The momentum of the Spear of Destruction was different from the past, and now Yin Moyu stepped into the fairy realm with one foot, and his own attack power increased several times, and with just one spear, Qin Lin was tired of dealing with it.

The Thunder Sword danced in the air, and from time to time there were thunder beasts emerging from it, looking for a gap in the attack to interfere with Yin Moyu's long sword;

The spear was full of noisy dark red lightning, and every time it was swallowed, it was a fatal blow. Qin Lin's sword danced to the extreme, building layers of ice shield walls to resist the devouring of this lightning.

"Thunder?" So far, what he knows about Yin Moyu is one-sided, and there is no way to know what he is proficient in, what he knows, and what his artistic conception is.

But he was glad in his heart that this day came a little early, if he waited a few more days at the foot of the mountain and let him complete the transformation from artistic conception to mystery, then he really couldn't defeat Yin Moyu.

The transformation of artistic conception to the meaning is an advanced process, the beginning of influencing oneself to influencing heaven and earth. The existence of artistic conception is the power of refining oneself to fit the surrounding heaven and earth, and all of it is the power acting on oneself. But the Upanishads are different, and the existence of the ucans is to pave the way for the control of the power of heaven and earth.

If Yin Moyu is allowed to complete the transformation from spiritual power to immortal power, and complete the transformation from artistic conception to mystery, then he is a real fairyland powerhouse.

"It's a pity that your strength is still supported by spiritual power, and your artistic conception has not yet completed all the transformations·······" Qin Lin still has strength to spare in the battle, "In this battle, it seems that the outcome is still unknown." ”

"I regard this as a rehearsal, a stepping stone for me to advance to Wonderland, do you have such an awareness?"

Yin Moyu swung his spear, powerful and confident. The formation path guarded itself from being attacked by the thunder beast, and the long sword in his hand and the thunder path sword swirled, and with just one spear of destruction, he forced Qin Lin into a corner, unable to move.

The spear flickered with lightning, and once again it burst forward, containing terrifying power, crushing the past.

Qin Lin's eyes flickered, and the Ice Dao Sword took off his hand, and the two Dao Swords seemed to be injected into the air as if they were injected into the soul, linking with Qin Lin's divine sense, instantly making Yin Moyu slow down the pace of his attack. But in this way, without the protection of the Dao Sword, how could Qin Lin resist the Spear of Destruction?

He didn't survive the physical robbery, and he was seriously injured when he rubbed it casually.

"Hey, come, let me see that ominous arrow·······" Yin Moyu began to get excited. Everything that was done before was a warm-up, and from now on, it's the real battle.

With the iron bow in hand, Qin Lin's entire momentum rose sharply. The femme fatale is an arrow of faith and an arrow of precision. There was no return from the arrow, but I don't know why, Qin Lin always felt that something was wrong.

Yin Moyu had seen that power, why did he still provoke him verbally?

This arrow must be hit, otherwise the ending will be reversed.

The battle between two people changed from positional warfare to guerrilla warfare. Qin Lin's whole person turned into a gust of wind, moving rapidly around Yin Moyu, the existence of the formation made Yin Moyu look invulnerable, whether the femme fatale could break through the blockade and kill the enemy, he didn't have enough confidence.

He likes to do things with certainty, so he's waiting for an opportunity.

The two Dao swords flew in the air, stirring up the halo of the formation at all times, allowing Qin Lin to clearly see every imprint and every formation node of the formation.

He doesn't know much about the formation, but he understands that the formation must have an eye for the formation, and as long as he finds the eye of the formation, it is an opportunity for victory.

Until now, the two seem to have been in head-on contact, but in fact, the consumption is not large, and both of them are waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a fatal opportunity.

"Anyway, give it a try·····" Qin Lin pinched the sword finger in his hand, and the thunder sword roared and split into several thunder beasts, roaring and rushing towards the formation, the formation sensed, and quickly transformed many mysterious powers to kill one by one.

"Hehe, it's too much, not only has I wasted my spiritual power, but I can't do more damage!"

"You should know that this is like a simple sacred realm in which I am invincible········"

The existence of the formation path allowed him to complete the arrangement of the formation in an instant and protect himself. At the same time, it can also transform many formations to offset the impact of the thunder beast and avoid the main formation from being attacked.

As long as the formation path exists, he will continue to absorb the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth through the formation for his own use. Compared with the two, Qin Lin's consumption is definitely a loss, and a protracted war is not conducive to Qin Lin.

Both are aware of this.

"In that case, then you have to take risks·····" The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is to himself, this is Qin Lin's fatal wound, compared to Yin Moyu's static braking, he is more willing to take the initiative to attack.

Maybe there is still a chance to try, but if you keep consuming it, you will lose hope little by little.

He retreated three feet away, this distance was the limit of the destruction of the spear, and at this point the spear was no longer a threat to him.

The spear of destruction returned to his hand with lightning, Yin Moyu stared at Qin Lin with his eyes, he knew that the real battle ······ Here we go.

All the previous warm-up and all the attempts are to pave the way for the present.

Win or lose, just in the next attack.

Sure enough, the powerful aura rolled up the ice and snow, bringing a roar on the cold mountain, and a huge thunder beast formed, and the roar shattered the accumulation of ice and snow on the high mountain for tens of thousands of years, and the avalanche occurred.

Not only that, the Ice Dao Sword took advantage of the location, using the surrounding ice and snow to forge a huge ice sword ten meters long, with a strong coercion, slowly falling.

"Undodge·········

The sword had the effect of locking onto the target, and no matter how much he retreated, he could not avoid the attack.

At the same time, the thunderbeast roared, causing a small avalanche with each step.

The Ice and Thunder Twin Swords struck from top to bottom, pointing directly at Yin Moyu.

Boom········· The first wave of attacks Yin Moyu chose to resist hard, at this time, any ability needs to be shown, otherwise it will be easy to die, it will be ridiculous········

His sword intent burned all over his body, and his sword momentum broke through the sky, and the black long sword in his hand swallowed arrows and headed towards the thunder beast. Flames suddenly appeared from his body, undetected in the snow and ice, and the flames coalesced together and gathered into an extremely hot bead, like a miniature sun.

The Ice and Snow Greatsword was eroded by the fireball, and it gradually melted, and the huge sword body shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was unexpected, I didn't expect that this Yin Moyu was not only proficient in the formation path, but also good at the artistic conception of fire.

Three artistic conceptions, what kind of genius is this?

"Hahahaha, Qin Lin, what's the matter, the double artistic conception you are proud of is actually vulnerable in front of me········" The attacks of the Thunder Beast and the Ice Sword gradually fell to the downside, and Qin Lin fell to the downwind.

But at this moment, an arrow broke through the air.

Femme fatale, focusing on moments when the enemy has no time to be distracted. This is an arrow that must be hit, and there is no other way but to resist hard.

Yin Moyu's expression gradually darkened, this Qin Lin has a lot of means, and the timing is just right, a second later, when he has leveled the thunder beast and the ice sword, then this arrow can be retreated or blocked, and he has enough room to choose.

But right now, there is no other way but to resist.

The spear in his hand shook, and lightning flew and collided with an oncoming arrow.

When I saw this arrow for the first time, I didn't take a good look at it, but now when I look closely, it is really like the legend, I was held up by the phantom of the poisonous snake, and there was a feeling that my spiritual power was not smooth.

The beauty sits on top of the poisonous snake, and her eyes and movements are breathtaking. This is not only a simple arrow with explosive lethality, but also a spiritual attack.

He hurriedly turned his head away, not looking at the viper and the phantom of beauty.

The spear condensed most of the power of the formation, and it was on par with the femme fatale.

Blocked down!

If none of the swords are effective, then ······ Qin Lin's means seemed to be gone.

By this time, the power of the femme fatale was gradually weakened by the effect of the spear, and the phantom was about to disappear.

"After all... I won ·······."

Yin Moyu watched this arrow being blocked, and his self-confidence exploded even more, this is the legendary archery, this is the archery technique that has created countless miracles, but it was blocked by me.

It just so happened that at this time, a dangerous aura came from behind.

It turned out that when he turned his head, Qin Lin's figure had already detoured behind him, and the two swords of ice and thunder were exhausted, and when they returned to his hands, he ········· again Slowly bring the two swords together.

This is a battle of life and death, and no means should be hidden.

He had experienced this fusion technique once, and now he can't say that it is 100% successful, but at least it is worth trying.

What kind of power will the fusion of the two artistic conceptions become? Will they become a new artistic conception or will each maintain its previous posture?

On this point, Yin Moyu has more right to speak.

The sword in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, more and more ········ Black ······ Yes, it's just blackened, and there are some similarities with his black longsword, but it doesn't feel the same.

This sword seemed to have the power to devour, and his formation was as fragile as butter in front of this sword.

"Did I lose?" The power of destruction even surpassed the spear in his hand.

The black long sword flew in, confronting Qin Lin head-on·······

This is a very strange picture, with Yin Moyu as the center, everything around him seems to be in annihilation. The confrontation between the femme fatale and the spear of destruction continued, and the black sword shattered inch by inch in front of the fused Dao sword.

The fireball flew and wrapped around the black long sword, instantly turning into a fire sword, but this fire was under Qin Lin's fusion twin swords, and it instantly turned into a rout.

"Boom ·······"

The formation is shattered!

The spear of destruction, which was based on the formation for a long time, has dissipated!

The fire sword broke into dozens of pieces and fell on the ice and snow, making a sizzling sound and raising white mist!

Thorn... An arrow into the body, a sword into the body.

The power of the femme fatale has not completely dissipated, and it continues to consume his vitality, compared to this, the power of the fused Dao Sword is even more domineering, directly devouring his vitality·······

"Really······· Lost······· Puff ·····" Yin Moyu sighed, in the absence of other languages, at this time, it is useless to say anything.

Could it be that Qin Lin would let him go because of his plea for mercy? No, he would not leave his hand if the situation changed easily, such an enemy was too terrifying.