Chapter 218: Are you doing eye exercises?

At this time, the Cang Yuan Sword was quietly suspended in the sky above Ye Junlin's head, and its whole body was enveloped in a golden light, making it look extremely sacred.

From the former true immortal-level immortal weapon, it has transformed into an immortal-level immortal weapon across multiple dimensions. The increase in power is extremely huge.

The black dragon halberd that Ming Wanjun was so proud of was eclipsed instantly after the Cang Yuan Sword appeared.

He didn't even use that much force, and he deflected 놛 with a full blow.

This is the difference!

"How come you have an Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon? This is unfair!!" Ming Wanjun almost lost control of his emotions because he took out his most proud treasure, but in the end it was not worth mentioning in front of that young man.

This feeling is very frustrating.

My self-esteem was shattered.

"Guess." Ye Junlin smiled.

"Wait, Death Immortal Island! You must have gotten this from Death Immortal Island!" Ming Wanjun suddenly reacted and shouted.

This is the only explanation available at the moment.

"That's it." Everyone was shocked, with envy in their eyes.

"Ah, yes, yes,"

Ye Junlin didn't deny it either.

Oh, just play.

"You admitted it! I knew it was like this!" Seeing the young man admitting it, Ming Wanjun was jealous beyond recognition, and felt very sour inside.

That is an Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon. It is held by very few powerful people in the clan, and all of them are high-ranking figures.

Unexpectedly, there are actually indigenous people in this world who have brought it!

It would be a lie to say that I am not jealous.

Almost going crazy!

"Hmph, the Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon is certainly powerful, but it must be very difficult for you to activate it with your mere Immortal-level cultivation. I have tens of thousands of subordinates as helpers. As long as you exhaust your immortal power, I will I am sure of winning.”

"If you die, not only this immortal weapon, but also everything on Immortal Island will belong to me!"

Ming Wanjun's eyes showed fiery greed, and he was blinded by desire. He was so obsessed with profit that he thought about seeking wealth through danger.

After all, behind him are 80,000 true immortal-level soldiers, who are the professionally trained war corps of the Nether Tribe.

As long as the clan's battle formation is set up, 80,000 true immortals can be twisted into a rope, and the strength will be comparable to the best among the immortals.

On the other hand, Ye Junlin can only fight alone, so Ming Ming Wanjun feels that this battle is still affordable!

"Well, just open it." Ye Junlin looked at Ming Wanjun with a look that looked at a mentally retarded person.

Ming Wanjun had blue veins protruding from his forehead. He held the black dragon halberd high above his head and roared hysterically: "Everyone is ready, form a formation for me!!!"

"kill!!"

The 80,000 soldiers of the Nether Tribe roared angrily with their immortal weapons in hand. They all set out to stand in their respective positions and practiced the battle formation countless times.

Rumble...

At this moment, the terrifying evil spirit surged like a wave in the battle formation. Dozens of dark purple swallowing pythons appeared together. Their huge bodies rolled around each other above the battle formation, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.

"꽭ah..." Countless people witnessed this scene and felt chills all over their bodies.

"Ye Junlin, die!"

Ming Wanjun drummed with boiling immortal power and continuously poured it into the black dragon halberd. The body of the halberd burst out with a dragon-shaped glow like a wandering dragon, and hit the target fiercely with the sound of dragon roar.

At the same time, the dozens of giant swallowing pythons also circled away, opening their bloody mouths and their fangs, which was frightening.

Boom~!

Ye Junlin stamped his right foot violently, and a large formation appeared on the ground, isolating the monks behind him. This was to prevent the battle from affecting innocent people.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

This kind of battle is at the immortal level, and any aftermath can cause huge destructive power.

Not to mention tens of thousands of immortals!

That scene is terrifying just thinking about it!

Rumble~

Over the Yuhua Gate, bursts of brilliant light groups erupted.

"this!"

Ming Wanjun's pupils shrank in horror, and he saw with his own eyes that the dragon-shaped glow he fired was cut off cleanly by the golden flying sword.

Swish, swish, even the dozens of giant 꽭-swallowing pythons gathered in the battle formation of the Nether Clan were chopped off as quickly as vegetables, without any delay.

Ye Junlin manipulated the Cangyuan Sword with both fingers and said in a mocking tone: "If that's all you have, then I will be disappointed."

As soon as he said this, Ming Wanjun almost became so angry that he vomited blood.

"Very good, you forced me to..."

Ming Wanjun made up his mind and secretly sent a message to the other two lieutenants: "Take this opportunity to attack with spiritual magic!"

Those two adjutants have the highest status in the army except Ming Wanjun.

Although they are ordinary Xuanxian in the outside world and were suppressed to the first level of Immortal after entering the Kunlun Realm, they also have a secret identity that is envied and awed by countless immortals.

That is the spiritual monk!

Mental power monks focus on improving their mental power. Their mental power is their trump card, and they can steal people's lives invisibly.

This road has extremely high threshold and difficulty, and requires a huge investment of energy and time.

Most practitioners will not deliberately choose this path, because if there is no talent and opportunity, then the efforts will be in vain.

But if you can really become a spiritual monk, then your own value will be tens of millions of times higher than that of ordinary practitioners.

What spiritual monks pay attention to is to use their own spiritual power as a weapon to attack other people's spirits.

Either succeed in one move and leave gracefully, or fail and suffer backlash, and be seriously injured.

It's really extreme!

Therefore, even if it is a spiritual power cultivator who specializes in this way, he will not easily use spiritual power techniques on others when he is not sure that he can succeed 100%.

The two adjutants accompanying Ming Wanjun are also one of the killer maces that have won many battles. Sometimes when they encounter difficulties, they can even suddenly have a miraculous effect and defeat the enemy with one move!

At this time, facing this difficult enemy, Ming Wanjun secretly let another adjutant join forces to catch Ye Junlin off guard.

After all, in Ming Wanjun's view, Ye Junlin is a fairy-level strongman, so his spiritual power starts at the 30th level, and normally it is close to the 40th level. It is impossible to compare with the two adjutants.

Because the two adjutants, their mental power has reached the sixty-ninth level, second only to the threshold of the immortal king level mental power!

It is worth mentioning that in this kind of law suppression background, it is a blessing for the mental power cultivators, which is equivalent to being unconstrained in this aspect.

After all, their greatest reliance is mental power, not their own cultivation!

"Yes, commander."

After receiving the voice transmission from Ming Wanjun, the two mental power cultivators who had been watching the changes, their eyes burst into terrifying brilliance, and the corners of their mouths raised a cruel smile, looking at Ye Junlin as if looking at prey.

They can't wait to use mental power techniques to disintegrate the young man's mind with overwhelming force, turning him into a muddleheaded fool.

At this moment, Ye Junlin was manipulating the flying sword to cut off the giant pythons that came one after another to devour him. To be honest, with his current cultivation, he really couldn't exert the power of the immortal weapon of the immortal king level. Fortunately, his physique was far beyond that of an ordinary immortal, and he could now use it with ease.

If it were any other ordinary immortal, his immortal power would be exhausted in one round, and it would be difficult to continue.

Suddenly.

Ye Junlin noticed that two Hades monks behaved very strangely. They not only closed their eyes, but also pressed the acupuncture points around their eyes with their fingers, and had a cruel smile on their mouths.

"Strange, are they doing..."

"Eye exercises?"