"Yours?" Listening to Bai Han's almost crazy shouts, Ling Lin smiled. Looking down at the purple blood sword with flowing light, Ling Lin didn't seem to see Bai Han, who was rushing toward him quickly, nor did he feel it.
The sharp cutting energy all around him. Suddenly, Ling Lin raised his head, and the purple blood sword in his hand flew away from his hand with a slight shock, and shot towards Bai Han quickly.
"Haha, take a picture of it for me!" Looking at the Purple Blood Sword that was shooting towards him, Bai Han was not surprised but overjoyed. The cutting energy that was originally heading towards Ling Lin suddenly changed and suddenly turned towards the Purple Blood Sword.
"Shoot" away.
Hiss...
The harsh and sharp sounds continued to resound. Although the cutting energy expelled from the long sword in Bai Han's hand was extremely sharp, it was obviously not enough for the Purple Blood Sword. Amidst the harsh and sharp sounds, the
The cutting energy that was entangled with threads was constantly shattered by the purple light emanating from the Purple Blood Sword.
Looking at this scene, Bai Han grinned, and the fiery color in his eyes became clearer. The long sword in his hand continued to vibrate, and streams of cold air spread freely from the long sword. Gradually, the sword in Bai Han's hand began to vibrate.
The long sword disappeared and turned into a white vortex several feet tall.
"Photograph!" The light in Bai Han's eyes was bright, and the white vortex that was constantly rippling under his palm suddenly enveloped the purple blood sword that was shooting. There was a fierce swallowing in the white vortex.
The power suddenly spread out.
"That sword of yours belongs to Bai Han, you will die too!" Black Puppet looked at this scene, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his originally gloomy face. Bai Han's move was not an attack, but a sneer.
It is specially created to collect other people's magic weapons. Once the magic weapon is involved in the white vortex, not only will the magic weapon be captured by Bai Han in an instant, even the spiritual thought left by the original owner in the magic weapon,
It will also be instantly killed by the sharp sword energy. Black Puppet believes that although this purple sword looks extremely extraordinary, it cannot escape this fate.
"Without this purple sword, let's see if you can break through my armor." A trace of violence flashed in the black puppet's eyes, and with a loud bang, the starry sky beneath his feet was cracked, and the black puppet's figure rushed towards Ling Lin again.
Although Ling Lin had broken through his Yuan Power and the armor under his feet with one sword, like Bai Han, Black Puppet basically believed that it was the purple blood sword in Ling Lin's hand. If there was no purple blood sword, with Ling Lin's
Lin's strength would never cause such a situation.
Facing the black puppet's sneer, Ling Lin's face was calm, with a hint of indifference in his calmness, and he did not speak.[
"Seeking death!" The black puppet's face was gloomy, and an elemental spike as long as half an arm was transformed from his armor-covered fist, and with a shrill sound of breaking wind, it suddenly stabbed towards Ling Lin.
However, at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly sounded from not far away.
When the white vortex under Bai Han's palm enveloped the Purple Blood Sword, a sudden change occurred.
Purple rays of light spurted out from the Purple Blood Sword, shattering the entire white vortex. At the same time, a white and tender arm suddenly poked out from the Purple Blood Sword and moved toward the white vortex.
The cold suddenly came.
The drastic change happened so suddenly that even Bai Han didn't react. When he came to his senses, the white and tender palm had already been printed on his chest.
His face was pale, but this paleness did not last long. In the next moment, it turned into a strange purple color. Not only his face, but also the place where Zi Lin's palm was printed on his chest.
Strangely, it seemed to be frozen and turned into a crystal, but the color of the crystal was still a brilliant purple.
Wow.
Suddenly, Bai Han's body, which turned into purple crystals on his chest, suddenly collapsed, and pieces of dazzling purple fragments fell down from Bai Han's chest. There was no trace of the smell of blood, and this scene seemed still...
It's a bit beautiful. From a distance, Bai Han's chest looks like purple petals are constantly floating away. It's just that this beautiful touch is paired with Bai Han's extremely frightened look, plus the same purple aura.
His face looked extremely strange, and there was a hint of chill in his heart.
Zi Lin's figure emerged from the Purple Blood Sword. Looking at Bai Han, who looked horrified and whose body seemed to be frozen, Zi Lin faintly uttered a word.
"broken!"
Click, click.
The moment Zi Lin's words fell, Bai Han was filled with panic, and his purple face suddenly cracked like porcelain that had been hit hard. His whole face was like a spider web.
It seemed particularly terrifying. And in the clicking sounds, Bai Han's body was constantly shattering as the spider web on his face collapsed.
Bang!
Almost just one breath later, a ball of brilliant purple light erupted from Bai Han's whole body. In the flash of purple light, there was an endless sound like shards of glass, and Bai Han's figure was completely shattered.
disappeared in this dazzling purple light.
"This, this is impossible!" Only a few breaths passed from when Bai Han reached for the Purple Blood Sword to the drastic change in front of him. However, between these few breaths, something happened that made the black puppet
Unbelievable, a drastic change like a dream.[
He knew Bai Han's strength very well, even compared to his own. However, such a powerful Immortal Realm monk fell completely in a few breaths. Although there was a suspicion of a sneak attack, it was still
It was a bit unbelievable. Bai Han was killed in one blow. Black Puppet was frightened in his heart, and for the first time he had a trace of doubt about the Venerable.
"After devouring the Bloody Pagoda, Zi Lin became even more powerful." Ling Lin said with a smile. Although Zi Lin's sudden attack before was caused by Bai Han's unpreparedness, it still made him powerful with just one blow.
The death of a monk in the Immortal Realm. This still requires extremely strong strength. Compared with when he was in the main city of the clan in the Tanlang Star Territory, Zi Linyi was much stronger at this time.
"Your Majesty will not let you go!" His frightened eyes swept over Zi Lin and Ling Lin, and Black Puppet shouted with fear. However, following this sharp shout, his figure suddenly changed.
Escape towards the direction outside the Aoki Star Territory.
There was still a faint smile on his face. Looking at the black puppet who started to run away, Ling Lin said indifferently, "Can you escape?"
Zi Lin's strength has increased, and after breaking through the eighth level of "The Immortal Art of Killing", his strength is much stronger than before. At this time, an ordinary immortal monk like Black Puppet is still in Ling Lin's eyes.
It's really nothing. It's not difficult at all to kill them.
Taking a step towards the direction where the black puppet was escaping, Ling Lin's figure immediately disappeared from where he was.
A short moment later, a shrill scream suddenly resounded in the Aoki Star Territory. At the same time, Ling Lin's floating figure reappeared in its original position. It seemed that it had never moved, but the purple blood in his hand
There was a faint glow of blood flowing around the sword.