All the spectators were speechless.

In the latent consciousness of these spectators, such a dragon that is like a real living creature with such divine coercion will come down, and there will only be two images next.

One picture is Lin Yi's body being crushed by this dragon, and the other picture is Lin Yi standing well, and the dragon is shattered from the beginning.

Both possibilities seem to be there.

However, what appeared in their eyes was a third picture.

The dragon's head rose upward.

Its head was facing the bottom of the impact, and Lin Yi was still standing well, his body was not crushed.

Already hitting the ground, the dragon raised its head again and flew upwards.

Its body was still intact, unbroken.

Its eyes were still full of majesty and indifference, but everyone could tell that there was some pain in its eyes.

No matter how realistic and real the dragon formed by this magic weapon and natal vitality is entangled with the vitality between heaven and earth, no matter how real it is, it is not a living thing after all, and it will not have its own perception and consciousness after all.

It's just that at this moment, its qi is the qi of this previous generation of wind and rain shun real people, and its body is like the Dharma body of this old real person, and his true yuan and natal vitality are always connected to it.

Therefore, its emotions and will at this time are the manifestation of the will and emotions of this old real man.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground beneath Lin Yi.

These cracks stretched like spider webs towards the entire Chaotian Palace, and then everyone heard the sound of the stone slab exploding.

The cracks continued to expand, and countless pieces of gravel fell into the gutter below, but there was no water flow in the gutter below, and even the fine spars had disappeared.

Because before these cracks in the ground were formed, countless cracks like roots had already appeared in the mountains below these gutters.

The figure of the old man was lost in the sky.

His figure was actually slowly falling, but the banner that had been hovering behind him had already arrived in front of him, covering his figure.

His face was also indifferent, but the look in his eyes was exactly the same as that of the dragon.

There was some redness between his lips and teeth, and then as he breathed, some red blood mist appeared in his snort.

He didn't spare any of the blows.

His body was even a little unable to withstand such a true flow of Yuan and the impact of Yuan Qi.

It's just that such a picture did not surprise him in the slightest.

From the moment he understood that the other party was the heir of He Xiu, and that he had already taken over the Sword Pavilion, he was sure that the other party could not be killed by his own blow.

Because the other party was extremely calm when he knew that he had entered the sainthood, and even gave him a feeling of victory.

That's why he had to arrange his own afterlife.

He didn't know anything about Lin Yi's growth.

But how can a disciple of any cultivation be stupid?

No matter how young Lin Yi is, it is impossible to be arrogant and ignorant.

And so it was.

While the countless stabbing swords blocked his blow, the countless stinging pains in the meridians in his body even made him feel like he had been directly stabbed into the meridians by countless small swords.

And his true essence has really disappeared a lot.

This young cultivator's body really looked like a giant beast that could directly devour and disintegrate the true element.

But despite this, he can be sure that the young man's strength still seems to be slightly inferior to his own.

Then, the wounds suffered by the other party should be more serious than their own.

Countless particles of amalgamation disappeared from Lin Yi's body.

These salmon seemed to be thorns growing from his body, and they quietly retracted, and then melted into his qi and blood.

It's just that countless scarlet spots really appeared on his skin.

These are real blood.

There was nothing wrong with the judgment of this old man.

His Dan Mercury Sword was already a real Dacheng for all the cultivators who had practiced this exercise, and he used this Dacheng Dan Hamm Sword to directly catch the opponent's blow, but the opponent's strength also seemed to knock countless nails back into his body.

In the flesh and blood all over his body, there should be countless fine holes.

A lot of flesh and blood are broken.

Compared to the pain of this old man, his pain should be more intense.

It's just that compared to the extreme squeeze during the battle of Zhongli, and the sleepless exhaustion, this painful feeling seems to be nothing, and there is even a feeling that it is far away and not in him.

He took it with ease.

There was not even much pain in his face and eyes.

These wounds were serious for other practitioners, more serious than being stabbed with a sword, but for him it was the opposite, these wounds were too small for someone to pierce his body with a sword.

In a single breath, the wounds had shrunk and the broken flesh had been reconnected.

These wounds, and the many threads that have been torn along them, have healed at a rapid pace.

He wasn't even breathing.

However, he was ready for the next move.

The blue banner and the blue dragon reflect the sky bluer.

The entire Chaotian Palace suddenly brightened.

All of them were white and snow-white.

Because of an extremely terrifying aura, it had dispersed all the clouds in the sky, and even the tiny dust in the air had completely forced away.

Everyone felt that the sun was dazzling, and they all felt that when the light fell on their body, they were slightly hot and even stinging.

Yu Fa Demon stood in front of Li Sanyu, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the blue flag and the giant dragon.

He had heard a lot of legends about Lin Yi, but judging from all the situations in the current fight, it seemed to be an indisputable fact that Lin Yi did not have any true yuan means except for the strange sword yuan.

Even if Lin Yi had already received this blow from the previous generation, if he couldn't fight back with the True Yuan Method, no matter how strong Lin Yi's physical body was, it seemed that he was just a stupid scale, and he could only accept the other party's smashing and slapping.

It seemed that this old man could always be invincible until he was exhausted and his body could not bear it.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Lin Yi had already begun to fight back at this time.

The golden light flashed in Lin Yi's hand, and in his left hand, a small golden bell appeared.

This small bell is only the size of a palm, and it is connected by a thick golden rope, and Lin Yi carries this rope.

At the same time that this golden bell appeared in Lin Yi's left hand, Lin Yi's right hand was a little bit, and a sword yuan had already stabbed on the small bell like a bell.

"Dang!"

An indescribable loud sound sounded, this golden bell was vibrating at an unimaginable frequency, the sound waves were originally invisible, but the vitality fluctuations brought by this loud sound formed countless real ripples in the air.

The ripples swept, and in the Chaotian Palace, all the glazed roof tiles and all the bottles and cans in the Taoist hall were all shattered, and even the rainwater in the several iron cylinders used to fight the fire on the open ground was shaken out, and then these iron cylinders also collapsed instantly.

"What is this?"

Zhan Tonggu had angina, and he only felt as if his heart was about to be shaken out of his throat by this loud noise.

His true yuan was originally faintly suppressed by the qi of this old real person, and the true yuan of his whole body was pressed into the sea of qi, but at this time, this sound wave shocked, and his sea of qi was like a volcanic eruption in the calm sea, splashing countless qi waves out of thin air.

Countless trickle-like True Yuan rushed out of his sea of qi almost uncontrollably, frantically walking.

Not only him, but everyone in this Chaotian Palace was shocked to the point that their qi and blood were floating, and even some people's true yuan could not be controlled, and it was directly stimulated from the knots in their bodies.

The old man also has a headache.

He has been in retreat at the bottom of the river for more than 20 years, because of the unique spiritual pressure of the grotto, the roar of the river is almost isolated, and the grotto is very silent, and the more advanced the cultivation of a cultivator like him, the more acute the perception of the body, including hearing, at this time this sound wave shock, his whole body qi and blood are shaken to a little boiling.

Even for a cultivator like him, the natal true essence was fluctuating violently, and the blue banner in the sky was constantly exploding, and the vitality above was like a huge wave.

Lin Yi's complexion did not change at all.

The material of this golden bell is the ringing gold obtained by him in the wax of the Heavenly Mother, and a pair of flying cymbals that he used when he fought against the Alien Jiao were made of this kind of ringing gold. At that time, he was shocked by this material, and later all this kind of ringing gold of Tianmu wax was transported to the party, according to his and Bai Yuelu's idea, it was to make a war drum.

This kind of war drum is so loud and terrifying that it shakes the heavens and the earth, and it may be placed in the right place to cause an avalanche and bury the enemy army during the party's campaign.

Later, he formed an alliance with Xiaba Ying, seconded all the craftsmen of those workshops on the southwestern border of the Southern Dynasty to the territory of the party, and joined forces with the Xiaba tribe and some craftsmen in the Western Regions, and this idea really took shape.

At this time, among the allied forces of the Tiece Army and the Xiaba Clan, there was already a golden drum.

This big drum is like a thunderbolt when struck, and no well-trained horse of the cavalry can control it, even if it is not used to cause avalanches in special terrain, even on the plains, it seems to be the nemesis of all cavalry.

After refining that big drum, there was still a surplus of this ringing gold, and these craftsmen joined forces to refine this small bell.

The Southern Dynasty has a long history of making instruments, especially all kinds of bell-shaped magic vessels, which were originally used by Taoism, just like the Qingyi Bell that just appeared in Jiankang City not long ago, which was the supreme magic weapon of Taoism in the past.

Those craftsmen in the Southern Dynasty did not have much research on drum making, and they had a lot of bells to learn from this kind of bell-shaped magic instrument.

But in the refining process of this small bell, it is the Buddhahood of the party that plays the greatest role.

Several party Buddhist sects, including Tuoba Tantra, have handed over many Buddhist sound bowl refining methods.

The sound bowl of Buddhism does not pursue loud sounds, but it has a method of continuous echoes.

Combining these two, the small bell refined by these craftsmen is not only terrifying, but also has a dense echo, this small bell and that bell ringing, it sounds like a proper sound, but in fact, countless rings are connected together, converging into this sound.

This thing has not really been used by Lin Yi before this, it is his secret magic weapon, but when he usually fights with the original Daoist, he has also become accustomed to this kind of bell ringing, with the strength of his body and the strength of his qi and blood, this level of shock, on the contrary, it is like an external force to help him wash his qi and blood.

Originally, it was the same as the heart of the tree that he called the Supreme Wonderful Tree, he didn't want to use it at all, and he didn't want to be known to the outside world for the time being, but the power and future usefulness of this thing can't be compared with the Supreme Wonderful Tree, and at this time, he is fighting to the death with this old real person, this old real person's natal weapon is unique, at this time he clearly perceives that under the river outside the cliff, there is a terrible aura that is erecting, this breath makes him feel very dangerous, and he has to use it at this time.

"Boom!"

At the moment when all kinds of glazed tiles and various containers in Chaotian Palace were shattered, the qi that he had already sensed finally exploded, leaning against the river below the cliff, a stream of water greeted the extraordinarily bright light, rising to the sky, and instantly crossed the courtyard wall of Chaotian Palace!

"This is the potential of the dark river... This is equivalent to completely changing the flow direction of the Yin River underground, and the power of this river seems to have been completely borrowed. ”

Lin Yi was shocked, he reacted instantly, this old real person was like pulling a river directly out of the ground!