"Ling Yun, don't let me seize the opportunity, otherwise I will cut you into pieces."
Mr. Sun looked ferocious.
"I don't think you will have this chance."
Ling Yun said coldly.
"You're like a dog, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Mr. Sun's eyes were cold, "This formation is indeed powerful, but the more powerful the formation, the higher the consumption of spiritual power. When you control this formation, you also consume spiritual power, right?"
I want to see how long you can hold on. When you can't hold on anymore, the formation will collapse without any attack, and I will make your life worse than death."
Ling Yun remained expressionless.
This Mr. Sun is indeed a top martial emperor, and he has revealed the biggest flaw of the Xiao Xumi Formation with one word.
If it were normal circumstances, Ling Yun would really be beaten to death by Mr. Sun.
The consumption of spiritual power by the Small Sumeru Formation is truly terrifying.
Even though Ling Yun's spiritual power was strong, most of it had been consumed and he could only last for two or three minutes at most.
But this is not normal now.
Mr. Sun has fallen into a trap.
As time goes by, Mr. Sun's situation will only become worse than Ling Yun's.
Ling Yun continued to attack other Shangguan family masters.
Mr. Sun continued to resist.
The more he resists, the deeper Thousand Machine Silks will penetrate into his blood and life soul.
Suddenly, Mr. Sun shook his body and blood flowed from his nose.
"what happened?"
Mr. Sun finally felt something was wrong.
Although he felt faintly tired before, he thought it was a normal phenomenon. After all, he found no signs of being plotted against.
But now, something is obviously wrong with him.
Not only was he tired, his whole body felt like he was about to collapse, and even his brain was a little dizzy.
When Ling Yun saw this scene in the dark, he knew that Qian Jisi had finally broken out.
Although Mr. Sun is the top Martial Emperor, no matter how strong a person is, his energy and energy are limited. Being constantly eroded and weakened, there will always be a moment when he cannot hold on.
Ling Yun no longer attacks other Shangguan family masters.
He held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and killed Mr. Sun directly.
Sun Lai is still strong at this moment, but compared to his previous peak, his strength has dropped by more than 30%.
When Ling Yun and Sun Lao first fought, they were completely crushed. It could be said that they had no power to fight and could only run away and dodge.
But now, Ling Yun collided head-on with Mr. Sun. Although he was still repelled, it was obvious that he was able to neutralize Mr. Sun's power.
Ling Yun sensed that Mr. Sun's strength had dropped to 2.2 billion kilograms.
You know, Ling Yun's spiritual power also has 150 million ways.
Coupled with the Thunder Golden Body and the Eight Desolate Dragon Flames, his current ultimate strength can reach two billion kilograms.
Mr. Sun no longer has an overwhelming advantage over Ling Yun.
At the same moment, Mr. Sun also discovered his own weakness.
"Damn it."
His eyes were red and he was a little anxious. He accelerated his attack on Ling Yun, trying to kill Ling Yun in the shortest possible time.
Ling Yun calmly resolved the issue and said calmly: "This is just the beginning. From now on, you will only get weaker and weaker."
Old Sun's pupils shrank suddenly: "Are you plotting against me?"
"You just realized it now?"
Ling Yun said: "It seems that the mind of a top martial emperor like you is quite stupid."
"I am going to kill you."
Mr. Sun's face was distorted, and his murderous intent became stronger.
At this moment, Ling Yun punched out.
Bang! For the first time, Mr. Sun was blown away by Ling Yun’s fist.
The power of his spiritual power has dropped to 1.8 billion kilograms, which is not as good as Ling Yun.
The Qianjisi penetrated his body more and more, in other words, he was deeply poisoned.
Mr. Sun has already realized that something is wrong.
He wants to leave.
But within this small Sumeru formation, he couldn't escape at all.
A minute later, Ling Yun kicked Mr. Sun over.
Mr. Sun, the top martial emperor, was stepped on by Ling Yun.
His energy and spirit have been extremely weakened, and his strength is reduced to ten percent, so he can only be beaten by Ling Yun.
Ling Yun stepped on Mr. Sun's chest and looked down at him with cold eyes: "I said you are a waste, you are a waste, and you still let me see the vastness of the world. How can you, a waste, have the courage to say such things?"
Mr. Sun's face was twisted: "You little beast, how dare you plot against me? I will never let you go."
"Idiot, do you still think that I will give you a chance to take revenge?"
Ling Yun held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and spoke indifferently.
"what are you up to?"
Mr. Sun's body suddenly trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face.
Ling Yun put the Heavenly Sword against Mr. Sun's neck.
Mr. Sun became even more frightened: "I am the protector of the Shangguan Mansion. If you dare to kill me, the Shangguan Mansion will never forgive you..." Before he finished speaking, Ling Yun's Heavenly Sword had already struck down.
Poof! Blood splattered.
Mr. Sun's head suddenly separated from his neck and rolled out.
Ling Yun didn't waste time.
The small Sumeru Formation can only last for one minute at most.
Within this minute, he will kill all Shangguan family masters present.
One minute later.
There are no more survivors on this mountain.
All the masters of the Shangguan family were restrained by the Small Sumeru Formation. Wherever they could stop Ling Yun, they were all killed by Ling Yun.
When the last Shangguan family master fell, Ling Yun's body shook.
The spiritual power in his body has been exhausted.
The small Sumeru formation immediately dispersed.
Then, Ling Yun was not polite and collected the void rings of all Shangguan family masters.
These Shangguan family masters all have strong financial resources.
After Ling Yun captured them all, he got 300 billion spiritual stones, thirty eighth-grade weapons, two ninth-grade weapons, and a large number of medicinal materials and elixirs.
Among them, the richest man is Mr. Sun.
In the void ring of Mr. Sun alone, there are more than 100 billion spiritual stones, and there is also a heavenly medicinal plant that makes Ling Yun even excited - Night Heart Grass.
This night heart grass is an excellent elixir to enhance the power of spiritual consciousness.
The value of this medicinal plant is estimated to be more than the sum of other things, and it cannot be purchased without 500 to 600 billion spiritual stones.
In addition, there are hundreds of special crystal spiritual stones in Mr. Sun's Void Ring.
This is a spiritual crystal.
Spirit crystal is an energy stone that surpasses spirit stone.
The spiritual energy contained in one spiritual crystal is equivalent to 100 million spiritual stones.
These hundred spiritual crystals are worth no less than tens of billions of spiritual stones, and they are still valuable but not marketable.
After all, the spiritual power in spiritual crystals is purer, has almost no impurities, and can be absorbed directly without tempering.
In the low martial plane, it is impossible to elixir the Holy Spirit Crystal because there is not enough spiritual power to support it.
That is to say, it is the middle martial plane like the Daluo Upper Realm that has the basis for the birth of spiritual crystals.
Of course, it can be seen that spiritual crystals are equally rare in the Daluo Upper Realm.
Otherwise, Mr. Sun obviously has hundreds of billions of spiritual stones, but only a hundred spiritual crystals.
If the spiritual crystals were not rare, Mr. Sun could have exchanged all the spiritual stones for spiritual crystals.
Afterwards, Ling Yun ignored the corpses on the mountain.
"Burning my yard, destroying my mother's things, torturing my friends, but not taking it seriously at all, treating everything like a stupid dog, and even more pressing on to destroy me?"
He stood on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the Lord's Mansion of Black Crow City, his eyes icy cold.
When he was in the ancient continent, he also met many dandy boys.
But those people, compared with Shangguan Jin, can really only be said to pale into insignificance.