Chapter 219 This wave of six six six six six!

In fact, the two Hades monks were preparing to use spiritual magic, intending to use a joint killing move to instantly destroy Ye Junlin's mind from a distance.

This move is unavoidable and is much stronger than using magic attacks.

"Now!"

The two Hades monks shouted in unison, releasing invisible spiritual energy from their foreheads, which then intertwined into a terrifying spiritual energy storm, sweeping away at lightning speed.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it seems that nothing has happened, but little do they know that this crisis is thousands of times greater than the previous one!

Facing two spiritual energy monks with spiritual energy reaching the sixth and ninth levels, the spiritual energy storm jointly exerted, even the newly promoted immortal king-level strongmen are afraid of being tricked, but now using it to deal with a mere celestial being is as absurd as using a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

Swish!

In a flash, the spiritual energy storm has already hit Ye Junlin's mind.

"Hmm?"

Ye Junlin frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it out loud.

When he looked at it again, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Are these two people specially sent to make people laugh?"

In his field of vision, the two Hades monks closed their eyes and did eye exercises with a grim smile on their faces. As a result, the next second, the two of them seemed to have lost their souls. Their expressions became dull and stiff, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and tears flowed from the corners of their mouths. They kept muttering: "Aba, Aba, Aba..."

If anyone saw it, they would find it incredible.

How come there are two more fools out of nowhere?

What a sin!

At this time, Ye Junlin seemed to think of something, and suddenly became alert, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was full of vigilance:

"Could it be that they want to make me laugh to death so that they can inherit my system?"

Well, maybe this is really possible!

"What's going on? Did he fail?" Ming Wanjun, who was paying close attention, was stunned by this scene.

He couldn't describe the shock in his heart for the two adjutants' mentally retarded performance.

There is one possibility, that is, the spirit was severely devoured.

Thinking of this, Ming Wanjun was shocked and stared at Ye Junlin in disbelief.

Could it be that this person's spirit is much higher than the sixth level?

Is it right? This is too exaggerated! !

Obviously, the spirits of the two Hades monks were devoured because they took the initiative to attack Ye Junlin.

Although they are the sixth level of spirit, the spirit storm they exert can even shake the seventh level.

But the problem is that in front of Ye Junlin's first-order spiritual power, it is like throwing eggs at rocks, which is tantamount to self-destruction!

Speaking of which, in fact, when they entered Ye Junlin's sea of ​​consciousness, they did notice something was wrong, but it was a pity that it was too late to reverse it. The spiritual power storm that they were proud of and full of confidence instantly turned into black in front of the terrifying spiritual power barrier!

Then, all the spiritual powers collapsed at the touch of a button, and the originally intact mind was shattered. These two spiritual power monks just turned into muddleheaded idiots.

As the target, Ye Junlin was completely unaware of the spiritual power attack just now.

Too small, no feeling...

At this time

Ming Wanjun was in a very bad mood after losing two beloved generals. He could not accept the fact of defeat. He raised the Black Dragon Halberd in his hand and roared to the sky:

"All assemble, help me kill the enemy!"

"Yes!"

The battle entered a white-hot stage. The 80,000 soldiers of the Hades clan changed their battle formations again. The energy released was like countless streams flowing into the sea, and they were all injected into the Black Dragon Halberd.

Instantly.

The Black Dragon Halberd was shaking violently, releasing a destructive and violent breath. At this moment, the black dragon pattern hovering on the halberd had blood-red eyes, as if it was about to come alive.

Rumble, a black dragon formed by countless energies appeared. A huge black dragon that covered the sky and the sun bared its fangs and claws and roared.

Roar!

The dragon roar was extremely high-pitched, resounding through the sky for thousands of miles, making countless people's hearts tremble and feel suffocated.

"This is my ultimate skill. I believe you can hold on!" Ming Wanjun said angrily, holding a long halberd and slashing fiercely.

In an instant, the black dragon rushed out invincibly, and the evil spirit it carried was overwhelming. With the blessing of tens of thousands of true immortals, the energy body was unprecedentedly condensed, and its power reached its peak.

"Haha, let's try it."

Ye Junlin raised his hand and grasped the hilt with five fingers. A blazing brilliance like a small sun burst out, and the sword body made a crisp sword sound, resounding throughout the sky.

He held the Cangyuan Sword, his silver-white hair fluttered, his handsome face was in a panic, and he handed a sword to the black dragon.

Swish! !

The magnificent golden sword light penetrated the sky and fell on the black dragon at an incredible speed.

That scene was like the scorching sun melting the ice and snow. The black dragon that was powerful enough to destroy the world wailed under the sword light, and the entire huge dragon body was quickly annihilated.

"Ah..." The surging energy aftermath rushed over, and Ming Wanjun, who was the first to bear the brunt, screamed in pain, and blood flowers bloomed all over his body. He flew backwards straight, and the 80,000 soldiers of the Ming clan were struck by lightning. Most of them exploded into blood mist, and the number dropped sharply, and wailing sounded everywhere.

What a coincidence, Ye Junlin killed 66,666 immortals with just one sword!

This operation can be said to be six six six six six!

Seeing this horrifying scene and that peerless figure, everyone present was shocked, their mouths shaped like an O, staring blankly.

At this moment, they had a more intuitive and clear concept of the title of the White-haired Killing God.

The expression of the Tianhong Patriarch was dull, standing there like a piece of wood,

and in his mind, he remembered the oath he made at the beginning.

If this wave can be reversed, he will eat the tablet dedicated to the ancestor!

So, is he eating or not eating now?

A little tangled...

After a brief silence, excited shouts broke out outside the venue,

"Senior Ye is mighty! Simply invincible!"

"He killed tens of thousands of immortals with one sword, what a shocking record!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The emotions of the cultivators were almost out of control, shouting excitedly, what just happened was deeply imprinted in their minds, forever lingering and unforgettable.

I believe that even after many years, they will talk about it with relish and their faces full of awe.

Ming Wanjun was covered in scars, holding the broken halberd with difficulty, his heart seemed to be bleeding, and his eyes were full of horror.

This time he really lost his wife and his army!

He thought that the immortal weapon of the immortal king level would be very powerful, but he didn't expect that he still greatly underestimated its power.

The most important thing is, is this guy really a celestial immortal?

Which immortal is so durable?

Can he activate an immortal weapon to this extent?

Monster, this is a monster!

Ming Wanjun's scalp was numb, and he regretted why he came here. Just when he was thinking of retreating, new movements came from the star gate deep in the forbidden area...