The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 475 Dan Cheng
The later cultivators, seeing the crowd rushing towards the top of the mountain, were unwilling to lag behind. Without the slightest hesitation, they set foot on the mountain, unfolded all their cultivation bases, and chased after them frantically.

And the bucket-thick purple thunder shattered a one-meter-thick rock layer and appeared above Lin Yang's head.

Lin Yang raised his pale face abruptly, with a fierce and cold look in his eyes.

"I, Emperor Ziyang, mere Lei Ting, you dare to die!"

A deep roar came from Lin Yang's mouth.

Then, he flicked his long sleeves, and a cold light shot out, flying towards the purple thunder.

It is a three-inch fish intestine sword.

The Fish Intestine Sword fell into the air, swelled against the wind, and directly turned into a long sword of Zhang Xu, trying to block the gap in the alchemy room blasted away by the purple thunder.

However, the ferocious purple thunder did not have the slightest cowardice. With a violent energy aura, it bombarded down at an unmatched speed, and landed directly on the sword body of Yuchang Sword, like galactic water falling from the sky, hitting a boulder.

Immediately, tiny purple thunderbolts, like splashing water droplets, splashed crazily from the sword body of Yuchangjian in all directions, forming a brilliant purple thunderbolt dome above Lin Yang's head .

boom!
boom!
……

The energy of the tiny thunderbolt was also astonishing. It bombarded the surrounding stone walls, directly smashing the stone walls, blasting the entire temporary cave, and completely tearing the mountain where the cave was located.

A large number of boulders were blown away, rolling down the mountain along the mountain, with an astonishing momentum.

At this moment, many cultivators who were only 50 meters away from Lin Yang's location saw the boulder approaching, not only did not look surprised, but were overjoyed.

They can be sure that the place where the thunder strikes must be where the treasure is.

Without the slightest hesitation, countless cultivators rose into the sky all over the mountains and plains, their fists were radiant and their swords were sharp. After breaking down all the boulders that fell, their bodies turned into a gust of wind, and after bombarding towards the thunder, the dust and smoke filled the sky. Scorch the top of the mountain and leave.

And amidst the dust and smoke, there was a click, clear and crisp.

Impressively, he saw a crack quietly appearing on Zhang Xu's Fish Intestine Sword, gradually spreading all over the sword body.

"break!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Yang's mouth, his face was as pale as paper, without the slightest trace of blood.

However, his eyes were bright and glowed with a strong cold light. With a cold drink, he slammed his sword finger towards Yuchang Feijian.

boom!
The last bit of thunder that remained shattered directly, turning into tiny purple lightning bolts, which came out of the dust and flew towards the surroundings. Immediately, several screams were heard.

Lin Yang's heart shuddered, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

From the screaming sound, it can be heard that many cultivators who saw the vision are already only a short distance away.

However, without paying much attention, he lowered his head and looked at the half-meter-high Purple Gold Pill Stove.

In the alchemy furnace, a round white pill was quietly suspended in the middle of the alchemy furnace.

"open!"

There was a low and cold drink in his mouth.

He just raised his palm and grabbed it towards the lid of the alchemy furnace.

Immediately, the furnace cover was raised, and a stream of white brilliance burst out from the mouth of the alchemy furnace.

Then, this white brilliance turned into a stream of white light, soaring into the sky, as if wanting to escape, the speed was extremely fast.

Seeing this, Lin Yang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

The palm he grabbed out of the air immediately turned over, and grabbed the flying white brilliance.

Immediately, he saw that the white brilliance soaring to the sky was fixed in the air after only rushing five meters high.

Then, at a fast speed, the white pill shot back backwards.

"boom!"

Lin Yang closed his palms together, holding the white pill in his palms.

"Hand over the treasure, or you will die."

A yellow-haired middle-aged foreigner, wearing a black gown, nondescript, unexpectedly rushed into the dusty cave area at this moment, and saw Lin Yang grabbing a white brilliance into his hand.

Immediately, his eyes were red and he shouted in anger.

I thought that the first person to step on the top of the mountain would be the first to get this treasure that turned out to be out of the sky, but he never thought that he would see a young man snatching the treasure.

Even a mere young man dared to compete with him, it was purely courting death.

Without the slightest hesitation, after drinking heavily, he raised his palm, and a gust of wind swirled between his palms, turning into several three-inch-long sharp wind knives. With a flick of his wrist, the wind knives moved at a terrifying speed. He shot towards Lin Yang.

This is clearly to take Lin Yang's life, and then seize the Xiantian Good Fortune Pill.

"court death!"

Lin Yang sat cross-legged on the stone bed, above his head, the zhangxu fish intestine sword had turned into three inches in length, hanging by his side, on the sword body, there were tiny cracks all over it, it seemed that it would be completely broken in the next moment.

Hearing the roar of the middle-aged man with yellow hair, he turned his head slowly, and saw several wind blades coming to kill him, very ferocious.

Immediately, he snorted coldly, stood up, clenched his palms violently, and punched the wind blade that was coming quickly.

call!
The fist wind was harsh, and the squeezed air made bursts of explosion sounds.

Then, above Lin Yang's fist, a fist light like a steel bowl rushed out, pulled out a black air channel, and slammed towards the several wind blades flying towards him.

boom!
The wind blade and the fist light collided in the blink of an eye, collapsed directly, turned into a whirlwind again, and quickly disappeared into the air.

The light of the fist dimmed a little, without stopping at all, it continued to strike hard at the middle-aged man with yellow hair.

"how is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Huang-fa was stunned suddenly, never expecting that Lin Yang's punch could block his wind blade.

You know, his wind blade is more than enough to kill Huaguo martial arts practitioners in the middle stage of Huajin.

How can a mere boy have the strength to crush the wind knife?
But the fist light had come, he didn't dare to think too much, kicked his feet suddenly, and moved backwards crazily.

However, the speed of Lin Yang's fist is too terrifying, how could his speed be comparable.

In the blink of an eye, a fist glow appeared on the chest of the middle-aged man with yellow hair, and was directly printed on his chest.

"puff!"

After the middle-aged man with yellow hair let out a shrill scream, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was like a sandbag, and he drew an arc towards the top of the mountain at this moment, and flew backwards.

"It didn't explode!"

Seeing the middle-aged man with yellow hair flying away, Lin Yang narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly, sensing the situation in his body.

Immediately, he saw that in the vast bowl-shaped sea of ​​dantians, there was only one teaspoon of spiritual power left, which was close to being exhausted.

But at this time, he could feel that there were a large number of martial arts practitioners around him, like locusts, frantically rushing towards where he was.

Moreover, further away, there are many practitioners, and there is a steady stream.

(End of this chapter)