After digging Wang Linlang's heart, Fang Lin turned and looked at the old road with crane hair.

This old Taoist with crane hair was coldly looked at by Fang Lin, and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered. His strength was worse than Wang Linlang. Even Wang Linlang was dug, and I'm afraid he can't beat Fang Lin under the Madness at the moment.

Fang Lin's face was full of ferocity, with blood interwoven in his smile. It looked a little ferocious and weird, which made people feel cold.

"Old thing, your heart is estimated to be older. I'm not interested!" Fang Lin laughed, startled the old Taoist priest, but found that Fang Lin did not rush towards him, but directly rushed to the Seven Star Tower not far away.

Fang Lin's strength at the cost of his own vitality cannot last long. He must rescue Dugu Nian in the shortest time, and then fight out of the siege under this snare.

Although this seems almost impossible, Fang Lin still has hope in his eyes, and his heart has not given up.

"You can't get close to this tower." The Taoist in white stood in front of Fang Lin, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Get out!" Fang Lin shouted angrily. The white bone dragon gun was held high and stabbed directly at the white robed Taoist.

The white robed Taoist did not move, and he did not mean to dodge at all. When the white bone dragon gun hit, he saw that the white robed Taoist stretched out a hand, and it was very easy to hold Fang Lin's white bone dragon gun.

The falling trend of the white bone dragon spear suddenly stopped, and Fang Lin tried his best, but it was difficult to make the white bone dragon spear inch further.

"Very good power, much stronger than ordinary elders. Unfortunately, the greater the power you use now, the faster you will die." The white robed Taoist said faintly, with some admiration in his tone.

Fang Lin sneered, "you seem very relaxed?"

The white robed Taoist smiled, "OK."

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist in white robe suddenly moved his eyebrows and felt Fang Lin's strength suddenly increased.

The white bone dragon gun rattled and approached the Taoist in white again, only three inches away from his face door.

Fang Lin's throat roared dully, and his eyes were red, pouring out all his strength.

Three inches!

Two inches!

One inch!!!

The white robed Taoist finally became upright, not as relaxed as before. Fang Lin's strength at the moment, even a strong Taoist like him, must do his best to deal with it, otherwise he is likely to capsize in the gutter.

This last inch of distance, just like the end of the earth, made Fang Lin feel powerless and helpless.

Both of them were exerting their full strength, and the white bone dragon gun suddenly cracked with a click. Fang Lin reacted very quickly, and stepped down directly on the white robed Taoist's face.

As soon as the white robed Taoist pointed out, he was impartial under Fang Lin's feet. Suddenly, Fang Lin's feet seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and a blood hole appeared, and blood flowed out.

However, Fang Lin didn't care. After all, this foot still stepped on the Taoist in white robe and kicked him out.

The white robed Taoist's immaculate robe was also stained by the blood gushing from Fang Lin's feet, which looked a little sad and beautiful.

Fang Lin kicked the Taoist in white robe away with one foot, and did not care about the injury at his feet. The nine heavy sky footwork was performed to the extreme, and suddenly came to the front of the Seven Star Tower.

Looking at the towering Seven Star Tower in front of him, Fang Lin didn't hesitate at all, and his strength was condensed in his fists.

Kylin fist! True dragon boxing!

Both fists came out together and hit the Seven Star Tower severely.

For a time, the Seven Star Tower shook violently, and the light on the tower seemed to be dimmed a lot.

But the tower is still very stable after all. Even Fang Lin's two fists with all his strength still did not defeat the tower.

The Taoist in white stopped again, and Fang Lin forcibly took his palm, and his chest was stuffy for a while, but he didn't feel any pain.

After patting the Jiugong bag, the ancient spear appeared in Fang Lin's hand, and his murderous spirit rose.

"You have reached a dead end, so don't struggle any more. This will only increase your pain." Bai Yi Dao said in the crowd, and the Liuyue sword in his hand never came out of its sheath.

"I stabbed you to death!" In response to the Taoist in white, it was such a vulgar remark that Fang Lin directly killed the Taoist in white with an ancient spear. There was no superfluous move, that is, he stabbed the Taoist in white with a spear.

The Taoist in white shook his head. He just wanted to stop Fang Lin's desperate attack, but Fang Lin flashed a gun. He was not shooting at him at all, but directly threw the ancient spear in his hand at a person not far away.

That man is the thin old Taoist who is besieging the Millennium corpse ginseng.

"Be careful!" The Taoist in white hurried to remind him that the thin old Taoist also reacted quickly. He noticed that there was a sharp wind behind him, looked back, and hurriedly flashed aside.

"Run your grandmother's leg! Did uncle let you run?" The thousand year old corpse ginseng hugged the thin old Taoist priest and didn't let go.

The thin old Taoist couldn't get rid of it. His mind was shocked, and the ancient spear behind him also arrived.

Poof!!!

The ancient spear went directly into the back of the thin old Taoist's head and poked the whole head of the old Taoist into a piece of paste.

The thousand year old corpse ginseng was also stabbed by the ancient spear, but its skin was rough and thick, and it was completely a rotten stone that could not be hit, and the ancient spear could not hurt him.

It was the thin old Taoist who completely didn't expect such a thing to happen. He was careless for a moment and died miserably.

The great elder died so oppressed, but it's a pity that he died after all. He was killed by Fang Lin with a spear, and half of his head was broken into pieces. Even the great elder couldn't survive.

The Millennium corpse ginseng grabbed the ancient spear with one hand and suddenly threw the ancient tree out with the other hand.

Boom!!!

The ancient tree released an extremely terrible smell, so that those Taoist masters who besieged the Millennium corpse can't get close to the Millennium corpse at all.

Even the young man with profound cultivation was the same, and he was forced to retreat by the breath released by the ancient tree.

The Millennium corpse ginseng finally got together with Fang Linbing, threw the ancient spear to Fang Lin, and then swung the ancient tree in his hand and threw it down at the Taoist in white.

The Taoist in white finally couldn't hold his hand any longer. The Liuyue sword suddenly came out of its sheath. Between a brilliant moon shadow, the fierce sword Qi raged on Fang Lin and the Millennium corpse ginseng.

When the ancient tree fell, the Taoist priest in white robe shook it hard with the Liuyue sword, but unexpectedly, the ancient tree was so powerful that the light of his Liuyue sword was dimmed by a blow.

"This thing is weird!" Seeing the situation, the Taoist in white didn't dare to take risks with Liuyue sword anymore, so he stepped back.

The Millennium corpse ginseng and Fang Lin were injured by the sword gas emitted by the Liuyue sword when it was taken out of its sheath. The Millennium corpse ginseng was ok, and nothing happened at all. Fang Lin's Kirin battle suit was much damaged, and there were some more sword marks on his body. The blood flowed and dyed most of his body red.

PS: the second shift, continue codeword