Chapter 933： The chance of Lin Sansheng!

Lin Sanxing pondered for a while, then walked over, ran the "Nine Deadly Life" exercises, and slammed a punch at the pattern.

With a bang!

This pattern doesn't move at all, it doesn't change at all.

"Mouse, what are you doing?" Ling Yan frowned, and said with a puzzled expression: "Can you hammer this pattern to make a way out?"

Lin Sanxing didn't speak, but his eyes became firmer, and his aura became heavier.

"mouse……"

"Sister Ling Yan, don't talk first." Luo Xiaoman stopped Ling Yan, and said thoughtfully: "The mouse needs to concentrate on sensing something and can't be disturbed."

Hearing what she said, Ling Yan quickly covered her mouth, not daring to say more, for fear of disturbing Lin Sanxing.

At this moment, she looked at Lin Sansheng's serious look from the side, and she felt a little handsome.

Although Lin Sanshen is actually not outstanding, with triangular eyes and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, there is an old saying that serious men are the most handsome. Perhaps this is the best expression.

Bang bang bang! !

Lin Sanxing sullen his face and bombarded the pattern with punch after punch.

However, no matter how he bombarded, the pattern remained unchanged.

"Heh, you guys are really boring." Yan Fanglin shook his head and said with a mocking look: "Don't waste your energy. If you hammer down like this, it will only make me feel upset..."

Boom!

At this moment, a crack appeared in this pattern.

"Mouse?!" Luo Xiaoman's eyes lit up and looked at Lin Sanxing in surprise.

Lin Sanxing's eyes couldn't hide his excitement. "I understand! This Xingxuan fairy is a body refiner."

"Although I don't know the meaning of doing this, but my instinct tells me that I just want to hammer this pattern into death!!"

A strange light flashed across Luo Xiaoman's eyes.

She knew that this was Lin Sanxing's chance, and whether he could grasp it was up to his own good fortune.

The most important thing is that although the true essence is imprisoned here, it does not seem to imprison the spirit of the body refiner!

"Huh, it's just a crack. Can't you make a way out of this pattern?" Although Yan Fanglin was a little surprised that this pattern was blasted with a crack, he still didn't think this pattern would hide any secrets.

Although he ridiculed on one side, Lin Sanxing was not moved at all.

He gritted his teeth and continued to raise his fist, constantly bombarding the pattern.

At this moment, he bombarded more unreservedly, punch after punch, even if the fist was bursting with blood and blood, he never stopped.

As if possessed by a demon, he kept repeating his actions, as if he wouldn't stop without hammering this pattern to pieces.

"Miss, will something happen to the mouse?" Ling Yan couldn't help but said worriedly as Lin Sanxing's fists were bloody.

"Little dragon, take a look." Luo Xiaoman frowned and motioned to Xiaolong to ponder this pattern, whether it was a hidden mystery.

"Mother, this pattern is very ordinary, nothing unusual."

"Break it for me!!"

At this moment, Lin Sanxing yelled and slammed his fist.

Boom!

Finally, the pattern was blasted to pieces, and fragments spattered and fell on the surrounding ground.

Buzz!

A fire light shone from behind this pattern, gradually converging into a figure.