"Mid-stage Human Soul Realm?!" At the moment when Lan Chenyi was surprised, Lin Zixuan punched his chest without reservation.
This punch contained Lin Zixuan's hatred and all his cultivation. Colorful rays of light bloomed, causing Lan Chenyi's figure to shoot backwards like a cannonball, blasting a human-shaped hole into the mountain a hundred feet away.
The rocks rolled down and smoke filled the air. Lan Chenyi, who was sunken into the rocks, was disheveled, his breath was disordered, and he was in a miserable state.
"Hiss!" Many people gasped. He was the proud son of their Ice Spirit Sect, and now he was crushed by someone. It was really unbelievable.
Mengxuan's beauty was even more pale, as if the world had lost its voice. She never thought that the young man who had been marginalized by her back then would be so beautiful!
"Revenge for Senior Brother Lan!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and for a moment, everyone was excited.
"I'll do it!" He was a fair-skinned young man with a rather slender figure. His cultivation in the Ice Spirit Sect was second only to Lan Chenyi.
"Ice!" He pointed forward, and the snow on the ground melted in a bizarre way, rising up strands of icy blue gas, and then gathering ice balls the size of a human head in the sky above Lin Zixuan.
"Destroy!" He waved his sleeves, and several ice balls fell one after another. With terrifying pressure, they came towards Lin Zixuan Tianling Gai to kill him.
At this moment, Lin Zixuan felt that what was on his head was not an ice ball, but a meteorite. The mere breath of falling down was like a majestic iceberg pressing on his body, making people feel suffocated.
"How can ordinary monks compete with the supernatural powers created by my Ice Spirit Ancestor?" Some people looked down upon Lin Zixuan.
"You have to pay the price for hurting Senior Brother Lan." The fair-skinned young man looked at Lin Zixuan arrogantly, his voice was light.
"Really? I hurt Lin's friend, severely injured Lin's pet beast, and now I have to pay the price. It's really ridiculous." Lin Zixuan's voice was cold, and the rotating black hole in his left eye made him evil and weird, and the dark mist that surrounded him was so ridiculous. His temperament was completely transformed, as if he had fallen from a holy angel to a nine-hether demon.
An evil and domineering aura suddenly spread, causing the falling ice ball to stop in the air, then automatically break into pieces, turning into snow and rising into the air.
The fair-skinned young man's eyes suddenly shrank. The overwhelming dark aura made him horrified and at the same time gave him strong fear. This kind of lawless and unruly publicity made him face not a person, but an extremely evil demon king.
"You hurt me, and you have to pay for Lin's life. Who gave you the courage, or are you overestimating your capabilities?" Two beams of magic light shot out from his eyes, which caught the fair-skinned young man's mind and made his body tremble violently. , his eyes wandered uncontrollably, as if he was trying his best to avoid those eyes.
After that, many disciples of the Ice Spirit Sect began to panic, their eyes showing endless fear, but they knew that from then on, that body left an indelible impression in their hearts.
"Boom." Lin Zixuan stepped into the void, and the mighty demonic power swept across the world, making the originally dark environment even more chilling and terrifying.
The fair-skinned young man had a splitting headache, and the invisible soul power eroded his mind, causing him to stumble back in depression while vomiting blood.
At this moment, his breath was weak, and his heart was about to burst and collapse from the shock. He looked at the powerful figure, unable to resist.
Lin Zixuan took one step at a time, as if the sky was shaken by his steps, and everyone looked in awe at this moment.
The dark demon is suspended in the air, like a dark holy sword, releasing a demonic energy that covers the sky and the sun, covering and sealing this space.
Lin Zixuan calmly punched out, without any ripples in the air, but in an instant, an ordinary Ice Spirit Sect disciple roared, his body exploded into blood mist, and the dark red aura surrounding his body now solidified a bit.
Lin Zixuan's face was expressionless, and with another punch, another disciple's body split open and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"Those who kill will always be killed!" Another person, whose eyes were about to burst, spoke angrily and uttered the most vicious curse.
His strength was extraordinary, he was at the peak of the eighth level of the Blood Spirit Realm, and he was a genius disciple of the Ice Spirit Sect, but compared with Lin Zixuan, who was like a demon god coming to the world, he was not worth mentioning.
Soon, he was invaded by endless demonic energy, and both body and soul were destroyed.
"Devil, you are going to die a good death!" Some people couldn't stand it anymore and got angry, straightened their bodies, pointed at Lin Zixuan and cursed, but what greeted him was just an ordinary finger.
Under this finger, the skull totem on Lin Zixuan's arm seemed to come alive, turning into reality. The skull's eyes were burning with blue flames. It looked at the man ferociously, opened its bloody mouth, and faced It devours it and goes away.
At this moment, many people chose to remain silent. The lessons learned by those few people cast a shadow in their hearts that would not go away.
"Mark of the Undead?!" The fair-skinned young man's eyes froze. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. This attribute mark, known as one of the most difficult to obtain in the Secret Realm of Illusion, was actually obtained by the young man in front of him.
He shook his head with a wry smile, and strong despair arose in his heart. The elements of light and darkness, the element of killing, the soul fluctuations in the middle stage of the human soul realm, as well as the mighty demonic power and the mark of the undead, shocked him and at the same time made him laugh at himself. What kind of pervert did he offend?
"You deserve to die." Lin Zixuan stopped killing and looked coldly at the fair-skinned young man kneeling on the ground, as if he were undergoing a trial before death.
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded from behind, which not only made Lin Zixuan pause, but also made the eyes of the panicked Ice Spirit Sect disciples become fanatical and excited, as if they were grasping at a life-saving straw.
"The person you have to deal with is me and has nothing to do with them."
Lin Zixuan turned around and saw Lan Chenyi standing there, his face calm and motionless.
"The grievance has its owner, and the debt has its owner. Lin is just charging a little interest." Lin Zixuan said indifferently, between heaven and earth, there was a melodious melody reverberating, and even more demonic power to suppress everything. The melody was more like a reminder, making People feel terrified.
Lin Zixuan turned around and walked towards Lan Chenyi. He held the suspended dark demon in his hand. Under the control of his mind, the blue flames rising from his left hand poured into the dark demon, causing the obscure runes imprinted on the sword to shine with a faint blue light. .
Lan Chenyi's face showed an unprecedented serious look. Even in his prime, he couldn't resist the young man in front of him, not to mention that he was injured.
The sword cut through the void and struck directly at his mind with a destructive aura.
Lan Chenyi stretched out his palm, and in an instant, a dazzling blue light condensed into an ice-colored diamond-shaped rune in his palm. The cold elements from the surrounding heaven and earth poured into it crazily, causing the rune to explode. Strong fluctuations.
The sword struck sharply, and the terrifying pressure made Lan Chenyi unable to move until the sword penetrated the latter's eyebrows.
But there was no scene of blood splattering, only icy blue spiritual energy floating in the air, and energy light raining down like rain.
After Lin Zixuan's spiritual thought, he saw that everyone behind him disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the world.
Thousands of miles away, the disciples of the Ice Spirit Sect sat cross-legged and panted, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The person in the first place, Lan Chenyi, had cold eyes with anger. The substitute given to him by the elders in the sect The art of death was actually used by him in advance!
