The Yin Spirit Sword exudes an aura of peerless destruction, which is enough to make a master without a boundary palpitate.
The strongest monks present were in the Yuan realm, and they were even more frightened when they felt this aura. At the same time, they also believed that Lin Mu was doomed.
Unexpectedly, without any warning, Lin Mu actually stretched out his hand and grasped the Yin Spirit Sword with his fingers.
The face of "He Wanli" on the opposite side suddenly changed color.
How is this possible!
The Yin Spirit Sword is one of his most powerful killing moves. Even a powerful warrior without a boundary would be stabbed by him without checking. How could this Qi Realm Qi Refiner react and use his Yin Spirit Sword?
block.
"A mere evil spirit dares to run rampant in front of me."
Lin Mu exerted force with his hand, and an indescribable force burst out.
Now that he has reached the fourth level of the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique, his physical strength is terrifying. This explosion is like a world-destroying flood.
Bang!
Almost instantly, the Yin Spirit Sword shattered into pieces and was crushed to pieces by Lin Mu.
All the monks around them stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.
No one could have imagined that "Mr. Mu", who seemed to be in a weak position before, would suddenly burst out with such terrifying strength.
"No, you are not a Qi realm practitioner..."
The Yin spirit screamed sharply.
Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly grabbed his neck.
With a click, "He Wanli"'s neck was twisted by this hand.
Opposite him, Lin Mu looked indifferently.
After "He Wanli"'s neck was broken, a vague shadow swayed over his body.
Lin Mu was extremely decisive, and with lightning speed, he snatched the shadow out of He Wanli's body.
There is no doubt that this shadow is the true body of the Yin Spirit.
As soon as the Yin Spirit's body was captured, the overwhelming evil energy was released, causing the sky to turn pale in an instant, with dark clouds billowing and blood filling the sky.
Countless roars echoed, as if trillions of undead were screaming.
However, before the Yin Spirit could show its power, Lin Mu turned his hand and pressed it, and the Yin Spirit was completely suppressed under his palm. Then he pressed his fingers together, and the blood and light of the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, leaving only a shadow struggling in Lin Mu's palm.
"Who are you anyway?"
This shadow was clearly a Yin spirit, and it stared at Lin Mudao with cold eyes.
Lin Mu ignored him, flipped it over with his other hand, took out Ruyi Money, and wanted to suppress it.
"Stop, do you know who my true form is?"
Yin Ling finally panicked.
Lin Mu paused his palm slightly and looked at him.
In normal times, the Yin spirit would definitely not reveal its identity, but at this moment, in order to order, it could only grit its teeth and say: "My true body is Han Huzhen, a disciple of the Holy Sect. If you dare to suppress me, my true body will not
Let you go."
Wow!
There was an uproar all around, and all the monks looked at Yin Ling in horror.
This Yin spirit actually belongs to Master Han Hu?
Han Hu Zhenren was a disciple of the Supreme Saint of the Qianyuan Dynasty and the only true descendant of Master Ma Long, the third disciple of the Supreme Saint of the Qianyuan Dynasty.
No one thought that this evil spirit could have such a big influence.
Lin Mu's eyes also flashed with a glint.
The most holy disciple?
The name of the Holy Saint Sect has long been known to him.
However, since entering the ancient world, except for Xin Tianhua, this was the first time he met a disciple of the Holy Cult.
"Jiejiejiejie."
The reaction of everyone around made Yin Lingshen laugh coldly, and the eyes he looked at Lin Mu had a hint of disdain and teasing.
No matter how strong you are, you are still no more than an ant in front of the Holy Religion.
Obviously, Yin Ling already thought that Lin Mu was afraid of the Holy Religion.
"You bastard, why don't you let me go?"
Then his face turned cold and he scolded Lin Mu harshly.
Lin Mu had a sneer on his face, how could he let him go? Without hesitation, with a flick of his finger, Ruyi Qian immediately pressed down on him.
Just when the Yin spirit was about to be suppressed, a majestic voice came out from the Yin spirit's body: "How dare you, Zhu Zi!"
Lin Mu ignored it, Ruyi Money pressed on Yin Ling, shrouding the latter's body bit by bit.
"Very good, I remember you, don't let me catch the chance, otherwise I will make your life worse than death..."
A threatening voice came out.
The voice didn't disappear until Ruyi Money completely enveloped the Yin spirit.
"Make my life worse than death?"
Originally, Lin Mu only thought about dealing with this Yin spirit, and never thought about what he would do to Master Han Hu. But now when he heard these words, his eyes turned cold.
This Han Hu Zhenren really thinks that he is the one who made up his mind. He will kill him whenever he wants and threaten him whenever he wants.
He has never been a good-tempered person.
What about the most holy disciples?
He didn't believe that the Qianyuan Holy Society would attack him personally just for the sake of a disciple.
If that really happened, the Holy Saint of Qianyuan wouldn't be too busy.
After suppressing the Yin spirit in Ruyi Qian, he ignored it for the time being and turned to look at everyone in the Withered Grass Hall.
"What...is going on?"
He Wanli slowly wakes up.
Previously, his sea of consciousness was completely controlled by Yin spirits and he could not control himself.
However, he only asked subconsciously. After asking, he knew what happened.
Just because he is controlled by a ghost does not mean he is completely unconscious.
Now that he was a little more awake, he thought about what happened, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Lin Mu in panic.
Mr. Mu's strength is so terrifying that he was actually blind before and became obsessed with trying to deal with the opponent.
It's better now. Once the other party wants to settle the score, Kucaotang will definitely not be able to stop it.
Thinking of this, He Wanli's body shook.
"Father."
He Qianyo and He Baiwei quickly stepped forward, one on the left and the other on the right to help He Wanli.
"Mr. Mu, I wonder how you can let me go to Kucaotang?"
He Wanli was worthy of being the master of Kucao Hall. He pushed his children away, stood upright, and said to Lin Mu solemnly.
"It's extremely shameless. You Kucaotang have done such a scandal, and you still want to let you go?"
Huo Xuan glanced at Lin Mu in awe, and then said to He Wanli with pride and disdain.
They had always thought that Lin Mu's strength was at the peak of the Yuan realm, otherwise he would not have been hunted down by Wu Jue in the first place.
Unexpectedly, Yin Ling, who was comparable to a boundless strong man, was suppressed by Lin Mu in a flash. This shows how terrifying Lin Mu's strength is.
It seems that he and everyone in Guigu underestimated Lin Mu before.
However, Lin Mu is powerful, which is a good thing for Guigu, at least now he doesn't have to worry about the masters like Kucaotang.
Before this, he had thought of using the power of Zhongnan Mountain to deal with Kucaotang, but now it seems that there is no need to do so.
With Lin Mu here, people like Kucaotang can't make any trouble at all.
"We at Kucaotang may indeed have done something wrong, but Mr. Mu also got the Shenglong Stone from us. Can't they cancel each other out?"
The great elder of Kucaotang said with a solemn face.
Lin Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at the elder of the Withered Grass Hall indifferently, and then said: "I have said before that the Shenglong Stone was obtained through trade. I saved your eldest lady, and your eldest lady will give the Shenglong Stone to
I, I have never forced her. Since there is a deal, there is no one who owes anyone, not to mention that I gave you one more chance to help Hechiyo resist Mr. Xu Chong."
Speaking of this, Lin Mu said coldly: "The opportunity has passed, and there will be no more opportunities. Killers will always be killed. If you, the Kucaotang, want to kill me, you must be prepared to have your life harvested by me."