"Senior Brother, this Fire Silkworm must be cocooning to transform, otherwise it wouldn’t have been so easily caught by us. This creature is famously impervious to blades and spears, can swallow fire and exhale flas, and when in danger, it dives straight into the depths of the lava, making it extrely troubleso.
If not for your greedy brother’s fla in his hand this ti, it wouldn’t have appeared at all."
The Fire Silkworm feeds on fire, it is most greedy for all kinds of flas. The reason it frantically attacked Zhong Lin during cocooning was because of that Yin Ruins Dragon Fire.
Yin Ruins Dragon Fire belongs to the Yin Fire category, only found in the deep sea, and is an unheard delicacy for the fire silkworms that live in the Eight Hundred Miles of Fla Mountain.
Zhong Lin held the Fire Silkworm’s cocoon in his hand; thus, making a cocoon and binding oneself is just that. The Fire Silkworm frantically bumped and wriggled in the cocoon, which originally provided it great defense, now beca its shackle, unable to break free.
"This Fire Silkworm Silk is the real treasure. It’s said that so Holy Land disciples use this to weave clothes, wearing it provides strong defense and even immunity to so Fire Attribute attacks," Long Zhao said excitedly.
Zhong Lin also revealed a smile on his face.
Just then, many people suddenly flew in from the distant valley.
"Unexpected that soone ca first, leave the Fire Cocoon behind."
Many attacks bombarded toward Zhong Lin, and simultaneously, many Spiritual Origins turned into large hands, ropes, and wrapped around the Fire Cocoon.
"Damn it, taking advantage of us, who is it?"
Long Zhao roared angrily, grabbed from behind with his right hand, the Mystic Sky Stick ca to hand, and then smashed down with a boom.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
First, three sword lights stopped, with Geng tal Qi everywhere in the celestial bodies, showing three Martial Artists wearing Eight Diagrams Purple Gold Taoist Robes among the Sword Qi.
The eyes of the three Martial Artists sparkled like gemstones in the sunlight, showing a brilliance that only a strong fleshly body could manifest.
Zhong Lin glanced slightly and felt the powerful fleshly body of these three.
The body of a Martial Artist in the Spirit Embryo Realm is strong but has limits, unless they have cultivated a special body refining Magic thod.
However, the special body refining Magic thods are secrets in various Sects, difficult to learn without being a special contribution True Disciple or having connections within the sect.
Even the already annihilated Sea Suppressing Sect only used the first few levels of Dragon Elephant Golden Body as a qualifying standard for selecting disciples, with the last three levels only available to true disciples of the sect.
"Xuanxiao Sect True Disciple, Zhong Jiao."
"Xuanxiao Sect True Disciple, Kong Ying."
"Xuanxiao Sect True Disciple, Xin Yuan."
The three Martial Artists looked down on Zhong Lin and Long Zhao, their eyes were sharp like emissaries from the heavens, looking down without a trace of emotion.
For a mont, Zhong Lin felt as if he were facing an imperial envoy sent by the Emperor in the mortal world.
All three were Martial Artists in the Yunling Realm, and as they spoke, a wave of Soul Power manifested, which would have suppressed the spirit of an ordinary Martial Artist under this Soul Power.
Long Zhao furrowed his brow and transmitted, "Senior Brother, the Xuanxiao Sect is a Sect of the Heavenly Sea Country, and their Sect Master is an unparalleled strong one in the Yin Yang Realm."
Zhong Lin’s gaze also sharpened. Indeed, with the advancent of his cultivation, the Martial Arts experts he encountered beca increasingly powerful. In the Luoxing Islands, Martial Artists in the Yin Yang Realm were like legends; he hadn’t even heard of them, let alone seen them. Unexpectedly, just upon arriving in the Heavenly Sea Country, he encountered a Sect with a Yin Yang Realm Martial Artist.
"You handle it, be cautious and ready." Zhong Lin transmitted.
Long Zhao nodded subtly, looked up at the three in the void, and coldly said, "What are the three True Disciples’ intentions? Why attack the two of us?"
"The Fire Silkworm in your hands is sothing we’ve been waiting for years. Hand it over, and you two can leave."
The Xuanxiao Sect True Disciple nad Kong Ying stated without a hint of emotion.
Long Zhao’s face instantly turned grim and coldly said, "Are you being too overbearing? This Fire Silkworm was subdued by my Senior Brother and ."
"If you don’t give it, die."
The True Disciple nad Zhong Jiao shook the Spirit Sword in his hand.
Just as the Spirit Sword in his hand trembled, Zhong Lin suddenly reached out with one palm, five fingers rising like heavenly pillars, grasping toward the Xuanxiao Sect disciple nad Kong Ying.
Rumble!
A massive airflow stirred, Zhong Lin’s palm shooting like a teor, causing the surrounding flas to quiver and extinguish under the airflow.
"Such courage."
"Arrogant."
"Ignorant of life and death."
All three Xuanxiao Sect True Disciples erupted in rage, a re Loose Cultivator dare to attack them, how ignorant of the vastness of the heavens!
The attacked Kong Ying was even more incensed, feeling underestimated.
The Spirit Sword in his hand was unsheathed, the sword light flickered, and a robust Sword Qi slashed toward Zhong Lin.
Boom!
Zhong Lin stepped into the void, his surrounding airflow twisted and expanded by the eruptive imnse power, making his entire person appear endlessly taller and larger.
Chong Fist.
Zhong Lin clenched his five fingers, instantly delivering a punch, the fist wind causing everything before him to crumble.
Under a formidable physique, vast Qi-Blood and unrivaled Fist Intent intertwined and pressed down simultaneously.
This unadorned blow relied solely on a powerful, incredibly condensed physique, Qi-Blood, and Fist Intent, releasing a tyranny and domination enough to penetrate and crush everything.
When Zhong Lin’s montum completely erupted, Kong Ying’s expression drastically changed, unable to comprehend how a re rabbit suddenly transford into a fierce tiger.
"Junior Brother, be careful."
"Damn, pretending to be weak to exploit the strong?"
The other two naturally felt Zhong Lin’s terrifying strike and yelled frantically in response.
"Returning to Origin Slash Skill."
"Mysterious Ice Piercing."
Just as they were about to strike, Long Zhao stepped in between.
"Your opponent is ."
Long Zhao licked his lips, leapt into the void, using the Mystic Sky Stick in the most basic strike towards the sky.
Zhong Lin’s punch finally landed, orifices around his body surged, boundless power burst forth, slamming into Kong Ying.
Rumble!
Under the eruption of imnse force, Primordial Qi radiated dazzlingly, like the destruction of myriad phenona, propelling this ubiquitous Primordial Qi like a flood shooting in all directions.
"Ah!"
Struck by the punch, Kong Ying’s body suddenly echoed with the sound of thunderous blasts continuously, molten-like blood burst from his seven orifices, and every cruel wound.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Kong Ying’s body directly exploded, obliterated by Fist Intent.
"Junior Brother."
"Brother Kong Ying."
The other two watched Zhong Lin blow Kong Ying apart and were imdiately filled with rage and hatred.
"Haha, a bunch of trash dared to ambush my Senior Brother and , thinking too highly of themselves. Die!"
Long Zhao operated his Spiritual Origins, sweeping the Mystic Sky Stick across.
Rumble!
Raging Primordial Qi shook, echoing with wails and howls throughout the Eight Hundred Miles of Fla Mountain.
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