Chapter 162 Dadou

A rough-looking man suddenly appeared in front of the two women, Leng Ruoxuan and Shui Ruoxu. He took the two women in his arms. Due to the sudden incident, the ghost did not expect it. In addition, the big man's speed was like thunder, holding the two women in his arms and dodged the attack of the ghost.

"Are you all right?" The big man asked with concern.

"It's okay. Thank you for your help." Leng Ruoxuan said calmly, but she was held in her arms by a big man, which made her very uncomfortable. No man dared to hold her in her arms. The big man's move simply violated her big taboo, but for the sake of saving her life, Leng Ruoxuan was not easy to attack, but his expression seemed a little cold, and at the same time, he struggled to break free from the arms of the big man.

The big man sensed something strange. Although Wen Yu was in his arms and was a little reluctant, he still let go of his hands, but he could not let the two women mistakenly think that he was a pervert.

"Thank you for saving us, but it's dangerous here. I advise the young hero to leave here. The ghost is coming for us. The young hero has never known us for life and can't risk his life." The water is empty.

"Saving people's lives is better than building a seven-level buoy, not to mention the lives of two people." The big man replied.

"Kid, I noticed that you were hiding in the dark to observe early in the morning, but my interest was in the two women and I didn't want to deal with you. I didn't expect you to dare to take action, but I underestimated you.

"If you say so, I have more reason to take action." The big man responded that the big man was none other than Lin Jian, who had been hiding in the dark!

However, Lin Jian didn't want to show his true face, so before he took action again, he changed his posture and became a rough man.

Lin Jian's shadow could not be found from this big man, so Leng Ruoxuan and Shui Ruoxu did not recognize that the big man was Lin Jian, and they would certainly not think about it. After all, the news of Lin Jian's death had already been transmitted back to Ling Xiangzong. In fact, Leng Ruoxuan and Shui Ruoxu thought that Lin Jian was dead.

I didn't expect that Lin Jian not only did not die, but was reborn, as if he had been reborn in the fire and became extremely powerful.

"Well, what a rampant tone, human boy, you have nothing to do with these two women. You don't have to die for them." The ghost turned his tone in vain, ** said.

"From ancient times to modern times, no one has been able to get out alive. Even if I don't save them today, I will die here sooner or later. Since they can't escape death, it's worth dying to save people. Lin Jian said lightly that after a ideological struggle, Lin Jian really couldn't leave the two women alone.

Leng Ruoxuan has the kindness to him, and the kindness of the encounter is greater than the sky. If he doesn't do anything, he will feel at ease. In the future, this uneasy mood will become a shadow in his heart, as if the devil will always haunt him and become a magic barrier on his way to practice.

If you know everything, you will know everything. Practice requires a smooth mind and you can't plant any shadows.

"Ji Jie••• Human boy, your cultivation is not high, but you have some backbone. Unfortunately, I won't show mercy because of this backbone. Since you dare to interfere in my affairs, don't blame me for killing you!" The ghost shook its head and didn't pay attention to Lin Jian at all.

"Come on!" Lin Jian is not afraid.

"You are not his opponent. If you want to be successful, you have to save your life. I will deal with it by myself here. You don't need to interfere." Leng Ruoxuan suddenly walked to Lin Jian's side and said lightly.

Lin Jian's cultivation in the spiritual realm. Leng Ruoxuan did not pin his hopes on a person who was much worse than his own cultivation. In Leng Ruoxuan's eyes, Lin Jian's behavior was to show off his ability.

"You? If you can handle it, you won't almost die in the hands of the ghost. Lin Jian glanced at Leng Ruoxuan faintly.

"You!" Leng Ruoxuan suddenly said, "I said I don't need you to take action!" He said coldly.

"Jie Jie•••You don't have to argue. None of the three of you can escape today. I am the king of the ghost city. No one can escape the prey I like!"

Behind the ghost, there is a fierce ghost, like a dark cloud in the dark, and the breath of death spread to the extreme, and a haze covers the earth, as if death came to the world, extinction, and hooked all life.

The quality of ghosts stimulated by ghosts is almost thousands of times higher than the quality of ghosts stimulated by ghosts. In the horrable spirit, a huge death demon hand was stretched out, ingesting all the vitality, like a soul hand from hell.

It represents death, representing hell, death, Pluto, the hand of death, like the top of the thunder, like the collapse of the heavenly court, and the collapse layer by layer, towards the oppression of Lin Jian and Leng Ruoxuan.

"What a terrible power of death! Run, once we are caught by the hand of death, our lives will be quickly taken away!" He said coldly.

"Where else can we run at this time?! The hand of death will always chase us. We are like monkeys under the hands of death. We can't escape in any case. In the end, we will only be pinched in the palm of our hands!"

"Ji Jie • • human boy, I don't see that you are quite smart, yes, no matter what, you can't get rid of my palm and welcome you, only death!" The ghost laughed loudly.

"Huh, do you want me to die? It's not that easy!" Lin Jian shouted in vain, "Real fire dragon gun!"

The real fire burst out from his whole body. In an instant, Lin Jian seemed to become a big fireball, bursting out the power of hot real fire.

He condensed the flame of his whole body, based on the fire of Wanlong prison, and burst out all the real fire power in his body, condensing into a huge and majestic real fire dragon gun.

A 60-foot-long real fire dragon gun hung above Lin Jian's head, emitting unparalleled power. A sleeping dragon roared in the sky. The whole long gun seemed to be a sleeping dragon, roaring at the world, and everything in the world was ants.

This is the strongest real dragon gun condensed in Lin Jian's history, which has almost squeezed out the strength of his whole body than ever before. Because the crisis he encountered this time is also beyond the past, and the characters he met are stronger than any enemy he has encountered before.

The hand of death is the magic hand that absorbs life. If he does not exert his most powerful power, he will definitely not escape the fate of death in the end.

Real fire has an instinctive production effect on ghost gas. Although the quality of ghost gas driven by ghosts is much better than that of ghost soldiers, it still does not go beyond the scope of ghost gas, and the origin of real fire is deeper than the origin of ghost gas, so it still has an instinctive suppression effect on the hand of death.

"What a terrible power, how can he, a practitioner in the spiritual realm, promote such a magnificent power?" Leng Ruoxuan was surprised. She never thought that the man she despised had such a earth-shaking means.

"This Taoist art is so familiar. It is very similar to Lin Jian's Taoist art of killing Shi Jingtian at the beginning. How can it be like this?" Shui Ruoxu found something strange.

"It's a little similar, but there are also differences. The Taoism performed by Lin Jian at the beginning is much weaker than this person, which is almost different. And the flame gun promoted by this man is more perfect and rounder than Lin Jian. Moreover, Lin Jian is dead, and many disciples have seen it with their own eyes. I know what you are thinking, but this person can never be Lin Jian. Although Lin Jian is very talented, it is impossible to practice to this extent in just a few months!" Leng Ruoxuan seemed to know what Shui Ruoxu was thinking and denied it.

"Unfortunately, Lin Jian, such a proud son of heaven, died like this, and his talent was envied by God!" It's a pity that the water is empty.

Although the voice of the two women was very low, Lin Jian still heard it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as he was excited, he almost forgot that the two women had seen their real dragon gun. Fortunately, he was not found by Leng Ruoxuan. He still doesn't want Leng Ruoxuan and Shui Ruoxu to recognize him.

All this was just a blink of an eye. Soon Lin Jian prepared the real fire dragon gun, and at this time, the hand of death had been oppressed.

Without any hesitation, Lin Jian throws a real fire dragon gun!

"Go!" The 60-foot giant real dragon gun, like a huge machine, pierced the sky and bombarded the hands of death.

"Boom! •••"The two huge forces suddenly heard the sound of violent friction. There was violent friction in the void, and the sound of air explosions was endless, and the space seemed to be faintly distorted. The magnificent powerful wind shocked Lin Jian and Leng Ruoxuan's two women to retreat urgently.

The real fire dragon gun and the hand of death are still entangled, and the hand of death wants to break the power of the real fire dragon gun, like the palm of the nine heavens, oppressing. The real dragon gun stubbornly competes against your power in the hand of death.

Although the real fire dragon gun is not as powerful as the hand of death, due to the restraint of the real fire on the origin of ghost gas, no one can do anything for a moment.

"Huh? This flame seems to be a little familiar. Just as the real dragon gun collided fiercely with the hand of death, the ghost suddenly made a voice of surprise.

He stared at the real fire dragon gun and felt every trace of small fluctuation of the real fire dragon gun, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory and quietly thinking about something.

The eyebrows frowned for a while, and then stretched out again.

"This flame... This is actually the power of real fire!" The ghost was shocked in vain and finally remembered something. His eyes looked at the real fire dragon gun in surprise, and then his surprised eyes moved to Lin Jian. The ghost's shocked eyes moved back and forth on Lin Jian and the real fire dragon gun, showing a little thinking expression.

"This human boy can actually emit real fire, your power. Although it is still the most immature real fire, it is exactly the same as the man at the beginning..." The ghost thought quietly.

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