The black-armored demon was unstoppable. His muscles collided with the sword energy, shattering Lin Xintong's sword energy. His black spear locked onto Lin Xintong, getting closer and closer!
At the same time, the God Advent Tower was also locked by the space power of the Black-armored Demon God. The Black-armored Demon God was extremely afraid of this divine tower. When fighting Yi Yun and Lin Xintong, he had to allocate a large amount of energy.
energy to lock the God Advent Tower, otherwise Yi Yun and Lin Xintong could hide in the God Advent Tower at any time. In that case, he would first have to spend a lot of life force to exhaust the energy of the God Advent Tower's defense array.
He resisted the sword energy, and his seriously injured body was still overdrawing his vitality, but even so, he still wanted to kill Lin Xintong in one breath!
As long as you kill one of Lin Xintong and Yi Yun, it will be very easy to kill them again.
However, how could Yi Yun sit back and watch Lin Xintong be killed?
Howl!
The golden crow neighed, and Yi Yun came stepping on the golden crow!
Taiyi's true gold clone was injured and was taken into Dantian by Yi Yun's original body. Now, Yi Yun's original body is holding the Pure Yang Broken Sword, pointing at the Black-armored Demon God!
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong did not collide head-on with the Black-armored Demon God at all. They had a spiritual connection, and the two of them restrained each other, and their cooperation was perfect!
"snort!"
The Black-armored Demon God snorted coldly. He knew Yi Yun's plan. Yi Yun wanted to use this sword to force him to defend himself and save Lin Xintong.
The Black-armored Demon God knew that if he stopped attacking at this time, Lin Xintong would also be out of danger, and then his resistance to Lin Xintong's sword energy just now would be in vain.
Lin Xintong alone was not scary, but with the God Advent Tower there and Yi Yun and his clone cooperating with Lin Xintong, leaving Lin Xintong alive would cause endless troubles.
Even if he resists Yi Yun's sword, he still wants to kill Lin Xintong!
The black-armored demon god made up his mind, and the black spear continued unabated!
Seeing this situation, the warriors from the human race and the desolate race, especially the Lin family, shrank. The black-armored demon god had already made up his mind to kill Lin Xintong, and Yi Yun's sword could still kill him even if it fell on the black-armored demon god.
What? He couldn't save Lin Xintong at all, and he couldn't even seriously injure the Black-armored Demon God!
The black-armored demon god ignored Yi Yun at all. At the moment when Lin Xintong's life was hanging by a thread, Yi Yun held his breath. In his eyes, various strange phenomena of everything growing and vegetation withering and flourishing flashed across his eyes.
"call out!"
A piece of dead wood flew out from Yi Yun's dantian. This was the dead soul wood!
The dead soul tree flew into the sky and formed the shadow of a sacred tree behind Yi Yun.
This sacred tree was originally lush and lush, but it withered in an instant, and endless fallen leaves fell down like dead butterflies.
Withering...Falling leaves are withering, trees are dying, and people are dying...
Yi Yun integrated the artistic conception of withering that he understood in Chunyang Sword Palace into his sword. This is the first sword technique that Yi Yun has created!
Withering swordsmanship, one sword withering!
Yi Yun's sword pointed directly at the black-armored demon god's eyebrows.
This sword contains the meaning of death and withering, but on the surface, it does not look strange at all. Even the sword energy is stable and silent, and it seems to have no lethality.
"Huh? You don't need Qingyang Jun's sword intention to hurt me?"
The black-armored Demon God smiled ferociously. Tens of millions of years ago, he was almost killed by Lord Qingyang's sword. What he fears most is Lord Qingyang's sword intention.
As for Yi Yun's self-created swordsmanship, he didn't care at all.
boom!
Lin Xintong's sword energy was completely crushed by the spear. Lin Xintong's delicate body was shaken violently and her face turned pale. Seeing the storm set off by the black spear, it was about to strangle her completely. At this time, Yi Yun's sword also stabbed her.
Towards the head of the black-armored demon god.
The tip of the sword was lightly tapped between the eyebrows, a sword that seemed to have no lethality.
Buzz!
The artistic conception of withering inspired, like the bleak autumn wind, blew from the black-armored demon god's brow into his soul sea.
After the seemingly weak energy rushed into the soul sea, the black-armored demon god's vitality was rapidly withering!
Huh!? The Black-armored Demon God was shocked.
The soul sea of the Black-armored Demon God was already on the verge of being broken. He was at the weakest time of his life. The decline of his life was just like the withering of a tree.
At this time, the Black-armored Demon God is like a piece of dead wood. If he continues to wither his life, the damage to him will be increased.
This was an extremely rare artistic conception that was completely created by Yi Yun. Not even the Black-armored Demon God had ever experienced it, so he didn't know how to resolve it for the moment.
The mental power disappeared rapidly, and the Black-armored Demon God's soul sea was drying up and shrinking. The huge pain caused the Black-armored Demon God to scream in agony——
Ahhhh!!
He held his head, and his body flew out like a meteorite. He was struggling fiercely, refining and getting rid of the withered artistic conception that Yi Yun shot into his soul sea.
But at this time, the raging storm was still in front of Lin Xintong!
Without the energy support of the Black-armored Demon God, although the power of this storm was much weaker, it was still unbearable for Lin Xintong alone.
Yi Yun forcefully took a breath of energy, and the Taiyi real gold clone that was originally injured flew out of his dantian.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine flying knives swept across the void, and the Qianxue Domain descended, setting off a rotating storm of flying knives!
At this time, Lin Xintong bit the tip of her tongue, ran the "Empress Heart Sutra", and forced out the sword.
The Qianxue Domain and Lin Xintong's Flying Snow Sword Moves merged and worked together tacitly, directly breaking through the Black-armored Demon God's storm.
Yi Yun took the opportunity to rush in, picked up Lin Xintong by the waist, and the two of them moved sideways, finally avoiding the core of the storm.
boom!
The storm exploded, and Yi Yun and Lin Xintong had already escaped far away. Although they suffered some of the aftermath, they were not seriously injured.
The Black-armored Demon God's attacks are really terrifying. Even if you use all your means to withstand one of his attacks, you will still be in dire straits and your life will be hanging by a thread.
"Black-armored Demon God..."
Yi Yun took a quick look and saw the black-armored demon god holding a black spear in one hand and holding his head in the other, as if he was crazy!
The withering that starts from the sea of souls is equivalent to the withering of the soul. This is inhuman torture to the black-armored demon god who already has very little vitality left.
The pain that comes from the soul is the most unbearable. The famous human beings whose souls were absorbed by the Black-armored Demon God have also experienced this pain, but now they have their turn to suffer from the Black-armored Demon God.
"ah--"
The crazy black-armored demon god slashed out with a spear, and all the blood clouds left in the sky were swept away by this spear. A storm raged in the clouds, and electric snakes scurried among them.
The entire world was torn apart by the void, the mountains were shattered one after another, and the Desolate Clan's protective formation was shattered like pieces of paper. Some human and Desolate Clan warriors who were too close were directly chopped into pieces by the storm.
Under such power, the weak and weak beings are like ants.
"Xintong, let's take action together!"
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, at this time, Yi Yun could not care about the young warriors from the Human Race and Desolate Race who were affected. The black-armored Demon God in the chaos of the soul sea, after striking out with a spear, his strength was at its old level.
In a weak state where all the strength has been exhausted but no new strength has been regenerated, this is the best opportunity to kill the black-armored demon!