Chapter 1282

"Go away!" However, no one thought that Daolin's performance on the issue of Huating book was extremely neat, with only one word.

He was ridiculed by Ye Lingfeng when he was in the spirit animal garden. Huating Shu was already angry. Seeing that Daolin was so shameless, he immediately looked cold and said angrily, "what do you mean..."

But he didn't make a sound. Before he had finished a sentence, Dao Lin picked his eyebrows slightly. He didn't seem to have any interest in talking with Hua Tingshu. When he raised his right arm, he hit Hua Tingshu with one punch.

When Hua Tingshu saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank, without any hesitation. The golden helmet on his head was full of time, and the golden light was like water, protecting his body, trying to block the blow from Daolin.

Boom! In a moment, the double blow of Wuthering appeared on the body.

At the moment when Daolin's fist touched huatingshu's body, the water like golden light suddenly rippled. It seemed that it was to dissolve the power of Daolin's attack. But who knows, the roaring boxing style broke the water like golden light directly, and then hit huatingshu's chest heavily, and hit him straight out with one blow.

Poof! After flying several meters, Hua Tingshu fell to the ground, vomited blood, and his chest was deeply depressed. It was obvious that even though he was protected by golden light, his chest bones were all broken, and he had fainted.

Is Dorian crazy? Seeing this scene, all the people in the room suddenly showed their fear. No one thought that Dao Lin didn't even have any pretentious manners, so he started to hurt people.

What's more, this guy's strength is still so incredible. Even though Hua Tingshu has a golden helmet to protect his body, he can't even resist Daolin's fist. This kind of combat power is just incredible.

It's him. It's him! But the people who were frightened didn't find that the expression on Ye Lingfeng's face was extremely strange, just like seeing a ghost in broad daylight, with an incredible expression.

Just now, when the Huating book of Daolin Dynasty came out, ye Lingfeng felt a strong sense of crushing from Daolin's body. That kind of rolling feeling, called Ye Lingfeng feel familiar with the extreme, as if engraved in his bones.

That feeling is exactly the same as the breath Ye Lingfeng felt from the skin inside the strange coffin opened by the three elders when he was in the caldera crater. There is no difference.

Not only that, while perceiving this feeling, ye Lingfeng finally understood why he felt that the red lotus tattoos on Daolin's body looked so familiar after they were scattered.

Because those veins, and the original skin stained with blood, completely consistent, there is no difference.

The most important thing is that after feeling the breath of Daolin, the virtual stars in Ye Lingfeng's mud pill Palace are constantly jumping wildly, and a torrential anger is constantly spreading, as if they want to divide Daolin into thousands of pieces. This feeling is the same as when he was in the crater, facing the strange skin.

All doubts, all confusion, at the moment in the heart of Ye Lingfeng, are easily solved. He finally knew why he felt familiar with the breath of Daolin, and why Daolin knew himself, but he didn't know who Daolin was.

Because even if ye Lingfeng wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out that a piece of skin in the coffin that day would turn into a living person, and a man with extraordinary fighting power appeared in front of him.

At the beginning, ye Lingfeng was curious when he participated in the ancient martial arts contest. Why did Tiangong keep a rare low profile and didn't send a person to participate in the contest. Now it seems that they have taken out the trump card of Daolin.

What makes Ye Lingfeng puzzled is that a piece of skin, how can it become a person?

"Do you remember at last?" And at this time, Dao Lin's mouth gradually has a smile of irony, eyes calm looking at Ye Lingfeng, light way: "now that you have figured it out, don't do meaningless struggle."

Listen to the word of the road face, the vision of all people in the field all concentrated on the body of the leaf Ling breeze. Although they can't understand the meaning of these words, they can feel that they should be speaking to Ye Lingfeng.

And listen to this voice, it seems that ye Lingfeng has already known the true identity of Dao Lin, and before that, they have some intersection. Most importantly, Daolin seems to think that ye Lingfeng has something to do with this place.

"It's you Without any hesitation, ye Lingfeng quickly retreated a few steps back, and then stared at Daolin road in disbelief.

"Brother ye, brother Daolin, what kind of riddle are you playing?" Yang Tianshu sees this, the corner of his mouth rippling a warm smile, warm voice way. Not only he, but also Liang Tianzheng and others are full of doubts. However, all of them are now far away from each other, and they are on high alert to avoid being attacked by others! But Daolin didn't pay attention to Yang Tianshu's interest at all. After a sneer, the veins on his body suddenly changed, and then along his body, a strong breath suddenly burst out, sweeping like the sky wind.The breath is powerful, full of a sense of prestige, and the momentum is constantly rising. At the beginning, it was still at the top of the prefecture level, but it soon surpassed the later stage of the heaven level, and reached the top of the heaven level. At this point, it has not stopped, but has constantly broken through and reached the congenital level!

But even to the congenital, that kind of breath has no meaning to stop, directly crush congenital, continue to climb up, wave after wave, just like the vast tide, can be unlimited to pull up.

The breath is more and more terrible, and the pressure is more and more heavy. It seems that there is a vast tide constantly reverberating between heaven and earth, which makes the human body and soul have an illusion that they are about to break.

What is the state of Daolin? How could his means come to such an unthinkable level?

This is the doubt in everyone's heart. This kind of overwhelming pressure, even if it is inborn, can be easily crushed by him. None of these people present is the opponent of this kind of breath.

"Nine layers of condensate gas are only one line away from Mingquan. How can it be..." I don't know how long it took for the rising momentum to stop. Meanwhile, Qin Xuan's eyes were full of fear and murmured.