"Dang~"
His body hit the sharp blade, and the wings behind Lin Zihan were like hard rocks, repelling everything around him, and his body hit a main attendant on the ground.
"Can't this stop him?" Behind Yin Xian, Han Moqun said in shock, his eyes trembling and dazed, like a child who had just seen the world.
The body impacted at high speed, Lin Zihan was like an arrow, passing through the chaotic sharp blade and passing through the attacks from the surrounding masters.
The donated blood splashed out, and Lin Zihan's right hand passed through the abdomen of the main attendant. The donated blood sprayed out from the gap between the arm and the abdominal cavity, and fell in front of Lin Zihan, covered by a falling blood feather.
Clenching his left hand into a fist, Lin Zihan clenched the golden gear ball in his hand. He clenched it tightly with his fingers, but he could not stop the golden light from bursting out from between his fingers, nor could he suppress the rioting gear ball.
Golden light overflowed between his fingers, and Lin Zihan's wrist was also dyed with golden light, as if it were dyed gold.
The blood and golden liquid were mixed together, and the blood gold swallowed Lin Zihan's left arm completely, condensing into an armor that existed like armor, completely sealing Lin Zihan's left arm.
Clenching the gear ball stiffly with his fingers, Lin Zihan tried to crush the gear ball in his hand, but found that he could not move at all. He could only hold the gear ball stiffly and let the gears inside the gear ball rotate and impact his fingers.
"Bang~"
A wound was cut between Lin Zihan's fingers by the rotating gear, and the donated blood fell to the ground along the wound.
The figure fell backwards, and Lin Zihan's stiff right arm was withdrawn from the main waiter's body.
The gear ball rotated behind the main attendant's body, and haloes of light slowly dispersed.
On the parchment roll in Yin Xian's hand, a golden light spot dimmed and turned into a gray light spot.
"He actually killed a waiter like this..." Han Moqun looked at the stiff body of the waiter and then fell backward.
His left arm hung by his side, and blood streaked across Lin Zihan's fingertips, flowing down between his fingers and falling to his feet.
The left arm trembled stiffly and slightly, and the dripping blood swayed with the trembling fingertips.
"Yin Xian, you should think of a way. If Lin Zihan continues like this, your elaborate formation will not last long!" Han Moqun approached Yin Xian and said worriedly, looking at Yin who was standing in front of him. envy.
"Playing with the prey slowly is the hunter's pleasure." Yin Xian replied without looking back at the golden winch.
"I'm afraid you will find out that you are prey in the end!" Han Moqun said angrily. He originally became Yin Xian's ally with only one purpose: to kill Sang Yan, who sent his son to Beihuang, and Lin Zihan, the murderer of his son. .
"Fourth brother, after such a long time, you should have grown a little bit. What should you say and what shouldn't be said? Why is there still no way to control your mouth?" Yin Xian suddenly turned his head and glanced at Han Moqun, sunken. His eyes were like mummies.
While the two were talking, Lin Zihan, who had obviously been restricted from moving, suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards the third Shenghui Master Attendant.
The speed was so fast that Lin Zihan's burst this time was far more terrifying than the previous two times. In just the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning rushed in front of the third waiter. This time, the other waiters didn't even have time to react. He rushed to the head waiter.
The left arm hung stiffly on the side of the body, swinging slightly as the body dived, and then a streak of blood shot into the sky, like erupting magma, suddenly erupted where the third main attendant was standing.
Lin Zihan stood right in front of where the waiter had just stood. The spurting blood brushed the hair on the tip of Lin Zihan's nose and shot straight into the sky, and the bloody light just now disappeared completely.
"..."
Both Han Moqun and Yin Xian were silent. This killing formation, which could easily crush Sang Yan, was torn into pieces as easily as tissue paper in front of Lin Zihan when Yin Xian strengthened it again.
Lin Zihan didn't speak, he just looked up at the figure whose body was swallowed up by the blood. An inconspicuous golden gear ball fell, and at the moment it was about to fall, it turned into golden light and disappeared.
"the fourth."
Lin Zihan stretched out the four fingers of his right hand and spoke three words from his mouth in a gloomy and low tone.
The next second, Lin Zihan's figure blurred and disappeared on the spot, leaving only an afterimage. He suddenly ran towards the main waiter who was facing the third killed main waiter.
With the blessing of golden light, this time all the main attendants did not hesitate and released almost all their power. The virtual puppet, who was still looking for breath in mid-air, turned into a falling meteorite and hit Lin Zihan directly. The only way to go.
The afterimage was nailed by the giant nail turned into golden light, and the virtual puppet Sang Yan was about to be smashed down. Everyone's palms were sweating. Just when they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a blood mist appeared on the giant golden nail. of the center.
The body of a main attendant was pierced by giant golden nails. There were seven or eight blood holes in his body. Blood mist slowly dispersed from the blood holes.
The virtual puppet Sang Yan's fist fell, knocking the still-breathing master attendant to the ground, and also knocked away the golden nails around him. The fist penetrated the man's shoulder, adding a bloody hole.
So the people who were about to let go suddenly felt excited again. Lin Zihan's strange behavior and completely unpredictable attack methods made the remaining eight main waiters look a little ugly on their faces.
From the beginning to the end, they were unable to figure out what Lin Zihan wanted to do, and they were even completely unable to compete with Lin Zihan. In front of Lin Zihan, they were like prey to be teased.
"The fourth one I mentioned was the fourth one I killed. Why are you distracted..."
The trembling and weak voice was full and stirring in the white-gold winch. The omnipresent voice hummed like ants on the eardrums of the eight main attendants and danced in the hearts.
"Pu Chi..." The voice came from everywhere, and suddenly there was a tearing sound of the body being penetrated. In just a moment, Lin Zihan completely tore that person's body apart.
The seven main attendants looked around, and then they saw the main attendant who had turned into a bloody corpse, but there was no trace of Lin Zihan from beginning to end.
Fear was fermenting rapidly. The seven main attendants who were originally calm were no longer calm at all. In just a moment, nearly half of their twelve main attendants were lost.
This has never been the case no matter what kind of opponent we face.
"When you've had enough fun, just die together..."
A monarch-like voice came from the dark clouds. Lin Zihan stood under the dark clouds, extending his index finger on his right hand and pointing it down casually.
The originally stiff ground suddenly began to flip, and surging black clouds appeared on the ground.
"Black clouds, hell~"
This is the real hell. Black tentacles stretch out from the ground. The unconscious tentacles, pulled by a force, run towards the remaining seven main servants.
Long Jing was currently in the new headquarters of the Northern Territory Army, quietly watching the scene happening in front of him, feeling a little frightened in his heart.
"Lin Zihan's obsession, why is he so resentful? It's like an evil ghost coming out of hell." Long Jing said in fear, his body couldn't help but tremble, as if he saw the god of death in hell.
This was the first time fear appeared on the face of this dragon omnic, the kind of fear that came from the spiritual level.
Fu Yun, who was also watching the battle as an outsider, had beads of sweat oozing out of his palms.
Seeing Lin Zihan like this, Fu Yun didn't understand whether he was right or wrong as a secret hider, and whether he should take action to prevent Lin Zihan from becoming the demon who fell into the abyss as predicted.
Hell was born in the white-gold winch, and Lin Zihan descended between the white-gold winches like the god of death.
The left hand still hangs down stiffly, and the right hand swings casually in front of the body. The bone wings behind him flap slightly, and pieces of blood feathers fall down.
"Kill him~!" Yin Xian suddenly clenched the parchment scroll in his hand, and a light like blood shone on the white-gold winch.
When hell came, the seven main attendants who were struggling to escape suddenly stopped, turned like machines, and looked at the instigator of the black cloud hell behind them, Lin Zihan.
"So you want to compete with me?" Lin Zihan smiled disdainfully, not caring at all about the blood-like light that turned the seven main servants into demons who were not afraid of death.
After all, how could a demon be a match for Death?
His body stopped in place, and Lin Zihan allowed the seven Shenghui main attendants who had been touched to lose consciousness to pass through the black cloud hell and pounce on him.
The main attendant of Shenghui waved his arms and rushed towards Lin Zihan. Finally, less than an inch in front of Lin Zihan, his body suddenly stopped and he never got closer.
The black clouds that quickly turned over swallowed up the seven main servants of Shenghui and swept them away, leaving only Lin Zihan standing there.
"Yin Xian, if you have any other means, just use it. With such a sharp weapon in your hand, I don't think you're good enough."
Lin Zihan said with a smile, looking at Yin Xian with provocative eyes.
The blood feathers fell, and the black clouds turning under their feet suddenly stopped and gradually fell, finally reappearing the ground.
"It seems that you really have power beyond this world, power that does not belong here." Yin Xian looked at the empty ground. The twelve main servants had already disappeared, and even the corpse just now was turned black. Swallowed by clouds.
If Yin Xian hadn't struck quickly enough, the virtual puppet Sang Yan would also have been trapped inside.
"Do you know now? If it weren't for the restriction, I could crush you to death with a wave of my hand!" Lin Zihan was mocking and depressed. If he hadn't been concerned about the realm of living beings, if he hadn't been concerned about the person who has always been hiding in his body, he always limits himself. Consciousness, Lin Zihan doesn't care about this.
"But the thing in my hand should also have power that does not belong to this world. I want to see how long you can hold on." Holding the parchment in his right hand, Yin Xian's body jumped into the air.
A huge sheepskin scroll appeared at Yin Xian's feet, shrouding Lin Zihan in it.
"Is it because of this move that you don't hesitate to let the twelve holy servants die miserably?" Lin Zihan looked at the parchment that was suddenly shrouded under his feet. Various strange symbols emerged from his feet, one after another, like chains. It was pulled out from the ground by a force and lifted into the air.
Han Moqun was naturally shrouded in the world of chains under the sheepskin cloth.
"Yin Xian, what are you doing?" Han Moqun looked at Yin Xian who suddenly jumped into the air. He never told himself that he had such a trick.
"What are you doing? Isn't it obvious? He has given up on you and killed me, and you are considered a burial object." Lin Zihan said with a smile, his eyes full of mockery, mocking Han Moqun's innocence.
"You are so naive when death is imminent, Mo Qun, you are really too naive!" Yin Xian's voice came through the prison under the parchment cloth, full of ridicule.
Han Moqun didn't seem to understand what was going on. He looked at Lin Zihan and then looked at Yin Xian dully, as innocent as an abandoned child.
