Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 762: Lin Is Here

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There are thousands of cultivators in Jiuzhou, but only more than 200 people came to Hou Tu Realm. It was rare for everyone to gather together, and before they could calm down for a moment, chaos broke out again.

The situation was critical, and Lin Yi could not take care of everything. He only had eyes for Wen Baizi's every move, and secretly injected spiritual power into the Golden Dragon Sword.

Wen Baizi looked different, and Lin Yi knew it was not good. The spiritual power around him was drained, and the Golden Dragon Sword shook violently, and the light flashed.

"Old Dragon! For my sword spirit, sweep away the ghosts and monsters..." Lin Yi slowly held the sword with both hands and stared at the front.

As expected, Wen Baizi suddenly made a move, and a strong murderous intent came from a distance of dozens of feet. In the critical moment, the old dragon did not move.

Lin Yi's eyebrows were raised, and the aura around him burst out. He shouted in a deep voice: "A spiritual vein! If you don't show up, we will never meet again..."

"Deal! Haha! What an arrogant boy..." The old dragon's laughter suddenly sounded in Lin Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden dragon sword glowed.

At this moment, Wen Baizi's magic weapon had rushed over, Wen Xuanzi, Songyun Sanren and Gongyangli attacked at the same time, and the Yuanying cultivators outside the field sacrificed their magic weapons one after another...

Lin Yi's mouth curled up coldly, his eyes sparkled, and he suddenly raised his arms. A sword light of several feet suddenly came out, and the wind and thunder began to move.

"The dragon shows its power, let me kill him..." Along with the old dragon's shouting, there was a burst of "Ka La La——" tearing sound, and the power of the Yuanshen that imprisoned the surroundings collapsed, and the momentum of Wen Baizi's magic weapon stagnated.

Lin Yi jumped up, swung his arms and a golden hurricane rolled away. In the blink of an eye, a golden dragon appeared, and a dragon roar shook the world.

At this moment, in this corner of Hou Tu Realm, whether it was the spectators or the participants, everyone stood there in shock.

Lin Yi's sleeves fluttered, his black hair flew, and his eyes were bright and murderous under his raised eyebrows. He kicked his feet in the air, swung his golden sword with both arms and chopped it down. His agile figure was as fierce and unstoppable as a dragon. Following the direction of his sword light, the long dragon with shining golden armor, with angry eyes, bared teeth and claws, rushed over with the power of wind and thunder. In an instant, the supreme dragon's might came like a mountain overturning, which immediately made people terrified and panicked.

How could a Yuanying cultivator who was struggling to death under the hands of a senior who had reached the God of Transformation have such a shocking method? And the long dragon shining with golden light is definitely not the common anthropomorphic form, so what is the difference between it and the real dragon coming to the world...

Wen Baizi, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly changed his expression. If the giant axe just now was fierce, this golden sword was even more unstoppable. This was not an ordinary fight between cultivators, this was a challenge to the magnificent power of heaven with flesh and blood.

The golden dragon roared and pounced, and Wen Baizi could not think much. He had already forgotten his other opponent Wen Xuanzi, and hurriedly drove the magic weapon and the magical power transformed by the soul to meet it.

With a loud "bang", the light of the soul dissipated, and the magic weapon flying sword flew backwards like a piece of rotten cotton in the wind, and the manic murderous intent surged, shocking Wen Baizi to turn around and break through the air. At the same time, all the people present suddenly realized and used their own means to escape from the place. For a moment, the light flowed in all directions and the figures ran around.

"Boom--"

In the blink of an eye, a golden light flashed fiercely, and a roar like an earthquake suddenly exploded, and a violent storm swept away. The ravine was deep, and the sword's power remained unabated. Then there was another muffled sound of "Ka La--". The place where the strong wind was located shook violently, and the corridor more than ten feet high disappeared suddenly.

The golden light swirled, and the golden dragon condensed again in the air, shaking its head and tail. Under the fierce dragon's might, everyone was afraid.

"Puff--" Before the person appeared, he spit out a mouthful of old blood. In a corner two or three miles away, Wen Baizi, who was in a panic, fell out, and he was as embarrassed as Lin Yi before. His gray beard was stained with blood, and he looked back in shock, with an expression of disbelief on his pale face. The golden sword... that treasure of the immortal world that should have belonged to Daoqimen...

Hundreds of feet or even thousands of feet away from the two sides of the deep ravine, there were panicked monks standing far and near, and some of them were injured, obviously due to the previous melee. At this time, no one wanted to fight anymore, but they were just stunned by the shocking sword...

Wen Baizi was injured by the sword after just a little block; the people present took the opportunity to dodge, and although they were spared, they still felt uneven and their minds were turbulent. How could the power of a sword be so strong? If it was a step slower just now, who could be safe and sound?

"Stinky boy! You really have something to rely on... Back then, back then, fortunately I didn't push you too much..." Hua Chenzi hid in the crowd and exclaimed in surprise, secretly thanking himself for his luck.

Zhi Niang was still stunned, but she covered her chest with her hands and breathed a sigh of relief. Helping the poor and the needy, morality comes first; facing strong enemies without yielding, with proud character; being indifferent to the world, but daring to show his skills at critical moments. With the combination of gentle breeze and drizzle and raging thunder, modest gentleman and unruly, Fellow Daoist Lin is truly a strange man! Staring at the proud figure, a trace of unexpected joy flashed in her bright eyes!

Gu Zuo looked back at the disappearing Gangfeng Tunnel, and his dark face twitched. Suddenly thinking of those dead fellow disciples, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart...

Ning Yuan had already seen Lin Yi's arrogance and the magic of "three infants in one body", and knew the power of the giant axe, but he was still stunned by the sword just now. No wonder the uncle and the master both looked at this young man differently. From now on, this person will surely shock the nine states...

In times of danger and uncertainty, no one wanted to show off, so Gong Liangzan and several other god-transforming monks hid aside. His expression was as dull as ever, except for the twinkling lights in his eyes. He raised his head and glanced at the arrogant golden dragon, and then turned to the young man. He couldn't help but think silently in his heart, the Immortal Family is a treasure, and the virtuous will live there...

Gongyangli, Zhongsunda, Yinsanren and Mohaqi all had different expressions and unclear thoughts. After Songyun Sanren was shocked, his face was full of confusion. Isn't that kid a demon cultivator? How could he not be able to cultivate both demons and demons with the power of Zhengyang?

A melee in which everyone had the upper hand started unexpectedly, but ended unexpectedly. Although he was surprised, Wen Xuanzi was not disappointed. On the contrary, he was refreshed. What the senior brother said is true. Whenever there is a big opportunity, the signs are unclear, and clues may be revealed by borrowing people or objects. All you need to do is assess the situation and take advantage of your strength, and you can take advantage of it. If you force yourself to do something before your luck comes, it will be like what Wen Daozi did back then. You will just waste your efforts and achieve other people's opportunities...

There are so many people present, it can be said that everyone has one thought. At this time, Lin Yi only had Wen Baizi in his eyes. His eyebrows were slanted, his eyes were burning, his expression was arrogant, and there was an uninhibited sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth. He stood proudly in the air, the golden dragon sword held in both hands was slowly raised again, and the aura around him was menacing.

The sword shocked everyone, but Lin Yi did not take the opportunity to escape, but continued to pour his spiritual power into the Golden Dragon Sword crazily. In an instant, a dazzling golden sword light rose from the sky. The golden dragon was so powerful that it danced wildly, ready to crush the sky. His black hair was windless, his eyes flashed with blood, he looked down coldly, and said domineeringly: "Since my debut, there have been dozens and hundreds of people who want to kill me, and to this day, Lin is here, and the sword is also Here! Wen Baizi..."

After a pause, Lin Yi said coldly with an arrogant expression: "Lin killed Zhuji with his Qi training, and killed Jindan with his foundation cultivation. From the beginning, he killed Yuanying in the middle stage. Master. The only drawback is that Lin has never killed a master who has transformed into a god. How dare you fulfill my wish and sacrifice your blood to my sword..."

There are countless monks in Jiuzhou, but there has never been a person as arrogant and arrogant as Lin Yi! He was just a monk who was in the late stage of Yuan Ying, but he wanted to kill a senior who was in the late stage of divine transformation by name. Not only does he try his best to humiliate, but he also sacrifices the opponent's blood to the sword. In normal times, these words would have been enough to arouse public outrage. At this time, everything was silent.

Perhaps, in the eyes of everyone, Lin Yi has astonishing supernatural powers and is already on par with the masters of transformation. It is not surprising that such a master among masters is young and energetic, and his words and deeds are very different from ordinary people. And whether he can finally kill a senior is also exciting. At least Songyun Sanren and others are quite excited about this...

Wen Baizi's eyes widened, his chest rose and fell sharply, his long beard stained with blood trembled, his face turned green and red, and he shouted: "Boy... you are looking for death..."

When had you ever suffered such wanton humiliation? Wen Baizi, who is more than two thousand years old, can be said to have a strong Taoist heart. He has long been able to express his emotions and anger, but he still couldn't control his anger at this time. He raised his hand and made a move, and the magic weapon that was blown away suddenly flew back from a distance. But when he got up in the air, figures were already shaking around him, and there was no way forward.

Wen Baizi was startled and stopped suddenly. Wen Xuanzi, Songyun Sanren and Zhongsunda lined up in front of him dozens of feet away, all with evil looks on their faces. Gongyangli and Gongliangzan were separated by Mo Haqi and Yinsanren. Blocked in place, it was difficult to get out for a while.

The eight great god-transforming monks separated themselves from the enemy in an instant, and only Bailichuan stayed out of the matter. Many of the junior disciples present were on tenterhooks.

"What does this mean..." Although Wen Baizi had some guesses, he still shouted angrily. The three people in front of them refused to give in. Among them, Zhongsunda raised his eyes and looked at the golden sword and golden dragon. He laughed with an unknown meaning and said: "Enough is enough, too much is not enough. I hope fellow Taoist think twice before taking action!"

Songyun Sanren snorted disdainfully and said matter-of-factly: "The old grudge against you for destroying my ancestor's tomb has not gone away. How can I allow you to stir up disputes among the immortal sect again..."

Wen Xuanzi held his green beard in his hand and echoed in a deep voice: "We are all here for the Houtu Realm, how can we kill each other and make people feel cold? Daoist friend Lin is my Xiazhou monk, how can we let you bully the weak? If so, Where is the morality of our Jiuzhou Alliance? Where is the face of our Shenzhou Sect? We don’t talk about grudges in the fairyland, we only talk about immortal fate, so please let it go..."

The words of Songyun Sanren and Zhongsunda also contained a hint of intimidation, making it clear that they wanted to be polite before fighting. Wen Xuanzi, on the other hand, was righteous and strict in his speech, and did not allow anyone to argue with him.

Wen Baizi was anxious and angry, but could do nothing about this hard and soft approach. At this time, someone sneered and said: "Those who have gained the Tao will find a way out of the dead end; those who have lost the Tao will eventually have no way out!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the golden dragon in mid-air and the sword light that reached the sky had disappeared. Only Lin Yi was holding a three-foot golden sword, with all the madness in his body, and he said proudly: "Senior Wen Xuanzi has something to say, Lin." I have to follow it! Wen Baizi! I hope you can do it for yourself. It won’t be too late to settle our grudges some other time..."

Before he finished speaking, a layer of light flashed through the air, and Lin Yi suddenly dashed away. He was arrogant and arrogant just now, but unexpectedly he left without any warning. By the time everyone came to their senses, his figure had already arrived seven or eight thousand miles away, and then disappeared.

"The art of breaking through the sky?" Wen Baizi was stunned and lost his voice...

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ps: The person who talked about Lin Yixian after the previous chapter was Wen Baizi's senior brother Wen Daozi. I wrote it down hastily without checking it carefully. I blame my brain for not having enough memory. I would like to explain the correction and thank you! There are many friends who read the book seriously, which is very comforting!