At this time, Zhang jiuchen and his eldest son Claude stand together and look at Lin Yin with solemn eyes. At this time, they no longer dare to regard Lin Yin as a dish.

Lin Yin's fighting power just now is beyond their ability to resist.

"You two, let's fight together!"

Claude had some helplessness. He wanted to kill Lin Yin to the thirteen elders, but he didn't expect that Galdan died here. After he went back, he would not escape the accountability.

"Good!" Zhang jiuchen's body was full of thunder and his eyes were full of dignity.

The eldest son looked like a torch, pointed to the sky with one hand, and said solemnly:

"Lin Yin, if you want you to give up the secret you have mastered, or share the skills with us, I can swear here that I will let you go and never stop you. What I want is to live forever, and I don't want to be your enemy."

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yin stood in the air, suddenly chuckled, shook his head and said: "eldest son, eldest son, do you think I'm a fool? It's not so easy for me to talk about peace now when I've been killing my heart just now? "

"Lao Daochi has lived for 150 years and refined his martial arts. He has entered the middle stage of the divine realm, but his long life is still far away. If he doesn't work hard today, he will be a handful of loess in a few decades. Now the road of eternal life is in front of us. What if we fight to death? What's more, the three of us are not necessarily Lin Yin's opponents! "

The eldest son sighed, but the light in his eyes was more and more prosperous.

"You may not be enough!"

Lin Yin's eyes swept the crowd with disdain.

At this time, although his fighting power is less than 60% of that at the peak, the eldest son can't stop him. Although the eldest son is also in the middle of the divine realm, he's not very good at killing. Zhang jiuchen's strength is too weak, and he can deal with it easily. Although Claude didn't show his strength, he couldn't stop Liu shengzongyan's last sword just now, so his strength is not good It's too much more than the first child.

However, the two gods who have not yet appeared do not know whether they are enemies or friends. This is the biggest threat.

"If you're an opponent, you'll know if you've played!"

Zhang jiuchen hummed coldly.

He was also a man who suppressed an era. At this time, it was the peak of the early divine realm. Although he was not as good as Lin Yin just now, Lin Yin was no longer in the peak state. He didn't believe that Lin Yin could still fight with a blow just like a meteor.

"Lin Yin, as long as you hand over your skills, we'll turn around and go. We'll never be enemies with you again!" The eldest son sighed.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yin's eyes show sarcasm.

Liu Shengzong Yandu has eliminated an enemy for him. Is he worse than Liu Shengzong? It is not certain who will win or lose today?

If he is going to shrink back from these divine realms before his eyes and fight against the experts in the secret realm in the future, doesn't he even have the courage to fight back?

He will win this battle!

"Don't talk nonsense, just take him down and ask the secret method!"

Zhang jiuchen was the most irascible when he practiced the thunder method. He yelled angrily, turned a few fingerprints in his hand, and as soon as he came to the earth shaking thunder light, he suddenly split down from the void and toward Lin Yin.

The whole summit of dari mountain was shocked by thunder and lightning, just like the thunder god of Jiutian.

At this time, although the thunder light on the top of the mountain was not as powerful as the one just hit, it had a very wide range. Even if the strong one in the divine realm got together, it was not easy to feel, and it completely blocked Lin Yin's retreat.

"A small skill of carving insects!"

Lin Yin's eyes were indifferent, and he stood there with his hands behind his back. The surging body protecting spirit suddenly gushed out and turned into a white mask of seven Zhang laughing, which completely enveloped him.

"Boom!"

Full of baby fists, the thick lightning suddenly cleaved toward the white light shield, but the lightning just let the white light shield dissipate in the invisible with a slight shock.

"How can it be!"

Zhang jiuchen exclaimed, he could clearly feel that Lin Yin's momentum was not as strong as before, but the lightning he split could not even break Lin Yin's vigorous Qi, let alone hurt him.

The eldest son's eyes are dignified. Just now, the blow made him realize the strength of Lin Yin, but he didn't expect that Lin Yin, who was seriously injured, still had such strength.

"Mr. Claude, do it!"

The eldest son holds his hands together, and a picture of the eight trigrams of Taiji protects him and Zhang jiuchen inside. At this time, he and Zhang jiuchen are determined not to win Lin Yin. If Claude does not let him down, there is still some hope.

"You go away now, I can spare your life, otherwise don't blame me for killing you, trampling on your mountain gate and killing your orthodoxy!"

Lin Yin in the void, negative hand and stand, coldly said.

"Kill

Zhang jiuchen's hands are covered with purple lightning. Under the package of Taiji diagram, he rushes toward Lin Yin.

Claude was also full of blood. A staff wrapped in black mist slowly appeared in his hand. Claude looked solemn and could not help spewing out strange voice. Then suddenly, the light in his eyes came out, and two strange red lights suddenly appeared on the staff.These two lights seem to be full of the power of despair and death. When the rain in the air comes into contact with the red light, it turns into a liquid like concentrated sulfuric acid, which drops on the ground and gives birth to a pungent smell.

"Bang!"

Lin Yin's body suddenly moved, and the white light around Lin Yin flashed, and directly hit the eldest son's Tai Chi Eight Diagrams.

Just one click.

The diagram of the eight trigrams of Taiji is suddenly concave, showing the mark of a fist. Then the diagram of the eight trigrams of Taiji can't support any more. With a roar, it breaks apart.

"Good!"

The picture of eight trigrams is broken. The eldest son doesn't show his surprise, but his eyes show his joy. Two little pictures of eight trigrams appear in his hands, facing Lin Yin's powerful fist.

Crackle!

At this time, Zhang jiuchen's fist also arrived. Zhang jiuchen's fist directly hit Lin Yin's chest. Lin Yin's coat was all broken. There was a purple fist seal on his left chest, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Lin Yin's fist collided with the little Tai Chi Eight Diagrams of the eldest son.

"Poof!"

As soon as he came into contact, the eldest son suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in his mouth. The palm of his left hand disappeared directly. He could see the white bones and blood.

The eldest son's body suddenly retreated, and it was barely stopped when he retreated to a hundred meters away.

"Lin Yin, die!"

Claude had a confident look on his face.

Lin Yin in the air was suddenly hit by the red light made by Claude, and his body as hard as steel was also pierced by the two red lights.

If the red light goes up half an inch, it will explode Lin Yin's heart.

"Hiss!"

Chen Jiuyang took a breath and said with some regret: "Lin Yin, it's going to fall!"