Chapter 585

"How is it you?" Chu Lin has a slight headache.

"Can you allow me to participate in the tianwu Zongda contest?" Zhao Mengdie stares at her eyes strangely.

Chu Lin gently shook his head, "I mean, if you meet me, you'll be out of the first game."

Zhao Mengdie slightly frowned, the eyes dripped slip around, "or... You directly admit defeat?"

"Daydreaming..."

Chu Lin laughed, "get serious, or you will be beaten and cry, don't blame me."

"Hum!" Zhao Mengdie gives Chu Lin a sad look.

Zhao Mengdie's action is fast, no more words, fingers quickly in the five stringed harp wave, the facial expression more and more serious, even with some sharp color.

When Chu Lin entered the sect, Zhao Mengdie didn't see Chu Lin's strength at all. Less than a year later, the strength of the other side had even surpassed him. Although Zhao Mengdie was careless and seldom cared about his accomplishments, his arrogant heart was still a little uncomfortable.

Big eyes become more serious, melodious music Ding Dong ring, several sound waves shot quickly.

Bang Bang -

those green sound waves are easily crushed by Chu Lin before they are close to him.

Zhao Mengdie saw that the attack had no effect, but also slightly frowned. Only when facing Chu Lin and his opponent, did she feel that Chu Lin was in such a trouble, especially when the other party was calm and calm, his breath was obscure, and his attack and defense were stable, so she could not start at all.

This kind of person, too annoying.

Zhao Mengdie's fingers gently touched on the string, her eyes twinkled with obstinacy, and she clenched her lips. Then the fingers heavily on the string, red blood hook on the string.

Hum -

the surging energy fluctuation surges out of Zhao Mengdie's body, and the dark yellow light bursts out, and then the evil wind rises without roots.

With the dark yellow demon wind surging and rolling, many people's eyes suddenly fell down, and the sounds of shock came one after another. Obviously, they have heard of the magic martial arts in the martial arts palace, which is only a little worse than the Dharma xuanjue.

"Ha ha, yes, Zhao Mengdie's sad grave magic sound has been cultivated to this extent." On the seat, Fang Yiqun, the master of Wufa palace, laughs.

"Although the sound of the mourning tomb is powerful, it is not of great significance to chulin. This girl is also lucky and ran into chulin the first time." The Lord of tianwu sect said with a smile.

"Chu Lin, this boy, is very competitive. She should have suffered a lot."

When they heard of it, they all chuckled, and some smiles rose in their eyes. They looked at the venue there with great interest.

"The sound of the mournful grave!"

Zhao Mengdie's face was dignified, her mouth was not convinced, and her fingers suddenly hooked the string, "in a hurry!"

The voice shot out, the faint yellow wind suddenly curled, wrapped around the Chu Lin, all of a sudden what Chu Lin saw and heard was vain.

From Chu Lin's perspective, the world of tianwuzong seems to disappear. The endless yellow sand storm is in front of him, and the overwhelming cheers of tianwuzong's disciples disappear.

In the wind and sand, there are strange figures roaring around Chu Lin, and a demon ghost is twisted from Chu Lin's side.

"Something."

Chu Lin stares at the demon ghost slowly climbing out of the void. The ghost's face can see three or four parts of its own appearance. It's just ferocious and ugly, and it doesn't look like a human. Moreover, the gene energy and death breath in the demon ghost's body are the same as his own, which is really strange.

This demon ghost does not fully possess the strength of Chu Lin, but it also makes people feel quite tricky. With this move, Zhao Mengdie stopped Wang Qi and others and delayed for more than ten minutes.

Zhao Mengdie looks at Chu Lin's surprised face, and her face suddenly rises with satisfaction. Her fingers gently hook the strings, and the demon ghost suddenly touches him and smashes him with fierce fists.

Bang -

Chu Lin stood up and took a fist from the demon ghost. His strength was 50% of his own.

One blow failed, the demon ghost attacked again fiercely. What was most astonishing was that his forehead quickly opened, and a black single eye suddenly opened, and a black light column suddenly shot at chulin. The demon ghost even copied Chu Lin's death demon eyes, which he had worked hard to cultivate!

Chu Lin laughs, gene energy slightly throbs, in the black light column where the body, into the color of platinum, ding a sound, steadily block the bombardment.

Just when Chu Lin wants to fight back, the melodious music of the piano slowly comes, and the gene energy of chulin runs slowly and slowly.

Chulin frowns slightly, and glances at Zhao Mengdie in the distance. The girl's face is white, but she still strongly urges gene energy, trying to make Chu Lin's energy run smoothly.

Feeling the sound wave energy invading the body, Chu Lin hehe smiles, "this kind of thing has no meaning to me."

As soon as the gene is extracted, the sound wave energy is quickly dissolved.

Hum -

Chu Lin finally started to fight. Powerful gene energy fluctuations emerged from his body, and his calm eyes suddenly became sharp.When Zhao Mengdie saw this, she was very nervous. Before she thought about what to do, Chu Lin was already rushing out, shooting directly at the demon ghost's side, and holding tightly to the demon ghost's neck.

Creak -

the neck of the demon ghost split, and the whole body became soft and nearly collapsed.

Gene extraction!

Chulin's palm is inserted into the body of the Yellow demon ghost, and a dark yellow energy mass rushes into Chu Lin's body, and then bursts into free energy and falls into the air.

Chu Lin's real fighting strength comes from various aspects. Although Zhao Mengdie's demon ghost has some of Chu Lin's strength, it is only half of its level. Other equipment and strange things are completely absent. Therefore, Chu Lin is serious, and this kind of thing can't be resisted at all.

Zhao Mengdie suddenly panicked, but she didn't have the idea to admit defeat. She urgently urged the energy and reached out to pluck the string.

Pa -

it's just that when she points her finger on the string, a hand suddenly shoots from the side, and a slap falls on the five stringed instrument, and the sound wave is disordered.

"You..."

Zhao Mengdie was very angry. Looking at Chu Lin in front of him, he had to control the gene energy in his body, and ordered the evil wind around him to flow and shoot towards the Chu Lin plate.

Chu Lin did not move, and the power of extinction suddenly spread out, and the evil wind was completely destroyed.

Chu Lin's palm is aimed at the five stringed Qin, and the powerful gene energy gushes out. He grabs the five stringed Qin, which is absorbed by him. Then he looks at Zhao Mengdie with a smile, "you lost!"

Zhao Mengdie clenched her silver teeth and rushed forward to snatch the five stringed Qin flying in the air, "give me back the piano!"

Chu Lin grabs the five stringed Qin in his arms. At the same time, he turns over his body to avoid Zhao Mengdie's attack. His finger plays hard on Zhao Mengdie's brain melon seeds.