The powerful sword energy tore apart the most powerful blow that had been transformed into the word "Tao" after it was destroyed, and the dazzling purple color became the only thing in the black-robed monk's sight.
Click.
A black light burst out from the black-robed monk's body, and the wide black robe on his body shook violently at the moment when the dazzling purple light came. However, even so, it was still difficult to conceal the crisp sound coming from the black-robed monk.
sound.
As the sound rang out, the black-robed monk's entire right arm was thrown far away, and then was completely torn apart by the powerful sword energy.
"Ah!" The black-robed monk roared in pain, his right arm flew away, and a violent sword energy was raging in his body. The severe pain made him curl up like a cooked shrimp.
Body.
"So strong." Feeling the powerful blow from before, Ling Lin's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at the pink-faced, harmless-looking Zi Lin next to him with a hint of excitement on his face. He finally understood why he was
When visiting the Land of Inheritance, the God Lord will say that he will be a great help to Ling Lin after Zi Lin wakes up.
The most powerful blow before was definitely no less powerful than Ling Lin's own purple blood sword, and coupled with such a powerful power of the soul, Zi Lin at this time did not look like a weapon spirit at all.
, but looks like an old monster who has been immersed in the Immortal Realm for many years!
"His black robe is so strange." One blow tore apart the attack that turned the word "Tao" into pieces, and also severely injured the black-robed monk. However, Zi Lin still seemed a little dissatisfied, wrinkled his nose slightly, and looked at
The black-robed monk, wearing a wide black robe, spoke softly.
"Very powerful defense." Hearing this, Ling Lin nodded. If it hadn't been for this weird black robe before, with Zi Lin's most powerful blow, the black-robed monk today would not have been able to sacrifice an arm so easily.
It's a price. However, in order to weaken Zi Lin's attack, this strange black robe is not completely priceless. At least, at this time, the black robe on the empty right arm of the black-robed monk has completely disappeared.
, obviously, this strange defensive magic weapon has also suffered a lot of trauma.
"Ancestral realm puppet is something that contains the aura of heaven." Ling Lin's eyes slowly swept across the huddled black-robed monk and the blood of heaven in front of him, and his words sounded unhurriedly, "I got this
Thing, your cultivation level must have improved by leaps and bounds."
As Ling Lin finished speaking, the black-robed monk who was originally trembling suddenly trembled violently, and then his body seemed to have solidified, strangely stagnating.
"The Third Temple, the Sixth Temple." Ling Lin whispered to himself, suddenly focusing on the black-robed monk, and when he narrowed his eyes, there was a hint of danger, "You know that the inheritor of the Sixth Temple is now in
Where?"
Whether they are the inheritors of the third temple or the inheritors of the sixth temple, they are all minions of heaven, and giving them a certain amount of time can completely enable them to reach the ancestral realm. However, the three major temples have not been open for a long time now.
, just like the black-robed monk in front of me who has received the inheritance from the Third Temple, he only has the cultivation level of Broken Dao Realm. The cultivation level of the inheritor who has obtained the Sixth Temple will definitely not be that high.
Break through the realm of immortality.
Killing a monk who has just broken through the immortal realm, or a monk who has not even reached the immortal realm, and killing a powerful being in the ancestral realm are completely different concepts. Although time is very tight for Ling Lin,
But if given the chance, Ling Lin would not hesitate to completely wipe out these two future Ancestral Realm monks from this world.
"Do you think you can defeat me?" At this moment, the figure of the black-robed monk who was lying in mid-air with weak breath suddenly moved. At the same time, the black robe on his body was released more like a dark cloud.
Come on and cover Ling Lin.
"Kill!" The black robe shrouded Ling Lin, but before Ling Lin could take action, Zi Lin waved his little hand, and a sword light soaring into the sky came out of the void again, cutting towards the dark cloud-like black robe.
.At the same time as Zi Lin took action, Ling Lin also moved and quickly rushed towards the inheritor of the third temple.
"Blood Sacrifice!" After the black robe left the body, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the body of the inheritor of the Third Temple. The blood mist condensed quickly and quickly transformed into a tower-shaped mark, which was then gradually printed on his forehead.
The mark is glowing with blood, and the pale face of the inheritor of the Third Temple is shining with blood, which highlights the strangeness.
The blood glow flickered, echoing in the distance the Third Temple that had turned into a hundred feet in size.
Boom!
The Third Temple suddenly shook, and a streak of blood emanated from the tower, shrouding the pale-faced black-robed monk.
"Want to leave?" Looking at the blood light that cut through the space, Ling Lin's eyes narrowed, and his speed reached the extreme. It was not much slower than this blood light. The Third Temple is a super treasure, and the black light before
The robed monk sacrificed a powerful defensive magic weapon to stop him, and he must have wanted to escape. And the only way to escape was naturally the third temple.
He must not let this blood light envelope him first! Ling Lin's eyes flashed with cold light. He knew that if he let this blood light envelope the black-robed monk, he might not have a chance to kill him today.
The Purple Blood Sword in his hand shook, and brilliant purple light spurted out from the Purple Blood Sword.
In mid-air, there seemed to be an unusually brilliant purple light rain, which had a different kind of beauty. But to the black-robed monks, this gorgeous purple light rain was no less than a reminder. If you were caught by this purple light all over the sky,
The rain is covering everything. No matter how many tricks he uses, he may only end up falling today.
"Ah!" Under the crisis of life and death, the black-robed monk looked up to the sky and roared, like a ferocious beast that had reached a desperate situation. And in his roar, the faintly dancing tower-shaped mark on his forehead shone with blood.
The speed of the blood light that originally shot out from the Bloody Pagoda also accelerated a bit.
Rumble!
The gorgeous purple light rain came. With the arrival of the purple light rain, the space within a few miles centered on the black-robed monk collapsed. The purple light beam roared all over the sky, and the powerful sword energy was released, even if
Jun Yu and the other four people in the distance couldn't help but feel shocked.
Within a few miles, the remaining Yin spirits were all wiped out by this powerful sword energy. But the black-robed monk at the center of the purple light rain was at this time.
Make a last ditch effort!
"Block me!" The black-robed monk shouted crazily while holding a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror trembled and released a brown light curtain to protect the black-robed monk's body. But the moment the purple light rain came,
This powerful bronze mirror started to vibrate crazily.
Click click click...
Soon, the trembling reached its extreme, and then fine cracks began to appear in the bloodshot eyes of the black-robed monk.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bronze mirror was collapsing, and the thin brown light curtain around the black-robed monk was shaking extremely violently at this time, and even started to collapse along with the bronze mirror during the violent shaking.
In the sight, the touching purple color is getting closer and closer to the body, and the madness in the black-robed monk's eyes is getting stronger and stronger...
Finally, all the bronze mirrors collapsed, and the brown light curtain, the only protective force around the black-robed monk, disappeared, and the purple light rain without any obstruction fell in a mighty manner.
"Ah!" The black-robed monk screamed in pain as the purple light rain shrouded him. This seemed to be a gorgeous light rain, but only the black-robed monk who was shrouded in the light rain could know what kind of pain it was. This
A little light rain is no less than a powerful sword energy. Thousands of light rain covers the body, which is equivalent to receiving a thousand cuts in this moment.
call……
Under the purple light rain, the aura of the black-robed monk quickly became weaker. However, at this moment, the blood light emitted from the blood-colored pagoda finally arrived. The blood light came, directly dissipating the purple color around the black-robed monk's body.
The light rain enveloped it all.
"Death!" Seeing the figure of the black-robed monk gradually blurring under the blood light. Ling Lin's eyes stood up, and the purple blood sword in his hand whizzed out again, and a bright purple sword-shaped light beam suddenly bombarded the blood light.
And go.
Bang!
The blood light that enveloped the black-robed monk trembled during the bombardment, but did not collapse. And in the blood light, the black-robed monk who was unconscious at this time spat out another mouthful in the violent shock.
Blood. The already weak aura weakened a bit again.
"Almost." Feeling the aura of the black-robed monk, which was almost extremely weak, Ling Lin couldn't help but sigh. The gap of one step, as long as the blood light comes one step later, even if it is one more breath, the gap at this time will be
The black-robed monk had been reduced to dregs long ago. Even if the black-robed monk had not disappeared so quickly after the blood light enveloped him, Ling Lin would have been sure to shock him to death even if he was in the blood light!
It's a pity that these are just what-ifs. At this time, where the purple light rain fell before, there was no trace of the black-robed monks or the blood glow.
Boom!
The hundred-foot-long Third Temple suddenly shook at this moment, and a powerful force swept out from it. With a "crash" sound, the surrounding space was once again shattered into large pieces. With a flash of blood, the Third Temple instantly
Disappeared into this broken space.
"Although he is not dead, it is not so easy to recover after being severely injured like this." Looking at the place where the third temple disappeared, Ling Lin secretly said to himself. The previous black-robed monk was on the verge of death.
For other monks, such severe injuries may be directly fatal. Although it is impossible for the black-robed monks who have received the inheritance of the Third Temple to die like this, it is definitely not an easy thing to recover.