Many of the monks present focused their attention on Lin Yi's body, Shi Sha looked indifferent, standing quietly not far away, looking at the cloudy sky, feeling it carefully, and frowning: "The sky has changed?"

Lin Yi's sword storm this time, with the blessing of strong qi and blood, has faintly driven the power of heaven and earth, connecting heaven and earth.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be splashed with ink, unpredictable, extremely thick, obscuring the morning sun and rolling thunder.

Storms, clouds, thunder......

A qiē is logical, implicitly in line with a certain natural law in heaven and earth, full of mysterious and incomprehensible artistic conception.

The monks of Xiandao who were in the bureau couldn't really see it, but the onlookers were clear.

Chu Li'er looked at the sky and murmured softly: "It's windy, it's time for rain......

Lightning and thunder, wind and rain, this is the most ordinary, the most essential, the most natural law in heaven and earth.

Even ordinary mortals understand the law, it is so simple, but this is the power of heaven and earth, the Yuanying Great Monk uses the immortal qi to condense the power of heaven and earth that can only be communicated and released by the law of heaven and earth!

Lin Yi faced the siege of the top masters of the Eight Golden Pill Stages at the top of the Scarlet Mountain Peak, and he had faintly touched this level.

Lin Yi unleashed the sword storm at that time, and he gave birth to a sense of unfinished meaning, as if after the storm, it was not calm.

After the storm, there should be a more violent impact!

The storm is only a prelude and a foreshadowing.

It's a pity that the battle at that time was too fierce, and in an instant, Lin Yi didn't have time to think about it, so he could only imprint this indescribable feeling deeply in his heart.

At this moment, on the shores of the East China Sea, the scene is repeated.

It was also facing the siege of many monks, but this time Lin Yi was more dangerous, and the opponent was even stronger, with six Yuanying Great Monks.

I have to say that Lin Yi's comprehension of the 'Dao' is indeed unparalleled.

Strictly speaking, the Sword Storm was created by Lin Yi by chance in the Land of Sword Shrines, and its power reached the point of peerlessness.

And at this moment, when Lin Yi unleashed the sword storm to his heart's content, that mysterious feeling came again, this time it was so clear and violent!

Lin Yi instantly grasped the mystery of this!

The storm formed by countless blue sword qi collapsed little by little.

But Lin Yi knew very well in his heart that these sword qi did not disappear, but were attracted by the dark clouds in the sky and perfectly integrated into them.

The storm that connected the heavens and the earth finally disappeared, and all the blue-red sword qi mixed with scarlet blood rose into the air, causing the void to exude a powerful coercion that shocked the mind.

The power between heaven and earth is the most difficult to fathom and the most difficult to resist.

The six Yuanying Grand Cultivators sensed this, and their eyes showed a look of surprise, and they muttered, "What is this......?"

"It seems to be the power of heaven and earth?"

"Impossible, he's just a Jindan monk!"

When the storm dissipated, Lin Yi revealed his figure, his white shirt was stained with blood, he was holding a giant sword, calmly looking around everyone, and finally fixed his eyes on the body of the three princes of Xiandao, and said softly: "This time, you can't escape!"

The third prince of Xiandao shouted loudly: "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

Many monks were just about to strike again, when suddenly one of the monks had confused eyes, and felt as if there were droplets of water dripping on their faces, cold and wet, they couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and subconsciously said, "Hey, it's raining......"

Before the words fell, the monk suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and then the vitality in his body was destroyed by an incomparably powerful sword aura.

This person's eyes darkened, his spirit was gone, and he couldn't understand what was going on until he died.

The monk next to him could see it clearly, and saw a blood hole the size of a soybean appear on the face of the fallen monk, and the blood flowed out, which was terrifying.

As far as the eyes of many monks could see, they saw many sporadic 'raindrops' falling.

It's raining!

This rain came so suddenly, so eeriely.

Because every 'raindrop' is a dark blue, with a faint hint of scarlet on it.

The rain was pouring down, and none of the monks in the great array were spared.

One of the Immortal Island monks suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head, and he lost consciousness.

The monk next to him was stunned and shocked.

The rain fell on the monk's head, digging a hole in the blood, and finally fell from the lower body, mixed with the blood, and dripped onto the sand.

Every drop of rain is so terrible!

"This rain ......" One of the Yuanying Grand Cultivators suddenly woke up, his eyes showed an extremely frightened look, and he said loudly: "This is the sword qi just now, this is the sword rain!"

"This is a sword rain carrying the power of heaven and earth, dodge quickly, you can't resist hard!" another Yuanying Grand Monk roared angrily.

The six of them were incomplete in flesh and blood, unable to support the law of heaven and earth, communicate the power of heaven and earth, and were helpless in the face of this sword rain that exuded murderous intent.

Avoid?

Bound by the Yantian Trap Array, who can dodge?

The rain came so suddenly, who could avoid it?

After the strong wind, the rain came, which was a natural law between heaven and earth, but it was perfectly mastered by Lin Yi.

Perfect for a heavy rain, hearty.

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

The three princes of Xiandao had nothing to hide in the big array, even if they used the method of escape and concealment, they were drenched in the rain of swords, and countless blood holes appeared all over their bodies, and finally their flesh exploded!

The original gods did not escape their doom.

The Three Princes of Xiandao have fallen!

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was calm, and he didn't bother to look at the monks around him anymore.

The moment the sword rain came, their end was already doomed, and even the six Yuan Infant Great Cultivators were only holding on for a moment longer.

Lin Yi's eyes were clear, his black hair was fluttering, his delicate face was slightly pale, and he walked leisurely in the drizzle, floating out of the dust.

Along the way, Lin Yi kept having monks around him fall and fall, and he had no power to resist.

"Ahhh

"I'm not reconciled!"

"Why, he is just a Jindan monk, how can he communicate with the power of heaven and earth, this is not fair!"

The six Yuanying Great Cultivators were drenched in the rain of swords, blood and blood spurted wildly, and the only remaining flesh and blood were washed away by the rain, leaving only the bones that had been quenched by the immortal qi could still support them for a moment, but now they also showed the slightest crack.

The fire of the primordial spirit is faint and can be extinguished by rain at any time.

"Yes, it's not fair...... Lin Yi raised his head slightly, and said abruptly: "How can the lives of you people be worth the innocent people who have died in vain for thousands of years." ”

Lin Yi's footsteps did not stop, and he kept walking in the rain.

When Lin Yi walked out of the Yantian Great Array, there was no monk standing behind him, and all of them fell!

Under the rain of swords, all living beings are destroyed!

An incomparably shocking scene!

Zhuan Zhu and the others widened their eyes and looked at this qiē in disbelief.

They knew that until the day they grew old, they would not forget this white figure walking in the rain.

This scene is enough to record the annals of history, and the first war was crowned a god!