The people of the four alliances were still cheering. Lin Yun looked at the group of martial emperors in front of him, and the aura on his body was unconsciously released.
At this time, these martial emperors finally felt a fear coming from deep within their hearts.
"What should we do next?" A Martial Emperor came to No. 19's side and asked.
No. 19 looked at Lin Yun with a complicated expression.
Although he and No. 18 are both Level 5 Martial Emperors, they are only one level apart.
But in fact, the power of No. 18 can rank among the top ten assassins in the Assassination Society. It was only because of the failure of a mission that year that he was reduced to No. 18.
Judging from the methods Lin Yun displayed, there is no doubt that No. 18 has died in Lin Yun's hands.
No. 19 looked at the dozen or so Martial Emperors in front of him, still not sure he could defeat Lin Yun.
"Retreat!" After hesitating for a while, No. 19 gritted his teeth and said.
Even if they would be punished for it if they went back, at this moment, these martial emperors no longer had the will to fight in their hearts, and they only felt fear towards Lin Yun.
In contrast, life is still more important.
"Can you escape?" Lin Yun sneered. He hadn't done the most important thing yet, so how could he let these guys escape?
Lin Yun took out four black tentacles from the storage ring. After injecting fairy energy, he threw the four tentacles out.
Before Emperor Wu of the Assassination Society could react, these four black tentacles suddenly pierced in four different directions.
Suddenly, a strange black mist emerged from these four tentacles.
In the black mist, these four tentacles grew larger and thicker, and finally formed four giant black pillars.
"What?" The Emperor Wu of the Assassination Society looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
At this time, the bursts of black mist on the four black pillars immediately enveloped the surrounding space, forming a closed cube, enveloping Lin Yun and the nineteen Martial Emperors.
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"What the hell is this?"
"The space mover cannot be used!"
"The consciousness cannot be transmitted!"
At this time, Emperor Wu of the Assassination Society was in the "Moxu Prison" and did not know that he was already a turtle in the jar.
"You don't need to spend too much effort. This is the 'Moxu Prison' in the Demon Realm. Even the Martial Saint cannot escape." No. 19 calmed down and looked at Lin Yun standing on the mountain with a complicated expression.
This is the "Moxu Contract" of No. 18. No. 19 once performed a mission with him and knew about it.
"Go all out!" After thinking for a long time, No. 19 could only say this. He looked at Lin Yun warily.
Lin Yun was even more fearful to him than Xiao Yin, the eighth-level Martial Emperor.
"I don't believe that if we eighteen Martial Emperors attack together, he can withstand it!" A Martial Emperor shouted angrily, and immediately released his martial spirit. At this time, Lin Yun had already spoken.
"I ask, you answer." Lin Yun still said the same words, without any emotion at all, as if he was a lifeless machine repeating his words.
"Ants..." Before the Martial Emperor could finish his words, the next scene made them feel as if they were in purgatory.
Lin Yun's aura suddenly changed. Inside the Mo Xu Prison, the temperature suddenly dropped, and everyone felt as if they were in an ice cellar.
At this time, a huge seven-eyed prehistoric demon god appeared behind Lin Yun who was standing on the mountain peak.
At this time, Lin Yun once again transformed into the all-powerful Seven-Eyed Lord, the Eternal Martial Emperor!
Lin Yun didn't hesitate at all, and one of the seven eyes on the Primordial Demon God opened.
In an instant, Lin Yun's eyes turned from black to red, and the swastika pattern kept swirling in his eyes.
Everyone in the Assassination Society felt a shock coming from the depths of their souls. They couldn't help but kneel on the ground, their bodies completely out of control.
"Control all things!" Lin Yun did not waste time. If he did not use the Ancient Demon God, it would still take some time to deal with these eighteen Martial Emperors.
Originally, he was worried that after releasing the Primordial Demon God, he would attract the attention of the 'Four Emperors'.
But after getting Mo Xu Prison, he was not afraid of this at all.
Under the control of all things, not to mention these eighteen Martial Emperors who are less than the fifth level Martial Emperor, even if there are a hundred, they can only kneel before him.
"What kind of power is this?" Emperor Wu of the Assassination Society asked in horror. He found that his body was completely unable to move, and the huge prehistoric demon god above his head looked down at him like a god.
Lin Yun looked at these people with a trace of disdain on his face.
If these martial emperors were at their peak, the Primordial Demon God's control over all things would only be able to control them slightly.
But at this moment, the hearts of these Martial Emperors were filled with fear, and the power of the Primordial Demon God had been fully unleashed.
"It is rumored that there was a Martial Emperor in the Divine Realm a hundred years ago. His martial spirit was the Seven-Eyed Ancient Demon God, and he led the temple to dominate the three realms... Could it be that you are the Eternal Martial Emperor?" No. 19 looked at Lin Yun in disbelief. He once wrote in a book
I have seen some records of Emperor Wu in history books.
There is absolutely no possibility of inheriting a terrifying prehistoric martial spirit like this.
When combined with the fact that Lin Yun is a second-level martial arts master, but has such terrifying strength.
It took a moment to react on the 19th.
The person standing in front of them, looking down at them, was not Wuzong at all, but a reincarnated Wudi!
"Emperor Wu..."
"How is that possible?"
"How could it be Emperor Wu!"
After everyone in the Assassination Society heard what No. 19 said, their hearts hesitantly pressed against a huge stone.
Even their president is just a Martial Saint. Now standing in front of them is actually a Martial Emperor?
And not long ago, they even mocked the Emperor Wu...
Even after his identity was recognized, Lin Yun's face remained calm.
Because even if their identity is known, it doesn't matter.
Because today, none of these eighteen Martial Emperors will survive.
Lin Yun slowly walked down from the void step by step, and the Primordial Demon God behind him also moved slowly with his steps.
Lin Yun walked up to the Emperor Wu whose arm was broken by him at the beginning, raised his hand and pressed it on his head.
"No, no, no! Lord Martial Emperor! Lord Martial Emperor! Please spare me! I don't want to die!" The Martial Emperor trembled in fear, his eyes filled with fear, and he kept begging Lin Yun for mercy.
Lin Yun had no expression on his face. After placing his hand on his head, he emitted his spiritual consciousness and looked for the address of the Assassination Society's headquarters in the memory of the Emperor Wu.
This is what Lin Yun wants to do.
The assassination would come and go without a trace, so that he was always passive.
If we could know the location of the Assassination Society's headquarters, all subsequent actions would be much easier.