"Boom"

"Boom"

"Immeasurable sword, a sword from the west"

Boom, Lin Xuan held the Fire Phoenix Spirit Sword, and directly and frantically condensed an immeasurable sword qi, turned into a sword, and swept forward, the Fire Phoenix Spirit Sword let out a clear and beautiful cry, the Fire Phoenix Sword Spirit, frantically blessed the power of the Fire Phoenix Spirit Sword, and wherever it passed, the sword qi was like scorching lava, burning the spiritual power in the void. Ethereal.2.

"Someone came to help, and everybody held on. One of the Terran monks shouted excitedly, the spirit sword in his hand, frantically sacrificed, and cast a wind attribute spirit sword, and ten thousand sword lights slashed out towards the front, and the two monks were horns of each other, attacking and defending.

The power of a sword made one of the Heavenly Demon Corpse Kings in the early stage of the Yuan Infant realm directly splattered with black blood and roared violently.

And the three Lin Xuan spiritual power clones are each performing their own stunts, each of which has one-third of Lin Xuan's strength, even if it is one-third of Lin Xuan's strength, it is comparable to a monk at the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Three spiritual power phantoms, an immeasurable sword qi, a great mudra of annihilation, and a mountain-shattering demon axe.

Poof, boom, boom, boom.

The sword light flashed, and he slashed at his waist, and the Great Handprint of Silence fell directly, crashing the huge body of the Heavenly Demon Corpse King down.

Lin Xuan's real body, with a wave of one hand, but he pinched his hands, and his face was gloomy, "I will kill the Dao with blood sacrifice, Shura Hell and open it." “

Boom, the terrible ghost howl came from the void, Lin Xuan's hands kept superimposing, and a round of Shura Hell opened behind him, like a dark whirlpool, one after another Shura murderous aura, frantically condensed around Lin Xuan's body, and the murderous aura condensed, constantly making Lin Xuan feel the powerful killing power, and his eyes had a trace of red.

"Hmph, I actually want to dominate my divine consciousness and fall into a completely demonic killer, if it weren't for my powerful Buddha Flame Divine Sense to suppress all vanity and evil, I'm afraid I would really be dominated by this exercise, but now, only I dominate your cultivation hell, you are my cast, you should be controlled by me, kill. ”

Lin Xuan's eyes regained their clarity, the more cold he became, holding the Xingtian Battle Axe, outside his body, one after another Shura murderous aura condensed, making him feel more majestic power. Behind him, the Shura Hell spun wildly, and one after another Shura murderous aura emanated from this Hell Hell.

"Kill" Lin Xuan sacrificed the axe of the Heavenly Punishment, and now his physical cultivation strength is comparable to that of the great monk, and even under the blessing of this murderous condensation, he is even stronger than the great monk, plus the peak spirit treasure of the day after tomorrow is in his hand, and he casts the mountain-breaking and sealing magic axe, as if entering the realm of no one.

"Boom" click.

Stopping the waist and breaking off, that day the Evil Corpse King was directly beheaded by Lin Xuan on the spot, and his body was separated, and the Shura Hell behind him frantically sucked the corpse of the Demon Corpse into the Underworld, for a while, the Hell frantically collapsed the space, and the corpse of the Demon Corpse King that day was directly crushed by the shattered space, and the slightest trace of blood and qi power was absorbed by the Underworld, and the murderous aura was even more condensed, and the crazy blessing was outside Lin Xuan's body.

The three Yuanying Realm monks were stunned, who was this person in front of them? Is he a god-transforming monk? With a raised hand, he killed a Heavenly Demon Corpse King of the Yuanying Early Realm, what was the black whirlpool behind that person, it looked so terrifying.

"Hurry up and keep up, this is my Sect Elder Lin, whose strength is unparalleled, follow Elder Lin and kill the ghosts of the Yin Division. ”

At this moment, Elder Pang was like Lin Xuan's microphone, constantly talking beside the three monks, looking excited, his sect had such a strong man, and it was not only Lin Xuan's eagerness to look down on this battle, but after this battle, Lin Xuan would just return to the front of the monks of the Youzhou Cultivation Realm with a hegemonic attitude, letting everyone know that Elder Lin Xuan, who had been missing for thirty years, was back, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that it made people's hearts palpitate.

One battlefield, another battlefield, Lin Xuan followed behind the more and more Yuanying early stage cultivators, it actually reached more than thirty people, and the Heavenly Demon Corpse King and the Soul Eater King of the Yin Si Realm who died in their hands reached nearly fifty people, and in the battlefield, a strange scene appeared.

A man in a cyan robe, his body was shrouded in a mist-like aura, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, but the man was holding a battle axe, and there was a pitch-black whirlpool behind him that was spinning wildly, and the whirlpool could directly collapse that space, emitting a palpitating coercion, and once the corpse or the soul king was sucked into that space, there was no dead scum left, and it was directly completely crushed by the whirlpool.

Nearly fifty Yin Si ghosts died, for the battle situation, it was a fatal reversal, at this moment the Terran monks appeared, a group of early Yuan Infant mixed with several Yuan Infant middle stage monks, like sharp knives, in this black swamp crazy shuttle, where the place of the war group is completely subverted, there will be a burst of Yin Si ghost things terrible roar, and then this war group is gone, there will be a group of monks like that sharp knife, crazy towards the next battle group.

Lin Xuan gradually felt a scorching killing intent, his eyes became more and more red, at this moment, the Yin Si ghost thing that died in his hands was no less than thirty people, the murderous aura outside the body, the more real it had been condensed, and the murderous aura was atomized, this murderous aura, when it was close to the Yin Si ghost, this murderous aura could actually turn into sword qi and burst out wildly. The power of that sword was even no less than that of Lin Xuan's Great Mudra of Annihilation.

Lin Xuan was simply pleasantly surprised, this [Shura Hell Hell] Dao method is simply the stronger the killing, the stronger the power, and this murderous aura is even stronger to the extreme when it reaches the time of condensation and atomization, and he doesn't have to worry about his divine sense being controlled by that killing aura, with the Buddha Flame Divine Sense suppressing the Purple Mansion, he has no worries about being eroded by that killing aura.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but a monk had already said it in the back, this was Elder Lin Xuanlin, who had disappeared from the Iron Sword Gate thirty years ago.

"What? He is Lin Xuan? Lin Xuan, who was strong against Tianqingzi back then, seemed to have heard that Tianqingzi, Tianqiong Lao Dao, and Ling Daozi set up a killing game to deal with him, but I didn't expect that he still didn't die, and now this strength is really terrifying, thirty years ago, he was able to match the great monk, and now this kind of strength is simply shocking to me, I am afraid that it has reached the realm of Xiaohua God, and it is also possible. ”

Some monks came from Quanzhou for thirty years, and they may have heard of Lin Xuan's name, but they have all heard of it briefly, and they never thought that a person who had been missing for thirty years would actually return, and as soon as he went into battle, he would shock the audience.

The Yin Si Realm has already taken precautions at this moment, and there are so many corpse kings and soul kings who have died, for the remaining corpse kings and soul kings of the Yin Si Realm Yuanying Realm, if they are broken one by one like this, I am afraid that the situation will be very unfavorable for them, and now the difference between the two parties is only more than fifty people, and at this moment, the morale of the Terran monks has risen sharply, and all the ghosts in the Yin Si realm have frantically withdrawn from the battle group, and they are constantly accumulating together.

(End of chapter)