"Are you Lin Xuan?" Ming Ruoxin looked at the monk who cooperated with him, and instantly cut the peak cultivator of the god transformation into two, it was the person who his sister had mentioned to him several times, and his face was also full of shock.

This Lin Xuan was extremely strong, from the void to the peak cultivator of the Slayer God Transformation was only a few tens of breaths, and those monks of the Asura clan had even just reacted.

"With this time, it's better to act quickly, your people won't be able to hold on. ”

Lin Xuan's figure flashed, facing the void, he pinched it with one hand, as if grabbing, in the void, a blood-colored soul wanted to escape, and was directly pinched and exploded by Lin Xuan.

"This blood-colored soul is owned by the monk at the peak realm of the Transformation God, and he originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but under the shroud of Lin Xuan's powerful divine sense, there was nothing to hide. “

However, this blood-colored soul is a great supplement, Lin Xuan directly pinched it with one hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and the bottle was covered with runes, this was a sealing rune, specially used to seal spiritual objects such as souls.

Ming Ruoxin saw the huge ghost bone dragon, crazy in the crowd, biting, and constantly shaking his body, even the clansmen of the Ming King clan in the realm of transforming into gods were directly thrown away, and that powerful power was not something they could compete with.

However, it was also by taking this opportunity that the battlefield was temporarily divided, and the people of the Asura clan gathered together in a hurry, and some of the remaining monks of the Ming King clan looked at the ghost bone dragon with some dumbfounded, and then looked at Lin Xuan who was standing in the void, and only came to his senses for a while, this Lin Xuan came to help them, this is the young man who made such a big disturbance in the imperial city of the Ming King clan back then, it turned out that his strength was so strong.

The ghost bone dragon roared furiously, opened its huge mouth, and a poisonous mist sprayed out wildly.

That group of Asura monks was directly preparing to escape, and now there are two more variables, even if there is only one person and one ghost, they are a little frightened, this Lin Xuan just made a move, and the thunder method has already shocked these Asura monks.

"Run"

Like birds and beasts scattering in all directions, these Asura monks actually fled in all directions.

Lin Xuan laughed, his hands pinched out a strange magic seal, and the next moment, a mist emerged from a radius of a hundred zhang, and it was a formation that had already begun to operate.

"Heavenly Mystery Array. ”

This is one of the most proficient formations that Lin Xuan has mastered, one of the three sets of formations that Ouyang Qian refined for him back then, the formation flags are all directly and instantaneously arranged, in order to make it easy for Lin Xuan to use.

When Lin Xuan entered this battlefield, he had already secretly sacrificed the array flag and hid it underground.

"You can't go there, this is where you are buried, and the environment is excellent. ”

Lin Xuan crossed into the void, walked slowly, looked at the monks of the Asura clan who were trapped in the Heavenly Mystery Array below, and showed a sneer, the enmity between the Asura clan and him could not be resolved at all, since this was the case, then there was only one way, either to die by himself, or to die by them, for this point, Lin Xuan saw it very thoroughly, whether it was the hatred between him and Morotian, or the enmity between the Netherrakshasa clan and the Asura clan, it was already an endless ending.

"Hands-on. Ming Ruoxin's face showed a hint of ecstasy, and he shouted, and directly led his monks to rush forward.

And Lin Xuan pinched his hands, and a thundercloud slowly rose above the void, it was Lin Xuan's killing move, extinguishing the Yuan Light, the thunderclouds were dense, and the thunder arc was bursting.

The monks of the Ming King clan looked at the void in surprise one by one, is that thunder and lightning, their Ming King clan, for the power of thunder, can completely absorb and control.

Moreover, Lin Xuan deliberately, the purple thunder did not fall, hidden between the thunderclouds, it was a white thunder pillar as thick as three zhang in size, and it fell with a bang.

The monks of the Ming King were like the gods of war, and the power of thunder and lightning was circulating above the body, becoming more and more fierce.

At this moment, the ghost bone dragon was feasting, frantically devouring the flesh and blood of the Asura clan who had fallen into the monks, which was a great supplement for it.

That pair of soul fire eyes, flickering wildly, was obviously extremely excited, and it also conveyed great joy to Lin Xuan in the sea of knowledge.

Lin Xuan smiled, this ghost bone dragon, after accepting it, became more and more like a thug, and he was grateful for the benefits.

With Lin Xuan's control, in the Heavenly Mystery Trace Array, those monks of the Asura clan were completely in chaos, and his powerful divine sense controlled the constant change of the formation, and the monks of the Ming King clan could easily see the location of the monks of the Asura clan, at this moment, it was the crushing of Chiguoguo, a completely unfair battle.

From time to time, there are monks of the Asura clan, who died directly under the fist of the monks of the Ming King clan, and this kind of place that cannot touch the outside world and is a dream, is the place with the greatest psychological pressure, some Asura monks, crazy roars, like crazy, crazy to one direction, but where does he know, there is a door of death at all, there are monks of the Ming King clan, long waiting for the opportunity, the two of them joined forces, and instantly shot with all their strength, the fists full of thunder arcs, the blood splashed everywhere, and the flesh and blood were filled.

Lin Xuan didn't make a move, and waited quietly in the void, but in just half an hour, the formation had already been withdrawn by Lin Xuan.

The corpses everywhere can still support those who are not dead at this moment, that is, the two Asura monks of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the two monks of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, are already languishing at the moment, their eyes are full of fear, looking at the clansmen of the Ming King clan, looking at Lin Xuan above the void, his expression shows a trace of helplessness.

Lin Xuan slowly spoke, "The two of you, only one of you can go out and bring a message to Na Morotian, his dog head, I, Lin Xuan, will collect it." ”

Ming Ruoxin frowned, but he didn't say anything, his own clan was able to survive, and almost slaughtered the monks of the Asura clan, all because of Lin Xuan's existence, at this moment, he wanted to let one go, although he didn't know what the reason was, but he was smart and didn't speak, he didn't speak, and a few monks of the Ming King clan naturally wouldn't stop him.

The two monks of the late stage of the Asura clan had changed their faces drastically, looking at each other, and one of the monks had a pale face, "Senior brother, you must live." ”

The monk slapped his chest with a sharp claw.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, but it was out of his surprise, this monk was bloody, and there was no cannibalism, it seems that although this Asura clan killed, but between the friendship of the same clan, it is a rare brotherly love of tribulation.

The other monk, with an embarrassed face, opened his mouth, but could not say anything, raised his hand, and gently tried to pat his junior brother on the shoulder.