In the moment when Huo Shaohui was stunned, the runes around Lin Yi plummeted again, which made Huo Shaohui's face more and more gloomy.

"Die, Black Death Swordsmanship!"

A rich black light bloomed on Huo Shaohui's blade, and this light was filled with a strong dead aura.

The dead air spread, and some of the nearby flowers and plants quickly withered, and the ground also turned black, which was extremely terrifying.

Huo Shaohui waved his arm, and the black death qi slashed towards Lin Yi's neck.

Lin Yi's eyes swept indifferently, and he directly smashed this dead qi with a punch.

Without waiting for this dead qi to dissipate, Lin Yi directly sucked it into the black dantian.

As long as it is energy, whether it is death qi, blood qi or whatever, it can be absorbed and transformed into strength.

However, Huo Shaohui's strength is too weak, and the power of the death qi he hits is also insufficient, far less than these runes.

"Solve him first."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, and as soon as he squeezed his fist, the imprisoned runes around him shattered inch by inch.

With one step, Lin Yi quickly approached Huo Shaohui.

Huo Shaohui's pupils shrank, his heart beat violently, and a strong sense of crisis arose.

"Retreat!"

Huo Shaohui made a quick decision, his steps were a little bit, and the whole person was as flexible as a monkey.

As he retreated, gusts of scarlet wind blew in the entire small courtyard out of thin air, trying to block Lin Yi's attack.

These winds were like knives, and Lin Yi didn't use his body protection, which caused the clothes on his body to become tattered all of a sudden, and he looked like a beggar.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, this wind is a little weird, it can actually follow the pores of people, drill into the body and wreak havoc.

However, Lin Yi's internal organs were very defensive, and these winds had no effect on him at all, but instead turned into the nutrients of the black golden pill, improving his qi and blood.

Lin Yi didn't stop, and quickly caught up with Huo Shaohui.

Huo Shaohui glanced at it hurriedly and saw that Lin Yi was only a few steps away from him, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Damn!"

Huo Shaohui's eyes flashed with a fierce color, he grabbed the void with his big hand, and a black palm condensed by the power of heaven and earth struck towards Lin Yi.

He didn't expect this move to kill Lin Yi, as long as he forced him back.

When the time comes, he will withdraw from the formation, and then combine the power of the Yin Puppet Sect to deal a fatal blow to Lin Yi.

It's just that his idea is good, but does it really work.

Lin Yi raised his hand and punched, and a small white fist mark hit the huge black palm.

The black palm didn't hold up for even 0.1 seconds, and it was directly shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi's arm pulled back again, like a bow and arrow with a full string.

Cannon Fist!

Bang.

The speed of this punch was very fast, Huo Shaohui didn't react at all, and was punched in the back by Lin Yi.

Huo Shaohui suddenly flew out obliquely and crashed into the wall of the small courtyard, his whole body withered, and he didn't know how many bones were broken all over his body.

This is still Lin Yi's subordinates.

The formation here was obviously maintained by Huo Shaohui, and if he died, the formation would definitely dissipate.

Lin Yi also planned to absorb more of these runes, so naturally he wouldn't let Huo Shaohui hang up so easily.

After cleaning up Huo Shaohui, Lin Yi took the storage bag on his body with his hand, he didn't forget that Huo Shaohui still had a strange fire on his body.

Lin Yi sat cross-legged, his breath sank into the golden pill, and a powerful suction force emanated from his body.

Whether it was a red strange wind or runes all around, they were all gathered around him.

Lin Yi was hungry and thirsty to absorb these energies, and his spirit, divine thoughts, true yuan, and physical body were all slowly and steadily improving.

After Lin Yi absorbed about eighty percent of the energy in the ancestral array, cracks appeared in the sky above and around the ancestral array.

Huo Shaohui, who was lying on the ground, had round eyes, eager to break Lin Yi's body into pieces.

This ancestral array was one of the hole cards of the entire Yin Puppet Sect, and he could clearly feel that the power of the ancestral spirit was rapidly fading.

But he couldn't stop it.

Because controlling the compass also required corresponding fingertips, Lin Yi's punch directly broke his spine, paralyzing his whole body, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

After another three seconds, Lin Yi absorbed all the runes inside the ancestral array.

This energy saved him almost thirty years of penance.

And as the last rune of the ancestral array disappeared, the Weeping Blood Soul Locking Array finally couldn't support it, and it shattered like glass.

When Lin Yi opened his eyes, he saw many people standing around.

These people were all disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect, as well as the elder group that had fought with Lin Yi before.

The Third Elder was very surprised to see that Lin Yi was still alive under the Weeping Blood Soul Locking Array.

What about the suzerain?

The three elders hurriedly looked around and found Huo Shaohui in a collapsed wall.

"Mr. Lin, what are you doing, our Yin Puppet Sect treats you with delicious food and drink, you are so unkind."

The third elder said with gloomy eyes.

The other elders also glared at Lin Yi angrily, their bodies tense and aggressive, and they looked like they would do it if they didn't agree with each other.

Lin Yi couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, these three elders would really beat a rake, and the wicked would sue first.

He didn't bother to explain anything, his fingers were together, and a fierce and unparalleled energy struck at the third elder.

The three elders' eyebrows jumped, and they quickly sacrificed their bodies, exerted their body skills with all their might, and jumped to the side, which could be evaded by this energy.

It's just that he dodged, but a disciple standing behind him suffered, and was directly pierced through his chest by this qi, obviously unable to survive.

"Let's go up and kill this thief for me."

The third elder scolded angrily, his heart palpitated, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now and avoided that momentum in advance, I am afraid that the end would be similar to that disciple.

Immediately, all the Yin Puppet Sect disciples attacked Lin Yi one after another, and various spells emerged one after another, and many Yin corpses rushed over without fear of death.

Lin Yi propped up a protective body, and quickly approached the nearest elder.

This elder knew how powerful Lin Yi was, and immediately used his most powerful move.

"Shura Seven Uniques, Heaven and Earth!"

A black skeleton struck Lin Yi, and the skeleton rose in the wind, becoming the size of a truck in the blink of an eye.

The skeleton's mouth opened wide and bit down on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he put his five fingers together into a knife, and slashed lightly at the skeleton.

An incomparably brilliant white sword aura pierced the sky, and the black skull was split in two.

At the same time, the white sword qi continued to fly towards the elder unabated.

The elder's face changed in fright, and he hurriedly grabbed the two disciples beside him and threw them at the sword qi.

"Elder, you ......."

The two of them were desperate in their hearts, they didn't expect that they would die at the hands of the elders.

Before they could speak, the white sword qi skewed them in two, and blood flew and fell on the bodies of the people nearby.

However, this couldn't stop the speed of the knife qi at all.

"No, help me!"

The elder shouted.

Poof.

The white sword qi pierced through his body at once, from head to toe, and was split in two.

The stimulation of blood made many people break out in a cold sweat from the soles of their feet.

A half-step Spirit Venerable elder was killed without even a little resistance.

Lin Yi killed one of the elders, and quickly approached the three elders.

The three elders' eyes widened angrily, and he gritted his teeth, eager to break Lin Yi's body into ten thousand pieces.

"Is it true that I am a soft persimmon?"

The three elders threw out a huge rat corpse, comparable to a calf, and its strength was at the third layer of the Spirit Venerable.

As soon as the corpse of the rat appeared, it opened its mouth and let out a roar, and a sound wave spread in all directions.

All those who heard this voice were slightly stunned and dizzy.

The three elders took this opportunity to make a handprint, and a five-meter-tall black humanoid phantom appeared above his head, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

"Pick up the sparrow and fold the plum!"

The phantom slapped a palm at Lin Yi, carrying a thick pressure that made people's legs weak.

Syllable.

Lin Yi was slapped squarely by this palm, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground, with a depth of thirty centimeters.

"Success?"

There was a hint of joy on the third elder's face, but the next moment, the smile on his face stiffened.

I saw Lin Yi standing there intact, as if the palm just now was just tickling.

The three elders once again controlled the phantom and slapped a few times in succession, and in order to prevent Lin Yi from escaping, he also specially made the rat let out a few roars again.

Bang bang bang.

The ground was beaten to shreds, cracks everywhere, and some disciples who couldn't dodge were even implicated and slapped into flesh.

However, the three elders did not feel the slightest guilt.

If the disciple is gone, it will be the end of the entire Yin Puppet Sect.

"What are you fighting?"

At that moment, a voice appeared behind him.

The third elder hurriedly turned around, and saw that Lin Yi didn't know when he was standing behind him.

"You, why are you okay, you haven't been affected by the Demon Yuan Rat?"

The three elders were a little incredulous.

The Demon Rat is his biggest hole card, and its roar is designed to attack people's souls, and even the legendary strong will be affected, and there will be a brief stiffness.

"A small soul attack, just a small trick."

Lin Yi said lightly, and with a wave of his arm, the white knife qi was horizontal.

The three elders wanted to retreat, but the sword qi was too fast, and the distance between the two was too close.

Poof.

The sword qi slashed across the waist of the third elder, destroying his dantian.

This was Lin Yi deliberately sparing his life, because he still had some things he wanted to ask the Third Elder.

"You ......."

The third elder's face was full of hideousness, the dantian was destroyed, and at his advanced age of more than two hundred years, I am afraid that he will not live for three days.

Lin Yi's expression was indifferent, don't look at the three elders with a kind appearance, but the evil aura on his body was very heavy, and there must have been many people who died in his hands.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Lin Yi, but he doesn't like to let the tiger return to the mountain.

"You, you're ......."

The third elder's fingers trembled and pointed at Lin Yi, he didn't lift it in one breath, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his voice was extremely miserable and shouted at the sky: "Please take action, Lord Zuling." ”

The other disciples also came back to their senses and shouted in unison: "Please take action." ”

The sound is deafening and it looks powerful.

"Ancestral Spirit?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, when he came to the Yin Puppet Sect, he had felt the breath of several powerful spirits.

It seems that these spirits should be ancestral spirits.

At this time, a powerful oppression came.

An illusory figure flew in the air, this figure exuded a powerful momentum, his eyes were so sharp that ordinary people didn't dare to look at it.

"Lord Zu Ling, please kill this person." The Third Elder said resentfully.

It's just that Zu Ling glanced at him slightly, then set his eyes on Lin Yi, and said lightly: "Xiaoyou, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, this matter is just like that, and I will not pursue your provocation of the Yin Puppet Sect." ”

"It's not that I'm provoking your Yin Puppet Sect, it's that you want to kill me first." Lin Yi looked directly at the ancestral spirit.

Others couldn't see it, but Lin Yi obviously felt the weakness of this ancestral spirit.

Moreover, the aura on the ancestral spirit's body had the same root as the runes in the Weeping Blood Soul Locking Array before.

Thinking like this, Lin Yi could guess the approximate situation.

"So, you're not willing to make peace?"

After the ancestral spirit finished speaking, his whole body exuded a strong momentum.

Some of the weak Yin Puppet Sect disciples directly lay on the ground with this momentum, unable to move.

"Three thousand swordsmanship, killing sword!"

Lin Yi didn't speak, he directly took out a long sword and killed the ancestral spirit.

The Soul Killing Sword is a kind of swordsmanship that specializes in dealing with spirits.

I saw a layer of pale white halo attached to the sword, and this halo made people feel chills in their hearts.

"How dare the erector!"

The ancestral spirit burst into a shout, and the green light was full of light.

He raised his hand and waved, and an illusory sword was divided into two, two and four, and in the blink of an eye, it changed into a thousand.

"Go!"

These swords stabbed towards Lin Yi like a rain of swords.

"Three thousand sword techniques, reverse the sword!"

Lin Yi drew a circle with the sword in his hand, and a strong traction force came.

These sword rains all followed Lin Yi's movements, forming a circular sword rain in mid-air.

Ancestral Spirit's face sank, he had long known about Lin Yi's evil sect, but he didn't expect that even the sword rain of his spirit body could be controlled.

Fiercely, Lin Yi pointed a little ancestral spirit.

The rain of swords suddenly turned around and killed the ancestral spirit.

"Damn."

The ancestral spirit wanted to dissipate the sword rain, but found that he couldn't control it.

He keenly felt that every sword in this sword rain was attached to Lin Yi's spiritual power.

What a huge spirit it must have been to do this.

Terrible.

This is Zu Ling's impression of Lin Yi.