Chapter 1176

Lin Yue's figure stood upright under the sky, making people stunned.

With a sword swung, the entire palace was crumbling.

At this time, the old Saint Lord Wangxian's complexion changed drastically.

This strength made him feel his scalp numb.

He actually felt invincible.

boom--

The endless bones formed a big sword, slashing straight towards Lin Yue's sword light.

The power is venting.

It can be seen that the great sword of white bones was cracked inch by inch at this time.

The contact is not instantaneous.

The method of the old holy master Wangxian was easily broken by Lin.

Lin Yue's momentum remained unabated, stepping out in one step, carrying the Emperor Sword in his hand.

Everyone felt that their scalp was numb, and this horror of living together was just the cultivation base of the Lord God Realm, and its momentum overwhelmed the old holy master Wangxian.

"Since you want to kill me for treasure, let's see if you have this strength."

Lin Yue's expression remained unchanged.

Then, another sword.

The old holy master Wangxian resisted with supernatural powers.

The bones were all shattered, and under Lin Yue's sword light, they turned into powder and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

puff--

The old saint Wangxian spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The blood was dripping and the bones were stained red.

The people of Wangxian Holy Land hurriedly supported the old saint master, the huge impact force directly caused them all to step back a few steps.

One person suppresses a holy place!

Lin Yue stands tall under the sky, and now he is a symbol of invincibility.

Enough to suppress everyone.

The old saint Wangxian said incredulously: "It's only been a hundred years. You haven't broken through your realm. Why is it so powerful?

Lin Yue's record in the Burial Place is obvious to all. Although he is strong, he is definitely not an opponent of the true ancestral realm.

"There are many things you can't think of."

Lin Yue just replied faintly.

He shot again.

The sword light in his hand is blazing.

Almost the entire Wangxian Holy Land runs through.

"I look immortal, how weaker than human beings, human kid, you are too arrogant!"

Facing Lin Yue's unilateral suppression, the old saint master was very frustrated.

I saw him once again condense magical powers.

The endless white bones on the periphery of Wangxian Holy Land began to converge, and within a short time, they have turned into a huge humanoid skeleton. With the pinch of the old holy master Wangxian, meridians gradually appeared on the bones' skeleton.

Flesh was born at this time.

The bones roared and slapped towards Lin Yue.

The whole earth was beginning to shatter, and under the strong force of the bones, a very deep canyon was directly punched out.

The endless bones fell downward.

Lin Yue did not dodge.

He used the eight parts of Taixu, and Ashura's phantom appeared, also with a palm sticking out, resisting the advance of the bones.

But Lin Yue took one step forward and killed the old saint master and others.

The bitter breath, with a killing intent, is like the strong wind of the cold winter in March, making the whole body cold.

They are all going backwards.

Lin Yue's momentum is unabated, and the Emperor Sword carries a blazing brilliance.

People here can hardly open their eyes.

The phosphorous fire representing the soul in his pupils all appeared to be extinguished.

The people in Wangxian Holy Land formed a large formation to resist Lin Yue's forceful steps, but under Lin Yue's power, everything was nothing.

"He has smelted the marks of the Four Great Demon Kings, juniors, be careful!"

The Wangxian Demon King under the altar of the main hall also reminded him at this time.

But nowadays, only the body of the Wangxian Demon King was born, and no one in the holy land of Wangxian was Lin Yue's opponent.

"It turns out that you have been so diligent for a hundred years because of the power of the Demon King's Mark!"

The old saint master had some enlightenment, but he secretly cried out in his heart: "Even if he knows the source of his power now, there is no means of checks and balances."

"Do I want to destroy the Holy Land of Wangxian today, like Nether, Turbid Immortal, and Ancient Pot?"

The Holy Lord has shown despair.

The great formation they formed is also shattering like a mirror screen.

"Don't say something frustrating!"

The old holy lord is scolding.

It's just that now his forehead has also oozes a lot of cold sweat.

In order to resist Lin Yue's attack, he also underwent great pressure.

Almost can't resist it.

"Ancestor, let's surrender..."

Someone has said discouragedly.

"This killer god, do you think you can survive by surrendering?

The Holy Lord had seen Lin Yue's horrible methods in the burial place.

It will slaughter the people of a holy land at will, and in the end, it will directly absorb the strong of the ancestral realm.

The old saint's scalp was numb.

He couldn't wait to directly chop the person who said surrender to death, because now he also had the idea of surrender in his heart.

But for now, surrender seems impossible.

puff--

Several people directly exploded into blood mist under the aftermath of Lin Yue's sword light.

And this is just the beginning.

In a short while, those who are expected to be immortal in the Holy Land, under the lingering prestige, their body and spirit are all destroyed.

The bones turned into powder, without even screaming.

"The power of Wangxian Holy Land does not need to exist in the world anymore."

Lin Yue was just an understatement, and seemed to have determined the survival of the entire Holy Land.

"and many more!"

Wang Immortal Demon King shouted, trying to stop Lin Yue's next attack.

Looking at Lin Yue's incomparable means.

The huge white bone puppet at this time was also directly torn apart under Ashura's phantom and turned into several petals.

Lin Yue turned a deaf ear to this and seemed to have decided to kill.

Jianguang cut through the void.

Up to a few thousand feet.

puff--

The formation was broken directly.

The old holy master was coughing up blood at this time.

Although they were born of white bones and spirits, blood is essence, and every drop of blood is extremely precious to them, and it is the condensing of cultivation.

The white bone creatures in Wangxian Holy Land, under this sword, have already died halfway.

The old holy master was wounded, and there was almost no power to fight again.

"I apologize for what happened just now, I am willing to take out the Mark of the Demon King!"

The people of Wangxian Holy Land are still very useful to Wangxian Demon King, and they must not stand by and watch them die in front of him.

Lin Yue only glanced at the hall slightly.

Then came to the front of the old holy master.

The emperor sword pointed diagonally, straight to its throat, less than three inches, and the power on it could destroy its form and spirit at any time, and it fell.

It can be felt that Wangxian Demon King seems to have panicked.

Lin Yue was too calm and seemed to have understood his mind.

"Ugh!"

Wangxian Demon King sighed.

I saw a translucent white light slowly flying out of the hall with a mysterious aura.

Wangxian Demon King handed over his mark.

But now the holy land of Wangxian has already suffered most of the deaths and injuries, which is already a huge loss for him.

Lin Yue absorbed Wang Immortal Demon King's mark.

Only then took the Emperor Sword back.

He closed his eyes slightly, and saw the mark appearing in an empty space constructed by his Sea of Consciousness Array.

"You don't have to be like this."

Lin Yue just said a little.

Then he left here.

The Wangxian Demon King with a black line left behind.

This time, he was really stealing the chicken and losing the rice. He underestimated Lin Yue's city government.

"This human race is close to the demon in mind, even me, I can't figure it out. Today, I am planted in the Holy Land of Wangxian."

Wangxian Demon King sighed leisurely.

Then, he fell into a deep sleep. After so long of suppression, he was already very weak, and he needed a lot of time to fall asleep, cultivate and rejuvenate.