Before Lin Yi said this, the middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy businessman knew that he was afraid that Lin Yi would never let go of himself and the young man in brocade if he let others get away.

Just listening to Lin Yi's previous words, he knew that Lin Yi was smart and sensitive, and he had already guessed that this young man in brocade had a superb identity and was a royal bloodline.

He was cold all over his body, and at the moment when Lin Yi said this, he had already bowed to the old man beside him, and said in a cold voice: "Old man, the little master of my family is Nan? 0橛谑ド仙肀撸?ド string picking love nose Zhuang Gong again?? Yi Shu Qiao, by the figurines of the meal, cattle, Cai Qiao, there is a weapon Na 朊 Pan tぃ?? Yi Qin Yu ≈ 髟谡饫cadmium Xin Ship 馔猓?Zhao Xin Yiyue ?taming #?Zhi Lu Zhan 窈笠桓 嬖凇!?/p>

This old man listened to his words, but he didn't look at him, but turned his head to look at the wind and rain behind him, and sighed, he understood the deep meaning of Zhan Tonggu's words very well at this time, Chaotian Palace no longer exists, not only means that there are heavy casualties, but even if someone is alive, it will not be possible to rebuild Chaotian Palace in the future, and this place of cultivation will be broken forever and disappear from the world forever.

He knew that the disciple behind him, the current wind and rain were also coerced by the emperor's order, but since he had received the emperor's favor, he also had to serve the emperor.

He nodded slowly, intuitively feeling that this was the destiny of heaven, but the little prince on the side didn't know the severity, and at this time, he couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "Lord Zhan, what are you talking about, so many cultivators, plus the old man has already entered the sainthood, can't he still deal with this person, and still bow his head to this person?"

Zhan Tonggu was angry in his heart, and he didn't know how to answer this little prince who had never really experienced war, but at this moment, there was a bang, and the broken courtyard wall in front of Lin Yi and several small halls in the back collapsed one after another.

I don't know what kind of means Lin Yi used, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and his figure had been completely enveloped, and there was even a thick dark red lead and mercury mist in the smoke and dust, which was difficult for even Zhenyuan to invade, looking down from a high place, but only to see a group of terrifying power constantly exploding left and right in front of him, as if there were several invisible ancient beasts rushing wildly.

And Lin Yi obviously went straight forward, just a breath, he had already passed through the second courtyard, and arrived at the third courtyard, which was under the high platform on the side of the cliff.

The old man sighed.

He was ready to shoot and had to send.

Chaotian Palace can be completely demolished and rebuilt, but if it is removed from this world by the king's order, it will be like many Taoist sects back then, and it will completely disappear from the world in just a few years.

He let out a faint sigh, but there was a roar in response from the raging river near the cliff here.

This Chaotian Palace was originally built on the high mountain rocks, not only by the water to get shade, but also ventilated and dry, not damp at all, only when the frost falls, there will be some moisture in the Chaotian Palace, but at this time, with the surge of breath on his body, a burst of aura above his head surged, instantly formed into three cyan Ganoderma lucidum, at the same time, the dry Chaotian Palace above the water vapor suddenly filled, and even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by wisps, torn off, and merged into it.

It was just a snap of a finger, and in the sky above the Chaotian Palace, many water swords appeared brightly.

This water sword is seven feet long, which is very regular, and it looks similar to a real long sword.

"Go!"

The old man swiped his fingers, and this piece of heaven seemed to be pulled by his fingers, and hundreds of swords formed a sword stream, all of which rushed towards Lin Yi's place in an instant.

At this time, the Dao Hall was shattered, and the dust raised was like a yellow dragon rolling, but these countless water swords hit down, and the dust suddenly disappeared.

Thousands of swords fell, and there would be at least a hundred swords that would converge on Lin Yi's body at the first time.

This sword stream was too dense, and no matter where he dodged, he would encounter hundreds of swords at the first time.

In the package on his back at this time, there is the heart of the tree that he called the Supreme Wonderful Tree, and just now he secretly used some of the power of this Supreme Wonderful Tree through the barrier of smoke and mercury, but at this time, these swords have not really come to him, the smoke and dust have been washed away by water vapor, and the heavens and the earth are clear, but he still doesn't want to use this thing in front of these people.

From the beginning of his cultivation, he was able to defeat strong enemies one after another, in addition to his amazing cultivation and advancement, the biggest reason was that others could not know the mystery of the Great Kura Exercises, and the True Yuan Method had repeatedly suffered from him. The more heritage you have hidden in your body, the easier it will be to face a strong enemy in the future.

He rushed all the way frantically, but he happened to learn the news that his father was not able to leave Jiankang, in fact, up to this time, he didn't have the leisure to investigate, he didn't know that his senior brother Chen Ziyun had been killing in Jiankang, and he didn't know that the queen mother who was the only saint in the world had actually died in the hands of the Demon Sect.

The enemies in his subconscious are always the existence of the Queen Mother and the Demon Sect, who are the only saints in the world.

He wants to hide something, but that's not the most important thing.

In his perception, each of these water swords was stronger than the flying swords of those people before him.

But the most powerful part of the blow unleashed by the other party was the swords behind the hundred swords.

When such hundreds of swords come down, even those cultivators who have the most perfect defense method will probably have some flaws, and the qi in their bodies will be shaken, and at that time, these subsequent swords will continue to impact without stopping.

This is the real means of entering the Holy Realm, it is to condense the wind and rain of the heaven and earth into a sword, and even borrow a lot of castration from this river, and smash it down at him together.

Although he had tried many times with the original Daoist when he was in the party before, that kind of competition was much different from the real life-and-death struggle at this time.

Even if the power used is not much different, but there is only a slight difference in time, and some slight reservations, which is very different for a cultivator of their level.

Therefore, this true person of the previous generation should be the first opponent he really encountered to enter the Holy Realm.

And he knows very well that opponents of this level will be rare in the future.

Because there are not many cultivators in the world who have entered the holy realm.

So although he was full of murderous intent, he cherished this exchange with the other party.

He didn't want to borrow too much from outside forces, and he also wanted to make the most of this old real person.

He decided to rely entirely on his own means to take over every trick of this old man.

He looked up at the swords with his eyes squinted slightly.

The sun shone on these swords, these swords did not have heat, but were colder than the water in the river, but at this time, the vitality of these swords was full of vitality, but it seemed to be about to burn.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

Countless dense cutting sounds instantly filled his ears, and the sword marks brought up by countless swords made it seem like a huge flower was blooming in the sky.

Lin Yi's left hand and right hand waved upwards respectively.

Left knife and right sword.

Dan mercury into a knife, sword yuan into a sword.

One sword after another, cold and wild, slashed towards this seemingly cold and incomparably violent sword stream.

The warmth of his body rose sharply, and the air around his body was still transparent, but it was distorted as if it had been scorched by the fiery red coals.

His whole body seemed to have turned into a huge knife, or sword.

Hundreds of swords fell, followed by more swords.

The Dan Mercury and Sword Yuan in his hand continued to crumble, turning into clumps of powder and mist.

It's just that as he breathes, these broken halmer and aerosol are still swallowed by him like a stream of water.

Countless shattered water swords also slammed into his body.

His face was a little pale, it seemed to be in pain, and his body was trembling more and more, but he still stood firm and did not fall.

Those shattered water swords slammed into the ground around him, and the ground instantly seemed to be corroded by something, and deep pits and sword marks appeared.

The clumps of powder mist just poured out, but they were absorbed by the abundant water vapor, and gray or cyan bubbles appeared on the ground, like the sticky mud bubbles when the methane gas from some muddy fields was washed out.

The sword stream is still pounding.

Lin Yi was still standing well.

The stone ground he stood on was fading away.

The hard stone ground with a radius of several zhang caved downward, and countless holes were pierced by countless sword qi, and then even the holes disappeared, impacting into powder and turning into mud.

Lin Yi's body didn't sink into such mud, even if he was standing in a huge bowl now.

Countless terrifying qi flowed along his body, and with the slight tremor of his body, circles of qi exploded outward with his body as the center.

The mud formed a ring of mud waves, which were forced out of the bowl and poured out.

Looking at such a picture, looking at Lin Yi standing majestically under the impact of countless swords, all the cultivators in this Chaotian Palace were shocked beyond words.

Including the old man, including the little prince who couldn't understand why Zhan Tonggu repeatedly stopped him from speaking out.