Chapter 218 Are you doing eye exercises?
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Shi Shang Zui Shuai Zuo Zhe
At this time, the Cangyuan Sword was floating quietly above Ye Junlin's head, and its entire body was enveloped in a golden glow, making it look extremely sacred.
From the previous True Immortal Level Immortal Weapon, it has transformed across multiple dimensions to the Immortal Lord Level Immortal Weapon. The increase in power is extremely huge.
The black dragon halberd that Ming Wanjun was so proud of was instantly eclipsed after the Cang Yuan Sword appeared.
Without even using that much force, he was deflected away with a full blow.
This is the gap!
"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 it turned out to be nothing in front of that young man.
This feeling is very frustrating.
My self-esteem was broken.
"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 yes,"
Ye Junlin didn't deny it either.
Eh, just play.
"You admitted it! I knew it was like this!" Seeing the young man admitting it on his own initiative, Ming Wanjun was filled with jealousy beyond recognition, and felt very sad in his heart.
That is an Immortal Lord-level fairy weapon. It is held by very few strong people in the clan, and all of them are high-ranking figures.
Unexpectedly, in this world, there are actually indigenous people who take it out!
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 Celestial Immortal-level cultivation. I have tens of thousands of subordinates as helpers. As long as you exhaust your immortal power, I will win. The certainty.”
"If you die, not only this immortal weapon, but also everything on Immortal Immortal Island will belong to me!"
Ming Wanjun's eyes showed fiery greed, and he was blinded by desire. He was so greedy that he wanted to gain wealth through danger.
After all, behind him are [-] true immortal-level soldiers, the professionally trained war department of the Nether Clan.
As long as the clan's battle formation is set up, [-] true immortals can be twisted into a rope, and the burst of strength is comparable to the best among heavenly immortals.
On the other hand, Ye Junlin can only fight alone, so Ming Wanjun feels that this battle is still affordable!
"Well, as long as you are happy." 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, prepare, form a formation for me!!!"
"kill!!"
The [-] soldiers of the Nether Tribe roared angrily with their immortal weapons in hand, and all moved to stand in their respective positions, displaying the battle formations they had practiced countless times.
rumbling...
At this moment, a terrifying wave of evil energy spurted out from the battle formation. Dozens of dark purple sky-swallowing pythons appeared together. Their huge bodies rolled around each other above the battle formation, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Oh my God..." Countless people witnessed this scene and felt chills all over their bodies.
"Ye Junlin, die!"
Ming Wanjun drummed up the boiling immortal power and continuously poured it into the black dragon halberd. The body of the halberd burst out with a dragon-shaped ray of light like a swimming dragon, and hit the target fiercely with the sound of dragon roar.
At the same time, the dozens of sky-swallowing giant pythons also circled away, opening their bloody mouths and their fangs, which was frightening.
Boom~!
Ye Junlin stamped his right foot violently, and a huge formation appeared on the ground with him as the center, isolating the monks behind him. This was to prevent the chaos of the battle from affecting innocent people.
As the so-called fairy fights, mortals suffer.
This kind of competition at the immortal level can cause huge destructive power in any aftermath.
Not to mention tens of thousands of immortals!
That scene is terrifying just thinking about it!
rumbling~
Waves of bright light clusters erupted in the sky above the Yuhua Gate.
"This!"
Ming Wanjun's pupils shrank in horror, and he saw with his own eyes that the dragon-shaped glow he shot out was cleanly cut off by the golden flying sword.
Swish, swish, even the dozens of giant sky-swallowing pythons formed by the battle formation of the Nether Clan were chopped off as quickly as vegetables, without any delay.
Ye Junlin manipulated the Cangyuan Sword with his two fingers and said in a mocking tone: "If that's all you have, then I will be disappointed."
As soon as these words came out, Ming Wanjun almost became so angry that he vomited blood.
"Very good, you forced me to do this..."
Ming Wanjun made up his mind and secretly sent a message to the other two lieutenants: "Take this opportunity to attack him with spiritual magic!"
Those two lieutenants, besides Ming Wanjun, have the highest status in the army.
Although they are ordinary Mysterious Immortals on the outside and are suppressed to the first level of Celestial Immortals after entering the Kunlun Realm, they still 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 take people's lives invisibly.
This road has extremely high barriers to entry, is very difficult, and requires a huge amount of energy and time.
Most practitioners will not deliberately choose this path, because without talent and opportunity, the hard work will be in vain.
But if you can really become a spiritual monk, your value will be tens of millions of times higher than that of an ordinary practitioner.
What spiritual monks focus on is using their own spiritual power to turn into weapons to attack other people's spirits.
Either he succeeds with one move and leaves gracefully, or he fails and suffers backlash and his vitality is severely damaged.
It's extremely extreme!
Therefore, even a spiritual monk who specializes in this method will not easily use spiritual magic on people when he is not [-]% sure that he can succeed.
And Ming Wanjun's two accompanying adjutants are also one of his trump cards for winning battles. Sometimes when he encounters difficulties, he can even have miraculous effects and defeat the enemy with one move!
Facing this formidable enemy at this time, Ming Wanjun secretly asked other lieutenants to join forces, hoping to catch Ye Junlin off guard.
After all, in Ming Wanjun's view, Ye Junlin is a powerful person at the immortal level, so his mental power starts at the thirtieth level. Under normal circumstances, it is close to the forty level. It is absolutely impossible to compare with his two lieutenants.
Because the mental power of his two lieutenants has reached level 69, which is second only to the mental power threshold of the Immortal Lord level!
It is worth mentioning that in the context of this kind of law suppression, it is simply good news for spiritual monks, which is equivalent to being unrestrained in this aspect.
After all, their greatest reliance is their mental strength, not their own cultivation!
"Yes, Commander."
After receiving the message from Ming Wanjun, the two spiritual monks who had been watching the changes had a terrifying light in their eyes, cruel smiles on their lips, looking at Ye Junlin as if they were looking at prey.
They couldn't wait to use mental power to destroy this young man's sanity and turn him into a confused fool.
At this moment, Ye Junlin was manipulating the flying sword to cut off the sky-swallowing giant pythons that were coming one after another. There is a saying that with his current cultivation level, he really cannot exert the power of the Immortal Lord-level fairy weapon. Fortunately, his physique is far from that of the immortal weapon. Far beyond ordinary immortals, he can still perform it with ease.
If it were other ordinary immortals, their immortal power would be exhausted in one round and it would be difficult to persist.
suddenly.
Ye Junlin noticed that two Nether Tribe monks behaved very strangely. They not only closed their eyes, pressed the acupuncture points around their eyes with their fingers, but also had cruel smiles on their lips.
"Strange, could this be doing..."
"Eye exercises?"
From the previous True Immortal Level Immortal Weapon, it has transformed across multiple dimensions to the Immortal Lord Level Immortal Weapon. The increase in power is extremely huge.
The black dragon halberd that Ming Wanjun was so proud of was instantly eclipsed after the Cang Yuan Sword appeared.
Without even using that much force, he was deflected away with a full blow.
This is the gap!
"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 it turned out to be nothing in front of that young man.
This feeling is very frustrating.
My self-esteem was broken.
"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 yes,"
Ye Junlin didn't deny it either.
Eh, just play.
"You admitted it! I knew it was like this!" Seeing the young man admitting it on his own initiative, Ming Wanjun was filled with jealousy beyond recognition, and felt very sad in his heart.
That is an Immortal Lord-level fairy weapon. It is held by very few strong people in the clan, and all of them are high-ranking figures.
Unexpectedly, in this world, there are actually indigenous people who take it out!
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 Celestial Immortal-level cultivation. I have tens of thousands of subordinates as helpers. As long as you exhaust your immortal power, I will win. The certainty.”
"If you die, not only this immortal weapon, but also everything on Immortal Immortal Island will belong to me!"
Ming Wanjun's eyes showed fiery greed, and he was blinded by desire. He was so greedy that he wanted to gain wealth through danger.
After all, behind him are [-] true immortal-level soldiers, the professionally trained war department of the Nether Clan.
As long as the clan's battle formation is set up, [-] true immortals can be twisted into a rope, and the burst of strength is comparable to the best among heavenly immortals.
On the other hand, Ye Junlin can only fight alone, so Ming Wanjun feels that this battle is still affordable!
"Well, as long as you are happy." 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, prepare, form a formation for me!!!"
"kill!!"
The [-] soldiers of the Nether Tribe roared angrily with their immortal weapons in hand, and all moved to stand in their respective positions, displaying the battle formations they had practiced countless times.
rumbling...
At this moment, a terrifying wave of evil energy spurted out from the battle formation. Dozens of dark purple sky-swallowing pythons appeared together. Their huge bodies rolled around each other above the battle formation, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Oh my God..." Countless people witnessed this scene and felt chills all over their bodies.
"Ye Junlin, die!"
Ming Wanjun drummed up the boiling immortal power and continuously poured it into the black dragon halberd. The body of the halberd burst out with a dragon-shaped ray of light like a swimming dragon, and hit the target fiercely with the sound of dragon roar.
At the same time, the dozens of sky-swallowing giant pythons also circled away, opening their bloody mouths and their fangs, which was frightening.
Boom~!
Ye Junlin stamped his right foot violently, and a huge formation appeared on the ground with him as the center, isolating the monks behind him. This was to prevent the chaos of the battle from affecting innocent people.
As the so-called fairy fights, mortals suffer.
This kind of competition at the immortal level can cause huge destructive power in any aftermath.
Not to mention tens of thousands of immortals!
That scene is terrifying just thinking about it!
rumbling~
Waves of bright light clusters erupted in the sky above the Yuhua Gate.
"This!"
Ming Wanjun's pupils shrank in horror, and he saw with his own eyes that the dragon-shaped glow he shot out was cleanly cut off by the golden flying sword.
Swish, swish, even the dozens of giant sky-swallowing pythons formed by the battle formation of the Nether Clan were chopped off as quickly as vegetables, without any delay.
Ye Junlin manipulated the Cangyuan Sword with his two fingers and said in a mocking tone: "If that's all you have, then I will be disappointed."
As soon as these words came out, Ming Wanjun almost became so angry that he vomited blood.
"Very good, you forced me to do this..."
Ming Wanjun made up his mind and secretly sent a message to the other two lieutenants: "Take this opportunity to attack him with spiritual magic!"
Those two lieutenants, besides Ming Wanjun, have the highest status in the army.
Although they are ordinary Mysterious Immortals on the outside and are suppressed to the first level of Celestial Immortals after entering the Kunlun Realm, they still 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 take people's lives invisibly.
This road has extremely high barriers to entry, is very difficult, and requires a huge amount of energy and time.
Most practitioners will not deliberately choose this path, because without talent and opportunity, the hard work will be in vain.
But if you can really become a spiritual monk, your value will be tens of millions of times higher than that of an ordinary practitioner.
What spiritual monks focus on is using their own spiritual power to turn into weapons to attack other people's spirits.
Either he succeeds with one move and leaves gracefully, or he fails and suffers backlash and his vitality is severely damaged.
It's extremely extreme!
Therefore, even a spiritual monk who specializes in this method will not easily use spiritual magic on people when he is not [-]% sure that he can succeed.
And Ming Wanjun's two accompanying adjutants are also one of his trump cards for winning battles. Sometimes when he encounters difficulties, he can even have miraculous effects and defeat the enemy with one move!
Facing this formidable enemy at this time, Ming Wanjun secretly asked other lieutenants to join forces, hoping to catch Ye Junlin off guard.
After all, in Ming Wanjun's view, Ye Junlin is a powerful person at the immortal level, so his mental power starts at the thirtieth level. Under normal circumstances, it is close to the forty level. It is absolutely impossible to compare with his two lieutenants.
Because the mental power of his two lieutenants has reached level 69, which is second only to the mental power threshold of the Immortal Lord level!
It is worth mentioning that in the context of this kind of law suppression, it is simply good news for spiritual monks, which is equivalent to being unrestrained in this aspect.
After all, their greatest reliance is their mental strength, not their own cultivation!
"Yes, Commander."
After receiving the message from Ming Wanjun, the two spiritual monks who had been watching the changes had a terrifying light in their eyes, cruel smiles on their lips, looking at Ye Junlin as if they were looking at prey.
They couldn't wait to use mental power to destroy this young man's sanity and turn him into a confused fool.
At this moment, Ye Junlin was manipulating the flying sword to cut off the sky-swallowing giant pythons that were coming one after another. There is a saying that with his current cultivation level, he really cannot exert the power of the Immortal Lord-level fairy weapon. Fortunately, his physique is far from that of the immortal weapon. Far beyond ordinary immortals, he can still perform it with ease.
If it were other ordinary immortals, their immortal power would be exhausted in one round and it would be difficult to persist.
suddenly.
Ye Junlin noticed that two Nether Tribe monks behaved very strangely. They not only closed their eyes, pressed the acupuncture points around their eyes with their fingers, but also had cruel smiles on their lips.
"Strange, could this be doing..."
"Eye exercises?"
