Eternal Martial Emperor

Chapter 3483 The number of clones of the Purple Wing Mad!

Shen Wuluo's admonition did not make Lin Yun give up. Lin Yun still worked non-stop to crack the formation for Shen Wuluo, wanting to rescue him.

In Shen Wuluo's view, Lin Yun and the others were undoubtedly hitting rocks with pebbles. After all, he knew what terrifying things existed here.

Although his body is imprisoned here, his spiritual consciousness is still strong, and he can feel the breath of Lin Yun and others.

In his cognition, Lin Yun is just a first-class martial arts, and the rest of the people are also in the realm between the martial arts and the half-step martial arts.

"Sect Master, people are coming soon!"

Lan Fengyuan hurriedly yelled. They saw a large number of figures emerging from the various rooms in this deep passage. Now everyone was watching, trying to see how many enemies there were and which ones were in the tomb. member.

"Thirty seconds." Lin Yun's hand speed has become extremely fast, almost producing an afterimage, and he is racing against time.

At this moment, Lan Fengyuan and others suddenly exclaimed, because they finally saw clearly who the enemy was coming.

"Sect Master... so many... so many purple-winged madmen!"

Listening to the voices of the others, Lin Yun also reacted immediately.

The ability of the Purple Wing Mad Demon was able to split into clones, fearing that there were a large number of clones in the base of the entire tomb.

"How many are there?" Lin Yun asked. If the number is not large, they can still fight, or even looting here.

Previously, the door of each room was protected by a special formation, which could prevent the breath in the room from leaking.

Probably it was the actions of Lin Yun and others that caught the attention of the Purple Wing Mad Demon clones, so after they came out of the room, Lin Yun could also feel the breath of these clones.

These avatars of the Purple Wing Madness, although on the surface, they all have the realm of a first-class martial sage, but their vitality reserves and strength are actually only the level of a first-class martial sage.

"Hundreds." Lan Fengyuan gave a rough estimate, and he was relieved. If there are only a few hundred, they can still deal with it easily.

However, Shen Wuluo suddenly spoke, speaking astonishingly.

"Lin Yun, you have to hurry up, it's just the tip of the iceberg... The number of clones of the Purple Wing Madness here has exceeded one million!"

As soon as Shenwu Luo said this, Lan Fengyuan and the others were all stuck in place, showing incredible expressions.

More than a million?

Millions of clones of first-level martial sage strength?

Does the Purple Wing Madness want to control the entire world?

Lin Yun was also very surprised. He didn't expect the Purple Wing Madness to reserve so many clones here. If you add in his clones distributed in God's Domain, the number of them is hard to imagine!

But soon, Lin Yun calmed down.

At the moment, Lin Yun and others must leave no matter whether there is an earth element nucleus crystal in the headquarters of the tomb.

The clone of the purple-winged mad demon is connected with himself, that is, when Lin Yun and others appeared at the tomb headquarters, the purple-winged mad demon already knew that he would definitely act.

Clone is a trivial matter, and if the members of the tomb, including the Thunder Lord, come in person, they will undoubtedly die.

"With so many clones, it seems that the Purple Wing Madness really wants to start a world-shattering battle..." Lin Yun sighed, returning to God's Domain. This matter must be told to the world so that the rest of the forces can be prepared.

According to the past practice of the tomb, if a battle is really to be started, no one party can be spared from it.

"It's done, let's go!"

Finally at a certain moment, Lin Yun cracked the formation that had imprisoned Shen Wuluo completely, and cut off the iron chains on his limbs at the same time.

At this moment, a large number of clones of the Purple Wing Madness also blocked the exit of the room.

"Lin Yun! You guy dare to come here, and you still want to..."

The avatars of the purple-winged mad demon have the same consciousness. When he saw Lin Yun and the others, all the avatars were gritted and gnawed, and they wanted to cut Lin Yun thousands of times.

but!

Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword aura shot out from the Nether Sacred Sword, directly cutting off the heads of a dozen clones.

For a time, blood was overflowing, and Lan Fengyuan and others had never expected Lin Yun to be so decisive.

"Don't waste time, there are still many clones rushing here, kill them, and return to the void spirit boat!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Yun's body temperature soared to one hundred thousand degrees. Everyone felt a scorching sensation and dispersed.

Endless demon **** nuclear crystal energy crazily emerged from Lin Yun's body, forming a ribbed skeleton.

"Your breath..."

Rao, the Shen Wuluo who was a half-step martial emperor, showed an extremely terrifying face when he saw Lin Yun's form and felt Lin Yun's breath.

He originally thought that Lin Yun was able to grow to a mid-level martial arts in a few years, which was already very incredible.

But he didn't expect that Lin Yun had already reached the scope of a senior martial master now.

"Your cultivation base has been abolished, try not to do it, eat this." Lin Yun took out the pill from the storage ring and threw it to Shen Wuluo.

Although Shen Wuluo has never mentioned it, Lin Yun knows that Shen Wuluo's cultivation has been abolished by the Thunder Lord.

Today's Shen Wuluo, with the half-step martial emperor's body, and the fifth realm of divine consciousness, can only display the half-step martial sage's strength at most.

Lin Yun asked Shen Wuluo to follow them closely, and now they must return to the Void Spirit Ark and leave the Demon Realm, lest the members of the tomb get back here after receiving the news.

Lin Yun and the others left the room. The room was full of cracks and was about to collapse.

call out--!

The earth spears were thrown out from the hands of the purple-winged mad demon clone, there were tens of thousands of them, and the number of clones emerging from all directions had reached at least nearly 20,000.

And judging from the current trend, there are still many clones rushing here.

Lin Yun took the lead and flew at the forefront of the team.

After all, if the clone of the Purple Wing Mad Demon blew himself up, with the bodies of Lan Fengyuan and others, it would be impossible to retreat completely.

On the contrary, with the strength of his current rib cage, even if the two 10,000 clones explode at the same time, I am afraid that they cannot destroy the rib cage.

"Lin Yun, you can't escape today! You dare to break in here, you are looking for death!"

The tens of thousands of avatars of the Purple Wing Mad demon roared at the same time, confusing.

Lin Yun did not respond, just like a murderous machine without any emotions, blazing a **** path in the deep passage.

"Han Le, you are optimistic about seniors!"

Lan Fengyuan and the other three were also fully fired, and they didn't dare to neglect.

Lin Yun is responsible for blazing a **** road ahead, and they are at the end of the team, constantly resisting the attacks of these clones.

Fortunately, these clones are only first-level martial sages. If each clone is like the realm of the Purple Wing Madness, then what kind of legion should it be!