Chapter 1,770 Vowels Arrive

Lin Ye didn't know what He Yimo was thinking outside. He had already used all his strength to land on the ground at his feet.

There was no way to break through the water wall and rain curtain in front of him. He could only start from other places. While doing it, he also felt the specialness of the Purple Cloud Pendant in his hand.

This purple cloud-patterned jade pendant-like thing is not a treasure, but the power contained in it is real immortal power.

Moreover, when his spiritual sense penetrated into it, a bolt of lightning-like power instantly appeared in his mind. It was the power previously absorbed from the Fairy Spirit Pool.

In an instant, the power of chaos completely enveloped him, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his mind.

There seemed to be a voice coming from outside the sky and directly into his ears. The sound of the mighty thunder made him create something unprecedented out of thin air.

It was so late and so fast that everything happened in Lin Ye's mind in just a moment. The next moment, there were a few clear looks in his eyes.

"Fairy magic, wind movement!"

Lin Ye did not deliberately control any power in his body, but just relied on the instinct in his heart to blurt out this sentence.

And the next second he took action, a whirlwind suddenly appeared under his feet. The wind was invisible, but it stirred up layers of power. The falling icicles were swept directly into the sky and could not touch Lin Lin.

No matter how bright you are.

The sudden appearance of the fairy magic made Zhang Youdao beside him a little surprised. But now was not the time to talk about this. Lin Ye had a change of thought and controlled the power in his hand to fall on the rain curtain in front of him.

Although the swirling hurricane is not as powerful as the aura of the purple-clothed monk behind him, it is not weak in power.

With just a "hoo" sound, a gap was opened in the rain curtain in front of Lin Ye. The whirlwind rushing out from it stirred up He Yimo outside.

"This is fairy magic? But how can it be so powerful?"

He Yimo was surprised by the fairy magic in Lin Ye's hands, but what made him more concerned was the power of this fairy magic.

Fairy magic is generally closely related to the strength of monks like them. With Lin Ye's level of strength,

, it was impossible to threaten him, but at that moment, he even had the illusion that he was going to die in it. If he hadn't had something in his hands to guard him, he would have been involved in this whirlwind first.

When He Yimo was surprised, the purple-clothed female cultivator inside also caught up. The fairy magic performed by Lin Ye seemed very unusual to others, but it was nothing to her.

Although he was allowed to escape outside the rain curtain, it made no difference to her. There were just monks from the lower world on her left and right, and there was no way she could be his opponent.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Sure enough, when she arrived, the surrounding rain curtains instantly separated to both sides. Little water droplets condensed into ice in the air, and fell directly around Lin Ye under her finger.

The powerful ice spikes directly blocked everyone's path, and even Lin Ye was blocked here. At this time, the whirlwind that was still around Lin Ye also swept over violently, and came straight to the purple-clothed female cultivator.

"Is it fairy magic? Huh, this kind of thing is not for you!"

Seeing the power in Lin Ye's hand, the female cultivator seemed to have a hint of displeasure on her face. She turned her right hand in the air, and a small whirlwind appeared in her palm.

"Let me show you the original power of this technique!"

She lowered her right hand and the whirlwind in her palm fell directly. But unlike the whirlwind in Lin Ye's hand, there was a light and shadow like a blue dragon in her palm.

"Ouch——!"

Amidst the whistling wind, a long roar suddenly appeared. From the palm-sized whirlwind, it seemed as if a blue dragon suddenly flew out, circling around the whirlwind.

Then, the blue dragon rushed forward directly, defeating the whirlwind around Lin Ye in one fell swoop. It did not stop after that, the blue dragon flew out of the wind, and then fell straight towards Lin Ye.

Just hearing a 'boom', Lin Ye's figure instantly fell down, and half of his body had already hit the ground.

Having experienced its power personally, Lin Ye could also feel the formidable power. If he hadn't used the Purple Cloud Pendant to resist, he would probably no longer be standing here at this moment.

"Is this the power of immortals? It's really terrifying!"

He Yimo, He Baizhang and the others were not unaffected. When the whirlwind hit, they had already retreated far away. But the aftermath of the attack pushed them directly into the sea of ​​flowers, almost almost

Fall into it again.

Seeing this scene, He Yimo didn't dare to delay at all. He grabbed the object in He Bazhang's hand before it fell. He clasped his hands together and stopped in front of him.

"start!"

He Yimo's hand flashed with light, but a majestic aura immediately came out.

The sudden appearance of the breath made the purple-clothed monk over there pause for a moment and turn his head to look this way.

Her body is not her original strength. Although it is not one thousandth of her original strength, it is enough to maintain herself.

But the sudden aura at this moment made her a little concerned. If she were in her prime, she would naturally not care about the situation in the lower world, but now it is a little different.

Sensing the aura in He Yimo's hand, which might be a hint of threat, the purple-clothed monk immediately put aside the situation on Lin Ye's side, turned around and headed straight for He Yimo.

"Stop her! The Lord of the Vowel Realm will be here soon!"

He Yimo saw that the other party was coming from his side, and he hurriedly yelled at Lin Ye and the others. The only thing that could save them now was the power of the Master of the Vowel Realm. If she destroyed the things in her hands, they would not even be able to escape.

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After hearing this, Zhang Youdao immediately cooperated with his old friend and took action, using the strength in his hand to go straight towards the purple-clothed monk, hoping to stop her for a moment.

However, the other party didn't pay attention to them at all. The aura erupting there had already made her feel a hint of danger. She could not allow this to continue.

"Clang clang clang!"

A series of ice spikes flew out from behind and collided with Zhang Youdao and He Yimo's power, but the figure of the purple-clothed monk did not stop at all.

Just as she was about to reach the light in front of He Baizhang, a bronze tower suddenly fell down. It was the Tower of Creation that flew out of Lin Ye's hand.

Seeing that the female cultivator in purple was stopped and pulled down, He Yimo breathed a sigh of relief. But Lin Ye, who controlled the Creation Tower, knew the situation very well.

The Tower of Creation couldn't stop her for long, and it was already the ultimate power to fall on her. The power of the other party far exceeded Kong Xuan, which was beyond his reach. All he could do was to stop it as much as possible.

moment.

"Go away!"
Chapter completed!