The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 506 Beheading
"puff!"

When Wan Wushan opened his mouth, he spurted out blood mist, his body seemed to be slammed by a high-speed train, and he rolled away in the sky at a violent speed, leaving behind a dark red blood trail.

Finally, with a thud, his body hit the protective shield of the "Earth" ring again.

Then, the rebounding force of the protective cover directly made it spurt blood again, and bounced to the ground of the ring.

boom!
Like a broken sandbag, Wan Wushan's body fell down and hit the center of the ring hard.

"Cough cough!"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood again, Wan Wushan felt pain and pain all over his body.

However, he still gritted his teeth fiercely, gathered the spiritual power in his body, struggled with his arms, and wanted to stand up from the ground.

But at this moment, Lin Yang descended into the world like a god, and fell straight down from the midair with an invincible posture, at the speed of the missile landing.

That pair of invincible big feet wearing black cloth shoes, like a stone hanging from the sky, was just when Wan Wushan put his hands on the ground and his body opened a punch away from the ground, it was...

boom!
Both feet stepped on Wan Wushan's back fiercely.

The dull pounding sound made the eyelids twitch wildly and the scalp tingle.

Immediately, the weight of Lin Yang's whole body and the huge impact brought by the landing from the air directly made Wan Wushan's complexion suddenly red, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a large amount of blood again, and his face turned pale.

Immediately afterwards, the body that had just been propped up and was a punch away from the ground of the ring, hit the ground again heavily.

This blow was very heavy, and directly caused Wan Wushan's body to be severely injured. Even though the spiritual power in his body was still full, it was very difficult to exert his strength again.

What's more, Lin Yang would not give him a chance to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

"If you want to kill me, you didn't seize the opportunity during the Ascension Trial. Now, you have no chance. I will send you to death."

Lin Yang lowered his head slowly, glanced at Wan Wushan who was lying on the ground with blood constantly spilling from his mouth, and said with a cold snort.

Hearing this, his breathing was disordered, but Wan Wushan, who was conscious, shuddered suddenly, and felt the breath of death, as if hanging three inches above his head, and the whole back of his head was chilly.

Immediately, he wanted to do something.

However, in the current situation, how could Lin Yang give him a chance.

See you soon.

When Lin Yang finished speaking, he suddenly raised the sole of his foot and kicked the side of Wanwu Mountain's waist, just like kicking a football. With Wanwu Mountain's miserable groan, he kicked it up and fell into the air.

Seeing this, Lin Yang's eyes flickered coldly, his face was stern, serious, his palm suddenly stretched out, and with lightning speed, he firmly grasped the dantian of Wan Wushan's abdomen.

"Refine the star magic, suck it for me!"

He yelled in his heart.

Immediately, the refining power of the Star Refining Divine Art gushed out from the palm of his hand, directly covering Wan Wushan's body.

Then, within Wan Wushan's body, in the sea of ​​dantians, and in the physical body, all the existing spiritual power was forcibly plundered and turned into a series of spiritual power threads, which were forcibly drawn out along the acupuncture points all over the body. .

"Pfft, what are you doing? Stop, stop!"

Feeling the crazily pouring out of his body, Wan Wushan spurted out a mouthful of blood and roared loudly.

If he has no cultivation, how can he resist, how can he save his life?

Although he didn't know why he lost so badly at Lin Yang's hands, he knew that as long as he kept his cultivation, he would have a chance to come back.

After all, his cultivation is at the mid-innate peak, two small realms higher than Lin Yang.

However, when Lin Yang saw Wan Wushan struggling, he smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and with his other empty hand, he pulled out his palm and landed on Wan Wushan's face with a very crisp snap.

"Until now, haven't you realized the truth?"

When the words fell, Lin Yang took a deep breath, and the devouring power of the Star Refining Divine Art suddenly increased again.

Immediately, half of Wanwu Mountain's cultivation at the peak of the Xiantian mid-stage was directly plundered, and his realm fell to the level of the peak of the Xiantian early stage, and it was still falling at a crazy speed.

As long as there are three more breaths, it is enough to plunder all the cultivation bases in the body.

"Protector Lin, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. Please, let me go. As long as you let me go, I have many precious cultivation materials in my storage bag. I will give them to you. I just ask you to walk around me." Life."

Feeling the breath of death, Wan Wushan became terrified, and begged Lin Yang loudly for mercy.

Because, he knew that his cultivation base had dropped to such a level that it was impossible for him to struggle in Lin Yang's hands again.

What's more, the cultivation base of Dantian Hai in the body is still passing away rapidly, and even this speaking skill has lost half, which is already lower than Lin Yang's cultivation base, and it is impossible to pose a threat to Lin Yang.

So now, I can only beg for mercy, I hope that Lin Yang has just set foot in the spirit world, and he doesn't know the cruel environment in the world of cultivating the weak and the strong, so he can have the kindness of a woman in his heart and spare his life.

As long as he can survive, he will seek revenge on Lin Yang in the future, there is hope.

"You are dead, everything is mine, so...die!"

Hearing the words of begging for mercy, Lin Yang sneered and spoke lightly.

It is impossible for him to let Wan Wushan go, he must be beheaded.

Because Emperor Ziyang has no benevolence for women.

And the word "die" caused instant despair in Wan Wushan's eyes.

In desperation, his face showed a look of madness, and the spiritual power in his body became fierce like a volcano about to erupt.

He wanted to explode himself!
Lin Yang felt the fluctuations in Wan Wushan's body, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and murderous intent loomed.

If Wan Wushan had directly chosen to blew himself up at the beginning, Lin Yang might have been buried with him.

But now, Wan Wushan's cultivation base has been plundered in sevens and eighties, and it is wishful thinking to want to blew himself up.

Immediately, with a cold snort, Lin Yang pressed on the palm of Wanwushan's dantian, and the suction suddenly became crazy, and in just a moment, all the spiritual power in Wanwushan's body was directly plundered.

Immediately, the energy fluctuations in Wan Wushan's body that were about to self-destruct were extinguished like a draught.

Even Wan Wushan's body shriveled up like a balloon being punctured because of this powerful plunder.

It is the horror of the star-refining divine art, which tyrannically snatches away the essence of life in its body.

Looking at Wanwu Mountain, which looked like a mummy and had lost its vitality, Lin Yang let go of his palm.

Snapped!
The shriveled Wanwushan corpse fell down and hit the ground of the ring, immediately torn to pieces, the scene was horrifying.

In an instant.

Under the arena, among all the Zhenxing Pavilion disciples, the atmosphere froze.

(End of this chapter)