Chapter 1656 Rescue Wu Ling'er, the Strong Warrior of the Zhanyu Clan

Chapter 1656 Rescue Wu Ling'er, the strong warrior of the Zhanyu clan

The strong man of the Golden Crow tribe turned into a great sun, illuminating the universe.

In Wu Ling'er's hand, a Golden Crow Holy Sword also appeared, ready to meet the enemy at this moment.

"Friend Lin, back away."

Wu Ling'er protected Lin Yue, and said solemnly.

Her black hair gradually turned fiery red, because of the explosion of her own breath, dancing, although it is the cultivation level of the early stage of the ancient immortal, but with the holy sword of the half-step immortal, she can barely fight against the strong of the late ancient immortal.

She killed in front of a Rain Clan strongman.

Looking back at Lin Yue who was still calm, she couldn't help feeling proud that she had absolute confidence in her own strength.

She was guessing that Lin Yue must be surprised at this time.

"Boy, you've been underestimated."

Lu Yu came to Lin Yue's side.

Lu Yu's physique is very special. Although he has no cultivation base, he used the Golden Crow Divine Fire to heal his injuries in the past, so he is also immune to the sky fire here.

He made fun of Lin Yue.

Seeing the battle between the Jinwu clan and the two clans, he didn't plan to take action immediately, he had to check the situation first.

A great war broke out, but because of the existence of Tianhuo, the strength of many strong men here was restricted.

They all need the protection of the magic weapon of the immortal, otherwise they may be injured under the sky fire.

Moreover, both the Yu Clan and the Stone Spirit Clan came prepared, and they brought the fairy artifacts of the clan, which suppressed the Golden Crow clan's fairy artifacts, and this also made the situation of the Golden Crow clan even more threatening.

Wu Ling'er's body was full of energy, but her realm was still at the early stage of ancient immortality.

The half-step Immortal Venerable Holy Sword in his hand was also suppressed by the Immortal Venerable's magic weapon, and its power was greatly reduced.

"The third successor of the Golden Crow has come. If you are killed, the strength of the Golden Crow will be greatly reduced in the years to come."

The late ancient immortal strongman among the Yu clan was smiling at this moment.

His figure became transparent, and the heavy rain poured down, causing the fire here to be extinguished for a while.

"snort."

Wu Ling'er snorted coldly.

The holy sword in his hand emitted a blazing flame, killing towards the strong Rain Clan.

Although the Yu Clan powerhouse spoke with ease and composure, he was not careless when facing Wu Ling'er who was holding the half-step Immortal Venerable Magical Artifact.

His figure merged into the heavy rain.

The rain, which seemed weak, became fierce at this moment.

As if it had turned into countless sky knives, it fell towards Wu Ling'er.

The rain was dense, even though Wu Ling'er used the holy sword to defend and cut the rain into fine powder, but the rain did not disappear, but adhered to Wu Ling'er's body.

Runes are intertwined on it, allowing its figure to be gradually restricted.

Rainwater seeps in everywhere.

Here is the ultimate move of the Yu Clan, Wu Ling'er's figure is convulsed, and blood gradually oozes from the pores, looking a bit miserable.

"Even if the strength of the ancient immortal is supplemented by artifacts, do you think he can fight me?"

The rainwater that seeped into Wu Ling'er's body gradually condensed and turned into half of the body of the Rain Clan strongman, attached to Wu Ling'er's back, which looked strange and inexplicable.

He pinched Wu Ling'er's neck, imprisoning her figure.

The rainwater between the sky and the earth quickly condensed into a heavenly knife, which wanted to kill Wu Ling'er.

"court death!"

Wu Ling'er gave a soft scold, held the holy sword upside down, and slashed behind her.

"Ling'er!"

The bloated sixth uncle of the Jinwu tribe couldn't help being shocked when he saw what was going on with Wu Ling'er.

He broke free from the shackles, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Golden Crow Divine Fire erupted, surged, and struck towards the Heavenly Saber.

But because he was distracted to help Wu Ling'er, he was also attacked by the Stone Spirit Clan, and half of his body was almost petrified.

After struggling to eliminate this force, he couldn't help coughing up blood.

The collision of the Heavenly Knife and the Golden Crow Divine Fire caused terrifying fluctuations, and the earth was torn apart.

Wu Ling'er cut open the strong Rain Clan man attached to her body, and she was affected and flew upside down, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, looking very miserable.

A strong member of the Rain Clan appeared in the heavy rain, and looked at Wu Ling'er indifferently, not wanting to give her any chance. The heavy rain condensed again and was about to kill Wu Ling'er.

"Ling'er!"

Sixth Uncle was shocked, because of the attack just now, he himself had suffered heavy injuries, and he had no way to turn around.

Uncle Qi also turned his gaze to this side. He was restrained by the two magic tools of the immortal, and he couldn't move away for a while.

Wu Ling'er stood up with difficulty, but the aura on her body had become very weak, and she was about to die under the sword of heaven.

boom--

The black and golden blood is vertical and horizontal.

Wu Ling'er couldn't bear the blazing breath, until she opened her eyes a moment later, and saw a slender figure appearing in front of her.

She was surprised, and it was hard to imagine that a thin-looking figure had such a terrifying blood.

Lin Yue stood in front of him, and after smashing the sky knife with his fist, his breath was not affected in any way, and he stood calmly on the spot.

"Friend Lin Daoist...thank you."

Wu Linger was speechless.

She knew that Lin Yue and him were in the same age of the ancient immortals.

In the early stage, although his talent was terrifying, he never thought that he would have such power that he could compete against the late stage Gu Immortal without defeat.

Wu Ling'er was surprised, but when she thought of the thoughts in her mind just now, she was a little ridiculous for a while.

It turned out that his pride was nothing more than that in front of Lin Yue.

It's no wonder that Lin Yue can keep calm all the time, even in the face of so many strong late-stage ancient immortals, he still hasn't changed his color.

"Go and rest and heal."

Lin Yue didn't turn his head, and said calmly, he looked directly at the strong rain clan man who had manifested his figure in the heavy rain.

He agreed to the terms of the Golden Crow Clan, and now that he was on a boat, he naturally couldn't see the members of the Golden Crow Clan falling into it.

Otherwise, when the time comes, how will he get the divine bow.

Wu Ling'er's eyes hesitated, but her current state was no longer able to support the battle.

"Friend Lin, take the holy sword."

Wu Linger said kindly.

Lin Yue shook his head, and the Emperor Sword appeared in his hand.

"Just protect yourself with the holy sword."

With that said, Lin Yue has come to the high sky.

The aura on his body was terrifying, and black thunder was faintly intertwined around him.

The supreme demonic energy has not been truly refined by Lin Yue, so it is fused into his blood at this time, and it is still black and looks strange.

"Among the Golden Crow Clan, are there still strong men hidden?"

The strong man of the Yu Clan manifested his figure, his eyes were strange, and he said, "In the early stage of the ancient immortal?"

The superposition of time and space appeared on Lin Yue.

He wanted to kill this Rain Clan expert as quickly as possible.

It can be seen that Lin Yue's figure is somewhat illusory, as if there are phantoms superimposed on his body, and then quickly solidified.

The power of terror is intertwined on it.

boom--

Lin Yue slashed out with a sword, and the strong man of the Rain Clan changed color. He didn't shake hard, but blended his figure into the rain.

A large amount of rainwater was cut off with all the strength, turned into mist and dissipated.

Then, in Lin Yue's eyes, Yuhuo and Zunbing appeared, and wherever he looked, the rainwater was frozen and burned.

The figure of the strong Yu clan was forced out, his eyes were cold, and he said: "I have used the forbidden technique to strengthen my strength, how long can you hold it?"

He was already startled, how could a monk in the early stage of ancient immortality have such power?

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"Try all you can."

Lin Yue spoke indifferently.

The rain here had been evaporated dry, making it difficult to get close to Lin Yue's figure.