The thunder in the sky tore through the sky, like a purple silver snake, raging in the dark night, and it was about to blast towards Lingyun.

Ling Yun's face trembled, his expression was extremely serious, and he roared angrily, "Ignorant child, presumptuous." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale white light of his body burst into an awe-inspiring oval, enveloping him deadly, and he was not damaged in the slightest under the bombardment of wild thunder and lightning.

The seemingly faint oval barrier stood tall in the overwhelming purple light, and from time to time it would bounce off the thunder.

The thunder and lightning surged the earth, the sound shook the sky, and the violent thunder and lightning ran and bombarded the ground, leaving one ravine after another, kicking up pieces of dust and stomping on the surrounding houses.

The entire street was covered with purple thunder, and the dark clouds above the sky were surging even more violently, surging down one after another, without any time interval.

The Pure Heart Sect and the Third Hall Elder were almost stunned, they had never imagined that the young man would be able to burst out with such power.

Li quickly turned his head and looked at them coldly, a pair of eyes as vast as the sky at the moment, flashed a Weiya, and suddenly, in the area where they were, the wind and waves were rising, and the thunder and lightning were surging down.

The head of Qingxin and the others were startled at the same time, quickly raised their heads, saw the thunder falling from the sky, and hurriedly dodged quickly, only Leng Minyi's pestle was quietly in place, allowing the thunder and lightning to fall, never moving.

Soon, the thunder instantly bombarded the earth, wrapping Leng Minyi, but none of them seemed to hit him.

Ling Yun saw Li Shushu's distraction at that moment just now, and his whole body shook violently, and the iron chain formed by the hurricane that bound his whole body instantly broke and dissipated into nothingness.

Ling Yun stood in the air and said calmly: "You are very strong, even stronger than the old man imagined, even so, you can't help the old man." How long can you maintain the supernatural powers you have exchanged for the side door, and how much external power can your body withstand?

It's still too late, with your cultivation as the realm, no one can attain anything in the future, so why die here?"

Li Susu raised his head slightly, blood slowly flowed out of his nostrils, smiled shallowly, his whole body sank, and he shouted angrily, the cyan light attached to his body quickly turned red, like a blood moon, and the torn cotton robe seemed to be overwhelmed, and it was broken into strips of cloth little by little.

Li Susu kicked his legs quickly, blasted out a deep pit, his body turned into a red light, and flew out, and the clothes on his body instantly disintegrated, revealing his sturdy body.

That body was strong and strong, and I don't know how much forging it took to form.

Ling Yun didn't have time to shake his head and sigh, because Li Susu's speed was so fast that he felt frightened.

At the same time, Ling Yun's figure flashed, turned into a white light, and rushed out.

In everyone's eyes, only two rays of light, one red and one white, could be seen, colliding with each other in the air, and each encounter would cause the whole street to tremble and the houses to collapse.

The thunder and lightning in the sky slowly converged, gathered into a ball, and rolled quietly in the clouds, red and white lights flashing in mid-air at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch, and each collision seemed to split the space into two halves.

Half fiery red as blood, half white as snow.

The endless aftermath continued to oscillate in all directions, and the entire house erupted and collapsed, and the entire street appeared one crack after another, which had long been shattered and no longer visible.

The people and horses lurking in the shadows immediately flashed, and one by one they held shields and blocked in front of Mo Tear.

After the elders of the three halls dodged the thunder and lightning, they all focused their eyes on Mo Tear, reached a high degree of tacit understanding with each other, and rushed towards Mo Tear with a brush.

Rows of black-clothed guards with knives stared at their eyes, looking through the rain curtain, looking at the three swooping figures, one by one with tense muscles, and the white sword in their hands was held tighter.

The continuous drizzle instantly became heavier, and it was pouring down.

Drops of rain rolled down a cold and shining sword, and the drops of water shrouded their eyes, but they could not blink a little, and the cold wind and cold rain poured on them, but they could only feel their blood boiling.

Seeing the three figures getting closer and closer, they became more and more restless.

"Up. ”

A simple word, faintly spit out in the mouth of the third uncle of ink tears, and at the front, row after row of guards moved when they heard the sound, swooped with their swords, trampled on the rain one by one, waved the sword in their hands, and instantly surrounded the three figures.

Their cooperation is extremely tacit, and their moves are also very decisive, without a trace of fear, in the rain, their hard faces are reflected.

After all, a martial artist is just a martial artist, and there is a world of difference between him and a cultivator, not to mention that those three people are the leaders of the cultivation world, and they are the people who are admired and worshiped as "old immortals" by all the people.

The result can be imagined, piles of people, between their gestures, were instantly knocked out, and rows of guards came up one after another, not afraid of death.

The living heads bloomed with gorgeous blood flowers, and the entire rain on the ground stained with blood-red blood, and the endless wails shook the surroundings.

All of this did not shake their hearts after all, and they still raised their swords, like beasts that do not know whether they are alive or dead, as long as they still breathe, they will try their best to fight back.

The guards are like swarms of ants, and they can be shocked to death by random kicks.

After a while, hundreds of people were knocked to the ground by the three old men's random moves, and some were killed on the spot.

Clusters of blood flowed in the rain, and the blood moon in the sky rendered the whole night into blood, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with a blood-red, mixed with a series of wails and screams, like hell on earth.

Mo Tear, who stood at the back, looked at the three old men through the few remaining figures, and between every light wave of their hands, several people would fall.

The elders of the three halls, who usually like to raise flowers, fish, and read books, have turned into three calm demons at this moment, taking people's lives with a wave of their hands, and their bodies have already been stained with the blood of countless people.

"Come back, come back for me, stop for me, stop for me......"

The heart-rending roar of the ink tears again and again did not have any effect, and the black-clothed guards, like beasts that did not know whether to live or die, brandished their swords and fought for their lives.

There were countless water marks flowing on Mo Tear's face, and it was difficult to detect for a moment whether his face was the rain in the sky, or the tear stains flowing from his blood-red pupils.

All the roars and roars of Ink Tears finally returned to silence, looking at the group of guards who came up with knives, their pale faces were filled with an unshakable perseverance, and their blood-red pupils exuded awe-inspiring slaughter.

Another group of people followed, and the elder of the ruling hall froze, his dry eyebrows crumbled together, and he snorted softly, "Noise." ”

Immediately, an endless momentum burst out of his body, instantly enveloping the entire street, and his ankles turned and pressed downward.

Everyone on the street felt a powerful force overwhelmingly pressing on them, some people were directly pressed to the ground, and some people were still struggling to support.

The wails of countless people spread in the blood-red night sky.

The elder of the Hall of Judgment turned his ankle again, his gaze fixed on the straight ink tear body he was standing on, and he pressed it suddenly, and the overwhelming momentum fell from the sky, enveloping the place where the ink tear was.

Ink tears, Gou Jian and Zhou Anyue all sank, and immediately fell to the ground, almost at the same time, the three of them slammed on one knee on the ground, and that piece of ground, little by little, shattered and collapsed and sank, forming a new deep pit.

The strong and relentless air pressure made them unable to breathe, and they felt that the muscles connected to the muscles inch by inch trembled and tore little by little, and the whole body was about to collapse and fall apart.

Zhou Anyue adjusted her vitality and resisted hard, but it was always to no avail.

There is indeed a world of difference between the Heaven Adaptation Realm and the Melting Earth Realm, and the difference between them is an unbridgeable power gap.

Zhou Anyue turned her head with difficulty to look at Mo Tear and Gou Jian, they didn't have the slightest power to resist, and she looked up desperately and tried her best to catch the figure of the senior brother in the sky.

The battle above the sky continued, and the light that split the sky into two pieces was still colliding and indistinguishable.

Hurricane in his left hand, thunder in his right hand, Li Susu, who was covered in blood, was like lightning.

Another punch smashed into Ling Yun's chest, and a trace of thunder and lightning burst out, like a thunderbolt in his hand, the heavenly river poured out, and the power continued to come out, enough to shake the mountains and rivers.

Ling Yun's palms were put together, and a barrier was formed on his chest, which was brilliant and dazzling.

It was another earth-shattering impact, Ling Yun's wrinkled cheeks looked even more dignified, and the strength of his body was once again catalyzed to another extreme.

How is this possible? Far from diminishing, his power has grown.

What was going on? The high intensity of the force was enough to break him down, how could he still hold on?

Why is he so fast? If he continues like this, he will be defeated.

Ling Yun's heart was full of puzzlement, whether it was from cultivation to "" or combat experience, he was in an absolute advantage, why was he at an absolute disadvantage in this battle.

In addition to being forced to attack, there is no power to fight back, and now it is becoming more and more difficult, why is this?

Ling Yun was even more puzzled, and hurriedly changed his original plan in his heart, and quickly opened the distance with the blood-red light.

Ling Yun originally thought that as long as it dragged on for a moment and a half, the other party would definitely be disintegrated by that uncontrollable force, but now it seems that he was wrong, the other party's strength is far beyond his imagination.

Ling Yun can only make the last blow, one blow determines the victory or defeat, and determines life and death.

Li Susu also slowly stopped his rapidly flashing body, and flew backwards little by little, Yu Lingyun's eyes met, and they looked at each other calmly.

Only now could he see the full picture of his body, under the blood-red light, he was covered with surging waves, and his muscles were covered with shallow old scars.

That was the tempering of a mortal Taoist since he was a child, without these, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for so long.

Li Susu also wanted to use one blow to decide the victory, because he knew that if he didn't end this battle as soon as possible, the outcome of the junior brother still couldn't be changed.

Ling Yun's face was covered with haze, and the pale blue white light on his body was a little restrained, and he said coldly: "The old man is very curious, why can you be so powerful at such a young age?"

"Not strong enough, at least not to take you down right away. Li Susu's words were equally cold.

Ling Yun didn't say anything more, quietly put on his eyes, and the endless waves of vitality around him poured into his body.

Ling Yun was completely furious, he was serious.

Almost at the same time, Li Susu also slowly closed his eyes that contained all the scenery in the sky, and at that moment, he seemed to merge with his surroundings and the sky.

He is even the heavens, even if he is the master of this piece.

He was also angry, completely angry, revealing an incomparably pure murderous aura in his heart.

In the sky, the momentum of the two of them is getting stronger little by little, as if they are endless, and endless.

On the ground, everyone was pressed and breathless, without the slightest power to resist.

The elders of the three halls felt the two powerful forces in the sky, and without the slightest pause, the three of them walked forward quickly almost at the same time, straight to the ink tears.

The elder of the library hall rushed to the front, and in a flash, he came to the front of Mo Tear, and a long sword that flashed with cold light tore through the sky and slashed down.

Suddenly, at this moment, a cyan figure flashed, opened his arms to block, closed his eyes deadly, and blocked in front of Mo Tear.

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