Lord of Devour

If Yuanli is a mass of liquid flowing in the monk's body, then the soul is the container for storing these liquids. The stronger the power of the soul, the more Yuanli can be stored in the monk's body.

At this time, even Ling Lin couldn't help being a little shocked by the power of the soul that suddenly emerged from the Purple Blood Sword.Ling Lin's own soul power is already very strong, not even weaker than some immortal monks.But compared to the power of the soul that suddenly appeared, it was still slightly inferior.The strength of this soul power, among the monks Ling Lin met, only Toro could beat it.

"Brother." Just as Ling Lin's eyes were serious, the power of the soul began to fluctuate, and a call full of surprise rang in Ling Lin's ear.At the same time, a child wearing a purple robe who looked somewhat similar to Ling Lin appeared in front of Ling Lin.

"Zi Lin?" Ling Lin asked in surprise.You can't blame Ling Lin for this, it's really because the appearance of Zi Lin at this time has changed too much from the last time Ling Lin saw it.The body that was originally only five or six years old has now become the size of a ten-year-old child.And more importantly, Zi Lin's illusory body has now been solidified.

"Brother doesn't know Zi Lin anymore." Seeing the suspicion in Ling Lin's eyes, Zi Lin pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly.

"Zilin has grown up, it's too late for brother to be happy." Rubbing Zilin's head, Ling Lin said with a smile.Feeling the sense of reality coming from under the palm, the smile on Ling Lin's face became even wider.He knew that Zilin had really transformed at this time.Transforming from an illusory body to today's real body, this is a rather incredible change for Qi Ling.Moreover, the spirits with real bodies are all quite powerful existences.Because artifact spirits with a real body are obviously even rarer than treasures beyond the Broken Realm.

For example, the artifact spirit that was wiped out by Toro in the star ruler has not reached the point of the real body.Otherwise, even Toro would not be able to erase it at all.It can be said that each of these weapon spirits is equivalent to the existence of a powerful monk.

Boom!

At this moment, in the distance, a shocking air wave rose.Ling Lin had previously slashed out a sword shadow with the purple blood sword in his hand, and finally landed on the black-robed monk.Even with the golden glow on his body, under Ling Lin's sword, the black-robed monk was still thrown backwards, and the golden glow on his body was much weaker.If it weren't for the existence of this golden light, even under Ling Lin's sword, the black-robed monk might be wiped out directly.

After all, the power of the purple blood sword that has only recovered [-]% and the purple blood sword that has been recovered by [-]% is absolutely different.Sixty percent of the Zixue Sword is not weaker than the Xingchen Ruler at all, and even the power exerted in Ling Lin's hands is stronger than Yun Yun holding the Xingchen Ruler at that time.Relying on the Purple Blood Sword, Ling Lin's combat power, which had already reached the Immortal Realm, soared by a large margin.

The black-robed monk was sent flying by Ling Lin's sword, but at the next moment, the black-robed monk stabilized his flying body.After the eyes opened and closed, they rushed towards Ling Lin again.At the same time, a talisman paper appeared in his hand again.Just like the talisman paper with the word "Tian" carved on it before, this talisman paper at this time is almost exactly the same as the previous one. The only difference is that what is written on this talisman paper is not the word "Tian", but a huge The "Tao!"

An aura belonging to the Dao of Heaven swept out again, and many ghosts were obliterated in the surrounding area under the light of Ling Lin's devouring power and the golden light on the black-robed monk before.After the breath of heaven swept away, he screamed even more, and the breath was extremely frightening.

call……

The talisman paper burned, and a dark red flame surrounded the entire talisman paper.On the talisman paper, the huge character "Tao" was jumping in the flames.With the flame burning, the aura of heaven emanating from it became clearer and stronger as the talisman paper gradually burned out.

"Ling Lin be careful!" In the distance, Jun Yu's eyes were fixed.The previous word "Heaven" is no less than the full blow of an ordinary immortal monk.The coercion emanating from the word "Tao" is even stronger, and even he must concentrate on the faint oppressive force.

There was a word "Tao" on his head, and the golden light on the black-robed monk had disappeared.But even so, with the word "Tao" floating above his head, no ghost around him dared to approach.Just like that, the black-robed monk rushed towards Ling Lin quickly, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"It's really annoying." Ling Lin's eyes narrowed slightly as he paused for a moment on the word "Tao" on the top of the black-robed monk's head.At this time, the black-robed monk who had obtained the inheritance of the third temple was not yet in Ling Lin's eyes, but the strange and powerful treasures gave Ling Lin some headaches.Just like the word "Heaven" before, the powerful golden light, and the word "Tao" now.

Relying on these different and powerful treasures, that is, Ling Lin, it is very likely that he would be defeated by the black-robed monk instead of other immortal monks.After all, although his cultivation base is not strong, these treasures are definitely powerful enough to threaten the immortal monks.

"Death!" Suddenly, the black-robed cultivator yelled violently, and the word "Tao" floating above his head also exploded amidst the yelling, turning into a shocking blow, and slammed towards Ling Lin fiercely.

With the experience of the word "heaven" before, Ling Lin had already prepared for the scene in front of him.With a slight shake of the Purple Blood Sword in his hand, a mighty sword energy condensed in it, and as long as Ling Lin had a thought, it could burst out from it and turn into a shocking attack.

"Execute." The moment Ling Lin was about to strike the black-robed monk with the powerful sword energy contained in the Zixue Sword, Zi Lin's immature but extremely majestic voice resounded beside Ling Lin.At the same time, a reduced version of the illusory purple blood sword appeared in front of Zi Lin.Zi Lin's eyes opened and closed gently, and his fingertips flicked on the illusory Zixue sword.The original reduced version of the illusory Purple Blood Sword solidified in an instant, and a mighty wave condensed from it.

"Go." With a flick of his fingertips on the miniature Zixue Sword, Zi Lin said calmly.Under his fingertips, the reduced version of the purple blood sword that was floating quietly suddenly turned into a shocking purple awn when the words fell, and suddenly hit the powerful blow formed after the word "Tao" was shattered. To stab.

Rumble!

The sky shook, the tens of thousands of feet of space created by Jun Yu trembled violently at this moment.In mid-air, the gorgeous purple light was bright, and the mighty sword energy gradually dispelled the powerful attack transformed into the word "Tao".

"No!" The black-robed monk looked at the rapidly expanding purple in his sight and screamed in despair.