Lin Xiaoyao tried to summon the Golden Palace in his body, but the Golden Palace quickly appeared in his hands.
His eyes widened and he looked at the Golden Temple in his hand in disbelief. A strong excitement surged in his heart, and even his hands trembled involuntarily.
"This... how is this possible?" Lin Xiaoyao muttered to himself, with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.
When the ancient ruins were opened, I went there when I was young, but after staying there for seven days, in addition to improving my cultivation and getting many precious elixirs, I didn’t feel any better at all. I have never seen the shadow of the Golden Palace.
This guy is so lucky! I went to ancient ruins twice, and each time more than a thousand people went there together, but I never had such an opportunity. And he only went there once, and he was able to get such a huge opportunity.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel jealous and unwilling. If I hadn't chosen to seize him, I'm afraid that in a few years, this bastard would have grown to a height that was beyond his reach. Just imagining it is terrifying.
At this moment, Jindian, who was supposed to obey his call, suddenly became disobedient, shrunk to about one meter, and launched a fierce attack on Lin Xiaoyao! This incident happened so suddenly that Lin Xiaoyao did not expect it at all, and was knocked backwards by the Golden Palace. He struggled to steady himself in the air, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Lin Xiaoyao was secretly surprised. He did not expect the power of the Golden Palace to be so huge. Although his current strength is not at its peak, he still retains at least 50% of his strength at his peak. However, Lin Xiaoyao was so frightened that he summoned Jin Dian back to his body again, and Jin Dian obediently disappeared suddenly.
Lin Xiaoyao looked inside his body and found that Jin Dian was firmly inside his body. He broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Jin Dian was not completely out of control.
Let’s forget about this for now, let’s restore our strength first. Lin Xiaoyao circulates the zhenqi in his body, and the huge zhenqi fluctuations in his body fill the entire cave like turbulent waves.
Lin Xiaoyao is indeed a strong man. There are nine Lin Xiaoyao sitting in the sky in the cave. Their gestures and movements are the same, like nine shining stars.
In an instant, the entire Back Mountain Courtyard was affected by Lin Xiaoyao's spiritual energy. He could now perceive everything in the Back Mountain Courtyard, as if the entire Back Mountain Courtyard had become his territory.
After half a month of practice, Lin Xiaoyao's strength has recovered to 80%.
Unexpectedly, he was injured and spit out blood after being knocked away by the Golden Palace. From this, you can imagine the horror of the Golden Temple, which is really amazing. It is like an insurmountable mountain.
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Lin Xiaoyao moved his muscles and bones, and as if he teleported to the other courtyard where Lin Yi lived, he gentlyOpen the door and look at everything in the room.
The stinky old man is still the same, and the furnishings in the room are still the same as before.
Lin Yi, who was wandering in the abyss, looked at his transparent soul body and shouted in pain.
Lin Xiaoyao, who was in another courtyard, suddenly found that his physical fitness was a little out of his control. What happened?
He immediately returned and went up to the cave, running his breath to check his body. What was the problem? Why was Lin Yi's body no longer under his control just now?
After circulating the breath, the body improved and once again took the initiative.
That bastard is dead? It can't bite back. Besides, with his little cultivation, it's already too late to resist now.
Lin Xiaoyao felt that there was a powerful force of energy in his body that was fiercely confronting him. His face turned pale and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth. He hurriedly sat down, not daring to delay at all, and immediately mobilized his true energy to compete with the true energy in his body.
He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and a look of pain appeared on his face. As the Qi circulated, his body began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. His breathing became rapid, as if he was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the invisible force.
Phew, Lin Xiaoyao spit out another mouthful of blood. He felt like he could no longer suppress it. He seemed to feel a familiar breath.
How is that possible? How is it possible?
How could a bastard be so domineering and angry?