: Causing a big disaster

The sky brightened, and five colorful lights came into view, making people dizzy and their minds swayed.

The vitality was like encountering a nemesis, and was directly drained by this light. The sword tip, regardless of reality, was broken and cracked.

Even the shadowless and invisible air was cut open by the five-colored sword light and could not be closed for a long time.

The huge black snake floating in the air was exploring its head and biting it, trying to swallow the essence clone that was hit by the young man from Shaohao's tribe in one bite.

I encountered this sword first.

Eliminate the vital energy and cut off the void.

After gathering three innate spiritual objects, Yang Lin's strength naturally increased.

Facing ordinary monks, you can basically cross a great realm to fight the enemy.

Even his three-yuan clone, who specializes in controlling the energy and calling energy, used the five-colored sword light to perfection. With one sword, he almost had the three-point power of the genuine five-colored divine light.

The Black Water Mysterious Snake is just a ferocious beast that becomes a monster. Although it has natural talents and profound magic power, it has never been taught by the orthodox Xuanmen. Faced with this innate level attack, even Jin Xian's physical body and cultivation level in the early stage, he can only hold up a few more swords.

Slashed by one sword.

A pouring rain of blood began to fall in the sky.

As the black snake screamed wildly, everyone saw that a long crack seemed to be cracked in the middle of the huge snake's head, and a skylight was transmitted.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a trace of cowardice flashed through the cold and cruel vertical pupils of the Black Water Black Snake. His body circled and twisted, rolled back, and the water clouds gathered, and he ran backwards.

"When you come, don't leave, either surrender or die."

The Qi Yuan clone of the green Taoist robe was neither too fast nor too slow, as if a green cloud floated behind the Black Water Black Snake. His hands kept moving, and his body moved, and with a five-colored sword, he slashed again. This time, he slashed at the long snake seven inches.

Blood rain fell in the air like a waterfall.

The black snake screamed miserably, and could not hold on if it saw it.

On the ground, the young people from Shaohao were also exhausted. The arrow rain was nowhere to go, and their foreheads were sweating profusely. They were beaten like wooden stakes by Angzang's giant man's essence clone, punched and palmed, and their bodies were sank into the ground little by little, and bright red blood had already oozed from the corners of their mouths. It seemed that they were all damaged.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Before the joy on Qiuye's face could be restrained, he became panicked again and directed the tribal warriors and hundreds of ferocious beasts following behind him to rush forward.

He already felt something was wrong at this time.

Originally, I thought that I had the combat power of the King's Direct Golden Immortal level, and the masters of the Black Water Tribe sent troops with holy beasts, and the ferocious beasts above the fifth level of the mountain were accompanying me, so I could capture the Aoki Tribe without any effort.

Moreover, he killed two birds with one stone to eliminate the envoys of the Da Shang alliance. He himself could make such contributions to the royal court. Compared to being a captain of the Qingmu tribe, he would have a better future than being a hunter captain.

In times of troubled times, if you make achievements, the opportunity lies there, depending on whether you want to do it or not.

He felt that although his adoptive father Qiuyan was not very old, his thinking had become a mess.

With such a good opportunity, I don’t know how to grasp it, but I still occupy the pit and don’t pull it. It’s really a shame for people to look down on it.

Since that's the case, it's better to let him die and take control of the tribe yourself.

In his opinion, the biggest threat to dealing with Aokibe was actually not Akiya, but the priest from the back mountain, and the sun-shooting bow.

But this is nothing.

With his familiarity with tribal personnel and formations.

Not only can he lead people to easily break through the formation defense line without any damage, but he can also use a little trick to destroy Aoki's biggest trump card.

However, Akino made a lot of calculations, but he didn't count that there were so many masters in the Aoki tribe besides Qiuyan.

He really underestimated the nominal commander of the Da Shang Shang. Not only did he not lose both sides with the Da Shang Wucheng Royal Mansion general, but he also retained such strong strength.

Now, we can only rely on the number of impacts. As long as we entangle one person, the Hei Shui Xuan Snake and Shaohao tribe can free up their hands and siege and kill.

In his heart, except for the powerful swordsman who came out and the strong man who was not as strong as a human, everyone else, including his adopted father, was actually vulnerable.

It is absolutely impossible to stop so many ferocious beasts from hiding them.

This is also the confidence that he still retains some hope.

"How could you miss you?"

As Qiu Ye shouted wildly, a white light flashed in front of him, and another figure appeared.

The person who came was wearing a red robe, black veil, and circles of halos behind his head seemed to be connecting with sentient beings. The millions of people whispered, and waves spread in all directions.

"wind……"

A black figure in a red robe stretched out his hand and pointed it out.

A strong wind blew in the sky.

This wind is extraordinary. It searches the soul and breaks the bones, blows in from the pores, the harbor door, and the soles of the feet, and enters everywhere, allowing the flesh and blood to melt, and the bones to collapse and turn into gravel.

Qiuye was blown by the wind, and half of his body was left with a white skeleton. Amid the screams, his bones were still collapsing, and his magic power was running wildly, but he could only block it for a short while, and his body was about to collapse.

"No……"

He couldn't even retreat at this time, and no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the wind, so he could only bear it.

When I glanced at the warriors and beasts around me, I saw only large pieces of subordinates collapse and disintegrating.

"rain!"

The man in red robe smiled slightly, but did not stop. He opened his mouth and spit out another word, just like the law of heaven. The space shook slightly, the silver moonlight shone in the sky, and countless moon-like raindrops landed leisurely.

It is dense and precisely hits all the ferocious beasts and rebel hunter warriors.

This is even more ruthless.

All the ferocious beasts and rebel warriors stopped madly and their eyes widened and fell down with a bang.

The soul and soul turn into smoke and dissipate in the wind.

Qiuye stood in a daze and looked at the man in red robe in a daze. His eyes were so far away that he saw his adoptive father's complicated eyes. At the same time, he also saw a young man in the distance carrying his hands on his back and looking indifferently.

"So, I really made the wrong choice."

This thought flashed through my mind.

Qiuye's flesh and blood turned into ashes, and his soul dissipated like smoke. He only left his broken armor in place, blown up by the wind, and swirled away. It seemed that only this little thing proved that he had existed.

The man in red robe is of course the divine clone.

That is, Yang Lin worked hard to manage the body of faith.

Although in the Journey to the West, the millions of believers in Jiangzhou and Haizhou were wiped out by a certain Bodhisattva, the body of the god was abandoned.

After returning to the Republic of China.

Although he did not set up his faith again, preaching itself is a way to expand his influence.

Compared with the people of the two states in Journey to the West, the plates in the Republic of China are many times larger.

Anyone who spreads his reputation, thanks for his dedication, and lives a good life will be drawn to a trace of strength.

Accumulate small amounts and grow fur into a bunch.

After being refined by the martial arts order, the power of faith in the people was so huge that Yang Lin was shocked.

In essence, there is no higher-level power degenerating, which is limited by cultivation.

But in terms of quantity and power, it is not only not as weak as the essence clone protected by the Immortal Spirit Light and the Qi Yuan clone with the Five-Colored Divine Light Transformation Sword, but it is stronger.

The cultivation level of the divine essence clone is one small level less than that of the original deity, that is, the middle stage of the true immortal, but the mental power is like a vast ocean. It analyzes the essence of innate spiritual objects and drives the evolution of the world's energy. The magic used is simply surprising.

"Average cultivators, even in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, will probably not be able to take advantage of the spells of the Three Lights Divine Water."

After trying the power of the three-yuan clone, Yang Lin was very satisfied.

His deity stood with his hands behind his back, and without even moving his hands, he took down all the generals of the Wucheng royal family of the Da Shang Dynasty, the Hei Shui tribe, and the royal court's direct lineage, and they captured or killed them.

At this time, the essence clone made a move like a thunder and lightning. He grabbed the sky-breaking bow, and slapped the young man as big as a palm fan on the head, knocking him out, forbidding his magic power and cutting his bones, throwing him aside, and stopping with a smile.

The Qi Yuan clone, Taoist Qingyunzi, cut the black water mysterious snake hundreds of feet long and fell into pieces, and its aura was dying. It whimpered and surrendered, turning into a small snake and lying there, without any ability to resist.

As for the hunter warriors brought by Akino and the beast-driven wizards of the Blackwater Tribe, they had been fucked to death by the wind and rain spells, and they were not even left with scum.

Huang Ming and Zhou Ji, who had broken hands and feet, had no strength to stare at this time.

Looking at Yang Lin, my heart was full of despair.

The third young master in the mansion is so strong, so what he did before is a huge joke.
Chapter completed!