After receiving Xiao Yin's instructions, Chu Haoyu led everyone to kill all the soldiers of the assassination meeting.

A huge massacre, I don't know how long it lasted, but at this time, what happened in the black ink beard prison was still going on.

Lin Yun pressed his hand on the head of this Martial Emperor, and he saw in the memory of this Martial Emperor the tasks that this Martial Emperor had performed.

None of them, old and young, women and children, were spared.

Lin Yun frowned and continued to explore into the depths of his memory.

Gradually, Lin Yun saw memories of the headquarters of the Assassination Society.

At this time, the Martial Emperor let out a miserable scream, and Lin Yun hurriedly withdrew his divine sense, and his figure disappeared.

Suddenly, the head of this Martial Emperor suddenly burst open, and blood and brains splashed on the bodies of each Martial Emperor.

The only body left in place was a body with a lost head.

"Mental Restriction ......" Lin Yun's figure reappeared, he frowned and looked around at the group of Martial Emperors.

The president of the Assassination Society may have placed a mental restriction on the minds of every killer.

The so-called spiritual restriction is to parasitize one of one's own divine consciousness in the sea of one's consciousness and impose a restriction on memory.

If this person wants to tell this memory, or if someone wants to spy on this memory, this divine consciousness will explode in his mind.

Lin Yun sensed that things were a little tricky, and he didn't expect that even the killer of the headquarters, the head of the assassination club, would not be merciful.

Lin Yun walked straight to the side of the Martial Emperor on the other side, ignored the voice of the Martial Emperor begging for mercy, pressed his hand on his head, and continued to inject his divine sense.

But the result, it's still the same.

When Lin Yun touched the memory of the headquarters of the Assassination Society, the divine consciousness in the depths of the memory would explode without warning.

Ten people in a row, all of them.

No matter what means Lin Yun used, he still couldn't break through the divine consciousness defense that the president of the assassination guild parasitized on these people's divine senses.

Lin Yun fell into deep thought, if he reached the realm of a Martial Saint, he could directly eliminate the Divine Consciousness left by the Assassination Guild Leader in their sea of consciousness, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to do that now.

"It's useless! If you have a martial emperor cultivation...... You can also find ...... before your consciousness erupts. It's a pity that your cultivation is not enough now. Knowing that there was no hope of survival, Number 19 spoke.

Lin Yun glanced at him and was silent.

If he had the cultivation of Emperor Wu, a waste like the Assassination Society, he could directly destroy it with one hand.

"The former Emperor Wu...... It's ridiculous that it didn't fall to such a point. Number 19 scoffed, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"The ...... of the President's Meeting" No. 19 showed a sneer, and when he wanted to continue to speak sarcastically, Lin Yun suddenly pulled out the Demon Sword and slashed it out.

The shot was sharp and without warning.

This sword directly cut off the remaining eight people.

The severed space formed a terrifying spatial crack, absorbing all of these nineteen Martial Emperors into the void space.

Lin Yun twisted his neck, as if he had done something insignificant.

These eighteen Martial Emperors almost wiped out the entire Four Sects Alliance.

They didn't think until they died, just one person, to kill them all, and it was effortless.

After Lin Yun put away the ink beard prison, the army of the Assassination Society had been completely uprooted by Yasuo and the others, without the slightest omission.

Lin Yun walked in front of Xiao Yin, squatted down, looked at her, and was silent.

He knew that he had been tricked, and it was only after he had made the Four Sects Alliance lose so many lives.

"Master ......" Xiao Yin raised her head, pursed her lips, her eyes were red, she had already cried into a tearful person, and now her appearance, where is there an eighth-level martial emperor, she is just a little girl who has been extremely wronged.

"Eat it." Lin Yun took out three ten-rank pills from his arms and stuffed them directly into Xiao Yin's mouth.

At the same time, both palms pressed on Xiao Yin's shoulders, injecting the purifying power of the true dragon's blood, healing Xiao Yin's injuries.

"It's all my fault...... If it weren't for my insistence......" At this time, Yang Zhaochan saw so many corpses on the battlefield, and felt guilty in her heart, and bowed her head and said guiltily.

Julia stood by her side and comforted her.

Yasuo and the others stood aside and were silent, they didn't expect that this battle with the Assassination Society would end up paying such a tragic price.

Chu Haoyu found Chu Liuyun's body in the sea of corpses, and he squatted on the side like this, looking at Chu Liuyun expressionlessly.

Guo Haoyue and He Peijian, supported by their son, also walked to the side to rest.

The soldiers of the Four Sects Alliance are all disgraced at the moment, although this battle has been won, but they can't have any joy in their hearts now.

They looked at the corpses all over their bodies, their brothers who laughed on weekdays, and it wasn't just these people here who died.

Won a big battle, but they didn't win easily.

This battle between the Four Sects Alliance and the Assassination Society lasted for a month.

In a month, they paid almost two-thirds of their lives for the four alliances.

"Lin Yun, thank you!" Guo Zhuyue and He Peijian, supported by their son, walked in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun stood up, looked at the two of them, and nodded.

Then, he glanced at everyone, and after a long time, he said to Guo Zhuyue, "Sect Master Guo, burn all the bodies of the dead." In addition, for every soldier who died, the bereavement pension at home is still the same. If that's not enough, you keep looking for me to get it. ”

"I have that here." When Prince Nangong heard Lin Yun's words, he stepped forward and took out a storage ring. As the prince of Southern Xia, he has a lot of money.

And Yasuo and the others also took out their savings one after another and handed them over to Guo Zhuyue.

Lin Yun showed a rare smile, jumped up, stood on the mountain peak, and looked at the dazzling sun in the sky.

The Assassination Society's attack on the Tiansha Mountain Range this time consumed energy, almost a million troops, and also lost many headquarters killers and chapters.

Lin Yun knew that after this battle, the assassination would be at least for a short time, and he would not have any thoughts about the Tiansha Mountain Range.

A Martial Emperor, in the army, still has no way to turn the situation around.

Even if a strong man like him, facing an army of 200,000, if he didn't release the Flood Desolation Demon God, he still wouldn't be able to break through in a short time.

Although an army of 100,000 could not kill an eighth-level Martial Emperor, it could easily stop an eighth-level Martial Emperor.

Lin Yun is very eager for strength now, Wu Zong, is still too weak.

If he now has the realm of the Martial Emperor, this battle, without even using the power of the Demon God Nuclear Crystal, can easily defeat the army of the Assassination Society.

The war is not over.

The war has just begun.