Chapter 687: Advance and Retreat, Chaos Clock
Yang Lin's figure roared and grew bigger. He followed the sword and slashed out with a sword. His energy covered the sky. His eyes were like lightning. He stared at Kunpeng who was fleeing in blood. He snorted coldly: "How can it be so easy?"
He turned his hand back and took out a shining, sparkling, five-color dazzling light bead. He held it in the palm of his hand and suddenly knocked it down.
With the power of the quasi-saint-level soul, combined with the unparalleled power of the innate immortal body, a bead was shot out, and the small world that was about to be completed was shot down.
Let alone the sea and the mountains, it can destroy the mountains and seas directly...
"Is this how the innate spiritual treasure is used?"
Hou Tu was dumbfounded.
Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiang Liang, and Xuan Ming were also stunned.
"When he fights, he seems to be more aggressive and domineering than us..."
Yes, these ancestral witches actually saw it right.
After Yang Lin clearly understood his own path, he no longer limited himself to his soul and body. He used martial arts as his guide to recruit and kill. With his improved realm, his combat power increased dozens of times.
Compared with the first battle with Kunpeng that day, there is naturally no comparison.
Kunpeng was seriously injured as soon as he made a move, and now he started to pursue him. He raised his hands and feet to break the earth, crushing the demon master into pieces.
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"change!"
In the distant sky, infinite stars are flashing.
Two big suns that shone brightly for nine days, one of them suddenly accelerated and approached, and with a clear and sharp sound, a picture appeared in the sky.
At this moment, the broken mountains all around turned into a long shining river.
The long river rises with waves, twists and turns, twists and turns, and forms a world in a matter of seconds.
A book is slowly opened, and the pages rustle softly, as if there is a response from heaven and earth.
The Dinghai Pearl that Yang Lin was about to hit would have crushed the finger-sized Kunpeng into pieces and fell into the world of the long river. Its power slowly melted away and its speed became extremely slow.
In fact, it is not slow, but the relative speed becomes extremely slow.
It seems that the space between Zhuzi and Kunpeng is stretched infinitely.
Every time he advances one meter, he is moved tens of thousands of miles away, and he can't hit Kunpeng no matter what.
"Hetu, Luoshu!"
Yang Lin's eyes narrowed.
He knows what this is. Just in the realm of Daluo, he can evolve the world, calculate the trajectory of the attack, dissolve the power, and weaken it infinitely...
The level of this kind of treasure is actually higher than that of our own Dinghai Divine Pearl.
If we say that Dinghai Divine Pearl is only a rudimentary world, Hetu Luoshu is a complete world, and it is not an exaggeration to call it an innate treasure.
Especially in the hands of monks who are good at calculation, the complete combat power of the treasure can be unleashed.
In order to rescue Kunpeng, Di Jun used this powerful treasure. He not only wanted to save people, but also wanted to seize the treasure.
"It's a pity that your cultivation is still a little weak and you can't fully exert the power of the treasure."
Yang Lin sighed in his heart, knowing that this time, he had missed the opportunity to kill Kunpeng completely.
A green screen of 240 million martial arts values passed by before his eyes. He took a long breath, and with a thought, he took back the Dinghai Pearl, wrapped it around the back of his head, and golden light shone under his feet again.
"Take a hit from me too."
The other big sun, which was a little slower than Demon Emperor Jun, suddenly started to move.
The light and shadow of the sun transformed into a golden flame giant standing tall on the sky and the earth. He held a gray and simple bell in his left hand, and his right hand turned into a hammer and struck it with one hammer.
Boom...
The bell wave was fan-shaped, oscillating in the direction of Yang Lin's retreat.
Layers of space were torn apart and blown up. Along the way for thousands of miles, the earth was like waves in the sea, rolling up waves...
Countless pieces of earth, wood, and stone were invaded by sound waves, first shattered into powder, and then shook into smoke. They no longer exist in this world, and even the particles of vitality were shaken into nothingness...
Yang Lin landed and stepped on the ground, crushing the mountains. The golden light was shining brightly. After a slight pause, the speed of the bell wave suddenly increased tenfold, flickering, and he had already reached the East China Sea.
"Stop chasing." Emperor Junhetu retracted his hand, supported the demon master Kunpeng who had turned into a human form and was miserable, and spoke out to stop Donghuang Taiyi.
"That man is too strong. He didn't use all his strength before. He chased too fast, and he was afraid of making a mistake...Now that the demon master is seriously injured and has lost his combat power, and there are others watching from the side, this matter needs to be considered in the long run."
With the Hetu and Luoshu in hand, Emperor Jun's control over the secrets of heaven, even if he is not respected in this world, can be regarded as accurate.
Since he said this, no one would doubt his words.
"He was able to block the attack of the Chaos Bell head-on without being harmed. How much benefit did this Mu Taoist get from Zixiao Palace? And what state has Sanqing reached?"
Donghuang Taiyi's breath was uneven, obviously because he had consumed a lot of mana. At this time, his face was full of regret: "If I had known, we should have gone all out to fight for seats..."
It was too late to say this at this time, but I was just a little unwilling to do so.
Strictly speaking, Demon Master Kunpeng and his two brothers are actually only on par in strength.
Such a powerful fighter was beaten almost to the point of losing his soul in just one encounter, and Donghuang Taiyi felt a little frightened in his heart.
Even if you have the Chaos Clock in hand, if you are alone, it may not be that safe.
"There is no need to be too disappointed. Mu Taoist has offended too many people, and we, the demon clan, are not the only ones taking action at this time. Whether he can survive this disaster remains to be seen."
Di Jun was not disappointed. The golden flames were rolling in his eyes, as if he had seen through the layers of space and saw the East China Sea.
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After Yang Lin's realm improved, the Golden Light Technique began to touch the essence, and the speed was not much slower than Lu Ya's Rainbow Transformation Technique back then.
At this time, he was flying away with all his strength, and he was not afraid of how many people could catch up.
"It's such a pity that such a chaos clock fell on Donghuang Taiyi."
Flying to the East China Sea, Yang Lin screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand, and turned the blood into the cave to refine it. This was to prevent someone from collecting information about him and using curse techniques.
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At that moment, he was hit by the clock wave, and he found that his body began to vibrate and dissolve from the cellular level, and his innate immortal aura was somewhat unable to withstand this resonance technique.
Even during the sonic attack, not only was his physical body severely impacted, but his soul and mana were almost shaken apart.
‘This is the real top innate treasure, one level better than He Tu and Luo Shu. It is a treasure on the same level as the Tai Chi Diagram I will get in the future, the Pangu Banner I got originally, and the Immortal Killing Sword Formation I got from Tongtian.
Yang Lin really couldn't think of any other treasure in the world that could surpass the Chaos Clock.
Therefore, although Donghuang Taiyi was still a short step away from reaching the quasi-sage realm, it was still very difficult for Yang Lin to resist the Chaos Bell attack.
Of course, the opponent's cultivation level is slightly inferior. In a face-to-face duel, Yang Lin is still 100% sure that he can kill Donghuang Taiyi even if he is seriously injured, and directly grab the Chaos Bell.
Unfortunately, ideas can only be ideas.
Not to mention the presence of Emperor Jun holding the Hetu Luoshu, but the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation of the demon tribe was also behind them, with 365 demon gods staring at them, which made people no longer interested in fighting.
'Sure enough, the demon tribe at this time is favored by heaven, and the luck and accompanying magic weapons are all such powerful weapons, so they are not easy to mess with."
Yang Lin looked back and said, "It's a pity that I didn't catch up. It's a good time for the demon clan. The emperor's handsomeness is indeed extraordinary."
He also chose the occasion, with twenty-four bright moons rising above his head, and sat in the sky on the spot, regulating his true breath and recovering from his injuries.
It is impossible not to be injured by a hit from the Chaos Clock.
After all, it is the most powerful innate treasure, and its power is too weird.
The vomiting of blood is real and the injuries are real.
Chapter completed!