swallow dragon

Lin Yi smiled indifferently, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but this sacred king's weapon of mine was not rewarded by the Supreme Headmaster, but a spoil of war for killing the Holy Son of Bulao Mountain!"

Hearing the sound, Han Fusheng couldn't help but twitched his brows, and couldn't believe his ears.

The holy king's weapon in Lin Yi's hand was actually taken by himself, not a reward from the high-level sect?

One must know that the Holy King Artifact in Han Fusheng's hands was bestowed by the ancestors of the ancient Han family.After the Battle of the South China Sea, the Huanggu Han's family was severely injured, and they especially hoped that Han Fusheng could gain something in the fairyland of good fortune, win the fairy fate, and thus revive the Huanggu Han's family.

Therefore, a holy king's weapon was directly rewarded.

In contrast, Han Fusheng and Lin Yi seem to be on a different level.

The Holy King Artifact in Han Fusheng's hands was rewarded by others.

Lin Yi snatched it with his fists.

Which is higher or lower, at a glance!

"Good, good!"

Han Fu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his face was blue and purple, "I didn't expect that you actually killed the holy son of Bold Mountain, which really surprised me. However, I took the first step, condensed the law of saints, and became a master of the three heavens of saints. Between you and me, the gap is as big as heaven and earth."

Hearing the sound, Lin Yi sneered, the muscles all over his body suddenly bulged, violent power filled his whole body, the strong wind swept in, Lin Yi's black silk was like a waterfall, his eyes were red, and a terrifying murderous aura swept away.

That terrifying power actually faintly overwhelmed Han Fusheng's holy power!

"My majestic Eternal Kalpa Physique is known as the number one physique in the ancient times. How can an ordinary person like you be able to compare it? It's just that I became a saint first. In my eyes, it's not worth mentioning at all."

Lin Yi laughed loudly.

Han Fusheng's breath was suffocated, and he felt the terrifying murderous aura emanating from Lin Yi, and his heartstrings tightened, "Bah! Eternal Tribulation Body, you are just a little bastard who bullies others. In the battle in the South China Sea, if there was no Demon Emperor, the first Dakou helps you, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

"Now that you have come to the Good Fortune Wonderland, you have no backing. I want to see how you can stand against me with your own cultivation!"

Han Fusheng was so angry that he didn't hold back any strength at the moment, he tried his best to pump the blood in his body, a multicolored god chain swelled wildly, and the power of the saint swept away like a wave.

Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, the Qinghong Sword quietly floating in front of him, completely unmoved by Han Fusheng's momentum.

At the same time, outside the valley, several disciples of Huangquan Shimozong stared at Lin Yi in astonishment.

"My God, what did I see? The legendary Eternal Tribulation Body! Tsk tsk, what a terrifying power!"

"Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the Eternal Tribulation Body was killed. In this way, it will be a mystery who wins and who loses!"

"No matter who wins, whoever loses will die in the hands of our Huangquan Shimozong! At that time, I will definitely refine the corpses of the eternal body and the immortal body into a superb corpse puppet!"

The disciples of Huangquan Shimozong were extremely excited.

The holy son from the dark demon clan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Lin Yi in the sky without blinking, with a stern expression on his face.

High in the sky, Han Fusheng, who had finished gaining momentum, suddenly swayed his body, with hundreds of thousands of clones, filling the space with a radius of thousands of feet, and the crowd surged straight towards Lin Yi to strangle him!

"Small tricks, unrefined!"

Lin Yi remained motionless and snorted coldly.

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang...

Immediately, a series of clashing sounds of gold and iron rang out, and hundreds of clones desperately waved the holy king weapon in their hands, chopping at Lin Yi's body, and immediately the gold and iron collided, making a loud bang.

Zi Feiyu, Dong Linye, Ji Xu and the others all gasped, their pupils constricted.

However, at the next moment, something astonishing happened—hundreds of clones were completely ineffective against Lin Yi's attack. They couldn't even tear Lin Yi's skin, let alone severely injure Lin Yi! ,

"If it is stored in one place, I might still be afraid."

"There are hundreds of clones, and the attack power has dropped sharply. It is difficult to cause damage to me!"

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth raised, and the golden energy and blood suddenly swelled, rumbling... Immediately, the golden ocean gathered in one place, setting off a huge wave, and all the avatars involved in it were instantly torn apart and died.

"What? My clone is completely ineffective against the Eternal Tribulation Body?"

Han Fusheng was startled, and took a breath, "It's totally impossible! With my current level of cultivation, coupled with the holy king weapon, the attack power is extremely terrifying. Even if it is divided into hundreds of thousands, it is not something that ordinary saints can do." To counteract, now, this Eternal Tribulation Body is only half a step into the realm of Shenyuan, how could it be possible to block my attack only by relying on the physical body?"

Han Fusheng was shocked.

Immediately, instead of wasting the energy of the avatars for nothing, he gave a low drink and merged all the avatars into one.There was a look of misery on his face.

"I'm sorry, although I'm only half-step in the realm of divine origin, but I'm a majestic Eternal Tribulation Physique, and my physical strength is already comparable to that of a holy soldier. Your avatar wants to hurt me, but it's wishful thinking!"

Smiling faintly, Lin Yi looked at Han Fusheng, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Next, it's my turn!"

Suddenly, Lin Yibo let out a shout, and unleashed the Nine Dragon Capturing Hands, gathering all the endless golden energy and blood in one place, condensing them into a huge golden dragon claw, and catching Han Fusheng down!

"drink!"

Han Fusheng didn't dare to be careless, hurriedly urged the holy king weapon in his hand, and resisted it with all his strength.

boom……

There was only a deafening explosion, and the huge golden dragon claws directly grabbed Han Fusheng and his magic weapon, and grabbed it tightly.

Immediately, Han Fusheng's face was contorted, blood was bleeding from his mouth.

"The holy chain, tear it apart!"

In desperation, Han Fusheng immediately urged the five-color chain with all his strength, trying to break free.

"kill!"

Lin Yi was experienced in many battles, so naturally he would not give up this sudden opportunity easily. With a low shout, the Qinghong sword immediately turned into a stream of light and shot straight towards Han Fusheng's head.

puff...

Hearing the sound of tearing flesh and blood, Han Fusheng managed to avoid the critical point at the critical moment, but there was a hole of flesh and blood the size of a bowl in his chest.

"Happy! Han Fusheng, a little bastard, probably never dreamed that he would have such a day!"

"Han Fusheng used to be bullying and shouted at us, but now he has fallen into Brother Lin's hands, and he has no power to fight back. It really relieves us!"

"Chop up this little bastard, and dare to touch my woman..."

Zi Feiyu, Dong Linye, Ji Xu and others watched the battle in the sky excitedly, dancing with joy.

Outside the valley, several disciples of Huangquan Shimozong all gasped, their faces turning blue.