"A mere second-level martial saint dares to come to the "Mantle Prison" to cause trouble. Young man, do you think your life is too long?" Qiu Cao said with contempt.
Lin Yun did not speak. Through the gaps in the crowd, he could see a transmission talisman placed on the table in Qiu Cao's room.
Obviously, Qiu Cao was very confident and did not seem to report the foreign enemies entering the "Mantle Prison" to others.
Lin Yun had fought against Qiu Cao before, and knew that Qiu Cao, as a ninth-level martial saint, was extremely confident and would not easily ask for help from others.
This is a good thing for Lin Yun.
Conceit is always a bad thing, and Qiu Cao will naturally have to pay the price for it.
"Are you mute?" Qiu Cao suddenly took action. With a tap of his fingertips, a ray of immortal energy appeared from the sky and shot toward Lin Yun.
Lin Yun had already been on guard. When Qiu Cao raised his hand, his figure had changed and he retreated several hundred meters.
Bang--!
Almost as soon as Lin Yun landed, this ray of immortal energy landed on the place where Lin Yun had just stood.
"The reaction is good." Qiu Cao was a little surprised. This was not the reaction a second-level martial saint should have.
"You all stand down, this guy will be dealt with personally by the leader of this floor!" Qiu Cao's mind moved, and a thunder war gun appeared in his hand.
This is both Qiu Cao's weapon and his holy spirit.
Lin Yun silently condensed the energy of the Demonic Core Crystal in his body. As a ninth-level martial saint, he needed to use the power of the fourth form of the Demonic Core Crystal.
"I just want to know, who are you? How dare you come to the "Mantle Prison" to cause trouble?" Qiu Cao took two steps forward, pointed directly at Lin Yun, and shouted sternly.
When Qiu Cao saw that Lin Yun was ignoring him, he couldn't help but stare, and then he said with a ferocious smile: "Very good, you are crazy enough. You reminded the master of this floor of some unpleasant memories!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yun suddenly took an arrow step, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Qiu Cao in an instant.
Nowadays, Lin Yun has not used the energy of the Demonic Core Crystal. Although he has the strength to match the fourth-level Martial Saint, such strength is not enough in front of the ninth-level Martial Saint Qiu Cao.
No matter how fast Lin Yun was, Qiu Cao could still react.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Qiu Cao said coldly, turned around suddenly, and stabbed Lin Yun's chest with the lightning gun in his hand at lightning speed.
This gun is very powerful, countless golden thunder and lightning split from the gun, the scene situation.
However, Lin Yun faced this blow and did not dodge or dodge. He actually crossed his arms and blocked the blow with his own body.
"Isn't this looking for death?"
"This guy is too stupid."
"A mere second-level Martial Saint dares to fight in such close quarters with a ninth-level Martial Saint. It seems that he is not very smart."
All the jailers were mocking Lin Yun unscrupulously. As expected, Lin Yun's body was wrapped in thunder and lightning, and his hair stood up completely.
With the sound of a thunderous explosion, Lin Yun's body flew out like a kite with its string cut off, pierced through the crowd, and hit Qiu Cao's room.
Qiu Cao, who was laughing and mocking Lin Yun for not overestimating his abilities, suddenly frowned and glared at Lin Yun.
What he was thinking about was that Lin Yun wanted to use the teleportation array to escape.
Just when Qiu Cao was about to leave, he found that Lin Yun had fallen in the room and did not approach the teleportation array. Instead, he reached out and groped for something on the table.
"What are you doing?" Qiu Cao shouted angrily.
Lin Yun was seen slowly standing up from the ground. Although his body was charred black, he was not seriously injured.
The divine dragon blood in his body was circulating, and Lin Yun's body was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yun held a transmission talisman in his hand, and this transmission talisman belonged to Qiu Cao.
Lin Yun looked expressionless as he stared at Qiu Cao, then used his right hand to crush the transmission note.
The whole audience gasped, not understanding why Lin Yun did this.
"Do you really think your attack can hit me? I'm just trying to destroy this transmission talisman." Lin Yun said casually. He slowly walked out of the room, and all the jailers got out of the way.
made a path.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter what, the young man in front of them is a second-level martial saint, and they are not someone they can mess with.
Even ten cadres died in Lin Yun's hands, let alone them. It took Qiu Cao to deal with them.
"Destroy the transmission talisman? What's the reason for you to do this?" Qiu Cao became interested and asked curiously.
Lin Yun sneered: "Of course I want to kill you."
Each of the five floor masters has their own magical powers, so defeating them one by one is the most time-saving way.
Now the people in the Sanctuary Alliance know his information very well. As long as he releases his martial spirit and takes out the Netherworld Holy Sword, Qiu Cao will definitely recognize his identity.
After all, Qiu Cao was not Long Chen or Luo Ze, and Lin Yun could not guarantee that he would be able to stop Qiu Cao from using the transmission talisman during the battle.
Therefore, destroying the transmission talismans is the safest approach.
"What a loud tone!"
"Who does this guy think he is? He wants to kill the floor master."
"Hahaha, he probably thinks he is Lin Yun."
All the jailers showed contempt. They looked at Lin Yun as if they were looking at a monkey.
But the leader Qiu Cao's expression suddenly changed.
Qiu Cao is much smarter than Long Chen and Luo Ze, and he can catch some clues.
Others may not know, but as the person involved, he knows very well how powerful the shot he just fired was, and even a seventh-level martial saint would not be able to escape unscathed.
But a mere second-level Martial Saint was able to escape unscathed after taking one of his shots. He was definitely not a kind person.
With such a strong defense and arrogant tone, he looks very much like a person.
"Did you recognize my identity?" Lin Yun said with a calm smile on his face.
But Lin Yun's words completely changed Qiu Cao's face.
Under Qiu Cao's shocked eyes, the immortal energy behind Lin Yun condensed and soon solidified into the Demonic Sword Spirit.
At the same time, the Netherworld Holy Sword in Lin Yun's hand suddenly appeared.
A majestic aura was suddenly released from Lin Yun.
The temperature around Lin Yun is rising rapidly, six thousand degrees, ten thousand degrees, twenty thousand degrees...
When Lin Yun's body temperature reached 30,000 degrees, a terrifying aura was suddenly released from Lin Yun's body.
With Lin Yun as the center, all the floors within a radius of 100 meters were shattered.
Countless gravels flew up and shot in all directions. In the blink of an eye, thousands of jailers were unable to dodge and were directly penetrated by the gravels. They fell to the ground and lost their life breath.
Blue-white flames and lightning wrapped around Lin Yun's body.