Chapter 62: Cracks!

"I've taken over your attack, and then, it's my turn!!"

Xue Ling's deep words reverberated on the light platform, like a magic sound, reverberating clearly, as if with a terrifying magic power.

And Lin Yihan, who was still a little stunned, changed his expression suddenly when he heard this, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Xue Ling.

"Humph!"

However, with the corner of Lin Yihan's mouth, a touch of mockery swelled up, he didn't believe that Xue Ling had any ability to threaten him.

"It's just a five-turn psychic realm, what means can I pay attention to?!"

Lin Yihan said with a smile, in addition to Xue Ling's terrifyingly strong brute force, whether it was Yuan Li cultivation or martial arts attainments or something, Lin Yihan didn't care about it at all.

Regarding Lin Yihan's reaction, Xue Ling just shrugged his shoulders, the seal in his hand flew quickly, and he said lightly: "Use the strongest defense of your Dragon Proud Nine Heavenly Technique, otherwise you won't have a chance." ”

"It's up to you?!"

Lin Yi snorted coldly, with a look of disdain, obviously not thinking that Xue Ling had the qualifications to be able to unleash the powerful defense of the Dragon Proud Nine Heavenly Technique.

"Hehe......"

A faint laugh came out of his mouth, these two words carried enough mockery, Xue Ling looked at Lin Yihan with an inexplicable expression, and said, "At least the Dragon Proud Nine Heavenly Recipe that you were proud of just now didn't have any impact on me!"

"You!!"

When Lin Yihan heard this, his face turned cold, and in his eyes staring at Xue Ling, a fierce light appeared, and he suddenly realized that he had already urged the powerful offensive of Long Ao's Nine Heavenly Jue just now, but he still did not defeat the other party as he imagined.

That kind of powerful defensive golden body can be called terrifying.

"Let's take it!"

Xue Ling didn't bother to talk nonsense with Lin Yihan, so he was silent after directly leaving this sentence, and then in his body, one after another Yuan Force surged out, forming a sea of Yuan Force in the sky.

"Hmph, I want to see what kind of storm you can set off as an ant person in the five-turn spiritual realm!?"

Lin Yihan sneered, showing Yuan Li in front of him, if he wanted to use Yuan Force to launch an offensive, he was really playing a big knife in front of Guan Gongmen, and he was too self-conscious.

You must know that Lin Yihan's Yuan Force cultivation is already among the consummation of the Psychic Realm, and now the strength of the Eighth Rank Psychic Realm is enough to crush Xue Ling, who is a Five-Turn Psychic Realm.

Just above the strength of Yuan Li, Xue Ling had no chance of winning.

This kind of comparison is obviously between ordinary monks, and ordinary five-turn psychic realms will not be qualified to step into the light platform shrouded by the pillar of light at all.

Xue Ling can stand here with the strength of the Five-Turn Spiritual Realm, then it is enough to prove that everything cannot be handled by common sense.

In fact, even Xue Ling himself didn't know why this pillar of light was able to divide him to the light platform that the cultivators of the Psychic Realm consummation level entered.

"I don't believe that your golden body can last forever, and in less than three moves, it will definitely break your tortoise shell. ”

Lin Yihan will not sit still, let Xue Ling say whatever he wants, his eight-turn psychic realm is powerful, as long as he uses martial arts a few times, he can make Xue Ling of the five-turn psychic realm completely collapse.

No matter how powerful the other party is, the gap in Yuan Li's cultivation cannot be bridged.

Therefore, when Xue Ling was preparing for the offensive, the seal method in Lin Yihan's hand was also changing, and a rather fierce Yuan Force aura rippled out, before Lin Yihan exuded a Yuan Force breath, the surging Yuan Force above Xue Ling was quite dim.

Xue Ling raised his eyebrows, he didn't care about Lin Yihan's actions, it was true that Lin Yihan didn't have to pay attention to himself at all, the gap between the eighth-turn psychic realm and the fifth-turn psychic realm was like a chasm.

Not only Lin Yihan knew this, but Xue Ling knew this even more, so if he wanted to win, he couldn't go on with Lin Yihan, and it was the wisest choice to end the battle with the power of thunder.

In terms of the strength of Yuan Li and reserves, Lin Yihan has too much Gao Xue Ling.

So if you want to win, all you can rely on is an instantaneous explosion, what kind of damage can the five-turn psychic realm burst out?! Generally speaking, even if it is ferocious, it is impossible to threaten the eight-turn psychic realm.

Unless it's with the help of powerful magic weapons.

Therefore, when Xue Ling didn't plan to fight a tug-of-war with Lin Yihan, he already had a plan, and after defending against Lin Yihan's strong blow, he would do his best to launch a thunder offensive to solve Lin Yihan.

"Buzz!"

In the ocean of Yuan Force above Xue Ling, there was a strange humming sound, followed by the Ocean of Yuan Force as if it was separated by an invisible big hand, and a long sword with a strange shape slowly surfaced.

This long sword has a dark red color that makes people's hearts palpitate, and on the body of the sword, there are extremely obscure runes engraved with them, rising from the ocean of Yuan Li, like a dark red sun.

The seal method in Xue Ling's hand suddenly intertwined, and the speed accelerated, and the ocean of Yuan Force seemed to be stimulated in some way, surging wildly, surging up to the dark red long sword suspended in the air.

The pillars of Yuanli water were like tornadoes, directly entangled and whistling on the side of the long sword, such a magnificent appearance, as if a storm was raging madly with the long sword as the center.

"Go!"

Xue Ling's handprint froze, and then his right hand in the depths pointed out out of thin air, and at the same time, the tornado storm above directly rioted, roaring out of the sky, and in the center, a dark red long sword demon was so strange that people's hearts beat violently.

When Lin Yihan saw the long sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that this magic weapon was unusual, but he smiled coldly, wanting to make up for the gap between the two with the blessing of this magic weapon, the other party was undoubtedly too stupid to talk about dreams, really thought that sitting on the artifact would not work?!

The artifact, that is an existence that is difficult for the Lin clan to find, it is something that the top forces in the Nine Heavens Great World are crazy chasing, how can a small monk of Blue Leaf have it?!

Lin Yihan slapped out his hands, and a black iron tower flew out of his sleeve, the iron tower was dark in color, and small formations were engraved on it, obviously, this was also an extraordinarily valuable magic weapon.

Soul Tower!

A strong weapon in Lin Yihan's hand, as a young generation cultivated by the Lin clan, there will be no shortage of top magic weapons in his hands.

"Suppress him for me!"

Lin Yihan snorted coldly, and the Soul Suppression Tower rose against the storm, directly turning into a huge black tower, like a mountain, roaring across the sky, directly towards Xue Ling's arrogant and ruthless suppression.

Within the pillar of light, above the light platform, a dark red long sword with a tornado storm roaring around and a black giant tower that covered the sky and the sun swept by, competing with each other, as if two meteorites were about to collide.

"Boom!"

The two collided violently under the gaze of countless monks, and suddenly a violent Yuan Force storm swept out in the center, and a circle of energy ripples visible to the naked eye rippled like water waves, and that space even formed a distorted state, like that, it seemed that if the strength was one more point, the space would be shattered.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The space above the light platform emitted a low, continuous sound, a majestic sound, as if the space was about to collapse.

The bright light shone out in all directions, and the light platforms in the pillar of light seemed to have become unstable due to the explosive force, and there was a tendency to shake.

"Bell!"

There was another loud sound, and then his whole body was shrouded in the light of Yuan Li, and Lin Yihan's pupils with Yuan Li in his eyes shrank, and his heart jumped suddenly with the sound of "click" that sounded afterward, and the moment of shock made him feel like he was dreaming.

Like him, the monks who noticed it on the other light platforms, as well as the countless onlookers in the square beyond the Mirror Realm, also had a brief heartbeat stop due to the sudden sound of shattering.

Under their incredulous gaze, in the light of Yuan Li, a trace of crack appeared where the black giant tower collided with the dark red long sword.

At first, it was just one, then the cracks began to grow larger and more numerous, and finally spread like a spider's web, and at the same time, the sound of "clicking" was like the rhythm of death, and it resounded quickly.

"Bang!"

The black giant tower did not shatter, but suddenly retreated, the shattered tower body was shocking, it was obvious that the magic weapon in Lin Yihan's hand had become a pile of scrap iron.

People were shocked and discolored, the magic weapon in Lin Yihan's hand was by no means ordinary, but now it was directly scrapped, so how strong should the other party's offensive be? !

Xue Ling was not surprised at all about flying the Black Tower, the dark red long sword was none other than the Demon Sword in his hand, one of the Nine Heavens Ancient Swords, a genuine artifact.

With the help of such a magic weapon, even if Xue Ling only had a five-turn psychic realm now, it was not impossible to deal with Lin Yihan in the eighth-turn psychic realm.

The two fingers pointed out again, and the dark red sword that was still roaring in the storm, like a soldier under order, suddenly increased its speed, and swept towards Lin Yihan, who was a little unable to come back to his senses.

On the light platform, Lin Yihan looked at the dark red long sword that quickly broke through the air, and finally his face changed drastically, and he could feel the sense of crisis that had infiltrated from Xue Ling's offensive that sent chills down his spine.

This blow was enough to threaten his life.

Unbelievable, Lin Yihan couldn't have imagined that the other party was just a monk of the Five-Turn Spiritual Realm, and he would be able to launch such a terrifying attack?!!

But this will not give him time to think about anything more, the dark red long sword that is close at hand roared, he no longer dared to be careless, the lightning-fast seal in his hand, the yuan power in his body erupted like a volcano, and suddenly the overwhelming blue light suddenly wrapped Lin Yihan's body.

The huge blue light, like a cloud, appeared on the light platform, Lin Yihan was in it, and the handprint was still flying rapidly, with the continuous formation of his handprint, the blue light surging around was quickly converging and condensing, and a sense of solidity and heaviness was emanating.

"Dragon Proud Nine Heavenly Formula!"

Lin Yihan roared in his heart, at this time, he had already put away his contempt, and Xue Ling at this moment was more tricky than the opponents he had encountered over the years.

Although the opponent only has the strength of the five-turn psychic realm!!

At this moment, Lin Yihan suddenly saw the other party as a fifth-turn psychic realm, and wanted to regard Xue Ling as an opponent of the eighth-turn psychic realm, or even the ninth-turn psychic realm.

Be 100% serious!

"Don't move the Green Dragon Bell!"

In Lin Yihan's throat, a low roar burst out, and as this roar came out, pieces of cyan dragon scales appeared on his body, and dragon patterns began to appear on his handsome face.

The dragon pattern was like a small dragon, appearing on Lin Yihan's face, making him look like a kind of demonic power at the moment.

At the same time, the blue light around him roared wildly, and finally formed a huge green bell between the entanglements, the green bell was like an entrenched green dragon, with the dragon's head at the top, roaring with its head held high, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Buzz Buzz Buzz ......"

On the surface of the Qinglong Bell, fifty dragon patterns are entangled, and in the Qinglong Bell, there seems to be a liquid flow, making a strange humming sound, and Lin Yihan is already sitting in the Qinglong Bell, so immobile as a mountain, there is a kind of indifference that you can storm and rain, and I will not move.

The Lin clan, the famous defense means of the Nine Heavens in the Nine Heavens of Dragon Pride, does not move the Green Dragon Bell!

When they saw Lin Yihan use this trick, the hearts of countless people were filled with a kind of curiosity and heat, it was better to see than to hear, this Qinglong Bell, which is known as a thousand dragon patterns defending the world and is so powerful that no offensive can break through, actually appeared here.

Although Jing Jing only had fifty green dragon patterns, it was enough to make a monk at the level of the Psychic Realm helpless.

Under the gaze of countless people, the dark red long sword was unstoppable, passing through the space, and fell fiercely on the Qinglong Bell like that, the touch of the tip of the sword, the dark red light made people's hearts palpitate, as if it was in slow motion, and gently clicked on the surface of the Qinglong Bell.

This time, there was no deafening sound or loud movement like before, just calm, or even silent.

The dark red sword tip was pointed on the Qinglong Bell, and the collision area rippled with water ripples, like a dragonfly dotting water, calm and abnormal.

But the calm was only temporary, and then, with the Qinglong Bell as the center, a wave of energy that made the space quickly distort quickly swept away, and the ground of the light platform, like tofu in a hurricane, quickly collapsed.

"Boom, boom!"

The energy wave hit the pillar of light, making a low collision sound, and the magnificent pillar of light produced ripples, but the strength of the pillar of light was unimaginable, and it did not crack.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound appeared between heaven and earth, and people quickly focused their eyes, and then saw an incredible scene at the source of the sound.

A small crack appeared on the Immovable Green Dragon Bell, which was known as the most powerful defense, and there was a second, third, and fourth one......

In the end, half of the clock face of the Qinglong Clock was spread by cracks.

Lin Yihan, who was sitting in it, was already dumbfounded.

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