As early as when Lin Yi and the Immortal Island Cultivator started the war, the fog on the periphery of the Sword Casting Villa had gradually collapsed, and the trapped dragon array outside was cracked by Lin Yi, and the fog naturally dissipated. ｛｝

The more than 3,000 Honghuang monks in the Sword Casting Mountain Villa were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

The more than 2,000 monks who were originally standing by their hands didn't think much about it, and took advantage of the fact that the attention of the Immortal Island monks was all focused on Lin Yi's body, and fled in a hurry, not wanting to stay here for a while.

Only the nearly 1,000 Honghuang monks who were about to stand up to support Lin Yi were left.

Hua Li looked at the fleeing figures, only to feel a chill, cold for Lin Yi.

Hua Li couldn't bear the anger in his heart, stopped a monk, and said loudly: "You still have the face to run! Brother Mu saved all of us at the last critical moment, but this is how you treat your savior? If you don't stand up to help, you actually abandoned Brother Mu and ran away by yourself, are you worthy of the word monk!"

The monk's face was slightly red, his eyes were strange, and he frowned: "Daoist friends are wide enough, so many people have escaped, why are you only stopping me?"

Hua Li was so angry that he trembled slightly, clenched his fists and couldn't speak.

Ye Wan'er also stood up and said loudly: "Don't go, everyone, stay and maybe you can help Mu Daoyou......"

One of the monks laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist said that the strength of our waiting is not enough at all, and it is useless to stay." ”

Another monk said as he ran: "Brother Mu's life-saving grace must be remembered today, and he should repay the great favor by tying the grass and knotting the ring in the coming day." ”

"Yes, we can only report the kindness of our friends today in the future if we save our 'lives'. ”

In the blink of an eye, there were only nearly a thousand of the more than 3,000 Honghuang monks who originally stood up to fight side by side with Lin Yi.

One of them came out of a monk, patted Hua Li's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has their own ambitions, so there is no need to force them. Although we are casual cultivators, we know about Entu. If I leave today, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make progress in my cultivation in the future, and this will become a guilt for my cultivation life!"

Another monk said: "The human heart is always complex and changeable, and people may have a selfish side, but it depends on whether they can keep the bottom line of conscience." Mu Qing Daoyou and I don't know each other, but I dare to stand up in danger and resist all the pressure, I admire it very much. This style of doing things is rare nowadays, and it really has the style of an ancient immortal. ”

Hua Li also sighed: "These monks are cultivating in the sect, but they have worn out the edges and corners, and the sharpness and blood 'nature'. Alas, not to mention them, let's observe the exercises of these immortal island monks a lot, find a way to deal with it, and go down to help Brother Mu earlier. ”

In the Sword Casting Villa, the number of immortal island monks is getting smaller and smaller, and the giant sword cooperates with the sword qi storm, and everywhere Lin Yi goes, there are dead and wounded everywhere, and blood is splashing everywhere.

At first, the Immortal Island monks knew that they were invincible to Lin Yi, but they were still not afraid of death, and they followed one after another like moths to a fire, and they didn't seem to have any pity for life at all.

For this point, Lin Yi has long been insightful. Not long after entering the Land of Sword Shrines, one of the five Immortal Island monks he encountered was defeated and killed himself on the spot. Death seems to have long been accustomed to the Immortal Island monks.

Whoever it is, it will be tricky for a monk who is not afraid of death.

Unless, the strength is fully suppressed!

Although Lin Yi was also in the foundation building period, in the land of the sword mound, he used the cultivation of the sword qi storm to successfully break through to the peak of foundation building, and his spiritual power was greatly improved. Coupled with the strong surging power of qi and blood, the strong ability of the immortal sword body, and the giant sword, it was invincible under the siege of hundreds of immortal island monks.

In this battle, Lin Yi's heart was burning with anger, and he left no room for action, and he was decisive in killing.

If you are not afraid of death, why should I have mercy!

Lin Yi was sweating profusely, the power of qi and blood was hidden in his body, and he had already run to the limit, his body was steaming with mist, and his spiritual power was rapidly depleting.

Although the sword qi storm is huge, it consumes extremely spiritual power, and the monks of the Immortal Island finally did not gather together in a dense group in the later stage, but dispersed, even if Lin Yi used the sword qi storm, it would not cause them much damage.

In the later stage of the battle, Lin Yi relied on Juque Sword Dao to support the battle situation, and the Juque Sword was over, and no one could match its edge.

Time passed little by little, and there were less than two hundred monks in the Immortal Island, and the rest were all beheaded by Lin Yi under the giant sword.

The more than 1,000 Honghuang monks who were watching the battle on the side saw that the Xiandao monks were about to be defeated, and they were also a little impatient and eager to try.

At this moment, dozens of Immortal Island monks seemed to have made up their minds, gathered together, and the spiritual power in their bodies was agitated, and they rushed towards Lin Yi with murderous energy.

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth curled up with a grim smile, knowing that these immortal island monks had exhausted their means, and at this time, it could be regarded as a trapped beast and a blow to return to the light.

"Self-destruct!"

There were many Honghuang monks below who exclaimed, and they could see the intentions of these immortal island monks.

"Mu Daoyou, get out of the way!"

"The self-explosion of dozens of foundation building monks, I'm afraid that the Jindan monks will also fall, quickly dodge!"

Lin Yi was calm and composed, his eyes were as calm as water, and he suddenly put away the giant sword, and said loudly: "What about self-explosion, I will suppress you strongly today!

Lin Yi stood in the air, his clothes were windless, his arms were open, and a ball of brilliance appeared in his palms, his left hand was gray and dead, and his right hand was green and vibrant.

The two palms slowly intersected, and the two qi of life and death were originally two extreme energies, but they did not collide in the fusion of Lin Yi's palms.

Lin Yi's hands were hugged into balls on his chest, and he slowly pushed forward, and the two qi of life and death swirled in the palms of his hands, turning into a big grinding disc with a double "color" that seemed to be round and square!

At this moment, there was a unique aura in the double "color" grinding plate, a powerful and incomparable power, a power that surpassed all spells!

The magic of supernatural powers, the wheel of life and death of Nirvana!

Not only the Immortal Island monks who felt this aura positively, but also the Honghuang monks below were also stunned and shocked.

"It's ......"

"Is it supernatural powers?"

"No way, he's just a foundation monk!"

"There is no impossibility, the descendants of the four major royal families and the three major sects, there are also some who can comprehend the magical powers passed down by the sect during the foundation building period. ”

The Honghuang monk let out an exclamation, and his eyes were "revealed" with an incredible "color".

At the moment when the Nirvana Wheel of Life and Death was formed, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the space seemed to be unable to withstand this powerful force, and a thunderclap sounded on the ground.

All kinds of visions show the extraordinary nature of the wheel of life and death in Nirvana!

"What a powerful supernatural power!"

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the dozens of immortal island monks, but at this time, there was no way to retreat, like an arrow on the string, and they had to be sent. The spiritual power swells to the extreme in the body, and it can only be freed by self-detonation.

The self-explosion of dozens of foundation building consummation monks suddenly burst out with a burst of energy that shattered the heavens and the earth, and burst out into a bright and dazzling light.

In the face of this qiē, Lin Yi was calm and pushed the wheel of Nirvana life and death forward.

The Nirvana Wheel of Life and Death crashed into the center of the self-detonation, and in an instant, it seemed that the whole heaven and earth had come to a standstill, the wind no longer blowing, and time no longer passed.

In the entire sky, the only thing that turned was the two-color grinding disc!

The double "color" grinding disc slowly rotated, and the two qi of life and death fused, holding the power of reincarnation, absorbing all the energy generated by the surrounding self-explosion into the grinding disc. Crushing, fused, exuding bursts of earth-shattering power, irresistible.

The energy generated by the self-explosion of dozens of Immortal Island monks, and the flesh and soul were all absorbed by the double 'color' grinding disc, and they failed to stir up the slightest ripple.

It was enough to destroy the self-explosion of the early Jindan monk, but it was completely suppressed by Lin Yi's amazing supernatural powers!

Lin Yi said lightly: "Your Immortal Island's methods, but that's it!"

The giant sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and the murderous aura was soaring, and Lin Yi's body turned into a blue light, killing the immortal island monk again.

After a battle, there were less than 100 monks in Xiandao, and in less than an hour, more than 900 people were killed by Lin Yi alone!

It was only at this moment that the Immortal Island monks finally had the intention of retreating, and a fear gradually took root in their hearts and gradually spread. They realized that they had provoked a monk who should never have been messed with.

They may not be afraid of death, but for some reason, in the face of this seemingly delicate and elegant monk, they have a fear in their hearts.

The monk of Xiandao was completely killed!

When they knew that death would not cause even the slightest damage to Lin Yi, their confidence began to waver.

The seemingly delicate and elegant monk in front of him seemed to be a killing god who came out of hell, his eyes were cold, and he didn't hesitate to kill them, it seemed that he really crushed an ant.

A monk from Xiandao finally couldn't hold back his despair and fear, screamed, and fled in a hurry into the distance.

Fear is contagious.

The last insistence of the other Immortal Island monks also collapsed in the screams of this monk, and less than a hundred Immortal Island monks no longer dared to face Lin Yi, and they were defeated one after another, fleeing to the outside of the Sword Casting Villa.

Lin Yi shouted to the more than 1,000 Honghuang monks below: "Fellow Daoists, revenge is at this moment, encircle and suppress with all your might, and no one will be left!"

The Honghuang monks suddenly agreed, they had already held back their strength, and wanted to vent on the immortal island monks, but when they heard Lin Yi's words like orders, they did not feel the slightest discomfort, but had a kind of refreshing comfort.

Outside the land of the sword mound, at the foot of Mt. Ibaraki.

The two Jindan Immortal Island monks looked at the shattered soul jade all over the ground, their faces were pale, and they were speechless.

After half a ring, the monk with a scar on his face looked at the soul jade on the ground in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "How come, how...... Will it be?"

The other Jindan monk was bald-headed, with a gloomy expression, and said in a low voice: "All dead, all dead! In just one hour, more than 900 people have fallen. ”

"What happened inside, and what other forces could threaten Song Xia's team?"

"It's impossible, it wasn't good before, how could this happen? All of them are dead, how can we explain to the third prince!"

The Scarface Monk raised his head suddenly, and exclaimed, "Could it be that there are hundreds of Jindan Monks in it, or Yuanying Monks? It is impossible for a Jindan Monk to kill nine hundred clansmen in just one hour, this, this ......"

The bald monk frowned and said, "This is impossible, don't forget, Brother Jindan, Brother Yuanying can't enter at all!"

"I know, but how could the Zhuji monks kill Song Xia and them, could it be that the more than 9,000 monks in the flood wilderness have condensed into a force?"

The bald monk sighed deeply, squinted his eyes, the cold light flashed inside, and said in a deep voice: "Song Xia's soul jade has a dull luster, obviously he is seriously injured, but he has the Immortal Island Hidden Secret Talisman, and he can definitely save his 'life' without accident." When he comes out, he will find out when he asks. All we can do now is wait!"