The small spiritual power in Lin Yun's body flowed rapidly, and he leaped forward, directly spanning a distance of a few steps, and the black sword stabbed out like lightning, and he retreated with one blow. Suddenly, he stumbled on his feet, his footwork was interrupted, and his speed dropped suddenly. Four tentacles instantly sprouted from the black mist and attacked him.

He hurriedly adjusted his posture, his consciousness was even more concentrated than ever, he could see the whole process of the black mist stretching out the tentacles, and he could also judge the landing point of the four tentacles, but because it was too close, he had no time to completely dodge. It seemed to be exactly the same speed, but Lin Yun could distinguish the faint sequence, and it was this small difference that gave him a chance.

Fight! Lin Yun stomped on his right foot, turned around and slashed his sword, swinging towards the fastest tentacle that was pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows. This sword is extremely fast, not stabbing or slashing, but shooting. The next moment, a huge anti-shock force came, and he took four steps back with the help of this force, but the other three tentacles were already in front of him! One shot at the neck, one at the right arm, and one at the left leg. He didn't have time to attack anymore, so he could only tighten his body as much as he could, swing his sword and raise his shield, and block the two tentacles of the target's neck and right arm, but the remaining one was powerless. The spiritual power recklessly converged on his left leg, and his veins instantly felt the pain of tearing.

"Boom!"

Lin Yun was completely shot away, the wall shield almost completely blocked the attack, but the long sword was not parried, and it hit Lin Yun's chest directly, he heard the sound of his own bones rubbing, and a mouthful of blood in his throat couldn't help but gush out. But the most serious thing is not these, but his left leg, which is sweeping backwards at a rapid speed, and he can't see the specific situation, but he can't feel the presence of his left leg at all.

Everything happened between lightning and fire, and even Yi Xuan, who had the fastest reaction, had just caught up with the attack, and Qin Fang was close behind. The black mist is unrestrained for the time being, and they must stop it. If this monster is allowed to burst into the crowd, the consequences will be unimaginable. Qin Fang no longer controlled his spiritual power, one arrow after another, and three arrows were shot in just one breath, and an unprecedented huge flame enveloped the entire black mist.

Just as Lin Yun was about to hit the ground, a strong force came, and he flew backwards again. It turned out that Yixuan took advantage of Qin Fanglianzhu's restraint to entangle him with another long whip spirit weapon and pull him towards him, away from the attack range of the black mist.

The crowd began to get restless, none of them could match Lin Yun's speed and strange footwork to entangle the black mist. Lin Yun didn't seem to have the strength to fight again for the time being, could he stop it just by relying on their long-range attacks? Some of them retreated again and quietly reached for their horses.

Lin Yun knew that he was not out of danger, even if he was injured, his painting scroll did not relax at all. Suddenly, his face changed in shock.

"Not good! Everyone is ready to attack from a distance and do maximum damage! Because he was wounded in his lungs, and at this time it was the time when the blood was surging, and he almost screamed and finished the sentence.

Because he found an anomaly! The black mist looked like it was tumbling violently, but it was very different from the previous ones, because the change was so drastic, like boiling water. Moreover, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his chest. The Black Mist isn't just taking damage, it's about to burst on! Lin Yun came to such a conclusion, and then he was terrified. The usual damage had already made them barely support, and if the black mist suddenly erupted, they would be almost certain that they could resist this thunderous blow. Immediately after, Lin Yun saw countless bumps on the surface of the black mist, densely packed, and Lin Yun's whole body had goosebumps. Sure enough, things are going in the worst direction.

Damn it! How to make a mistake at this time, he was originally given a little more time to test his guess, but now he can only rely on luck, he hates this feeling.

Damn it! No matter!

Lin Yun was still in the air, but he suddenly dropped the black sword arm shield and quickly sealed with his free hands. After the round of explosion just now, there was not much spiritual power left in his body, and it was almost exhausted, but fortunately, the spell he was going to cast now only needed a very small amount of spiritual power, which should be barely enough, and the rest could only be left to fate.

The Fire Gathering Array, the Water Gathering Array, the Earth Shaking Technique, the Green Vine Technique, and the low-level spells that swayed out from Lin Yun's hands were all spells with no offensive power. For a while, the black mist was surrounded by all colors, fire and water, and it was extremely chaotic, and then countless green vines jumped out from under the black fog and grew wildly.

From Qin Fang's first arrow, Lin Yun had found a problem in the scroll, and coupled with his thrust, he was almost certain that this strange mist was not disembodied, but more like a ...... Spiritual power. In fact, he couldn't convince himself, because the spiritual power swayed into the natural space would soon escape, and obviously the black mist had a stable form, and he couldn't find an explanation. It was a bright red mass of spiritual power, different from the one in their bodies, he had never seen it before, and he had never heard of it. But Qin Fang's burst arrow made this black mist burn, and then the bright red dimmed a little, and it was still a black mist to the naked eye, but Lin Yun understood that there was a change. After that, he used spiritual power to infuse the Black Crystal Sword, and slashed more than twenty swords of the Black Mist one after another, and he observed the same effect, but it was much weaker than the bursting burn. After that, he had an idea, an idea to temporarily imprison the black mist.

The green vine grew rapidly, shuttling between water, fire and black mist, withering, growing, withering, and growing again, all for one purpose, to make this bright red and disgusting spiritual power chaotic, so that it would lose all means of attack in a short time. Of course, this was all speculation, and he would have needed more time to confirm, but what other options did he have? But give it a go.

Lin Yun instantly increased the throughput of spiritual power, and all the spells burst out with all the power, and for this reason, the last trace of spiritual power in his body was also drained, and a feeling of weakness spread in his body, and the pain hit his heart. These feelings are not unfamiliar, and in the two years that I was trained by the senior brother, it was commonplace. Therefore, he knew that he would have a very short period of time in a state of low consciousness, which was the progress obtained through countless exercises, from half a day to a short moment, and success or failure was also in this short moment. So, before being swallowed up by these dark emotions, he roared loudly: "Everyone! Attack! ”

People who are ready to go are making a move at this moment. Huge fireballs, whistling arrows, icy crescents, thorny whips, and thrusts falling from the sky, most of the shots were scattered cultivators, and they may not have the attack power of Yixuan, but they have a lot of means. The black mist became the target of everyone, and at this moment it was taking on a huge amount of attacks.

Dusty!