Chapter 12: Sacred Realm Lin Yu, Defeat the Heroes!

He is the Holy Son from the Thunder Ancient City, with the power of thunder, he is superb, and he has reached the realm of condensation, and he is extraordinary.

Even Lin Wushuang is invincible!

"Young Master!" From the hall, Elder Taishang made a gesture to get up.

However, there were several figures beside him, all of them blooming with coercion, and they were the many elders of this Dao system, all of whom were Saint Realm cultivators.

With smiles on their faces, they suppressed the Supreme Elder with coercion.

"It's just a joke between young people, it's not in the way, it's not too good for the Lin family, do you want to make a move on the juniors?"

"Well, the young master of the Lin family was born and triggered the vision of heaven and earth, and he should be unparalleled in talent, this little scene is nothing more than that, it's just that you, the young master, don't seem to be very good!"

The group of elders sneered.

Looking at Elder Taishang's gaze, it was full of disdain and contempt.

The Lin family produced a real dragon, and the martial soul awakened, which triggered the vision of heaven and earth, and there was perception in all directions.

But.

This Lin Wushuang, but that's it.

So they saw clearly that the Lin family, this family, was really decaying.

It can't be compared to the real top-notch Dao system.

"You guys!" Elder Taishang's face was slightly cold, but when several Holy Realms suppressed him together, he couldn't move.

And at this time, Lin Yu walked over.

"Emperor!" Seeing Lin Yu, Elder Taishang was overjoyed.

The emperor of the Lin family is the most powerful existence, overpowering the forbidden area, how majestic?

With him, all crises can be solved.

"Emperor?" At the door, the Thunder Holy Son looked at Lin Yu with a kind of Holy Son, Daozi.

"Interesting. ”

"I can't imagine that the young master of the Lin family, and the emperor, are not the same person!"

"Why, do you think that the geniuses of your Lin family are too wasteful, so you have to distinguish them in this way, in case they are all suppressed by others?" hahaha!"

They laughed wildly.

defeated the so-called demon Lin Wushuang, and everyone was extremely confident.

"Hey!"

"Maybe it's just that Lin Wushuang's cultivation is too short, and in such a short period of time, reaching such a realm is already very good. ”

Not far away, a figure as light as a fairy spoke, it was the Innate Saintess.

She wore a white dress, detached from the dust.

The words were very soft, looking at everyone's behavior, frowning slightly.

"Yes, Brother Chongtong, although your cultivation is not very good, but how long people have been cultivating, you can easily crush it, it's just that you can win the time of cultivation. The witch of the Bliss Immortal Sect also spoke.

"Hmph. ”

"Weakness, it doesn't matter how long you practice, if you lose, you lose. ”

On the other side, the goddess of the Jiang family snorted coldly, and the battle armor hunted, "Lin family, but that's it." ”

Her face was full of arrogance, like a fairy spirit standing high above.

"Such a Lin family is indeed not worthy of our marriage, my Jiang Quasi future husband is destined to be a strong man who stands up to the sky, not just a world heavy pupil!"

The tone is proud.

For the Lin family and Lin Wushuang, the ultimate belittlement.

His gaze swept over everyone, Lin Yu frowned slightly, "Wushuang, are you injured like this?"

"Yes and what?" said the Holy Son of the Thunder Ancient City.

He was unruly, and when he stepped out, the thunder and divine light were intertwined.

In an instant, from behind, an ancient thunder Jiao's figure emerged, roaring in the air, and the boundless thunder swept wildly, seemingly attracting a thunder pool.

The spirit is domineering and unparalleled, blooming with vast power.

"If you don't accept it, you can come to fight!"

"If you outperform me, I naturally have nothing to say, but if you can't, get out!"

The Thunder Son snorted coldly.

He pointed to Lin Yu, as a holy son, this trip was originally to test the Lin family, and wanted to see if the demon of the Lin family was worthy of being moved by the Holy Land.

Now.

Lin Wushuang was defeated, and he naturally became more and more proud.

Defiant.

However, Lin Yu raised his eyes and didn't look at the Thunder Saint Son, "You are not worthy!"

"What?" the Thunder Son was furious, and in his eyes, thunder flashed.

"What about me?" the Innate Son walked out.

He was dressed in white, as light as an immortal, with a stream of fairy light surrounding his body.

"Since you are the emperor of the Lin family, you want to be better than Lin Wushuang, since this is the case, let me see, are you qualified to let me marry the Holy Daughter of the Innate Dao Sect?"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the Innate Holy Son's mouth.

He was the strongest in this group, and he had a sense of crisis towards Lin Yu, and wanted to suppress it strongly and frustrate his sharp spirit.

"You don't deserve it either. Lin Yu spoke.

The wind is light and the clouds are light.

It's like telling a story that's what it is.

"What did you say?" the eyes of the Innate Saint Son narrowed slightly.

"Hmph, waste one, I'm afraid it's the same as Lin Wushuang, I saw the end, so I didn't dare to make a move!" The Thunder Saint Son was furious, and he stepped out.

Thorn Lala!

The endless thunder crisscrossed and turned into a thunder pool, and the ancient dragon, swallowing thunder, shuttled out of it.

This is a kind of treasure art, which contains the true meaning of thunder, turns into a thunder Jiao, and has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

He shot straight away.

To suppress Lin Yu!

This so-called emperor is too arrogant and has no one in his eyes, he wants to teach him a lesson.

Rumble!

The thunder pool covers the sky, and the ancient thunder Jiao bows down.

In the hall, a trace of worry flashed in Elder Taishang's eyes.

"The Lin family is too high, don't worry, the juniors will compete with each other, they will be measured!"

"Although your Lin family disciple is not strong, my Holy Son of Thunder Ancient City will spare his life!"

The elder of the Thunder Ancient City smiled confidently.

When Elder Taishang heard this, his expression was strange, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

And this time.

Boom Boom!

The Thunder Jiaolong shook, and as the Thunder Saint Son punched, in the heavens and the earth, the thunder and light were connected together.

The terrifying killing power blooms directly.

He sneered and shot with all his might, wanting to defeat Lin Yu and completely abolish it.

However.

Lin Yu raised his eyes, and a holy path pattern flashed in his eyes.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the thunder pool shattered, and the thunder Jiao let out a terrible wail, writhing in mid-air, as if it was pinched by an invisible big hand, and with a bang, it turned into endless spiritual light, and scattered directly.

The Thunder Saint's face was distorted, he vomited blood, the armor on his body was shattered, and he flew out directly.

The breath is faint.

It's like it's going to die.

"Holy Son!" In the hall, the elders of the Thunder Ancient City were emotional, and they stood up with a thud.

The Holy Son was defeated!

Vomited blood and almost fell!

"Whew!" Seeing such a scene, Elder Taishang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the emperor did not go on a killing spree.

"That's the power of the Holy Dao, the younger generation is competing, and they actually use the treasures of the Holy Realm to burst out with such power, this is your Lin family's hospitality?" The elders of the Thunder Ancient City stared at each other with furious eyes.

Elder Taishang coughed lightly, "Whether it is a treasure or not, I can't make a conclusion yet, besides, even if it is a treasure, it is also a part of strength, isn't it?

"You!" Elder Thunder furious.

At this time, the elders of the other Holy Land Dao Sects also opened their mouths to persuade.

"Juniors compete, winning or losing is a common thing!"

"The Thunder Saint Son is extraordinary, but defeat is defeat!"

"Needless to say, even if the Supreme Treasure is used, the Emperor of the Lin Family has indeed won!"

The crowd gloated.

And this time.

Airplanes!

Outside the hall, several divine lights erupted, and in an instant, all the holy sons were furious and killed Lin Yu.

"Get out!"

Lin Yu's eyes were deep, and the Holy Dao Divine Pattern flashed away from heaven and earth.

Buzz Buzz!

Invisible power, incomparable, boom, boom! This group of holy sons changed color, all of them vomited blood, their battle armor was shattered, and they were directly hit hard, and their faces flew out upside down with pale faces!