It happened suddenly, and there was a sudden change in the darkness, and those people in the Immortal Hall were all startled for a while, and they didn't react immediately.

In this moment of lightning, the people in the righteous path who had been prepared appeared one after another, each of them took up the magic weapon and killed the past. Killing with intention is naturally taking a big advantage, and the righteous path disciples here are all outstanding descendants of various sects, and the cultivation of Taoism may not be as good as that of people like Yuyangzi, but it is far better than dealing with ordinary sects.

At this moment, like a tiger entering a flock, the two realms of righteousness and demons have always been hostile, and they will definitely not show mercy when they start, only to see all kinds of lights flashing in the night, screaming and screaming endlessly, and the bloody breath suddenly rises, floating in this swamp.

At the very front of the various colored lights, a dazzling green cold light shining was the dragon slaying sword of Lin Jingyu, a disciple of the Dragon Head Peak of Qingyunmen.

This young man, who had never been shown before, was suddenly so dazzling at this moment, the dragon slaying sword roared sharply, and the turquoise light rose to the sky, wrapping its owner, and he actually rushed into the crowd of the Immortal Hall without any scruples.

It was the brightest light in the night, his eyes were cold, but there seemed to be fanaticism in the depths of his pupils, as if he longed for the blood that burst out under the cold light ahead.

The first few Immortal Hall disciples turned into a rain of blood after the emerald light passed.

Everyone was in an uproar and surrounded one after another, but Lin Jingyu didn't seem to care about the enemy behind him, only looked ahead, and rushed straight to the place with the most people, rushing to kill, unstoppable, and where he passed, flesh and blood flew sideways.

A moment later, the other righteous path disciples also followed, each with their own magic weapons, and fought with the people of the Immortal Hall.

In the midst of Xiao Yicai's chaotic battle, he was still shocked by Lin Jingyu, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Lin, be careful......"

It's just that Lin Jingyu didn't seem to hear other people's warnings at all, at this moment, he was completely different from the young man who studied the art of Longshou Peak back then, holding the dragon slaying sword and being a demon slayer!

I don't know how many people from the Immortal Hall surrounded him, but he didn't even look back. The dragon-slaying sword flickered and swung in the night, and countless blood rose and spilled in front of him, drenching his clothes.

Later, countless people from the Immortal Hall chased after him, but in front of him, there were few people who dared to resist, and everyone fled in the wilderness, not daring to face this mad demon.

Until, there was a "woo" piercing sound from the depths of the darkness, white light flashed, and a round thing spun rapidly and fell from the sky, hitting the top of Lin Jingyu's head.

Lin Jingyu shouted, and the dragon sword that was flying to kill the enemy flew back instantly, he grabbed it, and stabbed straight into the sky, and in an instant, the blue light was sheng, and it rose into the air, but the disc thing in mid-air was even more powerful, and the black light and white light appeared alternately, and it was in a piece of turquoise light, and it was forced to press down.

Lin Jingyu changed color for the first time, knowing that a master had finally appeared in the Immortal Hall, although this unknown magic weapon in mid-air looked inconspicuous, he ignored the sharp and incomparable sword of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and quickly pressed it down with heavy pressure.

Lin Jingyu's face instantly understood a little bit with the pressure of the disc, Huo Di roared, and the whole person flew out upside down, only a moment later, the disc rumbled down, and the place where he was originally standing was beaten out of a big pit with a square circle, the force was so ruthless, obviously this person was also extremely resentful.

Lin Jingyu's body fell upside down, and the people of Qingyunmen behind him saw it and came up to answer it. But he had just rushed into the crowd of the Immortal Hall unscrupulously, surrounded by enemies, and before he could land and stand firm, he felt a sharp pain in his body, and in a moment, three or four sharp blades had already slashed into his body.

A fountain of blood, bright as a flower, stained his shirt red. The corners of Lin Jingyu's eyes twitched, but he didn't flinch in the slightest look of fear, the light of the dragon slaying sword was even more dazzling in his own blood flying, flying around, and suddenly screamed, three or four Immortal Hall disciples staggered back, broke their arms and vomited blood, and they didn't seem to be alive.

Everyone looked at this young man so bravely, and they were stunned for a while.