Chapter 583: Sword Rain Descends

Lin Yi's body galloped, flew into the crowd, shook his wrist, and whispered: "Peerless, Sword Storm Storm!"

"Buzz!"

The black sheath long sword trembled, the edge was exposed, the sword light was awe-inspiring, and the sword aura soared into the sky.

For the first time, Lin Yi unleashed a storm of blades with a black sheath long sword, but its power was no weaker than that of the giant sword.

The Juque Sword is indestructible, and the blade storm released is brave and uncast, and the momentum is strong, but it is based on the black sheath long sword, and the edge is everywhere, cutting the nothingness, the gods and ghosts are easy, the sun and the moon are discolored, and the lethality is stronger!

No weapon can stop the edge of the black sheath sword.

A storm of sword qi swept across the entire battlefield, with Lin Yi as the center, and suddenly burst out countless blue sword qi, sharp and indestructible!

The whole storm, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring!

The monk at the center of the storm fell on the spot for the first time, and even the Yuanying Grand Monk was not spared.

Many top-level immortal weapons were swept up in the storm, and they also instantly turned into powder and annihilated in the heavens and the earth.

"Boom, boom!"

Lin Yi's blue qi and blood burst out, running to the limit, and bursts of earth-shattering tsunami colors came out of his body.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

The sound of the sword roaring was endless.

In the eyes of many monks, Lin Yi's body seemed to hide a vast ocean, an ancient divine dragon, with endless divine power, shaking the past and the present!

At this moment, many Immortal Island monks realized what kind of demon was hidden around them.

Lin Yi's strength was truly fully reflected at this moment.

Whether it is the battle of Zhengyi or the battle of the generals in front of the palace, Lin Yi's combat power is only the tip of his iceberg.

At the moment of the face, hundreds of Yuanying Grand Monks were swept up by the storm and fell immediately, all of them were destroyed, and their bones were gone.

"Run!

"This person is really an immortal demon, and we can't resist it!"

"I'm afraid that only the combined power can kill it, retreat quickly!"

More Yuanying Grand Cultivators relied on the law of heaven and earth and fled into the distance.

"Ahh

Lin Yi looked up to the sky and roared, his black hair fluttering, his eyes were round, and he was fierce.

The qi and blood of the immortal sword body surged and surged, as if it had set off a stormy wave, surging and vast, and the sword blade storm instantly doubled!

Although the momentum is strong, the scope of the storm is limited after all, and it cannot involve more monks.

Gradually.

The dragon-like storm faintly shook the power of heaven and earth, and resonated with a certain avenue in the void.

It's been a change!

The Immortal Island Cultivator who was in the Great Array suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling of palpitation, even the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array and the Sword Blade Storm just now couldn't make their hearts feel so depressed.

A heavy smell of death pervaded.

Suffocating, breathless.

At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if heavy ink had been spilled, and the thickness was difficult to dissolve.

The dark clouds were unpredictable, and there were faint bursts of thunder, which became louder and clearer.

Under the cover of night, the dark clouds appeared so suddenly and strangely.

But storms, clouds, thunder......

A qiē seems so harmonious and natural, full of indescribable mysteries.

This is the most universal, essential, and natural law between heaven and earth.

The avenue of heaven and earth, simple to easy, back to basics.

"The power of heaven and earth!"

"This is the power of heaven and earth! Oh my God, this person actually communicates with heaven and earth!"

Many Yuanying monks exclaimed again and again, and their faces were like ashes.

Every Immortal Island monk felt a chill to the bone, and their hands and feet were cold.

No one can describe the feeling of powerlessness, at this time, the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array is still in continuous operation, hundreds of millions of starlight are falling non-stop, and many Immortal Island monks are already at the end of the crossbow.

But no one expected that after the storm, there would be a more violent impact, which was the real fatal blow that Lin Yi prepared for them.

When many monks came to their senses, they suddenly found that at some point, the sword qi storm that originally surrounded Lin Yi had long since disappeared.

Countless blue sword qi flew towards the sky as if they had been pulled by some kind of inexplicable traction.

A wave of even more ferocious attacks brewed in the night sky, exuding a terrifying force.

With the shackles of the Yantian Trapped Array, the Immortal Island monks in the big array couldn't escape at all, and under the shroud of hundreds of millions of stars, the heavens and star power continued to bless, and nearly half of them had fallen.

There were still thousands of Yuanying Grand Cultivators running the Qi and Blood Immortal Weapons, still supporting the Heaven and Earth Law Phase, staring at Lin Yi with an unwilling face, and their eyes were full of resentment.

Lin Yi looked sideways slightly, looked around at everyone, and everywhere he looked, no monk dared to look at him.

This is Lin Yi's deterrence!

A touch of sadness flashed in the depths of Lin Yi's eyes, he looked up at the sky, and sighed softly: "It's time to rain." ”

As soon as the words fell, tiny raindrops began to fall in the sky, like needles and swords.

The sword rain of the peerless is shocking!

Under the sky, everywhere, the sword rain passed, and the monks fell one after another.

The Heaven and Earth Law of the Yuanying Great Monk can barely withstand the impact of starlight, but it can't withstand the dripping of sword rain.

Every drop of rain contains an incomparably sharp meaning.

That is the edge of the black sheath long sword, this sword rain is more shocking and powerful than in the battle of the East China Sea!

The advantage of the black sheath long sword, mixed with the power of heaven and earth, embodies the attack and killing technique of the sword to the extreme!

The blue sword rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is poignant.

The sword rain penetrated the monk's heaven and earth law phase, but it still did not stop, dripping down the monk's body, even if the primordial spirit escaped, it could not escape the starlight falling, and the sword rain was dripping.

Hundreds of millions of starlight, combined with the peerless sword rain, left the Immortal Island army composed of more than 100,000 monks near the teleportation array!

Many Yuanying Great Monks were so shocked that their hearts and galls were broken, and they desperately fled into the distance, but they were trapped in the Yantian Trap Formation, galloping for a long time, but they found that they were still in the same place.

Except for the monks who were not trapped in the big formation at the beginning, the rest of the Xiandao monks were not spared.

The life-threatening rain of swords is blue, cold, and poignant.

Perfect for a heavy rain, hearty.

Even though many Immortal Island monks are good at the technique of concealment, the Five Elements Escape Technique, but under the pouring rain, there is nowhere to hide, they are drenched by the rain of swords, and their corpses are on the spot.

This is a real mountain of bones, and a river of blood flows!

The whole heaven and earth were full of rage, blood flowing, and the earth was red.

It was a catastrophe.

Aimed at the catastrophe of the immortal island cultivation realm.

......

Before the outbreak of the Great War, the Wind Light Dance passed the guò teleportation array, and also came to the Flood Continent.

Here, it was the moment of tension between the two sides, and the arrival of the wind and dance seemed so abrupt.

The dozens of combined powers present all turned their eyes to Feng Qingwu's body.

It's an unimaginable pressure.

But the wind danced lightly, but he was forced to bear it.

Feng Qingwu's face was full of misery, his expression was sad, and endless sorrow surged in the depths of his eyes, and he walked towards the camp of the desolation step by step.

PS: It's already three shifts, and there will be one shift later, it will be very late, everyone go to bed early.