Chapter 87

Wu Shaoqi's loud shout shifted everyone's attention to Ye Lin.

They were overjoyed; that's right! They still had a Forbidden Spell Master on their side!

In the Zhuangyuan Realm, with the protection of the law, one wouldn't die; a Forbidden Spell Master who wouldn't die, even if he was only level 25, could frontally steel against a level 35 or even level 40 job-changer, right?

"Ye Lin! Why haven't you made a move yet; what are you still waiting for!"

"The monsters in the Zhuangyuan Realm were almost all killed by you alone; are you still embarrassed to hide in the back and not make a sound?"

"Now only you can deal with that Demon Clan; why are you acting like a shrinking turtle?"

With Wu Shaoqi taking the lead, others in Wu Shaoqi's squad also began to morally kidnap Ye Lin one after another.

Mi Xue was almost smoking with anger; she pointed at this group of people and scolded angrily.

"You just said Ye Lin was disgusting, said he affected you, the pillars of Da Xia, and now you want Ye Lin to save you; are you embarrassed? I think you are the truly disgusting ones!"

Those people felt a bit guilty from what Mi Xue said, then frowned and shouted.

"What do you know! If it weren't for Ye Lin injuring us and slaughtering all the monsters, leaving us with no levels to grind, how could we not be able to beat that Demon Clan? In the final analysis, isn't this caused by Ye Lin!"

"You damn! You can even say such words! Shameless!" Mi Xue was so angry that she couldn't help but explode with profanity and exploded with rage; she really couldn't understand how these people could be shameless to this extent.

"Forget it, why are you getting angry with these people; they would blame the lack of gravity if they couldn't poop."

Ye Lin comforted Mi Xue, then said to Wu Shaoqi.

"I can make a move, but I can't work for free, right? How about this, everyone in your squad, each take out a piece of high-level equipment or above for me as a reward, how about it?"

"One piece of high-level equipment each? Ye Lin! You really know how to open your lion's mouth!" Wu Shaoqi scolded angrily.

"What? I am risking my life to deal with the Demon Clan, and you guys are actually unwilling to take out even a piece of high-level equipment? Is the value of a piece of high-level equipment in your eyes more important than the lives of everyone present?"

Ye Lin said sarcastically, not salty or light; isn't it just moral kidnapping? Making it seem like no one else knows how to do it.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of other Zhuangyuans looking at Wu Shaoqi and the others instantly changed, with faint hostility.

Wu Shaoqi's face turned green all of a sudden!

Public anger is hard to offend; he gritted his teeth, glared at Ye Lin fiercely, took a ring off his hand, and stuffed it into Ye Lin's hand.

"Kid, be careful that you have the life to take it, but not the life to use it!"

"Don't worry about that." Ye Lin accepted it with a smile.

Seeing that Wu Shaoqi had handed over a piece of equipment, the group of people following Wu Shaoqi, although they were ten thousand times unwilling in their hearts, could only take out a piece of equipment from their bodies and hand it to Ye Lin with black faces.

Looking at the dozen or so pieces of high-level equipment in front of him, the corners of Ye Lin's mouth almost split to his ears.

Selling a dozen pieces of high-level equipment, plus the five million reward from Qingcheng, he was now a proper multi-millionaire; he would have to sell three or four hundred kidneys to have so much money.

Looking at Ye Lin, who was laughing extremely brightly, Wu Shaoqi's face was a bit distorted.

"Ye Lin! You've taken the things, why haven't you made a move yet?"

Ye Lin ignored him, but handed the dozen or so pieces of equipment to Mi Xue.

"Help me keep them."

"Be careful." Mi Xue's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

Ye Lin nodded and walked toward that man from the Demon Clan.

That man from the Demon Clan was also looking at Ye Lin with interest at this moment.

"You humans are truly interesting; even at a time like this, you don't forget to fight among yourselves."

Ye Lin ignored this man from the Demon Clan, but raised the Red Flame Staff, and mental power condensed at the tip of the staff.

"Fireball Technique!"

The moment Ye Lin released the spell, everyone couldn't hold it anymore.

"What is he doing? Cast a forbidden spell! Why cast the lowest-level Fireball Technique!"

"That Demon Clan is so powerful; doesn't he have any idea in his heart?"

Even the corners of that man from the Demon Clan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Using a Fireball Technique to deal with this lord, you are truly whimsical."

He raised his hand and wanted to crush that small fireball, but just at this moment, the original small fireball instantly expanded violently, forming a red-golden sun in almost an instant!

Boom!

The red-golden sun smashed down, directly submerging that man from the Demon Clan; the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and the surging heat wave rushed toward them.

Everyone was stunned; Ye Lin's Fireball Technique... why was it different from their Fireball Technique?

But whether it was the incantation chanted or the fluctuation of casting the spell, they could confirm that Ye Lin had really released a Fireball Technique.

Is the power of the Fireball Technique this great these days?

Only Wu Shaoqi and his group had gloomy faces; after all, they had truly witnessed Ye Lin's terror; the Fireball Technique was still reasonable, but a Rockfall Technique that could drop a small planet was truly outrageous.

After a moment of daze, everyone was pleasantly surprised.

"Saved! Won, we won!"

"Although Forbidden Spell Masters are short-lived, their combat power is really nothing to say!"

Just when everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, the raging fire disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had been swallowed by a black hole in an instant.

And that Demon Clan protagonist also appeared on the spot; his face was calm, and traces of severe burns appeared on his right arm.

"I can feel that you are different from others; I appreciate you very much; be a dog under my feet, and I will grant you endless glory, how about it?" The man from the Demon Clan raised the idea of recruiting Ye Lin.

"I also appreciate you very much; how about this, you recognize me as your father, and when I become emperor, you will be the crown prince, how about it?" Ye Lin asked back.

"It seems there is no room for negotiation, then I can only kill you."

The man from the Demon Clan shook his head with a bit of regret, and then, on his arm that had almost been burned to charcoal, the flesh and blood actually began to regenerate crazily at this moment; after only a few breaths, his right hand recovered as before.

Ye Lin's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly; the recovery power of the Demon Clan is truly terrifying; with such a fast recovery speed, it is only slightly inferior to his undying body.

It's just that I don't know if this Demon Clan's recovery ability can also recover infinitely?

Ye Lin raised the Red Flame Staff again; the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, forming a scorching flame vortex.

"Illumination Technique!"

Ye Lin shouted in a low voice, and the light at the tip of the staff instantly became dazzling.

Illumination Technique is a practical small skill of the fire system, which can release a ball of bright flame for illumination.

But the Illumination Technique released from Ye Lin's hand clearly had something wrong.

In everyone's shocked and terrified gaze, a flame energy more violent than just now surged out from the staff, turning into a huge fire dragon, roaring toward the man from the Demon Clan.

The fire dragon tumbled in the air, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be burned out, forming a long flame trajectory.

Everyone was stunned; which good person uses this thing for illumination?