Inverse Sword God

At this time, Lin Xuan and the others also got out the last three ten thousand year elixir, and then they waved their hands and withdrew the formation.

Outside, the screams stopped, and the boy saint healed his body, but his face was extremely ugly.

Zhao Wuliang and the other five Dark Moon Temple powerhouses were also terrified.

At this time, they saw the formation in front of them and disappeared, and then three figures came out.

When Zhao Wuliang saw one of the figures, he almost knelt on the ground as if he had seen a ghost.

Lin Wudi, it was him, and he was indeed here.

Zhao Wuliang was really scared. If he had been full of confidence before, thinking that there was a saint on their side, he would definitely be able to kill him.

But now, he didn't dare to think that way.

Just Yan Ruyu can have the power to injure a saint, plus Lin Wudi, and the Northern Demon and a strong Dragon Clan next to him, this lineup is really too powerful.

Even if they all go up, it is estimated that they will not be able to do anything to each other. On the contrary, they may face life and death.

Elder, they looked at the boy saint for a moment.

The Boy Saint's face was gloomy and cold. He stared at the three new figures, and then at one of them, that was Lin Wudi!

Hand over the treasure on your body, and I can spare you from dying.

Hehe, Lin Xuan laughed, you have been beaten like this, how dare you miss baby? It's really too long.

Or is it that you have been a saint for too long and don't know anything about the changes outside, do you think you have the right to be arrogant in front of us?

There was a strong disdain in Lin Xuan's words, which made the boy sage furious.

Damn it, damn it!

A mere semi-saint, dare to shout in front of him?

He is a saint, transcending heaven and earth, above the semi-saint.

When the half saint saw him, he had to bow his head in respect. Who would dare to be presumptuous in front of him?

Even Zhao Wuliang had to be respectful to him, but this person in front of him dared to laugh at him, it was really unbearable for him.

Fuck me!

The surrounding blood sea changed instantly, and the two blood-colored vortexes slashed towards Lin Xuan like a scorpion.

If it can be cut, Zhang Linxuan can be cut into three pieces.

The dark red dragon, Bei Yao felt the blood-colored power, and immediately swayed and retreated quickly.

Lin Xuan sneered

Pulling out the spear of destruction, the body of Nine Suns erupted completely.

Sweeping, drawn into a black torrent, instantly knocked the two bloody vortexes into the air.

He sneered, and the saint is nothing more than that.

The Spear of Destruction! The boy saint also shrank his pupils sharply, staring at the dark weapon like a demon.

Is this the Spear of Destruction? Sure enough, it is very strong, this is definitely a holy weapon, and it is very terrifying, holy weapon.

Boy, you can block my supernatural powers only because of the Spear of Destruction in your hand. Without this weapon, you are nothing in front of me. The boy sage said in a cold voice.

Lin Xuan sneered even more after hearing this, didn't he? I rely on weapons, so what are you relying on?

I am less than a hundred years old this year, but what about you? You must be at least two or three thousand years old. You have lived two or three thousand years longer than me. Has your cultivation reached the dog?

If you are not a saint today, if you fight at the same level, I will slap you, and you will be destroyed!

Do you still have the right to be arrogant in front of me? Lin Xuan was really disdainful.

The boy sage vomited blood in anger. He didn't expect that he couldn't pretend to be aggressive in front of the other party, but was slapped severely in the face by the other party.

Is the other party really less than a hundred years old? If this is really the case, it would be too scary, such a peerless genius, he must kill it quickly.

Otherwise, it will be his nightmare in the future, let's do it together and kill me.

Hearing the words of the boy sage, Zhao Wuliang and others hesitated,

Yan Ruyu and Lin Wudi both have saint-level fighting power, are they good enough to fight?

But they didn't dare to resist, otherwise they would be shot to death immediately.

Therefore, people on Friday can only bite the bullet and kill them.

Among them, Zhao Wuliang rushed towards the North Demon,

It seemed that he could only defeat the Northern Demon. As for Yan Ruyu and Lin Wudi, he didn't dare to fight.

Seeing where Zhao Wuliang was going, Lin Xuan sneered, trash, you don't even have the courage to face me, trash like you, why are you still living in this world!

The Spear of Destruction, with terrifying demonic energy and terrifying power, the sound of the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world,

No, elder, save me!

Zhao Wuliang was scared out of his wits, and he used all his strength to strike a shocking blow, and at the same time he screamed like crazy.

Unexpectedly, he still had to face Lin Wudi, and he found that the opponent's blow was too strong, making him feel as if he had fallen into the ice cave of ten thousand years.

The next moment, a shocking collision sounded, and Zhao Wuliang felt his hands were shattered, followed by his arms, and then his body, all of which were torn apart.

A black light pierced his heart.

what!

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream of pain.

Zhao Wuliang was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body in an instant, and he fled to a distant place with a piece of precious jade in his arms.

The direction he ran was the direction of the boy saint, and he wanted to inform the saint to save his life.

court death!

The boy sage was also angry. Although Zhao Wuliang is just a newcomer to the Dark Moon Temple, his talent is definitely good, such a person can definitely become a saint in the future,

But now, their arrogance can't even stop the opponent's blow.

Even worse, he saw the opponent holding the Spear of Destruction, and attacked again.

court death! The boy sage slapped out a palm, and on that palm, with the monstrous law of blood, it turned into a chain of hell gods, intending to send people into the eighteenth level of hell.

hum!

Lin Xuanke didn't hold back, the dragon sword soul poured into the spear of destruction, and its power exploded.

One blow pierced through the bloody palm,

The holy blood fell and penetrated everything. This is the real blood of a saint.

The energy contained in it is really terrifying!

The dark red dragon took out a blood-colored gourd and began to absorb the saint's blood.

In the future, these can be used as materials to make formations, or other things.

And Lin Xuan pierced through the palm of the saint, and then came to Zhao Wuliang's soul,

Zhao Wuliang was scared out of his wits, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, spare my life, spare me, I will never dare to fight against you again!

Forgive you? Yes, you will be planted a slave mark by me, and become my slave from now on, are you willing?

Lin Xuan's voice was sonorous,

Zhao Wuliang was stunned, what, become the other party's slave? Can't stand up forever?

In that case, it would be better to die. It seems that you don't want to, so let me die.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, the golden runes in his eyes dropped, and the soul attack instantly made Zhao Wuliang's soul scream,

From the looks of it, he was hit by the pupil technique, and it is estimated that he will be tortured for hundreds or thousands of years.

Gradually, Zhao Wuliang's screams became weaker and weaker, and Lin Xuan slapped them out.