Chapter 943

"In these years, there are so many wastes who overestimate themselves!" Lin Yi sneered, the coldness in his eyes made people shudder.

The remaining bald people were all dumbfounded. Obviously, they did not expect that Lin Yi's real combat power would be so perverted, completely tyrannical to the monks in the Xiaohua stage.

"You guys, are you still running away?" Lin Yi said lightly, the Sun Swallowing Sword in his hand was extremely murderous.

The bald men finally came to their senses, yelled a few times, and fled out at the same time.

Lin Yi tapped the blade of the sword, and swiped it out suddenly, but at the same time, dozens of mysterious fires were released, hitting the bodies of those people.

Lin Yi obviously didn't use all his strength, Xuanhuo just chopped off the arms of those people, leaving behind scorched shoulders.

"Ah..." Amidst the screams, the bald men all fell down. Obviously, these few monks will basically be nothing more than trash in the future.

For a monk who has finally cultivated to the small stage of the Mahayana realm, this is obviously more terrifying than death!

Lin Yi put away the Sun Swallowing Sword, then dodged away, landed on a small mountain in the distance, and began to practice.

After swallowing five or six pieces of lightning crystals in a row, Lin Yi refined them at an extremely fast speed, and the strength in his body also recovered a lot.

Although the power in the thunder crystal is very strong, it still cannot compare with the immortal energy. Unfortunately, the immortal energy cannot be found, and in ancient times, there were not many left.

If one can practice with immortal energy all the time, even a mediocre person without any talent can reach the Mahayana realm at a very fast speed.

Three days later, Lin Yi refined more than a hundred pieces of lightning crystals, and the clouds and mist on the giant mountain in his body increased several layers, and the lightning and lightning in them also began to connect, forming a large network one by one.

Unfortunately, there is still a long way to go before breaking through the miniaturization period.

On this day, when Lin Yi left the mountain to look for some thunder crystals, he ran into an acquaintance.

"It's him! It's this kid!" The bald man was wandering around with a dozen monks, as if he was looking for Lin Yi, "Master Patriarch, it's this guy who broke the arms of several of us!"

With a ferocious face, the bald man pointed at Lin Yi fiercely, wishing he could eat Lin Yi directly.

In the crowd, a man wearing a white shirt flew out. He didn't look old, but his realm had reached the stage of great transformation. He was an absolute genius monk.

The man glanced at Lin Yi coldly, and frowned, "It's too much for a boy in the late stage to act wildly on my Qingyun territory!"

"Patriarch, you must kill him, avenge us, and uphold the authority of our Qingyun tribe!" The bald man roared angrily, "Otherwise, no one will dare to bully our Qingyun tribe in the future!"

Qingyun nodded, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and then he jumped up and flew in front of Lin Yi, "Boy, I don't care which tribe you are from, but this is the Qingyun tribe, and it's my territory. It's too much for you to do this!"

Lin Yi squeezed his chin, "I was just passing by to get some thunder crystals, but your subordinates threatened to abolish me. If I didn't take their lives, I would have done my best!"

Qingyun's face trembled, "Boy, this is the Qingyun tribe, you have to abide by the rules when you come, how can you steal our thunder crystal!"

"Rules?" Lin Yi laughed loudly, "In my eyes, there have never been any rules. Since you want revenge, then come!"

As he said, Lin Yi had already pinched the Sun Swallowing Sword in his hand, even if he faced a monk in the Great Transformation Stage, Lin Yi was naturally right in the slightest.

Lin Yi's own combat power has surpassed the Xiaohua period, and is infinitely close to the strong man of the Dahua period, not to mention, he also has the Daobaolongtu.

However, unless it was absolutely necessary, Lin Yi didn't want to expose the existence of Daobaolongtu, after all, it was a treasure that could be scrambled for by masters.

Qingyun took out a two-meter-long black stone staff in an instant, and smashed it at Lin Yi, "Boy, today the patriarch will teach you what the rules are!"

This battle fell, but it carried an overwhelming black air, covering the sky above Lin Yi, and its power was quite astonishing.

Lin Yi sneered, and with a flick of his finger, the Sun Tunjian flew out, turning into countless sword lights, and shooting outward.

Following Lin Yi's sword, streaks of golden profound fire erupted, as if the entire sky was filled with innumerable golden flames.

And around Lin Yi's body, wherever the sword light passed, black cracks opened one after another, swallowing Qingyun's power.

This fight made others dodge quickly in fright, fearing that they would be hit by the remaining power, and it would be bad luck.

However, after a moment of stalemate, Lin Yi's body was crushed and fell a hundred meters away, almost hitting the ground directly.

In terms of absolute strength, it was obviously impossible for Lin Yi to defeat Qingyun, and he was at a disadvantage.

However, what was even more surprising was Qing Yun.

Qingyun is a cultivation base in the Dahua period. He fought against a late-stage monk, but he barely defeated him. It was not easy for Qingyun to kill Lin Yi.

This time, Lin Yi naturally felt it. Qingyun should have just broken through. Although he reached the stage of Dahua, his strength was mediocre, even worse than Fang Hua that Lin Yi met before.

In this way, Lin Yi is naturally unscrupulous.

"Your Excellency's strength is nothing more than that!" After Lin Yi fell to the ground, he flew up again, and at the same time pinched his fingers, and forcibly threw out the little head in the space ring.

The little head just woke up and was in a very bad mood. He stared fiercely at Qingyun, and rushed up with lightning speed.

"Ka..." The little head opened its mouth, aimed at Qingyun's arm, and bit it with a speed as fast as the wind.

Qingyun was taken aback, and hurriedly swung his stone stick, smashing it out, "Where did you come from!"

The little head seemed to know that it was scolding it, and it became even more angry. With this bite, it actually bit Qingyun's stone staff, and there was a click, and the stone staff was a heavenly weapon after all, but it was directly caught by the little head. Bite off a large piece.

"What!" Qingyun was so scared that his face turned pale, and within a moment of being stunned, his little head bit out several more bites in succession, breaking half of the stone stick.

Qingyun hurriedly retracted the stone stick, slapped the little head hard, "Bastard, get out!"

The little head roared, and instead of retreating, it jumped directly on Qingyun's body, opened its mouth and bit Qingyun's arm.

The strength of the little head is terrifying, even the heavenly weapon can be easily crushed, poor Qingyun's right arm was directly bitten off a large piece, and even the bones inside were broken.

"Ah..." Qingyun let out a scream, and the power on his body fluctuated, sending his little head flying.