Infinite Throne

Chapter 959: Zhanhua

Chapter 959

The one who never surrounded and killed Lin Yi was Tianjianmen and Heianji.

"Cough cough cough—" Yi Rin was about to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed up a lot of blood, and his face was red and white. In this situation, the monks who had just been smashed back by the thunderous swords of the Thunder Protector, after the ideological struggle between heaven and man, regrouped and put on a siege.

After vomiting blood, Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth indifferently, took out the Zhuxian spear and swung it in his hand.

The spear swung the spear in front of Irin.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded with a smile to the old lady's question:

"Those who are in the extreme, return to the same place. I just... simply 'copy' your moves, it's easy."

I vomited blood!

This Lin Yi is obviously dying!

Irin's broken arm was spurting bright red blood frantically.

Irin felt that there was no more warmth flowing in his body. His physical energy was consumed a lot in the successive fights. His moves looked really cool, but they were all based on the consumption of psionic energy.

The great calamity gathers on Yilin's head.

Black clouds, endless as far as the eye can see.

The raging thunder light is like a dragon and a beast, spitting out lightning.

Irin was alone, in the sky, under the dark clouds, coughing red and black blood clots.

far away,

One after another splendid streamer, one by one, flew one after another.

That was Irin's familiar face.

Black and white two sheep, Ren Qingshan, Hua Wuyu, Shi Huayan, Ye Liangchen, Nie Shanhe…

The elders of Tianjianmen have arrived in Qingdu!

"Walk!"

Seeing that many Tianjianmen elders have come to Qingdu, the second guardian of wind and thunder, they dare not stay any longer. They gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and wanted to escape.

Now is not the time to start a war with Tianjianmen!

"Walk!"

The second protector of wind and thunder flew into the air, and the figure was unpredictable. Looking closely, they each grabbed a woman in their hands.

is Li Qianqian and Xiuer.

"Today, Lin Yi is sure to die! We quickly report to Lord Moruo that this treasure of the empress is very likely to fall into the hands of Tianjianmen!"

The old woman roared, and the two figures disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye.

…

"You Tianjianmen, this is the end, do you still have to protect this unparalleled devil?"

Silently, Lin Yi's level rose from "Big Devil" to "Great Devil".

Fierce is famous.

Many elders of Tianjianmen came, and the rest of the monks did not dare to move. After the silence, a cultivator pointed at the sea of fire in Qingdu, devastated, and said sharply.

So far, Lin Yi has been classified into the ranks of "The Great Demon of the World". If Tianjianmen still needs to protect his shortcomings, the other Xuanmen and Sanxiu are not vegetarians. As soon as they speak, they will directly occupy the morality. Speaking of commanding heights.

"Saved!"

Xia Xiaoman was overjoyed.

Although she was expelled from Tianjianmen in name, her senior brother was not expelled! In Xia Xiaoman's view, Xuanmen is all about protecting the calf. Even if Lin Yi gets into a lot of trouble, he still has difficulties. The masters and elders will definitely understand the good intentions of Senior Brother Lin Yi.

Look at that Senior Sister Chao Rushuang, isn't she just locked up in confinement?

Three years of confinement.

After Senior Brother Lin Yi was locked in... It is very likely that he will not be able to be locked up!

Xia Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, in her opinion, everything was over, this long nightmare, with the death of Xia Xingchen and the end of the war, the dawn lit up, and when she woke up, it was time to end.

"Humph!"

It was Nie Shanhe who snorted coldly. Nie Shanhe was in the air and took a step forward. That cold snort caused the rest of the monks to be involuntarily shaken back by the invisible force, the corners of their mouths bleed, and their hearts were horrified.

The teacher painted cigarettes with thick ink and ink, and the dragon and phoenix masks on her face were colorful and changeable. She used an ethereal voice that didn't know where it came from, and said indifferently: "The devil Lin Yi, from Tianjianmen, should be mine today. Tianjianmen clears the door."

"Bah!" Some of the cultivators who had just been knocked back by Nie Shanhe, were still not afraid of death in front of the treasure boy, but dared to say, "You Tianjianmen just want to swallow the Queen's treasure for yourself! It's high-sounding, it's not a fight. Fame and fortune! Why say such beautiful words!"

Lin is known all over the world because he is pregnant with the empress's relic.

Today, Tianjianmen appeared at the last minute, and it was suspected of vying for the empress's relic.

call.

Suddenly, an old man with gray hair appeared in front of everyone.

He looked at the hundreds of Jindan cultivators with no expression on his face, and in a tone of contempt for the common people, as if speaking to an ant, he said word by word: "This old man just wants to eat alone, what can you do? If you don't leave, next year Today is your sacrificial day..."

"To the old man...Go away!!"

is Chenbei!

No one knows how the white-haired old man appeared in the crowd.

No one knows that not long ago, Chenbei was still entrenched in the sixth layer of heaven, shocking Xiaoxiao with the supreme sword intent. But in a few breaths, Chenbei landed from Liuzhongtian to the sky above Qingdu.

Finally, no one dared to speak.

Chenbei's indifferent eyes swept across the hundreds of monks one by one.

On Chenbei, there is a kind of coercion unique to the superiors.

At the moment when the coercion was released, all the Jindan cultivators present were too frightened to speak out. At that moment, they swallowed their saliva hard, and invariably understood a cruel fact - this old man, to kill them, like pinch It's as easy as killing an ant!

appeared in Chenbei, at the same time that all the other monks dared not move.

The elders who were present at Tianjianmen spread out all over the forest and formed an unnamed great formation.

The elders simply stood there, floating in the corner of the sky, but in an instant, the fire burning in Qingdu seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were silent and isolated from the outside.

Shi Huayan sighed softly. Behind the mask, she looked deeply at Lin Yi, who was covered in blood. After the sigh, there was a long silence.

Black and white Eryang, this time, their faces are generally black, they said in unison: "Lin Yi, do you regret it?"

Ren Qingshan was in charge of presiding over the grand formation of the elders, and he was at the eye of the formation. He looked at Lin Yi who was trapped in the formation, and there was a trace of hidden deep regret in his eyes.

"You...what are you going to do?"

So far,

Xia Xiaoman stared, she finally realized something was wrong. She hurriedly flew up into the air, flew to Senior Brother Lin Yi, opened her arms, and blocked between Senior Brother Lin Yi and the elders: "What do you want to do? Even Senior Brother Lin Yi made a mistake, but he won't die, how can you... "

Before Xia Xiaoman finished his words, the terrifying black cloud in the sky, the karmic catastrophe hidden in the cloud, suddenly lit up, and the rumbling sound of thunder was like the roar of a beast.

The pale thunder light was dyed an ominous black after the roar.

Black Tribulation Thunder!

This is a great calamity in the face of sinful monks!

Under the calamity of the great cause, even if the reincarnation is not broken, a monk can be blasted to the ground, disappear in place, and never enter the reincarnation! What's more, this world is five thousand years after the Seven Absolute Empress interrupted the cycle of reincarnation, and Lin Yi will definitely die!

Even if there is no punishment from the elders of Tianjianmen, Lin Yi will die under the great calamity!

as time flows,

Irin's blood keeps flowing.

In the beginning, under the influence of [Distant Utopia], and under the protection of Milian's Noble Phantasm, his injuries could gradually recover.

Ke Yilin went through a series of battles, fighting the Xuanmen cultivator alone. His physical strength, injuries, and consumption finally accumulated to a critical point that was difficult to balance.

Dark haze appeared in front of me, and waves of dizziness, accompanied by boundless exhaustion, came to my mind.

Irin blinked his eyes, and he felt as if he had no strength to open his eyes again in the blink of an eye.

"enough…"

Irin raised her head.

looked at the scene in front of him.

Irin had seen the same scene when he came into contact with the [Organic Book].

He still can't figure out whether the current scene is because "the future is already doomed", or "he took the initiative to direct the future to the established direction", but finally, according to his own wishes, he came here and came to himself The place of death, the time of death.

Lin Yi's voice made Xia Xiaoman turn his head abruptly. When she turned around, her blood-stained, dirty face was already full of tears and turned into a cat.

"I'm sleepy, really."

Lin Yiyi.

Immediately after, Lin Yi's only remaining arm suddenly lit up three circles of mysterious patterns.

Lin started casting spells,

At the same time, the ends of Xia Xiaoman's limbs also lit up with corresponding lines, echoing Lin Yi's spells.

Xia Xiaoman was taken aback.

This situation is very familiar.

This is the little spell they showed her when they were still in the hanging mountain.

…

"Look, I left a 'mark' on your limbs in advance, and when the time comes, I can run the spell, making your limbs as heavy as lead, unable to move, and you can only do whatever you want."

"Ah... what's the use?"

"Yes, why not? At a critical time, these inconspicuous spells can turn things around."

"But this little spell of yours, with a little luck, the younger sister will solve it on her own!"

"You seem to have solved it, but in fact there is no solution, but my next development direction is to adjust the subtle changes of gravity to the point of 'manipulation' like a puppet show."

"Hey, Xiaoman will wait and see! But please, senior brother, would you like to use Xiaoqing to do the experiment? Junior sister wants to see the appearance of Xianhe'er's buttocks flying upside down."

"…it is good."

…

Xia Xiaoman stared blankly at the light on his wrists.

Lin Yi smiled and looked at Xia Xiaoman.

The two of them spoke the name of the spell at the same time with different moods:

"Plumbium."

Xia Xiaoman cried and danced the sword dance in the sky involuntarily.

The Frost Snow Sword burst into a bright light in the air, and the man and the sword became one.

Xia Xiaoman, who was flying high, quickly fell from a height under the control of "Zi Zi Fa·Zhan Hua".

The tip of the sword pointed at Senior Brother Lin Yi's smiling and open arms, as well as his completely defenseless chest.

"After the lead is washed away, this big man will be reborn from the cocoon."

scoff.

The Frost Snow Sword penetrated Lin Yi's chest, and the Frost Spiritual Power exploded and raged in Lin Yi's body, completely emptying the last trace of his health.

Time seems to be completely frozen in this second.

Xia Xiaoman stared blankly at the sword in his hand, the massive amount of blood spurting out from Senior Brother Lin Yi's chest in front of him stained her vision and her life.

I don't know how long,

how long,

how long.

"Senior Brother?"

"Are you kidding me again?"

"You hurry up and live..."

"Everyone will die, you can't..."

"This must be your newly developed little spell..."

Xia Xiaoman slapped Senior Brother Lin Yi's increasingly cold face.

"Don't move..."

"You move fast..."

"Move,"