As Lin Yi's consciousness became stronger, the bloody light in front of his eyes gradually dissipated, and he was seeing the dark ghost sword, and Su Yinyin was almost dying, being lifted by the ghost sword in his hand, trembling in pain.
"Let go... her!" Lin Yi said hoarsely, and it took him a long time to squeeze out these words. He felt as if a fire was about to burst out of his throat.
"Boy, what are you talking about!" Ghost Sword smiled contemptuously, "Just because you are so bearish, you dare to play the role of hero to save the beauty!" Lin Yi staggered forward a few steps, the murderous look in his eyes was out of control, " I said, let... let... her!" With a roar, Lin Yi's left arm has already rushed out, and streaks of bloody energy split the surrounding air, chi chi
rattle.
"Looking for death!" Ghost Sword drew out the black air sword, and the ghostly air with the same murderous intent slashed forward, cutting directly at Lin Yi's neck. In his opinion, killing Lin Yi was just a matter of one finger. However, in the next moment, it was far beyond Ghost Sword's expectations. Lin Yi's left arm was releasing blood energy continuously, and the hell in his body was rolling with energy that had been silent for too long. Like the evil spirit of a blood sword,
It was so weird to swallow the black air sword one after another! "This... Impossible!" Ghost Sword was startled, and quickly threw off Su Yinyin, forming a huge skeleton sword with both hands. The murderous aura that filled the sky could destroy the enemy's will before it was activated first. Unfortunately, just experienced The trials of hell, Lin Yi's
Consciousness, how could this ghost sword be able to destroy it. The earth-shattering blood energy erupted, and vortices expanded accordingly. With Lin Yi as the center, the entire space was instantly occupied by the power from hell. Ghost Sword,
All felt trembling.
The lame Taoist had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and rushed over to quickly hug Su Yinyin away, otherwise, even Su Yinyin would hardly be able to avoid being wiped out by hell. "This is... the real hell-level ghost power. It turns out that there really exists in this world..." Ghost Jian was surprised and delighted. He has been looking for evil ghost power all his life to cultivate sword energy. For decades, To achieve such an achievement, but with Lin Yi
Compared with the hell, Ghost Sword deeply felt his own insignificance. The hell is launched, and thousands of miles are extinct! Although Lin Yi, who is now sealed, can't reach this terrifying level at all, but the breath of power and death has spread far away. In the center of Sujia Town, almost everyone feels a chill around him instantly.
, the inexplicable panic and fear in the heart, most people did not take it to heart, but only one person sensed this change.
At the intersection of Sujia Town, a group of people were beating a monk with sticks, but he saw the monk crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, letting the sticks hit him. "Damn it, this bald donkey dares to come to my restaurant to beg for food. It's really bad luck. Hit him! Kill him!" The big man yelled, and swung his stick at the monk's bald head. The head was fine, but the whole stick was broken directly.
Cracked.
"The head is really hard, I'll beat you to death!" The big man picked up a brick on the ground and slammed it on the monk's head.
This unlucky monk naturally didn't save him, claiming that people didn't save him, and he didn't save others. Sure enough, none of the passers-by came up to save others at this time.
Faced with this severe beating, the monk who did not save him was quite open, and kept silent all the time, chanting, "Amitabha!"
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through, and the unrescued monk was shaken all over, feeling like he was in an ice cellar, the breath of death was unnoticed by others, but in his consciousness, it was infinitely magnified and drowned... …
"Ah..." The Unsaved Monk suddenly yelled, and before the big men could react, he had already disappeared, yes, completely disappeared, or in other words, the speed of Unsaved was too fast.
Everyone was stunned on the spot, still waving the sticks in their hands, but the monk who was surrounded and beaten was gone, "Monster!" Someone shouted, and everyone ran away. In the medical hall, while restraining the fear and despair in his consciousness, Lin Yi controlled the hell in his arm, and launched an attack on the ghost sword with difficulty. Although the power of the **** sea of hell is extremely powerful, it is a pity that when Lin Yi is released ,most
All the blood in his body had been wasted, and Lin Yi couldn't control it at all. Even so, the vortex and blood energy that was shot out still slowly devoured the power of the ghost sword's qi sword. is a sneak attack, but if there is not enough
Cultivation is also difficult to achieve. To be fair, his Ghost Qi swordsmanship should be similar to Su Yinyin who did not use the Phantom Shenkong Sword.
However, now, he deeply feels that his ghost energy is completely confined in this bloody vortex, and the two forces have the same origin and nature, but obviously, hell is purer than the ghost energy he put together. and much more powerful. "If... I can get the ghost energy from this kid, plus my understanding of Qi sword, wouldn't I be invincible!" Ghost Sword thought excitedly, looking at Lin Yi's eyes, there was more greed and madness, In any case, he also wants to get this power,
This is even more important than the Phantom Shenkong Sword!
Lin Yi didn't know that Ghost Sword had wishful thinking in his mind, his mind was already a blur at this time, except for subconsciously controlling a little bit of poor ghost energy, his whole mind had been assimilated by hell. "Boy, let me see how long you can hold on!" Ghost Sword could tell that Lin Yi was just using ghost energy forcibly, and it was inevitable that the backlash would get stronger as time passed. Yi can't take it anymore
. "Bang!" A black air sword spun a steep arc trickily, and struck towards Lin Yi's heart, trying to bypass the defense, but the sea of blood and vortex had already spread all over Lin Yi's body. Don't give Ghost Sword any chance to break through the defense, on the contrary
I was almost swallowed into a sea of blood. "Huh!" Ghost Sword naturally refused to accept it. The air swords, like lightning from the nine heavens, slammed into Lin Yi fiercely. Although they could not break through the defense, the waves caused by the collision with the sea of blood shook the surrounding corpses. Swept away like a wind blowing out a candle
It's so simple, it's hard to imagine that such power is completely released. Ordinary people may turn into dust without even a chance to resist. This is the real power to destroy the world!
"Get out of here!" The lame Taoist hurriedly picked up Su Xue, and was about to carry Su Yinyin on his back, but Su Yinyin was panting and weak, but refused to accept the lame Taoist's kindness, "Go away, I don't need you poor Taoist priest!"
"Do you think this Taoist is willing to save you!" The lame Taoist suddenly became furious, "A woman like you, even if you die here, no one will feel sorry for you!"
"Well said!" Hearing this, Ping Yan, who was the first to escape, suddenly turned around and smiled, "I hope that Ghost Sword can strip off this bitch and throw her into the street, it will definitely be a good show... "
"Daoist, elder sister Yinyin, she is a good person... Please save her!" Su Xue was so frightened that she burst into tears, fearing that the lame Taoist would really give up on Su Yinyin.
"It's just you silly girl who thinks she's a good person!" The lame Taoist snorted, grabbed Su Yinyin, forcibly carried her behind his back, and ran upstairs, letting Su Yinyin yell at her.
The three of them had just fled, and the corner they were just now had been swallowed by a sea of blood. Only Ghost Sword was fully responding to the attack from hell. He was waiting, waiting for Lin Yi to collapse.
But Lin Yi's will is also surprisingly strong, otherwise, with the oppressive force of hell, it would be almost unbearable for someone who is not a master of cultivation.
"I don't believe it anymore!" The stalemate persisted, and Ghost Sword was forced into a hurry. Thinking that he had worked hard for decades, he had a cultivation level that is enough to stand out from the crowd today. How could he be forced It's so embarrassing!
Ghost Sword took a step back, handed out the Qi sword in his hand, kicked his feet towards the back wall suddenly, his whole body was like a harmonious Qi sword, smashed the blood energy in front of him, and sprinted!
The full force of the human and sword combined to strike, and the ghost aura that was torn apart almost drowned the blood aura around him. The evil aura was fully revealed, and he insisted on resisting the vortex of the blood sea, and rushed towards Lin Yi in the middle.
Such a terrifying power! At this time, the ghost sword really turned into a fierce ghost, killing all the living beings. The skeleton Qi sword forced a crack in the sea of blood, absorbing more and more blood energy, like a ray of blood tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky. When the sea of blood was broken, Lin Yi felt severe pain, as if a part of his body was torn apart. With tenacious will, he desperately tried to stop it, and subconsciously mobilized the terrifying power in hell. The sound of crying and howling, from the sea of blood
The center suddenly swung out, and the terrifying evil ghosts turned into thousands of phantoms, rushing like ghost swords madly, the walls around the entire medical hall were shaken and rumbled, and the poor corpses were immediately crushed into fly ash. Su Xue and the others were all dumbfounded. This scene was too shocking and weird. They knew that even in their heyday, it would be difficult for them to retreat from the sea of blood that erupted. "This kid actually controls the real power in hell,
God, God! "The lame Taoist sighed again and again. No matter how high the ghost sword is cultivated, it will be difficult to resist this explosion. Once the Qi sword is extinguished, the whole body will fly upside down, and the crack that was so hard to break will suddenly close. Ghost Sword will be swallowed by the sea of blood if it waits for another half a moment.
No bones left.
Ghost Sword's body was tightly pressed against the wall, gasping for breath, "This power is too much for my eyes!" Just when everyone thought that Lin Yi could destroy Ghost Sword, the backlash power of hell finally reached its limit. The sea of blood and the vortex began to stop expanding, squeezing and shrinking towards Lin Yi's body little by little. The churning in hell was completely irrelevant in Lin Yi's body.