Chapter 477: Despised
But the two of them didn't realize who the other party was, so they rushed towards both sides with weapons. When they discovered that there was light in each other's eyes, they immediately stopped attacking, and when they were about to hit each other, they burst out laughing.
"You killed me?"
"Aren't you the same?" After the two asked and answered, they couldn't help laughing.
"It seems that my woman is pretty good and she didn't mistake me." Lin Zhao said with a satisfied look.
"You're not bad. If you think that impostor is me, I will kill you." Qing Ling said with a fierce look. As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhao had already come to Qing Ling's side and pulled Qing Ling up. After looking at Qing Ling's right hand, he discovered that there was a deep wound on Qing Ling's right hand, and blood was coming out of it.
Lin Zhao immediately felt distressed. He took out the hemostatic medicine from his pocket and applied it to Qing Ling, and then gave Qing Ling a pill. Qing Ling's pale face looked better.
"I was almost deceived by that counterfeit, but fortunately, my mind is still sane." Qing Ling looked at Lin Zhao with a dimple-like smile, and looked like she wanted to take credit, which also made Lin Zhao laugh.
Lin Zhao shook his head fondly, stretched out his hand and hugged Qing Ling into his arms.
"Let's go to the next level. Come behind me and I'll protect you." Lin Zhao rubbed Qing Ling's head, and Qing Ling nodded.
"Azhao, do you think there will be a prize in the next level and we can separate?" Qing Ling was a little unsure, mainly because she was afraid that the next level would separate them again.
"Then let's... give up?" It was already the last level, and Lin Zhao was a little reluctant to give up.
"This is the last level. Are you willing to give up? Keep going!" Qing Ling sighed and said to Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao smiled bitterly, "You still understand me, but if we separate again..." Lin Zhao hesitated when he wanted to speak, but suddenly a mist appeared around him. When the mist slowly dissipated, two figures appeared in front of him. in front of himself.
Lin Zhao was slightly stunned. The two people in front of him were himself and Qing Ling.
Qing Ling also looked at the two people in front of her with her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
"You don't need to separate, because you will die together." "Lin Zhao" had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and when he finished speaking, he was already attacking them.
Lin Zhao took a closer look and found that the opponent's force value was the same as his own.
In this perverted level-breaking system, the eighth level is a fight with the one you love, but the last level is actually a fight with yourself? Because Lin Zhao discovered that the other party's moves were exactly the same as his own. If this routine continues, I guess I will be finished. Lin Zhao subconsciously pulled Qing Ling behind him and chose to resist the opponent's attack.
The moment they caught the opponent's attack, a ball of energy exploded between them, knocking them both to the ground.
Clutching his chest and getting up, Lin Zhao set his sights on the impostor Qing Ling.
As for why he could recognize that the other party was not Qing Ling. It's because the other person's eyes are full of coldness when looking at her. Such a woman is obviously not Qing Ling.
"Qing Ling, don't move yet. I'll deal with that impostor." Lin Zhao used the mind-piercing technique to make a notice to Qing Ling. Qing Ling nodded and looked at Lin Zhao with a solemn expression, fighting against two.
Gritting his teeth, Qing Ling climbed up from the ground in embarrassment and struggled to stand up.
Because she found that "Lin Zhao" had the same thoughts as the real Lin Zhao, and he also wanted to solve her problem first.
Soon, the four people got into a melee.
After a fierce battle, the surrounding ground had been shattered, and the air was filled with dust. Four figures stood on the spot with their bodies supported. After a very long time, two of them slowly fell down, turned into nothingness, and dissipated. not see.
The other two also fell down suddenly when the other one fell, with varying degrees of serious injuries on their bodies.
Qing Ling's injury was slightly better than that of Lin Zhao. With great difficulty, Qing Ling crawled towards Lin Zhao, lifted Lin Zhao up from the ground, helped Lin Zhao sit down, then took out the medicine in his pocket and began to treat Lin Zhao's injuries.
Lin Zhao's face was pale and looked bloodless.
"Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao wake up." Qing Ling pushed Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao woke up in a daze, opened his eyes and faced Qing Ling.
"Are we losing or winning?" Lin Zhao's lips were a little chapped, giving people a feeling of being out of breath.
"Win." If Lin Zhao hadn't been protecting himself just now, he wouldn't have been so seriously injured.
He helped himself block the fatal blow from the fake Lin Zhao.
"That's good, let me take a nap, I'm a little tired." Lin Zhao slowly spoke to Qing Ling.
Qing Ling cried and nodded, and could only choose to let Lin Zhao sleep first.
She obediently helped Lin Zhao deal with the wound. The surrounding scene also switched to a square. There were several immortal old men sitting in the square, stroking their beards and looking at the two of them.
Qing Ling faced the two of them and was slightly stunned, "You..."
"It's rude, what's wrong with you and me, we are the elders of the Vast Divine Sect." Several elders touched their beards and spoke with dissatisfied expressions on their faces.
Each of these elders has his or her own characteristics. They are all tall, short, fat and thin. The one who started to scold him was an elder who looked a little round and looked like an old naughty boy.
"It's not easy for these two people with such poor qualifications to survive all the levels." Another elder with regular features and who had tidied himself up said with emotion.
When Qing Ling heard what the other party said, the corner of her mouth twitched. Was there a difference between her and Brother Zhao's qualifications? It’s because these elders’ demands are too high!
"Yes, a force value of more than six million, and a force value of ten million are not enough at all... But if you get through, you will be a disciple of our Vast Divine Sect. This is a rule, and the rules cannot be broken." A white-haired old man sat cross-legged, looking like an old monk in meditation. If it weren't for the moving mouth hidden in his beard, Qing Ling would have thought that he was a living fossil.
"It's true that the rules cannot be broken, but who will accept them?" the fourth elder asked everyone.
Everyone was silent. Obviously, no one looked down on Lin Zhao and Qing Ling.
This was the first time in her life that she was disliked by someone, and Qing Ling felt ashamed and angry.
"Haha, they are a group of guys with eyes higher than their heads. It's incredible that they can pass all the levels with such strength. If you don't want this pair of apprentices, I will!" A tall and thin man snorted coldly. , grabbed them, Qing Ling and Lin Zhao flew uncontrollably in front of the man. Lin Zhao was also awakened by the pulling force. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a very serious middle-aged man looking at him. (End of chapter)