"Come together? I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want."

Lin Yun was wearing a blue shirt, his expression was arrogant, and he looked at Jiang Ziyao and the others coldly.

I am invincible, you are free!

Lin Yun has said this sentence many times, but this time, his voice was the lowest, but he just understated it and glanced up.

The shock that can be caused, but it makes the scalp numb, unimaginable.

Nine thousand pieces of silk cloth rose up, supporting Lin Yun's half-step Haoyang Sword Intent, and the entire sky was dyed into a golden glow by this Sword Intent.

Just at this moment, a golden light flew out from the incomplete body of Young Master Tianshu.

That golden light is shining, contains divinity, and exudes an extremely powerful and terrifying aura.

Swish!

The golden light roared away, breaking through the sky like a meteor, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"It's the mark of the gods!"

"Young Master Tianshu is really dead!"

"Something happened."

Many monks all exclaimed, looking extremely frightened.

With the status of the young master of the book, he must have the protection of the gods in the Jueying Temple, and he will definitely be given the imprint of the gods to save his life before coming.

Originally, Young Master Tianshu was torn in half, and many people were still holding on to luck.

I don't think he really died, at most he was seriously injured. After all, he was blessed by the gods and had a chance to heal slowly.

The separation of Tuoba Hong's flesh and blood was terrifying before, but he didn't lose his life after all.

But seeing this distant imprint of the gods, everyone's expressions changed.

Son of Heaven is really dead!

Lin Yun was too ruthless and shot too fast, and before the imprint of the gods could react, he was torn into two halves and the holy source was destroyed.

"How could this be... Lin Yun... You are so bold."

Jiang Ziyao's hand holding the sword was trembling, he looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, and said in a daze, "You have caused a catastrophe!"

Shangguan Jue and Bai Zhanli were immediately dumbfounded. They were the divine disciples of Jueying Temple, and they never thought that someone would really kill them.

What is the status of Young Master Tianshu!

That is the chief of the Temple of Shadows. To this step, the Temple of Shadows does not know how much resources have been poured into it.

"Burning Playboy, you're crazy!"

Shangguan Jue looked at Lin Yun, his face pale.

Lin Yun stood in the void and sneered: "Don't you always call this rule fair? What? Now it feels unfair again?"

"Destroy the funeral flowers first, and then fight for the lotus platform. Didn't you all shout together? Don't play if you can't afford it!"

His face was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

Jiang Ziyao's throat was stuck, his face blushed, angry and angry.

Lin Yun's words, like a heavy slap in the face, slapped him directly in the face.

Because these words were spoken by Jiang Ziyao himself!

boom!

Just when the expressions of several people changed, Daozong Qin Yun, who was lying on the ground, let out a shrill scream, and then Shengyuan exploded with a bang.

Whoosh!

The next moment, another imprint of the gods roared up, breaking through the sky and leaving.

Everyone was stunned!

Jiang Ziyao and the others, who had only dared to argue with Lin Yun for a few words, had their faces changed drastically, and they could no longer speak.

The cultivators from the four directions looked at Qin Yun in astonishment, with doubts in their eyes.

No one thought Qin Yun would die!

A hole was opened in his chest, which is not a fatal injury at all for a holy realm powerhouse.

The powerhouses in the holy realm are already extraordinary and holy, and even if their heads are beheaded, they will not die immediately.

The vitality is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. A hole in the chest is a serious injury. It will take three months at most, and at least ten days will recover.

But Qin Yun was still dead.

Others don't quite know how Qin Yun died, but Venerable Xuankong can see it clearly.

That was the sword intent that Lin Yun deliberately left in the opponent's body. The sword intent contained two holy fires of yin and yang, which tortured the opponent to death little by little.

Even the imprint of the gods can't resist this kind of vitality, and can only watch Qin Yun lose his vitality.

Venerable Xuankong secretly said in his heart, this Lin Yun must have played against divine disciples before and was restricted by the imprint of the divine spirit.

Then he thought of a way to deal with the imprint of the gods, but he has never used it, which does not mean that he really does not have the means to clean up the other party.

Venerable Xuankong looked at Ji Zixi and sighed softly: "Is this guy always doing things this way? Whether it is the Temple of Shadows or the Taoist Sect, it is not a force to be provoked, and there are strong ancestors. No one dared to touch their chief for many years."

Ji Zixi didn't answer directly, but looked at Venerable Xuankong and said, "Sir, does this have anything to do with Lin Yun's style of doing things?"

Venerable Xuankong smiled and said, "Is it okay? This kid is your sweetheart, that's what you said."

Ji Zixi rarely blushes or shyness, just said seriously: "This has nothing to do with whether Brother Lin is my sweetheart or not. I only know that even if Brother Lin lets these people go, they will not let Brother Lin go."

"In the ancient battlefield, they designed Big Brother Lin once. If you are not careful, Big Brother Lin will die in the hands of the Golden-Eyed Spirit King. Big Brother Lin had the ability to fight back at that time, but he just endured it and arrived at the desolate dojo, and then What? These people are still aggressive, clamoring to destroy the funeral flowers first, and then compete for the lotus dais... Is there any mercy?"

Venerable Xuankong was startled for a moment, he was surprised that these words would come from the mouth of a little girl Ji Zixi.

"That being the case, why should Big Brother Lin show mercy to them? It has nothing to do with Big Brother Lin's style of doing things. He is a sword cultivator, and he only got to this point with one breath. After leaving Kunlun, this breath will never be extinguished. "Ji Zixi said sternly.

Venerable Xuankong smiled and said: "You girl, you can understand these truths at a young age, which surprises the old man. Then tell me, why don't they understand such a simple truth?"

Ji Zixi looked at Qin Yun's corpse on the Taoist platform and pondered: "Because they are used to being high above, unless they are on the same level as them, they will never look directly."

"They bully you, you can't backhand. If you dare to backhand, it's a big treason, and it's a big fault. If they stop, it's the greatest mercy for you, and you should be grateful."

Venerable Xuankong said, "You're right, you're used to being high above."

rock!

At this moment, a sudden change appeared on the platform.

But it was Tuoba Hong who fell to the ground. When everyone's eyes were attracted by Qin Yun's body, he took the opportunity to get up and run away from the Taoist platform.

Right now, he was in the appearance of Howling Moon Sirius, with all fours on the ground, as fast as a silver lightning bolt.

Lin Yun's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he printed a palm across the air.

Clang clang!

This palm caused the silk cloth behind him to ring like a wind chime, and the heaven and the earth were filled with extremely loud sword sounds.

Pfft!

Tuoba Hong whimpered and rolled for several laps, his huge body was forcibly beaten and kept shrinking, and his vitality went crazy.

When he stabilized his body, he was no different from an ordinary puppy.

Just as Lin Yun was about to continue his shot, he found that it had already left the Taoist platform, so he stopped.

Wang Wang Wang!

"Tuoba Hong" barked fiercely at Lin Yun a few times, no different from barking, without the majesty of wild beasts.

This scene shocked everyone on the spot, and the eyes of many monks almost fell.

After waking up, everyone burst into laughter. "It turned out to be a dog..."

"What I said before the funeral was right."

"It's too miserable, the dignified and desolate beast, Howling Moon Sirius, was beaten into a dog."

"Tuoba Hong, his fame is ruined!"

...

Tuoba Hong became angry, anxious and angry, and wanted to scold a few words.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, it was: "Wang Wang Wang..."

It screamed with a flushed face, and the more so, the more people laughed.

After all, I was extremely ashamed, and walked away in a state of embarrassment, never daring to look back.

"I give up..."

Jiang Ziyao reacted and immediately opened his mouth to abstain.

But the last word could not be uttered.

Lin Yun was staring at him!

He just opened his mouth, and the silk cloth with the Canglong divine pattern and the silk cloth marked with the Phoenix divine pattern flew out at the same time.

Like a dragon and phoenix chain, the six thousand strands of cloth burst into the air, and in the blink of an eye tied him in midair, unable to move.

"Anyone can abstain, you can't!"

Lin Yun stared at each other and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the monks in Tianjian Tower and Jueying Temple, with their faces changed, each vacated and retreated.

"Lin Yun, get around me... I won't abstain, you can just abolish my cultivation. I will never trouble you!"

"As long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!"

Jiang Ziyao struggled desperately and kept begging for mercy, but Lin Yun's face was calm, but he secretly worked hard to keep entangling the cloth.

Ka Ka Ka!

After a while, Ayabu squeezed the opponent's flesh and blood, and then slowly crushed the bones.

This is his way of cracking the imprint of the gods, or it is a lightning shot to kill the opponent before the imprint can react.

Or a little torture, so the imprint of the gods can't play.

After all, it's just a mark of the gods.

This process didn't last long, Jiang Ziyao's body exploded with a bang, and the imprint of the gods rushed to the sky and left the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

"Occupy the lotus platform."

Lin Yun looked back at the three of Lin Jiangxian, Xiong Tian Nan and Ao Jue, and said calmly.

The three of them did not respond.

The nine places that should have been fiercely contested were not only not fierce, but five were vacated.

With one sword and one sword, Lin Yun wiped out all the people in several immortal holy places.

Of the six great evildoers, one was beaten into a dog, two had their arms cut off, and the remaining three all fell.

Even Venerable Xuankong could not have imagined this change.

The assessment of other realms, I am afraid that no one can think of it.

"Absolutely, five of the ten places are empty, and the remaining five are all brought out by Lin Yun."

"If the Feast of Desolation begins, other people in the examination room will definitely drop their jaws."

"I'm afraid that the reputation of Burial Playboy will be completely spread. In the Three Thousand Great Realm, there is a peerless sword cultivator that no one can ignore!"

"He must become a disciple of Tianhuang Divine Ancestor, or he will die without a doubt. Daozong, Jueying Temple, and Tianjian Tower are all hilarious."

Looking at the four people occupying the lotus platform, the monks from all sides spoke freely, and without exception, they were all filled with emotion.

To this day, it still feels like a dream.

I am invincible, you are free, I am afraid that it will not be forgotten for a long time.

The people of the six immortal holy places looked at Lin Yun indignantly.

They were very unconvinced, looked at Lin Yun with resentment, and clamored for the ability to go to the feast of the wilderness, and they dared to say these words.