Chapter 690

Seeing Lin Tian rush out of the ghost fire unharmed, not only some ordinary monks change color, but even the young supreme of the ant tribe is moved. Then, the cold light in his eyes becomes colder and more pressing.

"Little ant, have some strength!"

The voice is icy cold, the young supreme of ant tribe strides forward again, and the fluctuation of Yougu spirit fire becomes more terrible.

With a click, the nearby void is directly burned and collapsed, and the sword that Lin Tian chopped is also broken in a flash.

"Is the little ant scolding yourself?"

Lin Tian is sarcastic.

Outside his body, the golden light flickered, and the light of the lightsaber in his hand became more intense.

You Gu Ling fire is really terrible, which makes him scared. This kind of fire can really destroy the strong. If it wasn't for the sun's Heart Sutra to protect his body and the Pharmacopoeia's magic to dissolve it, he would be in trouble when encountering this kind of fire.

The eyes of the young and supreme ant tribe are like swords. It's freezing and biting. The light sabers are interwoven with the bones and fire.

Lin Tianleng hum, step out, hand light sword raised a Yang.

"Keng!"

The sword roared like a flood and defeated all the soldiers on the spot.

He fought with the young supreme of the ant tribe. The whole space was shaking and the swords were killing off. There were constant collisions.

The young and supreme eyes of the ant tribe are dense, and the Demon power is as strong as the sea, as if it were a peerless demon God: "your teeth are sharp and your mouth is sharp, except for this, you are nothing!"

"What's special about your smelly ants besides how many legs?"

Lin Tian sneers.

A huge shadow appeared behind him. The great white immortal Wang Aoshu was sacrificed and photographed directly in front of him.

The young and supreme ant clan has bloodthirsty eyes, and the skeleton fire burns everything. They use the magic of the ant clan to press against Lin Tian.

"Boom!"

They fought and collided with each other, but in a short time, no one could do anything.

"This..."

"Who is this pretty boy? Unexpectedly, unexpectedly... Against the young supremacy of the ant tribe? "

"Another young supremacy?"

"I haven't heard of him before!"

"I really haven't heard of such a number one person before. This is the new rising young strong man?"

The crowd was shocked.

These people thought that Lin Tian would be killed soon, but they didn't expect that Lin Tian completely resisted the young supremacy of the ant tribe and could fight with each other head on without losing.

"Is this boy from a big family?"

"He's a human, with a golden awn. He can resist the spirit fire of the bones. Is he... Is he exerting the holy light?"?! Is it the descendant of the Holy Light clan? "

"No! The holy light is pure white

Some people shake their heads and say no.

Not far away, the other three young supremacies are also really changing color. It's incredible to look at Lin Tian, who is covered with golden awns. This sudden young human, who has never heard of before, can actually fight with the young supremacy of the ant tribe.

"Boom!"

In front of the constant confrontation, dark light and golden God mang constantly collision, friction out a dazzling lightning.

The young supremacy of the ant tribe gradually put away the fire of Yougu spirit and used other secret techniques to attack. The black spirit enveloped all around.

Lin Tian's face is cold. With the development of his divine skill, he turns the sword of Jiuquan into a magic one and swings forward in his hand.

It was a big collision. The violent air swept around and made both sides retreat a lot.

Just at this time, a dull hum like beating a drum sounded. Fan Yingxiong rushed out and bullied the young supreme of the ant tribe like a hill. His huge fist pressed down: "dog, I'll kill you!"

"Dong!"

The space vibrates, directly smashes a large area, the terrible momentum creeps people to hear, and makes the crowd tremble fiercely.

The young and supreme ant clan is fighting with Lin Tian. Now he is suddenly pushed forward by fan Yingxiong and can only offer a magic power of ant clan to resist.

"Dong!"

With a sound of surprise, fan Yingxiong's fists were as powerful as a bolt, smashing the young and supreme magic power of the ant tribe on the spot, and then fell steadily on the other side's chest.

With a bang, the young ant tribe coughed up blood. Half of his body was almost smashed, and he rolled more than ten feet away.

This blow shocked everyone in this place again.

"One blow, blow away the young supremacy of the ant tribe?"

"Well, this young man is not only fierce in words! That one, that one... It's, it's... "

"It's so abnormal. The flesh, the road, and the strong are just like that?"

"Although the barbarians are good at flesh, it's too exaggerated!"

"Terrible barbarian!"

Many people are thrilled.

Rao is the other three young supremacies. He is also looking sideways at this moment. He is obviously shocked by fan Yingxiong's body.

At this time, only Lin Tian was not surprised. He looked as usual. He knew that fan Yingxiong's physical terror was almost no weaker than him.

"Roar!"

A roar like a fierce beast came out, shaking the void.

The young supreme of the ant tribe rushes up again. The black demon light flashes all over the body, and the injured body is quickly repaired. Morin's cruel eyes sweep fan Yingxiong and Lin Tian: "you two, both of you, will turn into blood mud, and become the food in the belly of the king!"

Boom, dark demon light more thick, shocking.

"Hum!"

Lin Tianleng hum, step out, the Jiuquan sword in his hand becomes more solid, blooming the immortal light of killing.

"Brother Lin, together! Kill the dog

Cried fan Yingxiong.

Fan Yingxiong was a big man. He was like a hill again.

"Dong!"

With a simple punch, fan Yingxiong waved his right hand and directly crushed the space. The terrible physical force made everyone in this place swallow saliva.

The young supremacy of the ant tribe is in a bad mood. Lin Tian needs him to do his best. Now fan Yingxiong comes to assist him, which makes him feel a little embarrassed. He is chopped by Lin Tian and swept away.

"Cough!"

The young ant tribe coughs up blood and has a bloody chest.

Lin Tian's eyes are indifferent, and his Liangyi steps flash and approach in an instant. He splits down with the power of Jiuquan holy sword, which is evolved from Tianyan divine skill. It seems that he is really a holy soldier. When the young and supreme ant clan has not yet stood firm, he sweeps it out again, bringing out a large amount of dazzling blood light.

"Bang!"

Fan Yingxiong approached, his fist pressed down, and fell on the young supreme chest of the ant tribe, with a clear sound of bone fragmentation.

"This..."

"The young supreme of the ant tribe was beaten by those two people?"

"Should, should not be..."

Many people tremble.

"Roar!"

The roar is loud, and the black light outside the body of the young supreme ant tribe rushes to the sky. The whole person seems to be crazy. A huge ant shadow appears on the body surface, and presses the approaching fan hero, and the black demon light comes from all directions.

In a flash, a wave of extremely cold waves swept out, so that the temperature of this space began to decrease again.

"The art of killing gods and ants of the ant tribe?"

"It's said that it can devour everything. It's the killing skill of the ant tribe. It's more terrible than the ghost fire!"

"If it's entangled, it's all over!"

The crowd changed color.

Fan Yingxiong roared, his fists glowed, happily and fearlessly, smashed the void with a thump, and roared to the young supremacy of the ant tribe.

In the distance, Lin Tian's eyes coagulated, staring at the huge ant shadow held up by the young supreme of the ant tribe, and felt a terrible wave in it. Even now, he can't help but jump for it. This kind of skill is absolutely not that fan Yingxiong can resist with his simple body!

In a flash, he just appeared behind fan Yingxiong. He grabbed fan Yingxiong's back collar and threw it directly behind him. He took the place of fan Yingxiong in front of him. Jiuquan holy sword, which evolved from the divine skill of Tianyan, cut straight down and cut toward the huge ant shadow in front of him.

"Is this what you call friendship? Are you going to die for him? " The young and supreme eyes of the ant tribe: "then I'll kill you first!" With a bang, the ant shadow immediately corrodes Lin Tian's Jiuquan holy sword. Then, the ant shadow is like boundless darkness, covering Lin Tian in an instant.

"Bad!"

"Covered by the killing skills of the ant tribe, it's hopeless!"

"It's over!"

The crowd changed color.

Fan Yingxiong's face also changed wildly: "brother Lin!"

With a loud roar, fan Yingxiong rushed over.

"Turn into pus!"

The young and supreme eyes of the ant tribe are dense.

However, at the next moment, the huge ant shadow that he sacrificed started to disintegrate.

"Hum!"

The silver light twinkles, and the four images above Lin Tian's head rush out of the ant shadow killing technique, pushing the young and supreme of the ant tribe.

"This?"

"How can he... Break the ant clan's killing skill?"

"I, am I blinded?"

The crowd was shocked.

Lin Tian uses four elephants to seal and smash part of the ant shadow. His eyes are cold and indifferent. At this time, Jiuquan holy sword was annihilated. Without a sword in his hand, he directly grasped his right fist and simply pressed down on the young supreme of the ant tribe.

"Dong!"

With a startling roar, the space in front collapsed on the spot, and the space crack extended like a spider web.

The young and supreme of the ant tribe changed color and quickly offered a powerful Chinese immortal.

"Ha!"

Arc after arc intertwined in the end of Lin Tianquan, where nothing can be kept in good condition, ant tribe young supreme sacrifice of the medium-grade immortal on the spot was blown apart.

After that, Lin Tian's boxing power continued to grow, almost crushing the air and steadily falling on the young and supreme chest of the ant tribe.

"Poof!"

The young supreme of the ant tribe coughed up blood, and his chest was sunken on the spot. With a bang, he flew tens of feet away, only a little blood floating in the void.

At this time, the crowd trembled.

"This, this, this..."

"He, his fist is more terrible than that barbarian!"

"My God, he looks so beautiful, how can he have such terrible physical strength?"

The crowd was horrified. Just now, fan Yingxiong's body has made them palpitating, but at this time, Lin Tian's body makes them even more shocked. That punch really destroys everything, as if it could shatter everything.

"So... So strong!"

Rao Shifan Yingxiong also widens his eyes and stares at Lin Tian in surprise. His eyes are full of shock.

Lin Tian's face is indifferent, and Liang Yi moves towards the young supremacy of the ant tribe. He doesn't want to give the other party a chance to adjust.

However, at the next moment, a roar like a fierce ghost suddenly came out from the depth of the ruins, and a faint seven color light flashed away, which made him stop and look to the depth.