"General Lin, I know that since you are the heir of the Death Gate, your cultivation must be at the eighth level. But this old man Guichen is extraordinary. If you and I join forces, I'm afraid we will both end up in trouble..."
Lin Che said firmly, "As long as he shows up, I will definitely kill him!"
Li Zhenjiang didn't answer directly, but asked: "Can you really save me?"
“You’ll know once you try it!!”
Li Zhenjiang was silent for a moment, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes - if this could really eliminate the internal troubles, even if it was a risky move, it was worth a try.
"Okay, then General Lin, please—"
Lin Che stretched out his hand and grabbed the Haoran Demon-Suppressing Pen in mid-air.
Swish, swish, swish, he swung his brush hundreds of times across the room, sketching in the air. A powerful, righteous aura practically enveloped the entire room, like a golden cocoon.
With the room filled with righteous energy, even if a fight breaks out inside, it will be impossible for anyone outside to sense it.
Moreover, as soon as these righteous energies came out, Li Zhenjiang immediately felt that the pain in his body was reduced by more than half.
This is a confrontation between the righteous energy and the demonic Buddha power within the body.
Lin Che stretched out his hand again, and a green illusory hand appeared out of thin air behind him.
He pressed it down on the purple-gold bowl.
Crash!
The green illusory hand once again grew countless tiny vines, which quickly covered Li Zhenjiang's entire body.
In just a dozen or so breaths, these hair-sized vine buds wrapped around the cracks in the Heavenly Armor like living things, and the evil energy of the purple gold bowl was forced back inch by inch, making a harsh peeling sound.
Crackling crackling!!
This piece of heavenly armor that had merged with Li Zhenjiang was being stripped away bit by bit...
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