Lin Haoran naturally knew that if the Venerable here worked together, Zilei would have no way to be so arrogant, but just by virtue of the fact that someone secretly made a move just now, Lin Haoran had completely lost his confidence, and for Xie Xuan, who was anxiously planning to make a move, Lin Haoran just smiled faintly, he naturally knew that Xie Xuan was really anxious about himself, but he also knew that Xie Xuan had no way at all.

Xie Xuan's strength is slightly inferior to him, let alone on a par with Purple Thunder.

"Purple Thunder, it seems that we are really going to devour what you wish this time!"

Lin Haoran raised his head, a pair of eyes were no longer calm and self-controlled, and there was a mighty sword qi surging in it, as if it was about to set off a huge wave and tear apart the hundred-meter white clouds.

"Hahaha, your strength is not as good as mine, and now you are seriously injured, you are really in danger this time!"

Zi Lei has a pair of vertical pupils, full of ruthlessness, and he looks extremely hideous at this time.

Lin Haoran just smiled proudly, flicked the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, and let out a crisp sword sound, "Wait until you win the Ling Tian Sword in my hand!"

And Ling Tianjian, along with Lin Haoran's movements, also made a crisp sound, resounding through the sky.

If someone could penetrate Lin Haoran's body, they would be surprised to see that the Ling Tian Sword Spirit in Lin Haoran's dantian was flashing with a sharp silver sword glow at this time, and it was becoming real from the illusory world.

And as it became real, in the outside world, the sword qi on Lin Haoran's body also became more and more turbulent, where he was standing now, only to see the spatial cracks that had begun to appear, and the ground under his feet was torn apart by this sword qi, forming a crack like a dry earth.

Lin Haoran's whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a terrifying sharp aura all over his body, but his eyes were full of fighting intent, which made people look timid.

Lin Haoran only felt as if he had broken free from a layer of shackles, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and a trace of understanding flashed in his heart, it turned out that he was wrong before.

The sword is a sharp thing, the saint has a cloud, the sword, and the weapon of killing.

But in the previous days, he ignored this and always suppressed his emotions, so that when he was promoted to the Dao realm, he almost overturned in the ditch.

Once he realized, Lin Haoran only felt relaxed, and the aura on the Tianhe battlefield seemed to be like a swallow returning to its nest, and they all came towards Lin Haoran's location, and the rich aura formed a thick fog of white sè, firmly enveloping Lin Haoran in it.

Everyone's eyes are sideways, you must know that this is the battlefield of the hundred tribes, although the aura of the Tianhe battlefield is much richer than other places, but to form such a rich aura, this is simply unimaginable, even if it is the supreme of the supreme realm, it is not a simple matter to form such a rich aura.

But what did they see, Lin Haoran just stood quietly under his eyes, closed his eyes, and a large amount of spiritual energy automatically gathered around his body for him to absorb.

"Was it an epiphany?"

Venerable Liu looked at Lin Haoran, who was surrounded by spiritual mist, and muttered to himself, apart from this explanation, he really couldn't imagine what else could explain the situation in front of him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xie Xuan's eyes, originally before, he already felt that Lin Haoran had no chance of winning, but now this sudden epiphany made him a little more sure in his heart.

You must know that epiphany is one of the most magical existences in this world, even after an epiphany, Lin Haoran's strength is greater than that of Purple Thunder, this is not impossible, but the probability is extremely small.

But no matter what, Lin Haoran at this time was obviously a little more sure.

The rich aura directly entered Lin Haoran's body from the 108,000 pores on the surface of his body, and instead of being transformed into divine power, it converged to the position of the original dantian like a hundred flowing into the sea.

I saw a void existence, and it was actually a white silver sea, in which an illusory sword shadow slowly appeared, exuding a terrifying aura and shocking everything around.

Lin Haoran seemed to be integrated into the shadow of this sword, feeling the bursts of pleasure brought by the aura washing over the body, and the bursts of pain brought when the body was condensed, the pain and pleasure were like two hammers to make a sharp sword, making a clanging sound, making Lin Haoran feel like he was asleep and not asleep, as if he was awake but not awake.

Venerable Shen of the Xirui Dynasty, a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were about to fall, but Venerable Yan of the Yanyang Sect was tightly locked his brows, and he made a move in the dark just now, although he was not revealed, but if he made another move at this time, he would definitely be noticed by these people who already had Jǐng Jue.

He clenched his fists tightly, and could only hope that Zilei would make a quick move, and don't let Lin Haoran have an epiphany.

Zi Lei was also stunned before, but he immediately reacted, although he didn't put Lin Haoran in his eyes before, but for this most magical epiphany, he still didn't dare to look at it in the slightest.

The figure flashed, and the other person had already appeared in front of the spiritual mist, and a spiritual light flashed in his hand, and a blood-red fork appeared, and the demonic power all over his body was frantically poured into it, and he was about to raise his hand and throw it.

This blood-red fork was refined from a snake letter in his own body when he transformed into a human form, and it was so powerful that it was one of his hole cards, and now it is used here, it is enough to see that he is afraid of Lin Haoran's epiphany.

It's just that in an instant, he has already thrown out, and the blood-red sè's fork formed a blood-red sè lightning, heading towards the spiritual mist **** where Lin Haoran was, the wind around him was whistling, and the space was torn apart, revealing the chaotic airflow behind him, mixed with the direction where Lin Haoran was.

Xie Xuan's figure flashed, and he was about to block this blow, but I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Venerable Yan of the Yanyang Sect actually appeared in front of him again, blocking his path, Xie Xuan's eyes were split, and in a pair of eyes, there seemed to be blood flowing out, regardless of it, it was actually a palm slamming into Venerable Yan in front of him.

"At this time, who dares to stop the deity again, the deity will never die!"

Xie Xuan looked like crazy, his spiritual power came out hot, and he directly blasted at Venerable Yan in front of him, if Venerable Yan was still in front of him, the lightest would be a seriously injured end, in desperation, he had to dodge to avoid it, he could pretend to be unintentional, but he couldn't deliberately.

(End of chapter)