Museum of Deadly Beasts

Lin Jing did not expect that there would be immortal emperor in the original painting world without mountain and river map.

At the moment, the Immortal Emperor's expression is also with anger, like a mole ant has violated his majesty. He wants to use the immortal family means to punish those who dare to violate him.

The next moment, many Jinjia fairy with the same angry expression, holding all kinds of magic weapons to fight down, but directly to Lin Jin.

The small fire has resisted thousands of troops, and there is no way to get out, so Lin has to go up if he should.

Fortunately, although Lin Jin is not an immortal, he has the means of an immortal.

"Wind demon sword!"

The golden scabbard in the hands of the immortals is a flash of light.

See sword light flow, immortal spirit ripple, a flying sword is actually to block the attack of many Jinjia immortal.

Lin Jing didn't go to see the Immortal Emperor and other immortal officials on the cloud top. At this time, it's the first principle not to provoke. Sometimes, Lin Jing also needs to deliberately show some invincible defeated faces to paralyze each other, hoping to get more time, and strive to let ShuXiaoLou complete the control of the original painting world.

It has to be said that Lin Jin's tactics really played a role in the beginning.

The other side didn't continue to increase its forces. Although Lin Jin and Xiaohuo were both dangerous, they persisted and delayed a lot. Lin Jin was also very satisfied.

Just when Lin tried his best to figure out that all these people and animals were painted, and sure enough, his head was not bright, suddenly the Immortal Emperor on the top of the cloud gave a cold hum.

The next moment, more immortals come out to attack and kill.

"It's broken!" Lin Jing hastened to urge the four seas to swim freely, and saw countless sea waters rising against the sky and surging out. For a moment, it seemed that the heaven and the earth turned upside down, and the flood turned to the sky.

This move is really powerful. It will immediately disperse many immortal generals. Although it's impossible to kill the other, it's not a big problem to continue to delay for a while.

Lin Jin is also fighting. At the moment, the means are exhausted. The powerful immortal will approach and directly release the ghost blood beast mixed with the spirit swallowing ghost insect.

These immortals are not real immortals. They are just "painting spirits" with a trace of immortality. Since they are spiritual bodies, they can work.

At the moment, even if Lin could not resist the insect, he could not stop it.

The immortal generals and officials are all the same. There won't be much difference in their strength. Now the ghost blood beast and the spirit swallowing ghost insect are enough to cope with them. As long as the Immortal Emperor at Yunding doesn't do anything, Lin Jin feels that he can continue to insist.

The wish is good, but the reality is cruel.

Seeing that many immortal soldiers and generals could not kill the enemy, the Immortal Emperor on the cloud was finally angry. He wanted to do it himself.

Lin Jin knew very well that the jiutianxuan world in the painting world was not real. Naturally, these immortal soldiers and immortals were not real. Of course, their strength could not be compared with that of real immortals.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful Lin Jin is, he can't resist it.

It is estimated that a more powerful immortal general will be able to beat Lin Jin and not find the north. I have to say that the feeling of sweeping a thousand troops and "making a havoc in heaven" is quite pleasant.

But this feeling disappeared in the moment when the Immortal Emperor in the cloud took the hand.

The Immortal Emperor must be a fake, but no matter how fake it is, it is also a painting spirit with a trace of the Immortal Emperor's flavor. Other immortal soldiers and immortals are at best the cultivation and strength of the virtual immortal, and the Immortal Emperor, just at the moment of his hand, has surpassed the ordinary real immortal.

Maybe, it has reached the level of xiaoyaoxian.

This is just a painting spirit with a trace of Immortal Emperor. If the Immortal Emperor comes and sneezes, Lin Jin will be gone.

At this moment, the Immortal Emperor stretched out his hand and pressed it, and a handprint roared down from the sky, layer by layer, like the collapse of heaven.

The distance is still far away. Lin Jin feels as if there is a mountain on his body. He can't move.

"That's exaggeration!" Lin Jin struggled with his life to move his body, but it was still useless. The contrast between his strengths was at a rolling level. It can be said that in front of the Immortal Emperor, even the fake Immortal Emperor, Lin Jin couldn't resist a move.

There is no doubt that the huge Immortal Emperor's handprint fell, and Lin estimated that he was hanging.

Maybe the ghost blood beast can protect itself from death, but it is only possible.

At this moment, Lin Jing didn't feel any fear. If he did, he was not willing to. He didn't expect that he could resist the real immortal now, but he couldn't even fight back in front of a fake Immortal Emperor.

The gap of strength is so big.

It must be too late for ShuXiaoLou to occupy the original painting world, and it's hard for ShuXiaoLou to escape from the attack range of Xiandi's handprint.

Lin Jin closed his eyes.

He can't move at all now, not only himself, but also the little fire, the ghost blood beast and the spirit swallowing ghost insect.

The wind demon sword is even more suppressed and dim.The only thing that can move freely is the buzzing sound.

So now Lin Jin has no idea. The only choice is to die with his eyes open or with his eyes closed. Lin Jin chooses the latter.

You may feel better with your eyes closed.

But at this time, Lin felt that someone reached out and took the four seas free gourd from his waist.

"The book house?" Lin Jing opens his eyes and looks at it. In his opinion, there are only himself and ShuXiaoLou. Besides ShuXiaoLou, Lin Jing can't think of anyone else.

It's just that Lin Jing's eyes almost didn't stare out when he turned around.

Standing beside him at the moment is a black shadow.

Long hair, long skirt, no shape, like a shadow can walk upright.

At a glance, Lin Jin recognized that it was his own shadow. No, it was his own shadow after it had changed. Now the shadow, holding Sihai Zihu in his hand, nodded at Lin Jin. The next moment, he already raised his hand.

The four seas give out a sound of breaking the air, and an ice sword rises to the sky.

The ice sword is hundreds of feet long. In the blink of an eye, it can penetrate the palm print of the Immortal Emperor from nine days. It is gorgeous and powerful. This is the biggest characteristic of the ice sword.

Although Lin Jin is not a master of the technique, he knows the basic attempt and has extraordinary insight. Those who can perform this technique in a short time are at least real immortal masters.

Maybe, Zhenxian is not so sharp.

But now Lin has no time to sigh. At present, he has only one idea in his mind. It's not who the shadow is, but why the other party can use the four seas freely.

This magic weapon is his own, and it has always been refined by Lin Jin.

Magic weapon is a kind of thing that recognizes the Lord. It can't be used by anyone who takes it. No matter where the shadow is sacred, even if the cultivation is higher than the Immortal Emperor, it can't be used.

Unless the four seas free gourd is made by the other party.