Lord of Devour

The powerful sword energy tore apart all the strongest blows after the word "Tao" was shattered, and the dazzling purple became the only one in the black-robed monk's sight.

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A black glow burst out from the body of the black-robed monk, and the large black robe on his body trembled violently at the moment when the dazzling purple light descended.However, even so, it was still difficult to conceal a crisp sound coming from the black-robed monk.

With the sound of this sound, the black-robed monk's entire right arm was thrown far away, and then it was completely torn apart by the strong sword energy.

"Ah!" The black-robed monk screamed in pain, his right arm flew away, and a violent sword energy was raging in his body, and the severe pain made him curl up like a cooked shrimp Body.

"It's so strong." Feeling the powerful blow before, the light in Ling Lin's eyes flickered, looking at the pink and harmless Zi Lin beside him, there was a glimmer of excitement on his face.He finally understood why in the place of inheritance, the god master would say that after Zilin wakes up, he will be a great help to Ling Lin.

The powerful blow before was by no means inferior to the power displayed by Ling Lin himself holding the purple blood sword, and it was coupled with such a powerful power of the soul.At this time, Zilin doesn't look like a weapon spirit at all, but like an old monster who has been immersed in the immortal state for many years!

"His black robe is so strange." The attack that turned the word "Tao" into pieces was torn apart with one blow, and the monk in black robe was also seriously injured. However, Zi Lin seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and wrinkled his nose slightly, looking at The black-robed monk wore a loose black robe and spoke softly.

"Very strong defense." Hearing this, Ling Lin nodded.If it weren't for this weird black robe before, in Zilin's powerful blow, the current black-robed monk would not have paid such an easy price with an arm.But in order to weaken Zi Lin's blow, this strange black robe is not completely free.At least, at this time, the black robe on the empty right arm of the black-robed monk has completely disappeared. Obviously, this strange defensive magic weapon has also suffered a lot of trauma.

"The puppet of the ancestral realm, something that contains the breath of heaven." Ling Lin's eyes slowly swept across the black-robed monk curled up and the blood of heaven in front of him, and his voice sounded unhurriedly, "I got this Things, I think your cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds."

Ling Lin's words fell, and the black-robed cultivator who was trembling suddenly trembled violently, and then his figure seemed to freeze, stagnating strangely.

"The third temple, the sixth temple." Ling Lin whispered to himself, and suddenly set his eyes on the black-robed monk, and there was a hint of danger between his eyes, "Do you know that the inheritor of the sixth temple is now here?" where?"

Whether it is the inheritors of the third temple or the sixth temple, they are all the minions of heaven, and giving them a certain amount of time can completely allow them to reach the ancestral realm.However, the three major temples have not been open for a long time now, just like the black-robed monk who has obtained the inheritance of the third temple in front of him only has the cultivation base of the Broken Dao Realm.The cultivation base of the inheritor who has obtained the Sixth Temple will definitely not be too high, and if he is as good as the sky, he has just broken through the indestructible state.

Killing a monk who has just broken through the Immortal Realm, or a monk who has not even reached the Immortal Realm, and killing a powerful existence in the Ancestral Realm are completely two concepts.Although time is very tight for Ling Lin, if given the opportunity, Ling Lin will not hesitate to completely wipe out these two future ancestral monks from this world.

"Do you think you can beat me?" At this moment, the figure of the black-robed monk who was lying in mid-air with a weak breath suddenly moved.At the same time, the black robe on his body was released like a dark cloud, covering Ling Lin.

"Cut!" The black robe came towards Ling Lin, but before Ling Lin could make a move, Zi Lin waved his small hand, and a sword light soaring into the sky came out from the void again, cutting towards the black cloud-like black robe .At the same time that Zi Lin made a move, Ling Lin moved towards the inheritor of the third temple.

"Blood sacrifice!" After the black robe left the body, a cloud of blood clouded the inheritor of the third temple.The blood mist condensed and did not disperse quickly, and quickly transformed into a tower-shaped imprint, and then gradually imprinted on his forehead.The imprint was glowing with blood, and on the now pale face of the inheritor of the third temple, there was a glint of blood shining, which made it even more monstrous.

The blood light was flickering, echoing the third temple in the distance that had turned into a size of hundreds of feet.

Boom!

The third shrine suddenly shook, and a blood light emanated from the tower, covering the pale-faced black-robed monk.

"Want to leave?" Seeing the blood light piercing the space, Ling Lin's eyes were fixed, and the speed was extremely fast, not much slower than the blood light.The third temple is a super treasure, and the black-robed cultivator sacrificed a powerful defensive magic weapon to stop him, presumably because he wanted to get away.And the only way to escape is naturally the third temple.

Don't let this blood glow cover it first!A cold light flashed in Ling Lin's eyes.He knew that if the blood glow covered the black-robed monk, he might not have the chance to kill him today.

The Purple Blood Sword in his hand trembled, and gorgeous purple light gushed out from the Purple Blood Sword.

In mid-air, it seemed that an unusually gorgeous purple light rain was falling, with a different kind of beauty.But for the black-robed monk, this gorgeous purple light rain is no less than a reminder.If he was completely covered by the purple light rain that filled the sky, no matter how many tricks he had, he would probably end up with only one person today.

"Ah!" Under the crisis of life and death, the black-robed monk raised his head to the sky and howled, like a ferocious beast that had reached a desperate situation.And amidst his howling, the faintly jumping tower-shaped imprint on his forehead was flashing with blood.The speed of the blood light that originally shot out from the bloody pagoda also accelerated a bit.

Rumble!

The gorgeous purple light rain descended, and with the descending of the purple light rain, all the space within a few miles centered on the black-robed monk collapsed.The sky was full of purple beams howling, and the powerful sword energy was released, even the four of Jun Yu in the distance couldn't help but shake their hearts.

Within a few miles, some remaining Yin spirits were all wiped out by this powerful sword energy.But the black-robed cultivator at the center of the purple light rain is now making a final fight for life and death!

"Block me!" The black-robed monk yelled frantically with a bronze mirror in his hand.The bronze mirror trembled, releasing a layer of brown light curtain to protect the whole body of the black-robed monk.But at the moment when the purple light rain all over the sky came, the powerful bronze mirror trembled crazily.

clack clack...

Soon, the trembling reached its peak, and then fine cracks began to appear in the bloodshot eyes of the black-robed monk.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The bronze mirror was collapsing, and the thin brown light curtain around the black-robed monk was shaking extremely violently at this time, and even began to collapse along with the bronze mirror amidst the violent shaking.

In the line of sight, that touch of touching purple is getting closer and closer to the body, and the madness in the eyes of the black-robed monk is getting stronger and stronger...

Finally, all the copper mirrors collapsed, and the brown light curtain, the only protective force around the black-robed monk, also disappeared, and the purple light rain that was not hindered by anything descended mightily.

"Ah!" Shrouded in purple light rain, the black-robed monk screamed in pain.This seems to be a gorgeous light rain, but only the black-robed monk under the light rain can know what kind of pain it is.This little rain of light is no less than a powerful sword energy. Tens of thousands of rain of light envelop the body, which is equivalent to receiving a thousand cuts in this instant.

call……

Under the rain of purple light, the aura of the black-robed monk quickly weakened.However, at this moment, the blood light that shot out from the blood-colored pagoda finally arrived.When the blood light came, it directly dispersed the purple rain of light around the black-robed monk, enveloping it all.

"Death!" Looking at the bloody glow, the figure of the black-robed monk gradually became blurred.Ling Lin raised his eyes, and the purple blood sword in his hand whizzed out again, and a bright purple sword-shaped beam of light suddenly bombarded towards the blood light.

Bang!

The blood glow covering the black-robed monk's body trembled under the bombardment, but it didn't collapse.And in the blood glow, the black-robed monk who had passed out at this moment spat out a mouthful of blood again amidst the violent shock.The breath that was already weak weakened again.

"Almost." Sensing the almost extremely weak aura of the black-robed monk, Ling Lin couldn't help sighing.With a gap of one step, as long as the blood light came one step later, even if it was a breath longer, the black-robed monk at this time would have been wiped out long ago.Even if the blood glow hadn't disappeared so quickly after covering the black-robed cultivator, even if he was in the blood glow, Ling Lin was sure to shock him to death!

Unfortunately, these are just ifs after all.At this time, there was no trace of the black-robed monk and the blood glow in the place where the purple light rain fell before.

Boom!

Baizhang's third temple suddenly shook at this moment, and a powerful force swept out from it. With the sound of "crash", the surrounding space was once again shattered into pieces.With a flash of blood, the third temple disappeared in the broken space in an instant.

"Although he didn't die, he was severely injured like this, and it's not so easy to recover." Looking at the place where the third temple disappeared, Ling Lin murmured to himself.The previous black-robed monk had already reached the verge of death, and if it was replaced by other monks, such a serious injury might be fatal directly.Although it is impossible for the black-robed monk who has received the inheritance of the third temple to die like this, it is definitely not a simple matter to recover.