God Level Replication System
Chapter 378: the death of the court
It was estimated that the meaning of Lin Xuan's words was to regard these over forty Moji Temple disciples as targets of looting.
There will be war.
They also had a chance to escape.
As for Lin Xuan's robbery, if Lin Xuan could really kill these Moji Temple disciples and save them.
How about giving Lin Xuan some spirit stones?
In Murong Xingyue's view, Lin Xuan was only born in an ordinary low-level country like Fengwuzhou and did not have any cultivation resources, which was not enough to give him a strong talent to cultivate.
Then came the idea of robbery.
He handed all the spirit stones in the storage ring to Lin Xuan, and promised to give Lin Xuan a bunch of spirit stones in the future. I believe Lin Xuan won't forcefully ask for his storage ring.
This was his intuition, and he believed that his intuition could not be wrong.
And he didn't have much else, but as a personal disciple of an imperial powerhouse, Lingshi was naturally enough.
I wouldn't mind this either.
It would be given to Lin Xuan as a reward for the grace that saved his life.
And the biggest reaction in the field was to count the people in the Moji Hall.
Uh? Whahuh?
All the disciples of the Moji Temple had grown wide-eyed, and their faces were astonished and unbelievable.
Did they hear me right?
Their Moji Temple disciples came to rob them, but before they succeeded, they ran out of other Tianjiao wanting to rob them?
Or was it the fifth level warrior of the Yuanhai Realm, who had not even reached the end of the Yuanhai Realm yet?
TMD is too fake, right?
Isn't this stupid?
At this moment, even the four peak Yuanhai Tianjiao realm on the field were in a state of being compared to each other, and could not react.
The original commotion in the court was also due to the words of Lin Xuan, who fell into a strange silence.
"Haha ... Lin Xuan, are you afraid that your brain is flooded? You really want to rob us?"
At this moment, a silly laughter rang out and spread to the audience.
Upon hearing his reputation, everyone saw that it was a disciple of the Moji Temple.
This was the power of the branch of the Wuzhou Moji Maple Temple, Yin Sha Tianjiao Sect Bai Yin Gu.
Among the more than forty Moji Temple disciples in the field, the lowest cultivation level was the second level of Yuanhai Realm. His aura was unstable, and his blood was floating. Clearly, it was promoted by a special method, not a breakthrough in planting.
Originally, it had only been fighting in the most fringe area of the field, but at this moment, the loudest sound erupted.
"Lin Xuan, you are so amazing, you really want to rob us .. haha .. I admire you so much ...!"
Baiyingu laughed loudly, very excitedly, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Lin Xuan looked cold and glanced.
Looking at Baiyin Valley, it was as if looking at the dead.
Immediately, Lin Xuan continued:
"I'll say it again, hand over all your storage rings!
Give me half a minute to think about it!
If the time is up and you still don't hand it over, stop blaming me for being rude! "
Lin Xuan glanced at the entire audience, and indifferent words fell.
Although it looked innocent, it was surrounded by a desolate dominance.
When everyone heard those words, their expressions were shocked again.
"I'm rubbing, this guy is really gonna rob us?"
"I'm afraid this guy has a brain problem, right?"
"Who gave him the courage to rob us at the fifth level of Yuanhai Realm?"
"..."
The court suddenly became noisy, mocking, and mocking the words constantly.
Everyone looked at Lin Xuan with scorn and sarcasm.
But the fifth floor of Yuanhai Realm, still want to rob everything?
There were four peak Yuanhai Realm here, dozens of late Yuanhai Realm, and hundreds of early and mid stage Yuanhai Realm.
If it was the fifth level of the Yuanhai Realm, it could rob them, then it was hell.
Even if your combat strength is against the heavens, you jump and fight easily, it is impossible to defeat the middle stage of the Yuanhai realm and the late stage of the Yuanhai realm.
Everyone present was the arrogance of the Profound Yuan rank from the big countries, which one could not be challenged outside of the rankings?
If you can't even achieve the challenge, you don't deserve to be ranked on Xuanyuan's list, and you will be called Tianjiao One!
But if you want to rob all of them, don't say you are an unnamed person, you are peerless Tianjiao in the top four states and top of the Xuanyuan list, it was impossible to do so at the sixth level.Yuanhai realm.
"Lin Xuan, you're really good enough, come here to die!"
Baiyingu sneered and turned not far away. During this looting operation, among the more than forty disciples of the Moji Temple, a young man with a cold expression and bloody aura, Zhu Gaojun, was the leader, and said:
"Brother Zhu, this person is named Lin Xuan. He was the top on the Xuanyuan Fengwuzhou list where I was. He easily defeated the second level of the Yuanhai Realm with the eighth level of the Lingyuan Realm. The talent potential was very good, absolutely unable to let go!"
Baiyingu's words were cold and her killing intent was astonishing.
For Lin Xuan, he had wanted to settle it long ago, but he had been unable to find an opportunity beforehand.
But seeing her again this time, I couldn't let go.
Moreover, Lin Xuan's talent potential was so great that he was extremely shocked.
At the time of Xuanyuan's previous rankings, Lin Xuan was only at the eighth level of the Lingyuan realm.
But only two days had passed, and Lin Xuan had actually crossed the fifth floor of the Yuanhai Realm for a while.
He had never heard of such speed.
Even within two days, constantly swallowing all kinds of precious pills and potions, using spirit gathering formation methods, and practicing retreat, it was impossible to do so.
Baiyingu did not know how Lin Xuan did it.
But it was even scarier to know Lin Xuan's talent potential.
It was precisely because of this that his killing intent was even colder, and Lin Xuan wasn't allowed to live like this.
Otherwise, when Lin Xuan grew up, it would be a huge threat to his Yin Sha sect.
"Huh? On the eighth floor of the Lingyuan Realm, can you defeat the second floor of the Yuanhai Realm? The higher the fighting strength is not bad, and the qualification is good."
Zhu Gaojun smiled coldly after hearing this.
It seemed to be a compliment, but his killing intent was even colder.
For a person with such extraordinary talent, he could not let go, he had to mow the grass and pluck out the roots.
"Guan Hong, Sun Chengyu, you two, go and finish him!"
Immediately, Zhu Gaojun ordered two black-robed men, one tall and one skinny, not far away.
A fifth level Yuanhai Realm martial artist was not worthy of letting him take a picture of himself.
"Yes, Brother Zhu!"
The two black-robed men replied respectfully.
It flew towards Lin Xuan.
"Son, you're dead!"
"Jiejie, son, die for me!"
The two black-robed people smiled coldly before they shot.
"Yin Ming's Arm Palms!"
"Yuan Zhentian's Blood Fist!"
The two black-robed men were on the eighth floor of Yuanhai Realm.
Among the more than forty disciples of the Moji Temple, it could only be considered a middle class.
Yet among the hundreds of arrogance on the field, it was top rank.
The two eighth layers of the mighty Yuanhai Realm were shot out, an evil aura surged, a bloody aura spread out, and power spread out.
In an instant, the situation changed, and the wind roared.
The traces of gray palms, and the blood-colored fist prints, condensed in an instant, towards Lin Xuan.