"You forced Lin, then don't blame Lin!"

In the center of the sword mound, Lin Yi did not move, his hands were joined into one, and he performed the swordsmanship that had existed since ancient times.

"It's useless, take ten thousand swords!"

Suddenly, the heavy sword on Lin Yi's back was useless, and he silently began to tremble!

The frequency of this trembling, from the initial subtlety, to the obvious, to the extreme speed!

Time passes minute by minute.

All the monks didn't dare to gasp, they had already vaguely guessed in their hearts what kind of shocking thing this Lin Yi was going to do!

"Stop!!"

Someone was terrified, yelled to stop him, and said, "If you want to die, don't drag us along!!"

"Are you crazy, Lin Yi, do you know what you're doing?!"

"Oh no, stop him!!"

At this moment, the crowd was in a commotion, frightened, they had already felt the endless monstrous anger coming from the sword spirit in this sword mound, and this anger would undoubtedly involve them!

Jingle Bell –

Ten Thousand Swords were trembling and angry, as if the sword spirit was roaring something.

"How dare you!!"

Listening to the frightened and angry voice of the sword spirit in his ears, the corners of Lin Yi's mouth pulled slightly, and a strange arc was raised, "Sword Spirit, you didn't give me Lin Mou's face first, and I can't complain that Lin Mou is ruthless!"

This sword spirit represents ten thousand swords.

It can be said that it belongs to the leader of the entire sword mound, and its thinking represents the thinking of ten thousand swords.

Lin Yi held the heavy sword in his hand uselessly, his left hand swept over the sword body, smiled gently, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Old man, I have known that you are extraordinary for a long time, and now ...... Devour it to your heart's content!"

With the fall of Lin Yi's last word, the heavy sword was useless, like a tiger descending from the mountain, revealing its hideous and sharp claws, and suddenly soared into the air!

It flies on its own!

Without Lin Yi's control, the heavy sword is useless, and it also has its sword spirit!

Merely......

For some reason, the useless sword spirit is not mature, just like a three-year-old child, who can't speak, can't think, only has subconscious instincts.

"Eat...... Eat ......"

The useless and immature voice sounded in Lin Yi's divine consciousness, and its trembling frequency was close to madness!

Whoa, who

Suddenly, countless swords flew and swept away, endlessly, the tip of the sword stabbed into the useless sword body, but the unexpected collision did not happen, when those swords hit the useless sword of the heavy sword, all turned into a ball of blood and water, and melted into it!

"He's actually devouring a sword with a sword?!" Murong Yun's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although, he had vaguely guessed Lin Yi's thoughts, but when the devouring began, he still felt extremely unbelievable!

This is crazy!

The danger of this sword mound is self-evident, Lin Yi dares to do this, he is undoubtedly fighting against the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords!

"Buzz ......"

With each sword drawn, the blade became more and more scarlet.

From the initial inky black, it gradually transformed into a light red, and in the back, it has become completely scarlet, which is the color of blood, red purple, extremely penetrating!

"If a hundred people want me to die, then I will destroy a hundred people!"

Lin Yi laughed, he did not hesitate to take a huge risk, and it could even be said that he would lose his life.

Before, a hundred people wanted to kill another and rob him of his sword.

The reason why Lin Yi's face did not change and was as calm as water was not because he had anything to rely on, but because from that time on, he was ready to ...... at any time are ready to pull these 100 people to accompany the funeral!!

"Stop, if this continues, we will all die!!" someone shouted in horror.

Lin Yi has no intention of stopping, since he has chosen this path to go on, he has not looked back, and in the same way, he can't turn back!

A narrow escape!

This road is dangerous and difficult to measure, even if it is a thousand-year-old monster in the late Yuan Infant period, it is also more auspicious.

The sword spirit of the sword mound, how terrifying?

Even Lin Yi, who has a stable Dao heart, will be dominated by the sword spirit if he is not careful, and he will be reduced to a bronze sword among ten thousand swords.

"Suck it again!!"

Lin Yi's eyes were red, completely ignoring the back road.

He can only keep moving forward, only in this way can he have hope of getting out of this dangerous road of death, as long as there is a little hesitation and fear, there will be no return.

"Blood, all blood!"

"These swords are not so-called swords at all, but magic swords that have been eroded by the sword spirit and made from people!"

"It's terrible! This place, trying to refine us all into blood swords, these tens of thousands of swords, all of them are swords that have been refined with human lives in countless years over the past tens of thousands of years, oh my God...... This...... That's tens of thousands, how many people have been attracted to come?!"

"It's not good, run, this is not an immortal's sword shrine at all, but the demon's ancestral hall!"

Countless monks were terrified, their scalps tingled, and they fled frantically.

They tried their best to escape.

Escape from this abyssal purgatory-like devilish place and never want to come back!

"It's disgusting, I don't want to eat ......"

Jiujiu Dai frowned slightly, and when she learned that these tens of thousands of swords were equivalent to tens of thousands of monks' lives, she was nauseated for a while, and she had no appetite at all.

At the same time, watching Lin Yi's crazy actions, Jiujiu's whole heart was raised, and she was extremely worried.

"Both...... Want...... Die!"

The last dead word, the moment it came out of the sword spirit divine sense, there was a loud bang!

The sword gate slammed shut!

"Damn Lin Yi!"

Xiahou Wen, the Tianjiao of the Xiahou family, looked like eating a fly, which was very ugly.

At this time, everyone was locked in the sword mound, and the situation suddenly fell into a stalemate where no one could advance or retreat.

Everyone tried their best, but they couldn't break through the stone gate, only constant verbal temptation, bewitchment and threats to Lin Yi, and even scolded angrily later, but Lin Yi and Jiujiu never responded to everyone.

"Damn little brute, open the door quickly, or I'll kill you!" Murong Yun said angrily, he didn't want to die here.

Even the pure yang real person looked at Lin Yi with murderous intent.

"Lin Mou said a long time ago, you can attack me, but you have to bear the consequences!!" Lin Yi did not back down at all.

"You!!"

Murong Yun's face was very ugly, he really wanted to fly over and slap Lin Yi into a pulp.

But......

He didn't dare to do it, and he didn't have time to do it.

No one dares to guarantee that if Lin Yi is moved now, he will not be affected by the sword spirit in a state of rage, and besides, instead of killing Lin Yi, it is better to save this time and think more about how to get out.

Bang......

The ground beneath his feet, the wall behind him, and the entire sword shrine suddenly shook slightly, as if there had been an earthquake.

Against the clock!

Every breath that passes means that everyone is closer to death.

"Chunyang, you and I join forces to break through this door together!" Murong Yun proposed.

In this regard, Pure Yang Zhenren naturally would not refuse, let alone hesitate, and directly exerted his full strength, and together with Murong Yun, he frantically bombarded the gate of the Sword Shrine.

"Everyone, work together, or you will all die here!"

"That's right, all of them will use their strongest killer moves to break down this damn door together!"

In an instant, more than 100 people joined forces and desperately bombarded the Great Sword Gate.

Bang –

Finally, under the combined attack of more than 100 people, the sword gate was broken out of a hole, and countless people frantically squeezed out.

"Brother Lin......"

Jing Tao's expression was complicated, and he didn't know what to say, in fact, he and Jing Cuilian never had crooked thoughts about Lin Yi from beginning to end, even if Lin Yi took hundreds of swords and became the target of everyone, he didn't think about stabbing Lin Yi in the past.

But......

Lin Yi made such a crazy move, which undoubtedly put their senior brother and sister into such a crisis situation.

"Senior brother, let's run quickly, otherwise it's too late!" Jing Cuilian hurriedly said.

Jing Tao's face was bitter, he didn't want to escape, but the door of the sword body was congested, and there was such a big hole, countless monks wanted to escape by squeezing their heads, and they couldn't squeeze out at all!

"Jing ...... Brother Jing, don't be impatient......"

In vain, Lin Yi's extremely painful and struggling voice came, resounding in Jing Tao's ears, and senior sister Jing Cuilian also heard it. ()

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