Qi State Linzi.

There are clouds of soldiers and banners.

An old man in white clothes stood on the wall, looking into the distance.

This person looks unfamiliar. If Song Lin stood in front of him, he wouldn't recognize him as Zou Yan, who was Huan Yuan eighty years ago.

Huanyuan did not appear after he woke up. He didn't know if Song Lin was still alive.

So he hid and secretly observed the situation outside.

But I never thought that the current King of Qin was too fierce.

In less than twenty years of reign, he swept away the other five countries, leaving only Qi State struggling to support itself.

If Qin is really allowed to unify, then there will no longer be a place for itself in the world.

Wow!

Just as I was thinking about it, auspicious clouds came from the sky and two strangers walked out.

"Master Dao, fortunately you have fulfilled your destiny. Your subordinates have assassinated the Qin Kingdom's vanguard general."

"Dead yet?"

"died."

All they can rely on now are assassinations and other methods.

In the past, Zou Yan also teamed up with Prince Dan of the Yan Kingdom to assassinate the King of Qin, but unfortunately they were stopped by Fang Xiandao's people and ultimately failed.

"Haha, that's good. Give your head to the King of Qin and tell him that the two emperors in the world govern the world and do not invade each other. If you don't agree, it will be King Qin's head next time!"

Zou Yan decided to take action personally and kill King Qin.

Roar!

At this time, a thunderous sound of horse hooves came from the distance.

"Which army is this?" Zou Yan frowned, acting like this would be too disrespectful.

"No, King Ben of Qin bypassed the main force and came to the court!"

The scout below said anxiously.

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own abilities!" Zou Yan snorted coldly.

As long as I am around, Qi will never be captured.

Thinking of this, Zou Yan jumped into the sky.

At this time, a scream came from the distant horizon.

I saw two red dragons flying not far away.

Behind the two red dragons, there are nine red lights.

The red dragon flew extremely fast and reached the top of the Linzi wall almost instantly.

"Song Lin!" Zou Yan's eyes narrowed, with strong murderous intent blooming in his eyes.

boom!

A thunderbolt struck from the palm of his hand.

Zheng!

The blood-red sword light cut through the thunder like a crescent moon.

A white-haired old man jumped down from the red dragon.

The moment he saw this person, Zou Yan exclaimed: "Bai Qi?"

Unexpectedly, Bai Qi, who caused heavy casualties to the Yin Yang family back then, is still alive and has broken through to the realm of an innate Qi practitioner.

"Haha, do you still remember me?"

Bai Qi's eyes were blood red, his sword energy was like frost, and it stung people's backs with chills.

puff!

With one strike of the sword, the sword light split into dozens of pieces, the red sword energy circulated in a circle, and the followers around Zou Yan immediately bowed their heads.

Such ruthless tactics made the surrounding soldiers feel chilled in their hearts, and some were so timid that they ran away in fear.

Zou Yan took out the bronze mirror and muttered something.

Whoosh!

The bright golden light shines towards Bai Qi.

boom!

The next second, it was interrupted by a fireball.

Zou Yan subconsciously looked up and saw Song Lin's figure flying down.

"Your opponent is me!"

Song Lin smiled.

The miasma green bead in the right palm sprayed out poisonous green mist. Under the influence of the Red Dragon Flying Star, the green mist formed a smoke dragon and flew towards Zou Yan.

When Zou Yan saw the move, he blew out the strong wind to disperse the mist, and then fired two thunderbolts from his palms.

"What a powerful Taoist practice!"

Zou Yan was secretly shocked.

What does this person practice? Why is he so powerful?

Then, the two of them showed off their tricks in the air.

Fiery fire, violent wind, thunder and lightning, poisonous miasma, golden light... colorful spells fell like rain.

No one within hundreds of feet dared to approach.

The trend below is almost one-sided.

Because of the variable Bai Qi, innate qi practitioners kill divine breath qi practitioners like pigs and dogs.

Logically speaking, Guan Yinzi has lived for thousands of years, so his subordinates should be extremely powerful.

But he has a big secret. Every time he practices Taiyin, he will kill some people close to him.

One is to ensure that the secret is not leaked, and the other is to ensure that Taiyin has enough spiritual power to protect his physical body when refining.

With the cooperation of Bai Qi and Ying Ji, the Yin Yang family was defeated like a mountain.

On one side is the Yin Yang Family, which is cleaned up every sixty years, and on the other side is Fang Xiandao, which has been prepared for hundreds of years.

You can imagine who wins and who loses.

Of course, the final victory or defeat still lies with Gui Guzi and the others.

Two rays of light, one white and one red, flew back and forth in the sky.

It's not like dropping a spell and making a small hole in the ground.

Zou Yan is good at all kinds of spells and has mastery of all kinds of magic; Song Lin has been taking elixirs like a lifeless thing over the years, forcibly raising his true energy to the point where it can no longer be mentioned.

The red dragon's true energy from the Tanzhong acupoint was spit out to a volume of ten feet.

One of them is a generalist, the other is a specialist.

No one can do anything to anyone.

Whoosh!

Song Lin landed on the roof of the palace, and at this moment, another golden light followed him.

He couldn't avoid it, and before the golden light hit, his skin was covered with red jade-like scales.

boom!

The golden light hit the scales, leaving only a faint white mark.

"Certainly!"

Zou Yan finally seized the opportunity. The bronze mirror shone on Song Lin's whole body, and a powerful force immobilized him.

Song Lin was too fast just now and couldn't catch the shadow for a while.

"Receive the Dharma soldiers and come to my court!"

Song Lin muttered words, and twelve green-faced and fanged soldiers appeared in the mist.

"kill!"

The rampant soldiers rode the dark clouds and charged towards Zou Yan.

At the same time, there was the Sanyang Fire Sword flying from the air.

After losing the subsequent power, the body-holding technique disappears immediately.
To be continued...