"Lin Yun is invincible!"

"Lin Yun is invincible!"

"Lin Yun is invincible!"

The cheers of the people of the Four Sects Alliance were still around, and Lin Yun stared at the group of Martial Emperors in front of him, and the aura on his body was unconsciously released.

At this time, this group of Martial Emperors finally felt a fear from the depths of their hearts.

"What's next?" A Martial Emperor came to No. 19's side and asked aloud.

No. 19 looked at Lin Yun with a complicated expression.

Although he and No. 18 are both fifth-level Martial Emperors, and there is only a difference between No. 1.

But in fact, the power of No. 18 can be ranked in the top ten among the killers of the assassination meeting, but it was only because of a failure in a mission that year that he was reduced to No. 18.

Judging from the means shown by Lin Yun, there is no doubt that No. 18 has died at Lin Yun's hands.

No. 19 looked at the dozen or so Martial Emperors in front of him, and he was still not sure that he would be able to defeat Lin Yun.

"Retreat!" After hesitating for a moment, Number 19 gritted his teeth and said.

Even if they would be punished for going back, but at this moment, their group of Martial Emperors had no intention of fighting in their hearts, and they only had fear of Lin Yun.

In contrast, life is still more important.

"Can you escape?" Lin Yun showed a sneer, the most important thing, he hadn't done it yet, how could he let this group of guys escape.

Lin Yun took out four black tentacles from the storage ring, injected them with immortal energy, and threw them out.

Before the Martial Emperor of the Assassination Society could react, the four black tentacles suddenly pierced in four different directions.

In an instant, a strange black mist appeared on the four tentacles.

In the black mist, the four tentacles grew larger and thicker, and finally formed four giant black pillars.

"What?" The Martial Emperor of the Assassination Society looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

At this time, on the four black pillars, the bursts of black fog suddenly enveloped all the surrounding space, forming a closed cube, enveloping Lin Yun and the nineteen Martial Emperors in it.

"What the hell is this?"

"The Space Movement Charm doesn't work!"

"Divine consciousness can't be transmitted!"

At this time, the Martial Emperor of the Assassination Society was in the 'Ink Whisker Prison', and he didn't know that he was already a turtle in the urn.

"It doesn't take much effort. This is the 'Ink Whisker Prison' of the Demon Domain, and even the Martial Saint can't escape. No. 19 calmed down and looked at Lin Yun standing on the mountain peak, with a complicated expression.

This is the 'Ink Whisker Contract' of the Eighteenth, and the Nineteenth has been on a mission with him and knows about it.

"Go all out!" After thinking about it for a long time, No. 19 could only say this, and he looked at Lin Yun vigilantly.

Lin Yun was even more fearful than Xiao Yin, the eighth-level Martial Emperor.

"I don't believe that our eighteen Martial Emperors attack together, he can withstand it!" A Martial Emperor shouted angrily, and immediately released his martial soul. At this time, Lin Yun had already spoken.

"I ask, you answer." Lin Yun was still the same sentence, without emotion at all, as if he was a lifeless machine, repeating his words.

"Ant ......" The words of the Martial Emperor had not yet been finished, but the next scene made them feel as if they were in purgatory.

I saw Lin Yun's aura change suddenly, and in the ink beard prison, the temperature suddenly dropped, and everyone felt as if they were in an ice cellar.

At this time, Lin Yun, who was standing on the top of the mountain peak, appeared behind him a huge seven-eyed desolate demon god.

At this time, Lin Yun once again incarnated as the powerful Seven-Eyed Venerable, Emperor Martial of the Ages!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yun opened one of the seven eyes on the Flood Desolation Demon God.

In an instant, Lin Yun's eyes turned from black to red, and the swastika pattern continued to swirl in his eyes.

The people of the Assassination Society felt a shock from the depths of their souls, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and their bodies were completely uncontrolled by themselves.

"Everything is controlled!" Lin Yun didn't waste any time, if he didn't cast the Flood Desolation Demon God, it would still take some time to deal with these eighteen Martial Emperors.

Originally, he was also worried that after releasing the Flood Desolation Demon God, it would attract the attention of the 'Four Emperors'.

But after getting the Inkbeard Prison, he was not afraid of it at all.

Under the control of all things, Mo said that these eighteen martial emperors who were less than the realm of fifth-level martial emperors, even if they were hundred, could only kneel in front of him.

"It's ...... What power? The Martial Emperor of the Assassination Society asked in horror, he found that his body was completely unable to move, and the huge Flood Desolation Demon God on his head looked down at him like a god.

Lin Yun looked at these people with a hint of disdain on his face.

If this group of Martial Emperors was in their heyday, the control of all things of the Flood Desolation Demon God could only control them slightly.

But at this moment, the hearts of this group of Martial Emperors were full of fear, and the ability of the Desolate Demon God had been fully exerted.

"Rumors...... A hundred years ago, there was a Martial Emperor in the Divine Domain, and the martial soul was the seven-eyed desolate demon god, leading the temple to dominate the Three Realms...... Could it be that you are the Emperor of the Ancient Martial Arts? No. 19 looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, he had seen some martial emperors recorded in a history book.

Similar to this terrifying Flood Martial Spirit, it is absolutely impossible to have the possibility of inheritance.

Combined with the fact that Lin Yun was a second-level martial sect, but he had such terrifying strength.

On the 19th, he reacted at once.

Standing in front of them, looking at them condescendingly, it was not a Martial Sect at all, but a reincarnated Martial Emperor!

"Emperor Wu ......"

"How is that possible?"

"How can it be Emperor Wu!"

After hearing the words of the 19th, the people of the assassination club hesitated and pressed a huge stone in their hearts.

Even their president is nothing more than a Martial Saint, and now standing in front of them is actually a Martial Emperor?

And not long ago, they also mocked this Martial Emperor......

Even if he was recognized, Lin Yun's face still had no waves.

Because even if they know their identity, it doesn't matter.

Because today, these eighteen martial emperors will not survive.

Lin Yun slowly walked down from the void step by step, and the Desolate Demon God behind him also moved slowly with his steps.

Lin Yun walked in front of the Martial Emperor who had broken his arm at the beginning, raised his palm, and pressed it on his skull.

"No, no, no! Lord Martial Emperor! Lord Martial Emperor! You spare me! I don't want to die! The Martial Emperor trembled in fear, his eyes filled with fear, and he kept begging Lin Yun for mercy.

Lin Yun's face was expressionless, and after pressing his hand on his skull, he exuded divine sense, but he looked up the address of the headquarters of the Assassination Society in the memory of this Martial Emperor.

This is what Lin Yun wants to do.

The assassination would come and go without a trace, so much so that he had been passive all the time.

If you can know the location of the headquarters of the Assassination Society, then everything that follows will be much easier.