long as the fire of life dissipates, the Bone Race monks are basically declared dead, let alone condensed into a ball.

The only possibility is that Gu Xia has an unusual origin, and is very likely to be different from other Bone Race.

This round bead can be kept, and I will study it when I have time.

Even though he couldn't feel the fluctuation of Guxia's life, Lin Lang was still worried. After setting up several prohibitions, he put it into the space spirit ring.

And his move.

It made the members of the Bone Race who were watching the battle anxious, and immediately a Bone Race quasi-talented person jumped out.

"Hand over Gu Xia, or die."

The quasi-holy son of the Bone Race spoke coldly.

"Have you forgotten who killed Gu Xia? Or do you think there is room for peace talks between me and the Bone Race?"

Lin Lang looked at the latter as if he were mentally retarded.

"If you don't pay, you will die!"

This Bone Race quasi-Tianjiao was not a talkative person, and after he finished speaking, he had already attacked Lin Lang.

Lin Lang had just killed Gu Xia, and he was in a state of great fighting spirit. He took a step forward, flipped his palms, and urged the Golden Elephant Fist, and instantly punched thirty-six punches.

Looking around, the sky was full of dense fist shadows. Even though the Bone Race Tianjiao was on guard, Lin Lang's fist was too fast, and he could barely resist it.

Boom boom boom!

Thirty-six punches landed in the blink of an eye, and the Bone Race Tianjiao who hit him took a big step back. He only had the power to parry and was unable to fight back.

Lin Lang chased after him, and the power of the Golden Elephant Fist was fully unfolded. Each punch was more ferocious than the next. The hot fist was like a volcano erupting, with immeasurable power.

This Bone Race quasi-Tianjiao retreated again and again, until Lin Lang's sixty-seventh punch landed, he had already been thrown heavily, like a kite with a broken string, smashing a huge deep hole in the ground.

They are both quasi-holy child level geniuses, but there is still a certain difference in combat power. For example, the Bone Race genius in front of him belongs to the weakest quasi-holy son level, and he can only reach this level.

And those like Gu Luan are already infinitely close to the Son of God, and can even fight against the Son of God for a period of time.

This is the gap.

Of course, it is not so easy to step up to the level of the Holy Child. The level of the quasi-Holy Child is the limit level of the physical body, supernatural powers, and avenues that can reach the realm of the Immortal King.

However, Shengzi is comprehensive in all aspects, each of which has been cultivated to the extreme of the realm of the fairy king. Some talents are already destined, and they cannot be promoted by burying their heads in hard work.

The only thing that can be improved in the process of penance is spirituality and opportunity.

...

until now.

The quasi-holy son of the Bone Race suffered serious injuries, and only then did he regain his senses.

He finally realized that Lin Lang's ability to kill Gu Xia was not due to his strength. Although he was ranked among the best in the Bone Race, he was still far behind a master like Gu Xia and Lin Lang.

"Hand over Guxia."

The quasi-holy son of the Bone Race still said the same thing, but his eyes were already full of vigilance and he stared at Lin Lang, he didn't make another move, but just confronted him from a distance.

Although there is a gap between him and Lin Lang, but they are both masters of this level, at least the difference in combat power is not that big.

Defeating him is not something that can be done in a short while, not to mention, anything can happen in a life-and-death fight, killing and being counter-killed are even more common.

He was afraid of Lin Lang's strength in his heart, but he didn't have much fear. He hoped to take this opportunity to let the masters of the Ming clan put pressure on Lin Lang.

"Guxia is the pride of our Bone Clan, so what she left behind after her death should naturally be inherited by us and sent back to my hometown."

Another quasi-sage of bones spoke, and while speaking, he had already jumped off the cliff and stood opposite Lin Lang, as if he would shoot if he disagreed.

"If you don't want to die, give us the beads." The quasi-sage sons of the Yan Luo clan, the Raksha clan and other clans also spoke up, threatening Lin Lang.

Their numbers occupy an absolute advantage, nearly ten quasi-holy sons of the underworld speak at the same time, even if a holy son stands here, it is impossible to ignore it.

Anyone other than Lin Lang would have compromised by this time.

But Lin Lang didn't, he just stared coldly at the people opposite, it was really impossible, at least he still had a way to get out, so he wouldn't worry too much.

"How about this, you hand over the orb to me, these Mingzu monks will not dare to embarrass you, I will protect you from death, how about it?"

A chuckle came from the top of the mountain, and it was Feng Rui, the Protoss Tianjiao who spoke. After the Bone Race's death, only the spirit and soul are broken, and the bones collapse. How can there be such a situation as Guxia.

So he guessed that there must be a secret in the round bead, maybe Guxia is a different kind of Taoist.

The gods are powerful, and they are faintly called the most powerful race other than the human race in the fairy world. Most of the time, they are monks from other races who only follow the gods.

The weight of his words can be imagined.

"It's a joke, why should I give you the things I got from killing people? If you want to, go and kill a few Bone Races." Lin Lang sneered, staring at the rest of the people proudly.

The Protoss group is obviously taking advantage of the fire to rob, and they are all monks in the fairy world, so it's fine if they don't stand up for the same camp in the face of the Nadir.

Instead, he took the opportunity to ask for treasures, even if such a thing falls on someone

It won't be fun, let alone the other party is the protoss he is hostile to.

"You really don't think about it anymore. Isn't it just a bead? Give it to us. You can make friends with us and save your own life. Why not do it?"

The Immortal King Yanyan from the Yan Clan also followed suit. He has always maintained a very good relationship with the quasi-sage son of the Protoss Clan, so he naturally wanted to help him out.

Both races have always worn a pair of trousers.

"The annoying guys really got together." Lin Lang sneered and didn't speak.

The Protoss has always had such a superior attitude. Dealing with anyone is like giving alms, which is disgusting.

But in front of him, it wasn't a deal at all. The crowd was full of tigers and wolves, and everyone was thinking about how to swallow him up.

A cold light flashed in Feng Rui's eyes, and Lin Lang's ignoring attitude also made him quite unhappy, and he was about to explode.

"Are you guys trying to fight?"

Su Wei smiled suddenly, and said: "Everyone came to witness this battle with their own eyes. Now that the victory or defeat is clear, how come the Bone Race has swept away their face, and they still have to bully the less."

"Do you still want face?"

"If you can't beat them, you want to beat them up. If that's the case, we, the Tianjiao in the fairy world, won't just sit idly by."

Immediately afterwards, another master of the quasi-holy child level of the fairy world spoke. At this time, Feng Rui saw that Su Wei had already represented the Immortal Realm team, and felt unhappy, but he also knew that now was not the time to attack, so he could only endure it first.

If you talk nonsense at this time, if you return to the fairyland, you will be drowned by the spit star.

"We are here to kill him, what are the rules?" Tianjiao from the underworld side sneered.

"If you bully the few with more, the fairy world will not sit idly by. Everyone can take this opportunity to experience the strength of the monks in the underworld. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to improve their ranking on the list of immortals."

Su Wei said with a smile, the group of people behind him had already released their cultivation bases, their fighting spirit was boiling, and they might strike at any time.

Right now, Lin Lang's problem has not been resolved, and the underworld naturally does not want to have a large-scale conflict at this time, and will only let Lin Lang escape while taking advantage of the chaos. One of the quasi-sage sons of the Yan Luo clan snorted coldly.

"So what do you say?" he asked.

Su Wei opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer. But no matter what, as a fellow human race, he couldn't just watch his fellow race being bullied.

"I have a suggestion here." Immortal King Yan Yan suddenly interjected: "The underworld will send another person to fight this Bone Race hunter fairly."

"It's reasonable for you to take away the orb if you win, and obey the rules obediently if you lose, fight wherever you come from, whatever."

Immortal King Yanyan seemed to be speaking for Lin Lang, but in fact he was cruel. He pushed Lin Lang to the front of the stage and roasted him on the fire, forcing him to agree to the proposal.

Lin Lang has just experienced two battles, and he is not at his peak in terms of combat power or state. Next, the underworld will inevitably send stronger fighters to participate in the battle, and the risk factor will be greatly increased.

Simultaneously.

Whether he wins or loses, he is betting on Lin Lang, and it will not affect him at all. If he wins, Lin Lang will not get any benefits, but if he loses, he will lose his life.

Sinister intentions!

"It makes sense. Since it's his grievance with the underworld, it's okay for both sides to fight fairly." Feng Rui smiled. This so-called fair fight is not fair at all.

"Yes, it's about the honor and disgrace of the monks in the underworld, whoever will kill him."

This suggestion is also a very appropriate method for the underworld side, and they will naturally agree.

But the problem is.

Who to send?

Everyone is a genius at the quasi-holy son level, and there is not much difference in strength. They have also seen Lin Lang's combat power in the previous two battles, and it is by no means the kind that everyone can control.

It's okay to kill Lin Lang, but who has the confidence? What if he fails and gets killed, what if Lin Lang escapes?

Wouldn't it be a failure by then?

No one is willing to gamble with their own lives, let alone this matter has little to do with them.

"Naturally, the Bone Race will fight. Today's battle is all due to the grievances between the Bone Race and him. It is unreasonable for us to intervene rashly."

A Tianjiao of the Raksha clan said.

Here.

The quasi-holy sons of the Bone Race were also dumbfounded, not because they were not confident in themselves, but because it was really too difficult to kill monks of the same realm.

After half a minute, no one took the initiative to stand up, even if it was the Bone Race's own team, they couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Right now.

A gray beam of light struck from the horizon, and in the gray beam was a Bone Race man with good cultivation.

Before the people arrived, the voice came first.

"Let me kill him!"

The Bone Race cultivator quickly stood still, staring at Lin Lang full of murderous intent. This person is none other than Gu Luan who drove all the way from Fuyunhai.

The two had a deep feud, and he came here specifically to kill Lin Lang on this trip!