Lin He froze for a moment as well. It was not that he had no interest in the Earth-Armored Dragon; he had been waiting to act until both sides had battered each other bloody.
He had never expected Sect Master Sun to hand over the Earth-Armored Dragon he had already secured.
Of course, Sect Master Sun had no good intentions. Once the Earth-Armored Dragon was in Lin He's hands, Extreme Yin and the others would never let him go. The harder the two sides fought, the better the chance Sect Master Sun and his companions would have to escape. These old fellows had cultivated for hundreds of years, and not one of them was easy to deal with.
These thoughts ran through Lin He's mind, but his hands did not slow. A great golden hand flew out and swiftly seized the Level Five Earth-Armored Dragon, then immediately stowed it in his Spirit Beast Bag.
"Lin He!"
Seeing this, Extreme Yin and the others flew into a rage. They hastily redirected all their previous attacks toward Lin He.
Countless attacks came one after another. Streaks of light from various Magic Treasures flew toward him, accompanied by great hands of every color, intent on annihilating both Lin He and Zhou Yuan.
Beside him, Zhou Yuan knew her cultivation was low. Although she was interested in the Earth-Armored Dragon too, she had not joined the struggle for it.
Faced with so many attacks, her face filled with despair. Even a late Core Formation cultivator would probably be blasted to death on the spot by such an assault. It was utterly beyond an early Core Formation cultivator like her to withstand.
Zhou Yuan hurriedly looked at Lin He beside her. He gave a cold snort and slapped his Storage Bag, bringing out eighteen Corpse