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Chapter 1918 bombed

Chapter 1918 Exploded

This sword slash reached the peak of Lin Jie's power.

The word sword.

The super soul talisman of the Eight Immortals.

Two peerless powers merged into one sword fold, how incredible is it?

I'm afraid.

The power of this sword has crossed the Great Immortal Realm and reached the Immortal Evolution Realm.

Chacha~

The eight Yin Soldier Soul Talisman floating in front of Lin Jie collapsed.

All the power was drained away by the sword.

He suddenly raised his head and saw eight streams of soul power, which seemed to absorb all the power of the Yin Soldier Kingdom and hit the majestic seal above.

"what happened?"

Outside the formation, all the powerful men standing in the main hall had a bad feeling.

Elder Huantian finally stood up suddenly from the throne.

His eyes were like spitting fire, locked on the Yin Soldier Kingdom, and he could faintly see a sword character slowly appearing in the kingdom's formation.

"Is that the word Tao?"

Not far away, the seriously injured ninth-level immortal with extraordinary cultivation also discovered the sword character at this moment and exclaimed in surprise.

"A word for sword?"

The other two ninth-level immortals stared at the sound. In an instant, they all saw the faintly flickering sword characters in the seal.

"Having made a fortune, this kid actually mastered a peerless sword art formed from the Tao characters, or the sword body, which can be used to cultivate the sword characters. This is not a incomplete Tao character, but an extremely perfect Dao character."

Elder Huantian's face was cold and solemn, as if it were made of pig iron.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

A roar of swords erupted, running through and erupting from the Yin Soldier Kingdom below the crowd.

In an instant, countless sword energies were enraged, like uncontrollable rage. The Yin Soldier Kingdom's ban seemed to be bitten to pieces by ferocious beasts, and a large number of evil soul sword energies swept out.

"impossible."

Dozens of strong men were shocked.

Boom boom boom.

Suddenly, as the seal was shattered, the sword energy transformed into an even more terrifying evil soul rushed out in an instant, like a savage beast, killing everyone by surprise.

This evil soul sword energy is composed of eight top-level soul talismans and the magic power of the sword. How terrifying is its power?

Suddenly, many of the high-ranking immortals of the Shenyin Sect were struck by the remaining power of the sword energy and died on the spot.

Most of them were injured, their souls were shattered, and their flesh and blood were mutilated.

Even the three ninth-level immortals were so frightened that they could only defend and evade.

"I found a treasure. I unexpectedly met such a flesh cauldron with a perfect sword body and a peerless sword character. This flesh cauldron is used to seize the body. How perfect, especially the sword character. Once the body is captured and fused,

I will possess the Supreme Word."

Elder Huantian looked like an outsider, smiling ferociously.

But he was actually indifferent to the death of the strong man from the Shenyin Sect.

There was only a faint flash of sword characters in his pupils, full of greed and scarlet.

The Yin Soldier Kingdom begins to collapse.

A figure flashed out from the shattering, and suddenly, it was Lin Jie. He glared at Elder Huantian, wanting to kill this person.

But no matter what, with his current strength, it is just like a fool's dream.

In an instant, he took advantage of the evil soul sword energy to fly out of the palace.

"Elder!"

The three ninth-level immortals were unwilling to stare at Lin Jie's back.

"He cannot escape and never returns."

Elder Huantian smiled coldly, trembling at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly put his palms together, and a black cloud suddenly struggled out from the hall.

"Ghost King Yin Bing, kill him."

Elder Huantian laughed angrily.

"What a terrible smell of death."

Just as he flew out of the palace, dozens of ordinary immortals from the Shenyin Sect came to the outside world, using a large formation to intercept him in front.

A cold air seemed to pour into his neck, and he shrank suddenly.

When Lin Jie turned around, he saw the terrifying power of evil soul aura, dark energy, evil spirit, violent energy, etc., rushing out of the palace.

Inside, a pair of blood-red pupils stared at him as if the god of death had been resurrected.

Yun Qian said tremblingly: "Sir, that was the 'Ghost King', the master of this ghost town in the past. He was a super Yin Immortal who was later suppressed by Elder Huatian and refined into the Ghost King's Yin Soldier. He was also the strongest in Elder Huatian's hands.

Big power.”

boom!

The bloody eyes were killing him, and the sky was trembling.

It was a hundred-meter-tall octopus monster, as terrifying as a mountain. It was covered in rot and covered with black blood. The four tentacles actually held four top-notch magic weapons, including knives and hammers.

Divine weapon, the evil soul released from it is so terrifying,

Lin Jie felt a chill running down his spine and shivered back: "It's too terrifying. No matter how extraordinary my soul is, I am no match for it."

In an instant, Elder Huantian led a dozen surviving strong men out of the crumbling palace: "Boy, I didn't expect you to be so difficult to deal with and possess such supernatural powers. Humph, your sword body and your sword characters will be different from today on."

From now on, it belongs to me, Elder Guantian."

"Elder!"

"mighty!"

Ordinary immortals knelt down to the ghost king Yin Bing one after another.

"Elder Huantian actually focused on my sword characters?"

Lin Jie felt very bad. It turned out that this person saw his sword character.

"Candle Flute."

He turned around and flew away coldly.

He suddenly turned around again, but there was an ancient flute in his hand, like it was carved from fairy crystal, and it was activated by Lin Jie.

Hiss, it's as if the candle flute has been unsealed.

Suddenly, a low flute sound came out, and a layer of gray breath spewed out from the candle flute, flying towards the ghost king's Yin soldiers who were roaring and charging towards them.

The imaginary ones.

Lin Jie turned around and left in the air.

Only he knows how extraordinary the Zhuyin Flute is. It is at least an immortal weapon of Immortal quality. How many two-color and three-color fairy crystals it has absorbed.

The energy therein goes deep into the ocean.

Once it breaks out, what kind of destruction will it be?

"You can't escape."

Elder Huantian roared in the sky, his pale eyebrows gleaming with murderous intent.

More than a dozen high-ranking immortals followed the ghost king's Yin soldiers to kill him.

Cha.

A silent crack, like an eggshell cracking, faintly came from among these powerful men.

"This is?"

Elder Huantian suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Boom~~~

The power of destruction actually formed a huge beam of light, like thousands of arrows fired at once, suddenly rushed out and knocked over all the ghost king's Yin soldiers and high-ranking immortals.

The beam of light continued to erupt, catching Elder Huantian off guard. Even the palace behind him was destroyed by the beam of light in an instant.

"Escape~"

The ordinary immortals around them dispersed in despair, but their speed was too slow, and they were swallowed up in an instant by the rushing beam of light.

call out.

The only one who escaped was Lin Jie.

He frantically used his void cutter, using his magical power of space to control the air and tear through the ghost city.

I couldn't help but look behind me out of the corner of my eye.

The huge Ghost King Yin Soldier was actually cut off by the destructive power of the Candle Sound Flute, as if being divided by countless sharp knives. The tentacles were cut off, and the huge ghost body was torn into pieces. It was like a huge sculpture that collapsed in an instant.

The next moment, the ghost king's yin soldiers were like a skin filled with holes, deflated, and slowly floated down like a quilt.

"This is all money. This attack costs a million two-color and three-color fairy crystals."

Seeing the Yin soldiers fall, Lin Jie was heartbroken. This was simply a waste of money.

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