The ancestor of the Holy Cult was so frightened that his face turned pale and bloodless for a moment, and he shouted quickly.

"No, hurry up and gather together, don't give Ye Lin every chance to defeat him!"

After these eight people agreed to a duel and decided to fight Ye Lin together, the ancestor of the Holy Cult with the highest cultivation level and the most seniority naturally became the captain of this battle immediately.

The ancestor of the Holy Cult immediately issued an order to spread out and fight. The purpose was to attack Ye Lin from all directions. Although Ye Lin's spirit insect spell attack was powerful, his defensive ability was not necessarily so exaggerated.

In the world of immortality, there is a basic logic that monks' time and resources are limited. Generally, monks who are very good at offense will have weak defensive capabilities. There are very few monks who are good at both offense and defense.

If Ye Lin's spirit insects cannot resist their joint attack, they will be suppressed and fall into a passive situation at the beginning, allowing the eight out-of-body masters to use their attacks without any worries, and the consequences can be imagined.

But all this is based on the fact that Ye Lin only has a few dozen spiritual insects!

Ten days ago, the ancestor of the Holy Cult almost had a fight with Ye Lin. He had personally seen Ye Lin's squad of Nascent Soul Stage Spirit Insects. At that time, Ye Lin had released dozens of Spirit Insects.

Under normal circumstances, it is extremely difficult for an insect cultivator to raise a spiritual insect with a cultivation level comparable to his own. Ye Lin has dozens of spiritual insects whose cultivation level is equivalent to his own, which is unique in the human world.

The ancestor of the Holy Sect subconsciously believed that releasing dozens of Nascent Soul Stage Spirit Insects was Ye Lin's limit.

But I never imagined that this was far from Ye Lin’s entire power!

He can actually release hundreds of Nascent Soul stage spirit insects at once.

"Damn it, if such a powerful spirit insect army was released ten days ago, how could I have the idea of ​​dueling him? This is simply asking for trouble, and it has wasted my last vestige of life!"

When the ancestor of the Holy Cult discovered that something was wrong, he was already helpless.

The entire duel field was only a few thousand feet wide. In the blink of an eye, Ye Lin's spirit insects had already flown to the eight monks who were in the out-of-body stage and surrounded them.

The ancestor of the Holy Cult reacted the fastest. He took out his sword and pulled out his sword. He only heard a "swish" sound, and with his hand, a series of silver-white sword lights and sword energy that were tens of feet wide were directed towards Ye Lin's spirit insect.

Behead and cut away.

But before he could attack, thick black iron city walls, black ice walls, wind shields, giant lava shields, and so many other mind-numbing defense methods had already wrapped up the spiritual insects in layers.

boom!

The ancestor of the Holy Cult mobilized all his mana to activate the sword light and sword energy. It was extremely sharp, just like cutting tofu, cutting through layers of defense means. However, the defense facilities seemed endless. The power of the sword light and sword energy passed through ten

The power of multiple defensive methods was completely consumed.

Under an all-out attack, the forty spirit insects surrounding him were unscathed. At the same time, they hid behind layers of defense facilities and fought with each other.

"Destruction Thunder!"

"Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique!"

"City-destroying meteorite!"

"Samadhi Spiritual Fire Technique!"

…

For a moment, the overwhelming tyrannical attack methods were like raindrops and flooded towards the ancestors of the holy religion. The ancestors of the holy religion only felt that their spiritual senses were frantically warning, which also meant that a life and death crisis was coming.

The ancestor of the Holy Cult roared wildly.

"Meteor Zhanma Sword!"

The low-grade Taoist sword in his hand released a dazzling flame in an instant.

Swish!

The phantoms continued, and he swung his sword dozens of times in a row, and slashed in all directions with the blazing sword energy centered on the ancestor of the Holy Cult.

boom!

The flaming sword energy collided with the overwhelming various attack methods, and brilliant multi-colored brilliance erupted in the sky, and waves of majestic power surged in all directions.

The dueling platform on the ground cracked inch by inch, with cracks several feet wide appearing one after another.

In the sky, after the colorful brilliance shrank, the low-grade Taoist robes worn by the ancestors of the Holy Cult were in tatters, blood was flowing all over the body, and there were knife wounds, sword wounds, traces of fire, and traces of electric shock...

Before the ancestor of the Holy Cult could take a breath, the next wave of attacks from the spiritual insects had already been brewing, and they were once again sweeping towards him.

Forty spiritual insects joined forces and only one round of attacks on the holy ancestor's body was severely damaged. He no longer had any confidence to resist the second round of attacks.

The ancestor of the Holy Sect gritted his teeth and the magic formula in his hand changed rapidly.

"The Nascent Soul is out of body!"

At this moment, he has understood that with conventional means, he has no power to fight back in front of these forty spiritual insects. Only when the Nascent Soul leaves the body and takes full advantage of the monks in the out-of-body stage, can it be possible to fight against these forty spiritual insects.

The spirit insects show off.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a spiritual light flashing above the head of the ancestor of the Holy Cult, and a baby as big as a fist, with white hair, skinny as a stick, and an extremely gray face emerged from his head.

The baby was old-fashioned and snorted in a milky voice.

"Let's see if your spirit worm is faster, or my Nascent Soul in the middle stage of leaving the body is faster!"

brush!

The form of the Holy Sect's ancestor's Nascent Soul disappeared completely from the spot in a flash. The monks present could not even see the afterimage of the Nascent Soul's escape.

At the same time, his horse-killing sword turned into a sharp stream of light and rushed out from the defense gap of the insect swarm. Its target was the unprotected Ye Lin!

But just as the sword flew out, two flashes of light, one black and one white, flashed in front of Ye Lin again. A girl with a stunning appearance wearing a white dress and a dark-skinned young man holding a sword appeared in front of Ye Lin.

In front of him, standing on top of Xiao Lan's head.

It's Xiaobai and Xiaoqiang!

Ye Lin had been on guard against the Holy Sect's ancestor breaking through the siege of the insect swarm by using the Nascent Soul to leave his body, so he didn't send Xiaobai and Xiaoqiang out to fight at all!

I saw Xiaobai making a hand gesture and opening his mouth, and a sharp purple electric light spurted out from his mouth.

This sharp electric light was transformed from the flying sword Zidian, a low-grade Taoist weapon.

At the same time, phantoms appeared on the sword in Xiaoqiang's hand, which was caused by the swing speed being too fast. The sword energy of different attributes was slashing towards the horse-zanting sword.

Ding ding ding!

The first thing that clashed with the Zhanma Sword was the sharp electric light controlled by Xiaobai. Sparks flew everywhere, and every time the Zhanma Sword clashed with the electric light, a ball of dazzling thunder would erupt.

In just the blink of an eye, the two sides had already fought for dozens of rounds. Xiaobai's purple electric sword was beaten back by the holy ancestor's sword, and at this moment, a series of sword auras with different attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth came out.

The sword energy accurately landed on the Zhanma Sword, and the sparks on the Zhanma Sword continued to flash. Finally, it was difficult to make any progress and began to retreat steadily.

Just when everyone thought that the defeat of the ancestor of the Holy Cult was certain, a laugh suddenly came from a few feet behind Ye Lin.

"Young Ye Ye, my real body of Nascent Soul is here, and the weapon is controlled by the clone!"
Chapter completed!