Chapter 1176 Wangxian Yaowang's Plan

Lin Yue's figure, standing upright under the sky, made people feel apprehensive.

With a single swing of the sword, the entire palace was shaking.

At this time, the old Holy Master Wangxian's complexion changed drastically.

This force made his scalp tingle.

He actually gave birth to a sense of invincibility.

boom--

The endless skeletons formed a big sword, which slashed straight at Lin Yue's sword light.

The power is venting.

It can be seen that the big white bone sword is cracked inch by inch at this time.

Contact but moment.

Lin Yue easily defeated the old Holy Master Wangxian's tricks.

Lin Yue's momentum continued unabated, and he took a step forward, holding the Emperor Sword in his hand.

Everyone felt their scalps go numb. The terror that this fellow was born with was just the cultivation of the Lord God Realm, but his aura overwhelmed the old Holy Master Wangxian.

"Since you want to kill me to seize the treasure, let's see if you have the strength." Lin Yue's face remained unchanged.

Immediately afterwards, another sword strike.

The old holy master Wangxian resisted with magical powers.

All the bones were shattered, turned into powder under Lin Yue's sword light, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

puff--

Old Holy Master Wangxian spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Blood was dripping, staining the bones red.

The people in Wangxian Holy Land quickly supported the old Holy Master, and the huge impact directly made them all take a few steps back.

One person suppresses a holy place!

Lin Yue stands under the sky, and now he is a symbol of invincibility.

Enough to overwhelm everyone.

The old holy master Wangxian said inconceivably: "It's only been a hundred years since you disappeared, and your realm has not broken through. Why are you so powerful?!"

Lin Yue's achievements in the place of burial are obvious to all. Although he is strong, he is definitely not an opponent in the real ancestral realm.

"There are many things you can't think of." Lin Yue just replied lightly.

He shot again.

The sword in his hand was blazing.

It almost runs through the entire Wangxian Holy Land.

"I look at the lineage of immortals, how can I be weaker than humans, boy of the human race, you are too arrogant!" The old holy master was very annoyed in the face of Lin Yue's unilateral suppression.

I saw that he once again condensed his magical powers.

The endless white bones outside the Wangxian Holy Land began to gather, and within a short period of time, they had turned into a huge human-shaped skeleton. Following the art of the old Holy Master Wangxian, meridians gradually appeared on the skeleton of the white bones.

Flesh is also born at this time.

With a roar, Bai Gu slapped towards Lin Yue.

The entire earth began to shatter, and under the strong strength of the white bones, an extremely deep canyon was directly formed.

Endless white bones fell downward.

Lin Yue didn't dodge.

He used Taixu Babu, and the phantom of Asura appeared, and he also stretched out his palm, resisting the advancing body of the bones.

But Lin Yue took a step forward and killed the old Holy Lord and the others.

The bitter breath, with killing intent, like the strong wind in March in the cold winter, makes people chill all over.

They all kept going backwards.

Lin Yue's momentum continued unabated, and the Emperor Sword was shining with blazing brilliance.

People here can barely open their eyes.

The phosphorescent flames in the pupils, representing the soul, appeared to be extinguished.

The people in Wangxian Holy Land formed a large formation, trying to resist Lin Yue's forceful pace, but under Lin Yue's power now, everything is nothingness.

"He has smelted the marks of the four great demon kings, juniors, be careful!"

Wangxian Yaowang under the altar in the main hall also spoke to remind him at this time.

But now, as long as Wangxian Yaowang's body is not born, there is no one in Wangxian Holy Land who is Lin Yue's opponent.

"It turns out that you have improved so fast in a hundred years because you have borrowed the power of the demon king's mark!" The old holy master had realized something, but he secretly cried out in his heart: "Even if you know the source of his power now, there is no way to check and balance it!" means."

"Could it be that the Holy Land of Immortals is going to be wiped out like Netherworld, Zhuoxian and Ancient Pot today?" The Holy Master already showed despair.

The large formation they formed is also shattering like a mirror screen.

"Don't say something depressing!" The old Holy Master scolded.

It's just that a lot of cold sweat has already oozed from his forehead.

In order to resist Lin Yue's attack, he also endured great pressure.

It's almost impossible to resist.

"Old Ancestor, let's surrender..."

Someone said in frustration.

"This god of killing, do you think you can survive if you surrender?!" The Holy Master had seen Lin Yue's terrifying methods in the burial place.

Randomly slaughtered a person from the Holy Land, and finally directly absorbed the strong man from the ancestral realm.

The old Holy Master's scalp was numb.

He wished he could kill the person who said surrender, because now he also had the idea of ​​surrender in his heart.

Right now, though, surrender seemed impossible.

puff--

Under the aftermath of Lin Yue's sword light, several people exploded into blood mist.

And this is just the beginning.

After a while, the people who hoped for the Holy Land of Immortals, under the remaining power, their bodies and spirits were completely destroyed.

The bones turned into powder, without even screaming.

"The power of Wangxian Holy Land no longer needs to exist in the world." Lin Yue just said lightly, as if it had already decided the survival of the entire Holy Land.

"Wait!" Wangxian Yaowang yelled, trying to prevent Lin Yue from attacking next.

Looking at Lin Yue's incomparable means.

The huge white bone puppet at this time was also directly torn apart under the phantom shadow of Asura, turning into several petals.

Lin Yue turned a deaf ear to this, as if he had already made up his mind to kill.

Chi -

The sword light cut through the void.

Straight to several thousand feet.

puff--

The formation was broken directly.

The old Holy Master was coughing up blood at this moment.

Although they were born with psychic bones, their blood is essence, and every drop of blood is extremely precious to them, and it is the condensed cultivation.

Half of the skeleton creatures in Wangxian Holy Land died under this sword.

The old Holy Master was injured, and he had almost no power to fight again.

"I apologize for what happened just now, and I am willing to show the demon king's mark!" The people in Wangxian Holy Land are of great use to Wangxian Demon King, and you must not just watch them die in front of you.

Lin Yue just glanced at the hall slightly.

Then came to the old holy master.

The emperor's sword pointed obliquely, straight to its throat, less than three inches away, the power on it could destroy its body and spirit at any time, and just fell.

It can be felt that Wangxian Yaowang seems to have panicked.

Lin Yue was too calm, as if he had figured out his mind.

"well!"

Wang Xian Yaowang sighed.

I saw a translucent white light slowly flying out of the hall with a mysterious aura.

Wang Xian Yaowang handed over his mark.

But most of the Wangxian Holy Land has already been killed or injured, which is already a huge loss for him.

Lin Yue will absorb the imprint of the Immortal Demon King.

Only then did he take back the Emperor Sword.

He closed his eyes slightly, only to see the imprint appearing in an empty space constructed by his Sea Consciousness Formation.

"You don't have to do this." Lin Yue just said lightly.

Then, he left the place.

Wangxian Yaowang left behind a face full of black lines.

This time, he really underestimated Lin Yue's city.

"This human race's thoughts are close to demons. Even I can't figure it out. Today, Wangxian Holy Land was planted." Wangxian Yaowang sighed leisurely.

Then, he fell into a deep sleep. After such a long period of suppression, he was already very weak and needed to spend a lot of time sleeping and recuperating.