Lin Ziyun had already figured out that monks were different from mortals. The cultivation realm is a world where the weak eat the strong, and only strength is respected.

He didn't keep his hand anymore, and his momentum increased a lot. Everyone was shocked that this person still had any strength left.

Blood flowers flew here, and every blow flew with blood, but Lin Ziyun was still holding his hand, and he didn't have the intention of killing. Because there were many disciples in the foundation building period and the qi refining period who were trapped in it, he didn't want to indiscriminately kill the weak who couldn't even be called an opponent. Lin Ziyun said coldly: "If you don't want to die, hurry up." ”

The people of the Nine Great Sects also knew about this level of battle, and monks below the Feather Stage would not be able to intervene at all. This place was cleared, and the monks below the feathering period evacuated one after another, and only the daughter of the sect master of the Yun Sect remained here, Lin Ziyun killed Li Wuru, and she shared the hatred of the sky.

Lin Ziyun sneered and pinched his fist print, and hit an old man in a blue robe. The light of the fist is like a catastrophe, showing the fairy rays of the sun and the moon, and the vastness of all things in the heavens.

"Brave mouse, I will kill you today!" Lin Ziyun said coldly. His fist marks were monstrous, and the person who shrouded him was none other than Du Hua of the Mountain True Sect, who was also about to withdraw from the field. This person is in the feathering period, and he is chasing and killing him one after another, and he will not let the other party go no matter what.

Du Hua was locked by his breath, and his whole body was excited. The fist mark was like a thunder dragon, and Du Hua hurriedly took out the talisman from the storage bag to resist. Bang Bang Bang ...... There was an explosion, Du Hua smiled, Lin Ziyun was still too tender, although his cultivation spell was not high, but the registration method was a must. Lin Ziyun wanted to kill him, but he couldn't help but think too simply.

Du Hua was smiling proudly, and suddenly felt a heat in front of him, and he saw two long phoenix wings swaying in front of his eyes.

Lin Ziyun smiled sarcastically and smashed his fist on his spiritual platform.

"Boom ......"

This person didn't even escape from the primordial spirit, and he was wiped out.

When the disciples of the Mountain True Sect saw Lin Ziyun looking at them, they didn't dare to look at him. Lin Ziyun shouted at everyone: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, let your group of low-level monks go today, I hope you will wait for yourself." ”

After saying this, Lin Ziyun confronted more than twenty Feather Stage cultivators. The True Phoenix Wings behind him were ten feet long, exuding a shocking red glow, and Lin Ziyun was like a fighting god reborn from the flames.

He greeted an elder of the Xiyu Sect and laughed, "You said that Lin's Yixi Divine Palm was secretly learned from your Xiyin Sect. Listen well, think of God, and seek the Dharma with your heart......" His voice was like a bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and he was reciting the true scriptures. It is not the One Night Divine Palm True Scripture of the Xi Drink Sect, but the fragmentary scriptures deduced from the Demon Moon Tower.

After killing several elders of the Xiyu Sect with one palm, Lin Ziyun faced the two elders of the Rain God Sect again, and said again: "Through the past and the present, cultivate the rain magic technique, recite the Heart Sutra, and clear the spirit platform......

Its sound is incessant, ringing in everyone's heart. The monks of the Xiyu Sect, the monks of the Rain God Sect compared this scripture with their own supernatural scriptures, and found that they were completely different, but they had the meaning of speeding up and returning to the same place. Everyone was shocked, and some monks from other sects had secretly memorized these scriptures in their hearts. It's a pity that Lin Ziyun is also a smart person, and he didn't say everything, but stopped at the point and didn't say much.

After Lin Ziyun cultivated to the feather period, the spell was shocking, and no one among the crowd could beat his edge. He fought against the disciples of the Tianjia Sect, the Northern Soul True Sect and other sects, and he also opened his mouth to say the Hundred Veins Cultivation True Recipe and other methods.

Ding Yu was furious, and this person treated him as nothing. You must know that he is ranked on the feather list, although he is not in the forefront, but Lin Ziyun is not allowed to be so humiliated. There are not many genius disciples in the Feather Stage of the Nether Realm, and the disciples of the Foundation Building Period are the main force. Ding Yu's cultivation was enough to crisscross the human realm, and he attacked Lin Ziyun in anger.

Lin Ziyun sneered and split his attack, pinched his fist print, and blasted towards Ding Yu. "The law is like the words of the gods in the heart, and the magic is like the words of the immortals in the sky......"

"Oh my God, this Lin Ziyun is crazy, he is talking about the secret magic power of the four-star sect. The crowd was boiling. How can they see the method of establishing the four-star sect? Lin Ziyun leaked the heavenly secret, and countless people were crazy about it, for fear of missing a word, they were all keeping in mind the method.

Ding Yu is not an ordinary person, after pondering a few sentences, he found that the mental method that Lin Ziyun said was a little different from the Purple Thunder Ten Thousand Military Technique of the Heavenly Outer Dao Sect. But even so, even if it was similar, Ding Yu couldn't tolerate Lin Ziyun's leak, he shouted: "Shut up, do you want to be an enemy of my sect?"

Lin Ziyun didn't continue, because there was no need. He looked at Ding Yu and said coldly: "Kill you here today, and I will see what you people have to be proud of." ”

Lin Ziyun sealed the law seal and threw a punch. The true spirit transformation was also running, the dragon qi on his body was rolling, and the immortal phoenix was flying. The phoenix wings were shocked, and he struck a blow like a flying immortal, and his fist imprinted in front of Ding Yu.

"Bang ......"

A huge explosion was heard, and a sea of fire was set off at the same time. Lin Ziyun greeted the Purple Thunder God Hammer in Ding Yu's hand with his fist, his fist did not bleed, but only slightly sore. Lin Ziyun gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Sure enough, these Feather Stage geniuses are much stronger than those ordinary Feather Stage Cultivators. ”

Ding Hua was killed by the sword, his brother was repulsed, and Ding Hua desperately wanted to kill Lin Ziyun in a moment.

Lin Ziyun wanted to have a pair of eyes behind him, and the phoenix wings on his body vibrate, and he dodged the blow and pinched his fist mark again. 90 Literature Network

"Dangdangdang......"

The sword roared, and Lin Ziyun shook the big iron sword in Ding Hua's hand open, making a violent sound. He is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and his terrifying physical cultivation makes people suspect that he was turned into an ancient demonic beast. Lin Ziyun grinned and sneered: "Your hand is not suitable for holding a sword, it is too light." ”

The long sword took off his hand and rolled to the ground, Ding Hua's face was gloomy, he took out a pill and took it, and the breath on his whole body was high.

Lin Ziyun hurriedly avoided Ding Yu's silver hammer and shook Ding Hua's spell qi sword with a flick of his fingers. He found some other cultivators in the lower Feather Cultivation Period, and he didn't spare the slightest hand. These are the monks who have deceived his court, and if he does not kill them, he will sit and wait for death today.

The fist prints bloomed with golden rays, and each golden ray set off a rain of blood. Lin Ziyun harvested his life like mowing grass mustard, his gray hair was fluttering, his body was fluttering, if he was shocking and flying immortals, if he was fierce and killing gods. His fist prints are like heavenly might, suppressing all enemies. The big opening and closing, like a moving magic mountain, crushes all the Tao and Dharma.

The fairy mangs of spells are endless, and the magic powers are intertwined. But let you have a thousand spells, ten thousand magical powers, one punch to break ten thousand spells, and a thousand spells.

"Boom......"

He is like wandering in purgatory on earth, the assura field of hell. Lin Ziyun turned into a killing god and took away a piece of fresh life. Their ugly faces still seemed to be in front of them, and the sneers of the previous ones were still on their lips, but now they were cold corpses.

Lin Ziyun did not let the dirty blood of the enemy stain his sleeves, he was like a dancer wandering in the clouds, like a frightening dragon. The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind. The dust does not stick to the body, and the law does not invade the body. In the murderous red dust, if the fairy king attacked.

pinched the fist seal again, and only the two brothers Ding Hua and Ding Yu of the Heavenly Outer Dao Sect were left in front of him.

Ding Hua didn't dare to look at him, that person was angry, like a demon god. He secretly glanced at the corner of the eye of the Shura Field Killing God, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you waiting for? Let's shoot together and kill him!"

The fairy mangs flickered, and a terrifying aura filled the air, and several masters of the feather stage flew over.

Lin Ziyun shouted: "Okay, good, good! Lin's sword today has not yet drunk blood." But if there are those who are not afraid, just try it. ”

One person was covered in purple light, and he was shrouded in a layer of purple mist all over his body, and he couldn't see his true face clearly. Lin Ziyun cast his Heavenly Four Poles Spiritual Eyes, his gaze was like a torch, piercing the layer of fog and seeing the man's face clearly. Lin Ziyun was taken aback and said, "Senior, it's you." ”

The person shrouded in purple mist showed his true face, and it was the same Chu River from the Northern Regions as Lin Ziyun. Chu He rescued Lin Ziyun many times before, and Lin Ziyun has always respected this person, but he didn't expect that the two would become opponents today.

Chu He sighed faintly and said, "I won't do my best, I just want to try your cultivation." ”

Lin Ziyun laughed and said, "Then Lin can only offer ugliness." ”

In addition, there were three figures, Lin Ziyun looked at one of the tall men with flying hair, and said, "It's you, the one who wanted to stop me from advancing in Qishan back then." ”

"That's right, when the tiger returned to the mountain, now you can't tolerate it. Lianhua laughed.

The other two figures were also very powerful, they were two old men, one with yellow hair and a rickety body, and slowly took a step forward from the void. This person looked at Lin Ziyun and said, "Demon, you fought against the stars of my Tiangang Hall back then, and now he is dead, did you do it?"

Lin Ziyun sneered in his heart: "Is the death of the hundred-year-old son of Tiangang Hall blamed on his head? These people are obviously deliberately looking for fault. The more Lin Ziyun thought about it, the more angry he became, and shouted, "What's the matter?

The old servant of the hundred-year-old protector of Tiangang Hall sneered twice, and said angrily: "Okay, demon, today I will use your primordial fire to sacrifice the spirit of the star in the sky." ”

Lin Ziyun sneered: "It's all gone, what a hundred-year-old, what reincarnation technique, it's difficult to come back to life." ”

The old man listened to Lin Ziyun's rampant words, and he trembled with anger.

Lin Ziyun looked at another old man again, and saw that his face was like white jade, his hair was like white beard, and he had a good fairy wind bone. When the man saw Lin Ziyun looking over, he laughed and said, "Devil, the old man is Luo Yue Zhenren of Da Luo Tiangu. You are talking nonsense and happened to meet a disciple of my sect, and today the old Taoist can't say that he will teach you a lesson. ”

Lin Ziyun hugged the man and stopped paying attention to him. He laughed loudly, and the Taiyin Divine Spear beside him jumped out like a dragon and was held in his hand. He stood in the air, surrounded by red flames, holding the Taiyin Divine Spear in his hand, as if the ancient god had come to the world.