After several breaths, Lin Bei finally let go of his right hand, smiled and licked his lips, the expression on his face was extremely satisfied.
"boom!"
Taoist Wuhen's thin body fell straight down and fell weakly to the ground. His wrinkled skin seemed to be directly attached to the bones, and his whole body was as shriveled as a skeleton, which looked horrifying and weird.
His originally bright eyes were dim, without a trace of aura anymore.
"What, what is this method?" Jiang Xuanlei asked with a trembling voice.
"Could it be... the 'Spirit Devouring Heaven Art' of suffering?" Li Luo's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and the strange sight in front of him obviously made him shaken.
"No." Yan Jin shook his head and replied, "I have seen Star Sea Walkers fight against enemies. The 'Spirit Devouring Heaven Art' can absorb people's spiritual power, but it will not take away their flesh, blood, and essence as well."
"Looking at his appearance, he should have absorbed Taoist Wuhen's essence, blood and spiritual energy to nourish his body and recover from his injuries." Cang Youxian couldn't help but ask, "In this case, isn't it better than the 'Spirit Devouring Heaven Jue'?"
'Still more powerful?"
"If it can be used infinitely," Li Luo said with a wry smile, "the effect is really superior to the 'Spirit Devouring Heaven Jue'."
"Now we're in trouble!"
Seeing the violent light flashing in Lin Bei's eyes, Alibuda's heart sank and he murmured to himself.
"Head!"
"How dare you, thief!"
"Suffer death!"
Different from the masters of various sects who analyzed calmly, the seven elders of Wanjian Sect were all furious when they saw their leader was in trouble. They rushed forward with their swords in hand, eager to take revenge immediately and take off Lin Bei's head.
Oops!
Zhong Wen was taken aback and reminded in a anxious voice: "Seniors, don't be impulsive and stay in formation!"
However, the strong saint's movements were so swift. By the time his voice came out, seven people had already attacked Lin Bei.
"Ants!"
A hint of contempt flashed in Lin Bei's eyes, and at some point, a shining golden stick appeared in his hand.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dignified elders of Wanjian Sect were knocked to the ground one by one with his stick very easily, without any resistance.
"He seems to have become stronger?" The look of fear in Li Luo's eyes became even stronger, "Is it because he absorbed Taoist Wuhen's spiritual power and his cultivation level improved again?"
"Let's do it!" Yan Jin's character is straightforward and there is no timidity in his eyes. "We have no way out!"
He raised his fiery red sword high and was about to launch an offensive when he saw Lin Bei suddenly grinning, then quickly dodged and rushed into the densely packed ranks of various sects in the sky.
"not good!"
Yan Jin's face suddenly turned ugly. He held the long sword in his hand but did not swing it forward for a long time.
Also feeling heavy was Zhong Wen, who planned this battle plan.
He suddenly realized that the idea of letting everyone bombard everyone with Holy Spirit-level spiritual skills was indeed a beautiful idea, but it had a fatal flaw.
Once Lin Bei was allowed to break into his own formation, what was originally a brilliant move suddenly turned into a bad move.
Just because the power of the Holy Spirit's secret skill is too strong and the range is too wide, when oneself and the enemy are mixed together, it is easy to accidentally injure friendly forces. On the contrary, the various sects with numerical advantages are restrained and unable to use their full strength.
Sure enough, once they were approached by Lin Bei, many people from various sects would panic and instinctively release their strongest moves. Golden light would flash in the sky, meteorites would fly across the sky, and several space cracks would appear from time to time.
The scene was chaotic and soon completely out of control.
Not surprisingly, these powerful spiritual skills almost all fell on his own people, but Lin Bei nimbly shuttled among the crowds, strolling around with ease, and countless saints and strong men could even touch the corners of his clothes.
Without touching a piece, he died under the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan", "Stars Falling" and "Shattered Void" thrown by his own people.
Zhong Wen was anxious, but due to his lack of strength, he was completely unable to participate in the battle in the sky.
During this period, he was also very distressed to witness the Pavilion Master of Duobao Pavilion once again taking out the acquired Lingbao Nine Dragons Void-breaking Spear and Tongtian Shuttle, intending to cheer up and fight Lin Bei head-on.
The result is naturally conceivable.
A moment later, Lin Bei had the Nine-Dragon Void-Breaking Spear in his left hand, the Divine Machine Stick in his right hand, stepped on the Sky Shuttle at his feet, and carried the Chaos Clock behind his back. His majestic and domineering appearance was almost the same as the battle in the Ten Thousand Jue Valley in the first week.
Pavilion Master Zhao, please accept your magical powers!
Seeing that the masters of various sects were once again driven away by Lin Bei, who was armed to the teeth, and fled in all directions, Zhong Wen was so depressed that he almost burst into tears. He wished he could hug Zhao Kuo's thigh and beg him to stop.
behavior of supporting the enemy.
"Seniors, the battle situation is not going well, so it is better to retreat."
After the Venerable Du'e, who was the only one who could resist Lin Bei's attacks with his body, was sucked dry by him using strange means, Zhong Wen finally gave up hope and persuaded in a slightly numb tone, "At least we destroyed the terrain of the valley, Mr. Lin.
It will take some time for the demons to rearrange their formation, so we might as well think of other ways."
"That's fine!" The voice of the person who replied was soft and charming, it was the Master of Bailing Palace, Zong Youxian, "It's not an option if this continues!"
At this time, among the heads of the seven sects, only Alibuda, Li Luo and Zong Youxian were still alive. The three of them had finished their discussions and called on the remaining masters to retreat in order to temporarily avoid the attack of Old Demon Lin.
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Seeing the enemy retreating, Lin Bei sneered and did not pursue him. Instead, the old god returned to the original center of the formation, took off the Chaos Bell from behind, and pressed it hard on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, under the extremely astonished eyes of everyone in the distance, sparkling spiritual lines suddenly lit up on the surface of the sunken mountain. The spiritual light spread everywhere and went straight into the sky. But in a moment, it turned out to be "
The appearance of the Heaven-Destroying World-Destroying Formation.
MMP!
Even the valley was destroyed, but the formation was still intact!
At this moment, Zhong Wen's mind was in chaos and he could no longer think of any way to deal with it. His only thought was to curse loudly.
Lin Bei's power has completely exceeded the limit of his imagination. He has almost no flaws and does not give his opponents any opportunity to take advantage of him.
Knowing that the outcome of this battle was already doomed, Zhong Wen sighed, the dragon shadow hovering at his feet, turned around and walked away, unwilling to fight in vain again.
The "Purple Void Dragon Shadow Step" was extremely fast, and within dozens of breaths, Shangguan Mingyue's graceful and graceful figure appeared in front of her eyes.
"Did it succeed?"
Seeing Zhong Wen return, the eldest lady's beautiful eyes lit up, and her pretty face was full of excitement.
In the past few weeks, she had not been able to wait for Zhong Wen to return. By the time they met, the world had been destroyed by white light. Every time they met again in Zhuo Erhang's room.
This was the first time she had waited for Zhong Wen to return on his own initiative, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.
"It failed." Zhong Wen had a wry smile on his face, and then added, "I have tried my best."
Shangguan Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and then she moved her jade feet to get close to him. She gently held his hands with a pair of white tender catkins, and comforted her softly: "If you fail, you will fail. Anyway, the end of the world is coming, and we won't do it."
will die."
Her expression was as gentle as water, and her fair face was full of concern, without any trace of depression.
The touch on his hands was warm and smooth, the fragrance on his nose was refreshing, and the eldest lady's voice was as sweet as an oriole singing in his ears. Zhong Wen felt relieved, and the sense of loss caused by the defeat had dissipated.
"Don't worry, I will defeat Old Demon Lin one day." He calmed down and said with great determination, "Break this seven-day infinite cycle."
"Why are you so persistent?" Shangguan Mingyue asked puzzledly, "Even if it happens again every seven days, what does it matter?"
"No, then you'll be in pain every seven days?" Zhong Wen said with a serious face, "I can't bear to do it."
"Why does it hurt..." Shangguan Mingyue didn't react for a while. It wasn't until she saw the joking look in his eyes that she finally realized it. She couldn't help but blush, and stretched out her hand to hit him, "You're going to die! Dirty!"
As the two of them were laughing and joking, chasing and escaping, the warm white light enveloped the earth again.
The whole world fell silent for a moment.
Everything returns to nothingness...
This chapter has been completed!