There is no such thing as face, for some people who beg for food every day and can't even eat enough.

For the sake of a full meal, even if some people kneel down and kowtow and shout grandpa, they don't care, they all feel that they have taken advantage.

The more people with some status and status, the more they can't pull their faces, and the more they care about face.

The same is true of the practitioner's world.

If a person in the Divine Mind Realm encounters a cultivator who has entered the Holy Realm, even if he is humiliated, he is afraid that he will only be panicked and uneasy, and he will not be angry at all, thinking that he can survive.

But if they are humiliated by cultivators in the same realm, or by younger generations, they can't hold back at all.

"You junior, you deceive people too much!"

Zhu Yu's face was distorted, the blood vessels on his forehead were beating suddenly, and with this loud shout, the true yuan in his body surged, and the originally solid soil under Lin Yi's feet suddenly rolled like a wave, as if it turned into a quicksand in an instant.

At the same time, with a pop, a canopy of yellow sand flew out of his sleeve, hitting Lin Yi's face.

He had long known that Lin Yi was wearing the Heavenly Treasure Armor, but the Heavenly Treasure Clothing could not protect his face, and for any cultivator, the face itself was the most vulnerable part.

In his opinion, Lin Yi struck the flying cymbals so closely, so big, and now that he was hit by his own canopy of yellow sand, his face should be instantly blurred.

"They are already cultivators of the Divine Thought Realm, how can they still be like some unpopular characters in the rivers and lakes, making a move is a means to throw lime and yellow sand. ”

However, when the yellow sand hit it, Lin Yi's face was sullen, like the sound of iron sand hitting the thick cowhide, Lin Yi closed his eyes, and only saw a flash of red marks on his face, not even a drop of blood came out, but Lin Yi's mocking voice had already sounded.

His feet barely sank an inch before the churning quicksand became solid again.

"His exercises are a bit special, no wonder so many Northern Wei generals in the Battle of Zhongli were ineffective against his True Yuan methods, and his exercises seemed to be able to directly dissolve the other party's True Yuan!" Fei Xuan finally saw the clue at this time, and his face was solemn and silent.

"You talk a lot, it's a bit long-winded!"

Lin Yi laughed, raised his hands, but still didn't shoot at the three people, and the cymbals in both hands slammed into each other.

Although he expected it in his heart, the sound of the golden cymbals was too loud, Lin Yi's hands slammed into it, and the loud sound shook, and the three of them were still trembling, and even their hair was stirring up.

Cultivator fighting is a very dangerous thing, and it is natural that it can't be a child's play if you want to fight, but at this time, Lin Yi approached these three Divine Mind Realm cultivators, but he only cared about hitting the flying cymbals continuously, and even Shen Kun and Luo Jilian and the others in the back couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Fei Xu, Zhu Yu, and Yan Jinghai all had their hearts beating violently, and they only felt that this Lin Yi was very weird, but at this time, they were aroused by this voice, and their faces were as if they had been hit by the yellow sand containing the true yuan, and they were in hot pain.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all understood the meaning in each other's eyes, this Lin Yi is really too deceitful, this time even if he takes a risk, he has to stay and fight with Lin Yi.

"I'll deal with those flying needles!"

Zhu Yu's face was blue and white for a while at this time, but he was not a fool, he knew that many of the methods he was good at were afraid of being restrained by Lin Yi's cultivation exercises, and they had no effect.

"Child's play is child's play, but his agitation method has worked. Bai Yuelu originally used this flying needle just to block the retreat of these people, and with her current strength, it was impossible to compete with these Divine Mind Realm cultivators, she looked at the expressions of these three people at this time, and knew that these three people had already broken the net, so she directly received the flying needle in a flash of lightning.

Everywhere this wish feather yellow sand passed, the shadows of those flying needles disappeared in an instant.

Yan Jinghai drew a knife.

He is most proud of the means of Rongku Temple, and in his mind, Rongku Temple represents a kind of belief, a kind of persistence, so he has always regarded himself as a practitioner of Rongku Temple, but before he entered Rongku Temple to practice, he was the knife master of the Northern Wei Dynasty Absolute Sword Sect, at this time those true yuan means are useless, so he naturally uses a knife.

The moment he drew the knife, his sleeves bulged.

There was a terrifying roar swirling around his sleeves, like a sea wrapped around his wrists.

An incomparably large amount of True Yuan that ordinary cultivators could not imagine was incomparably extravagant hovering between his wrists and fingers.

These True Elements did not penetrate towards the exquisite runes on the blade, but only turned his arm into a heavy mountain, and then gave this heavy mountain unparalleled speed.

He knew that the True Yuan method was useless to Lin Yi, so he just regarded this knife as a pure sharp weapon, and this knife was as light as a feather compared to his arm.

A dazzling sword light fell in front of Lin Yi with an indescribable aura.

Lin Yi's face was a little more solemn.

The Cold Knife Crazy Sword is a sword mastery that combines the strengths of the north and the south, and he is of course a master of knives at this time, his face at this time is solemn, not because he feels that this Northern Wei cultivator's sword is subtle and has countless back moves, which is difficult to parry, but he is very serious about trying to see what kind of result will happen if this real Divine Mind Realm cultivator collides with his current strength.

He let go, let go of the two flying cymbals, clenched his fist, and with a loud shout, he directly smashed the sword light with his fist.

It looks like a punch, but in fact he is holding a bracelet in his hand.

When there was a bang.

Countless sparks erupted between his fists and blades.

Lin Yi only felt that there was a strong surge, and he was like being pushed back by a strong man.

He took three steps back, his fingers tingling, and he couldn't hold the bracelet tightly.

But that's about it.

His entire body is stable, giving the impression of an unshakable cast-iron statue.

Yan Jinghai's body was also retreating.

There were countless tearing sounds between his wrists and fingers.

The visible True Yuan streams tore apart, and then spread rapidly, turning into rags of violent and disordered Yuan Qi.

Countless air masses exploded in his hands in an instant, and the sparks in front of him were washed away by this air mass, instantly igniting clusters of incredible flames.

The chaotic and powerful vitality tore through the sleeves of his shirt, and the torn black cloth flew like ashes in the night.

Yan Jinghai's hand holding the knife was trembling.

There were many bloody cuts between his fingers and wrists, and the blood that flowed from the wounds flowed down his arm like an earthworm.

He could bear this kind of pain completely, but he looked at Lin Yi opposite, and he really couldn't imagine that the young man opposite could make his knife like a slash on an iron mountain with the power of flesh and blood alone.

At this time, Zhu Yu had just solved the threat of those flying needles, and the afterglow of his eyes had just swept to such a scene, and he didn't have time to be shocked in his heart, the ancestral snake in his perception had already bypassed Lin Yi's side, and it actually rushed straight at him.

This ancestral snake looks quite stupid, but its body is really huge, and it seems to be moving slowly, but in fact, its body twists and strung forward seven or eight zhang, which is no less than that of ordinary Divine Mind Realm cultivators.

Only when he looked at the ancestral snake, the back half of the ancestral snake's body was still writhing wildly, but the front half of the body had already been raised, looking like it was about to devour him.

Zhu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, he was still looking at the abdomen of this ancestral snake, looking at the gaps in those huge scale armors, still thinking about whether he could attack the flesh and blood of this alien dragon from the gaps in these scale armors, and suddenly let out a roar, the snake head of this ancestral snake was like an arrow shot out by a bowstring, the speed was terrifying, and an open huge mouth had reached in front of him!

The spine of this alien Jiao is extremely special, and the speed of this moment's devouring is absolutely unexpected, Lin Yi fought with this alien Jiao before, and he almost suffered a big loss under its devouring.

Zhu Yu also didn't expect the speed of this ancestral snake to be so terrifying, where did he have time to try to attack the weak point of this ancestral snake at this time, and he was not as strong as Lin Yi's physical strength, and he dared to use his strength to fly.

The true yuan outside his body exploded, and he forcibly exploded with the true yuan, and the whole person flew backwards.

There was a loud bang, like two floodgates suddenly closing, and the ancestral snake bit into the air, but a lot of broken true elements flowed out of the corners of his lips.

Zhu Yu's body was still in mid-air, and the fierce mountain wind blew on his back like a substance, his back was cold, but he was still sweating coldly.

The explosion of the True Yuan under surprise directly consumed the small half-True Yuan in his body.

"Mr. Feida!"

Extremely frightened, he even forgot to conceal Fei Xu's identity and shouted directly.

However, he was also annoyed that Fei Xuan still cherished the true yuan at such a time, and he didn't make a move.

In his opinion, if Fei Xuan still wants to have reservations, then the three of them may really not be able to escape if they want to.

But he was too worried at this time.

"I'm going to see if you can resist me!"

When his shout sounded, Fei Xu's heart had already happened to sound coldly, and his hands had already waved forward.

His hands waved towards Lin Yi in the air, the true yuan fluctuated violently, and circles of visible ripples rippled in the air, but on his palms, there was a black and white brilliance.

His right palm was filled with black brilliance, inky black in the night, but white brilliance was brilliant on his left palm.

This black and white brilliance instantly submerged his palms, his palms were at least six or seven zhang away from Lin Yi, Lin Yi's body was full of qi and blood at this time, like a thorough warm-up, it was the time when his strength was the strongest, but Fei Xu's palms fell into the air, but he felt that his head was suddenly heavy, and his feet were fluttering.

This feeling was like all the blood in his body rushing backwards into his skull, and his whole person felt that his surroundings were blurred, some of his vision was blurred, and everything around him was not real.