After hearing this, Wen Tingxue pinched Lin Zheng angrily. It was indeed trouble-free, but can houses be built in this place in the future?! How to lay a foundation on the cooled magma?!

Lin Zheng was pinched until he screamed strangely, and the next moment there was a furious roar that covered up Lin Zheng's scream. Lin Zheng, who heard the scream, quickly grabbed the hand on his waist, "Stop! I didn't listen to the enemy.

Did you run out? Get back quickly!"

"No need, I have my own worries too!"

"Go cool off, your two strikes are not enough for one move!" After saying that, he stopped Wen Tingxue behind him, swung his sword and bow and slashed!

"Ding!" With a sound, the sword bow blocked the blade that came from the explosion. With the force of the blade pressing down, the roof under Lin Zheng's feet collapsed with a "bang", and the roof collapsed.

The tiles completely shattered in an instant, leaving only a solid skeleton.

What came out of the explosion was a bald man wearing black armor. He was strong and over two meters tall. Not only was he bald, but he also had no eyebrows. He looked ferocious, and his face was the standard look of a villain. Although people cannot be judged by their appearance.

, but it definitely cannot be applied to this guy this time. As the guy raised his eyebrows, his expression became even more ferocious.

"You bitch, you dare to ruin my good deeds, uncle, I won't spare you!" The bald head roared, and the back of his head suddenly burst into golden light, making Lin Zheng a little stunned. Could this guy be the Buddha?!

Just as he was thinking this, a golden hammer flew up from the back of his head. Lin Zheng was speechless for a while and meowed. You fake Buddha is quite good at pretending!

"Fa Bao!"

"Cang!" Lin Zheng ordered Taishan Yin to hit the hammer. With one blow, the hammer was so bright that the light flickered. Before the bald man could react, he raised his fist and hit his head!

With a sound of "Cang!", the bald head flew backwards, and Lin Zheng threw up his hand. Come on, is this guy's head made of iron? He was careless and didn't use sword energy to protect his body, and he actually smashed it.

My hand hurt for a while.

"Don't move!!"

A loud shout suddenly came from behind Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng, who heard the shout, turned around and saw a man in Taoist robes holding Wen Tingxue hostage with a sword with a shining cold light.

Placed on Wen Tingxue's neck, the sharp blade had already scratched her skin, and little bits of bright red oozed out.

Looking at the man with a fierce look on his face, Lin Zheng curled his lips and said: "You, a master of the Perfection Realm, actually take a weak woman as a hostage, don't you think it's embarrassing?"

The Taoist's face turned red when he heard that. The upper limit of a cultivator's dignity is very high, but the lower limit is also very low. No, after the Taoist blushed for a moment, he shouted sternly to Lin Zheng: "Stop talking nonsense! Immediately.

Throw away the weapon in your hand and give up the control of the magic weapon, otherwise, I will cut off her head!" As he said this, the man used his sword a little harder, and suddenly Wen Tingxue's neck became bright red.

At this moment, the bald head that had been punched away by Lin Zheng flew back again. He quickly swung the sword and struck Lin Zheng down! The speed was so fast that Wen Tingxue didn't even have time to remind Lin Zheng to be careful.

However, just when Lin Zheng was about to be struck, the sword bow suddenly swung over and missed the bald head's blade. Then he turned around and punched again. This time, Lin Zheng opened his corrosive claws!

"Bang!" With blood and teeth splashing, the bald head flew backwards again.

"Asshole!" The Taoist who held Wen Tingxue hostage yelled angrily, "Do you not care about this bitch's life or death?!"

"Cut it!" Lin Zheng turned around and looked at the man calmly, "No matter how many times you chop her, even if you chop her into pieces, I can still revive her when you look back." With that, he rushed to Wen Ting.

Xue smiled and said, "It will only hurt a little, so bear with it."

Facing Lin Zheng's smile, Wen Tingxue couldn't help but laugh. Although she had never heard of a method that could resurrect the dead, since it was said by Lin Zheng, she had no need to doubt it.

But the Taoist didn't believe it. He grabbed Wen Tingxue and shouted angrily at Lin Zheng: "Boy, if you want to deceive me, you are too young! I say it again, throw away the weapon in your hand immediately!!"

However, Lin Zheng did not follow what the Taoist said. Instead, he walked over step by step with the sword and bow. Looking at Lin Zheng who was getting closer and closer, the Taoist's eyes showed surprise and uncertainty. Could it be that

This guy really has the means to resurrect the dead?!
Chapter completed!