Mo Lin complained, and then began to let his non-attack begin to change form. He wanted to test the power of the three spirit abilities he obtained. When he officially launched his revenge against the Clear Sky Sect, he wanted to use this non-attack to fight. Yes, because this is what Mo Lin's father left him in this world. The martial spirit that his mother left him has become Yinglong Martial Spirit. The spirit ring of this martial spirit is too special and should not be exposed now. To avenge his parents, use This non-attack martial spirit is the most suitable. He has not yet learned to use the "sacrificial ring" to sacrifice the ten thousand-year spirit ring. Naturally, he has to look at the power of his three forms and the power of their spirit abilities.

In Mo Lin's hands, Fei Gong turned into a bow, still red and black, exuding a chilling air, but in terms of shape and structure, this bow is a bit outrageous, it looks like a Chinese compound bow, But like an enlarged compound bow, the length is close to that of an English longbow, which is very different from the bows of other Mo clan spirit masters that Mo Lin had seen before.

'If you think about it this way, my non-attack shield is a round shield, but my uncle's shield is a square shield. Could it be that the other two forms of my non-attack have also changed? ’

"Xiao Linzi, what are you thinking about? Why don't you try the power of this uncle!" The Asura Demon Sword saw that Mo Lin was inexplicably lost in thought again, so he shouted out through the non-attack martial arts, and turned the one who was watching on the side. Qilin and Phoenix were startled.

"What do you shout, why don't you just draw a bow, and besides, can you measure the power of shooting at this sea that has nothing?" Both the hardness and toughness of the condensed iceberg surpassed the black iron by a large margin, and the only thing that could obviously surpass the iceberg in the first part was the cold-hearted iron essence, which was called the hardest in the continent.

Merlin pulled the bowstring with his index and middle fingers and pulled it back.

'Why is this bowstring so difficult to pull? I've used 5,000 jins of strength, but I still don't move at all. Is it possible that I still need 10,000 jins? ’

Mo Lin instantly increased his strength and used 10,000 jin of strength, but the bowstring remained motionless. At this moment, Mo Lin thought of something, his face darkened, and he threw Fei Gong directly onto the ice:

"Magic sword, my day, you immortal! You TM did it on purpose! Don't you make your voice louder! When did you become such a small belly!"

Fei Gong rolled on the ground a few times, then floated up and said:

"Xiao Linzi, first of all, I'm not an animal, I'm not a soul beast, I don't have a belly or a chicken farm, and you can't say that! Can't you pull it? Can't pull it~, can't do it~ It's a big deal. When the time comes, it won't be over if you replenish your kidneys, don't let me get angry~"

The tone of the Asura Demon Sword can only be described as cheap, there is nothing dangerous around now, and Mo Lin is also alive and kicking, but it is very suitable for "joking" opportunities.

'You kid still has the face to talk about me, every time you say that you will return to the capital of slaughter to inherit the throne, but every time you **** shirk, don't let you have a little more impression on me, you kid probably won't in this life. Going back, it just happened that the terrifying third soul and the third martial soul fell into a deep sleep because they contributed the most in the catastrophe. Without the blessing of martial arts, this kid will use up to 20,000 kilograms of power. This time, let him see himself. The inadequacy after losing the third martial spirit should allow him to focus more on the **** Asura. ’

Mo Lin grabbed the non-attacker back into his hand with a black face, and then the blue veins on his right arm burst out and directly pulled the bowstring to the limit. The blood arrow shot into the iceberg in front of him at a speed that was difficult for Soul Saints to see, and there was hardly any parabolic trajectory in the air.

The Asura Demon Sword was instantly dumbfounded,

'I wipe! Why is this kid so powerful? ! Twenty-five thousand kilograms is the limit that I can keep the bowstring at the moment. He actually breaks it if he says it is broken. If his first martial spirit is the dragon, it will be fine. How long will he have the third martial spirit? reinforced to this point. ’

The Asura Demon Sword has always been restricted by Ying Long's prohibition, and Mo Lin's limbs have long since been transformed into gods and animals to a great extent. The power is still available.

Although Mo Lin is not in the mental space, it is difficult to see the emotions of the Asura Demon Sword, but he just slapped the Asura Demon Sword in the face so happily, shock is inevitable, but Mo Lin has no time to deal with the shock of the Asura Demon Sword now. He walked quickly to the iceberg and looked at the effect of the blow.

The arrow is composed of soul power and murderous aura, and it has now dissipated, but the iceberg is almost transparent, and Mo Lin can clearly see the traces left by the sword in the iceberg just now:

"Huh? It's almost two meters, how come it's only more than one meter deep."

Mo Lin's words pulled back the shocked Shura Demon Sword. He also observed the depth of the traces left behind, and then directly took advantage of Mo Lin's attention to the traces, and used a composite bow to form an arch from his hand. The place directly knocked on the head of Mo Lin:

"What else do you want! I only have four soul rings! You don't know how tough the iceberg you created is!"

Mo Lin grabbed Fei Gong back into his hands and smashed it hard.

"It hurts!!! Stop it, have you forgotten how strong you are now!" The Shura Demon Sword is now like Batman lifted by Bane and crutches lifted by Chengzhang Utsumi. Almost there for the last time!

The Asura Demon Sword (non-attack) is now Mo Lin's own martial soul, and he is not stupid enough to break his own martial soul:

"Be safe~lightnovelpub.net~ Don't make trouble, I still have to test my soul skills!"

Merlin stood back to the place where he had drawn the bow, and pulled the bowstring.

'The second soul skill of non-attack, swinging ghost arrows! ’

A large amount of soul power was condensed on the bowstring, Mo Lin's little hand loosened, and a black arrow flew straight to the small hole left by the previous arrow, and then a huge explosion sounded from the iceberg, and the iceberg was directly blown open. Block, the power at the physical level is not bad, the effect of a certain nuclear bomb sword immortal is not far away, but the name of this soul-calling skill is "ghost-swinging arrow", and its real effect is reflected in the spiritual level.

Because of the distance, Mo Lin clearly felt that his soul was shaken by something, but it didn't move. This feeling was even felt by the far-away unicorns and phoenixes. Both the distance and the effect were very good. , which integrates destruction and control.

"Then it's time to try the next form."

Fei Gong changed in Mo Lin's hands, and the third form appeared in Mo Lin's hands. Seeing Fei Gong's current appearance, unexpected feelings appeared in his heart.