Chapter 539 Waste
Ye Liyang, the fifth son of the Ancient Spirit Holy Land, has reached the eighth level of the Life and Death Realm.
Such a high-ranking figure, someone actually dared to crush his spirit beast to death in front of him.
You should know that since the beginning of the beast domain warriors' cultivation, they will choose a spirit beast to practice with their lives, their auras are connected, and they progress together. The connection between the two is closer than that between father and son, and brothers, and it is truly a life and death relationship.
And now Ye Liyang's spirit beast was crushed by Zhong Lin, and his soul was destroyed in front of him. This is simply a life and death feud.
Ye Liyang's body was trembling, his eyes turned blood red in an instant, and the terrifying momentum rushed straight to the sky, and endless murderous intent enveloped the four fields.
He stretched out his right hand, and an iron rod appeared in his palm, whistling through the air.
"I want you to die, ah..."
A stick was swung down, and the strong force that burst out instantly shattered the void, and the wind that was raised tore through the sky for thousands of miles.
Zhong Lin stood in place, his face indifferent.
Facing the terrifying iron rod that seemed to tear the sky in half, he stretched out his finger and snapped it.
Swish!
A ray of sword light flickered in the void, piercing through everything and stabbing straight ahead.
Boom!
Under the collision of the sword and the stick, the void collapsed and the vitality exploded.
Ye Liyang roared again, raised the iron rod in his hand high, and it grew taller in the wind, like a pillar of heaven that pushed away thousands of acres of smoke and dust, and struck towards Zhong Lin.
Boom!
Boom!
The sky collapsed and the mountains collapsed.
Within tens of thousands of miles, all the vitality was shaking and wailing, and under the layers of ripples, it turned into a wave of destruction and rolled.
Collapse, collapse, everything is collapsing.
Collapse, collapse, everything is collapsing.
"Come on, come on!"
Zhong Lin's eyes were fanatical. Facing Ye Liyang's terrifying stick, he was not timid at all, but full of excitement.
What he needed was the opponent's fierce fighting power, so that he could feel pressure and break through Nirvana.
Zhong Lin took a step forward, raised his right fist, and attacked violently.
Boom!
The extremely fierce force suddenly exploded, and waves of white air burst out violently from the collision between the fist and the iron rod.
The mountains shook, dust splashed, and the roar of being overwhelmed echoed everywhere.
The gravel flew, and countless smoke and dust shook, flew, and spread.
In the dust, a golden palm stretched out from it, and in an instant it passed through the endless space, with five fingers spread out, like a continent pressing down, and pressed towards Ye Liyang.
This palm came across the sky, and all the airflow, light, and even vitality between heaven and earth were plundered by this big hand at this moment.
It seemed that there was nothing else in the world except this big hand.
"Five Hells Divine Peak, the power is like a prison!"
Whoosh!
The air flow rolled down, and the mountain was shaking violently.
"Ah!"
Amidst the endless blood mist, Ye Liyang let out a shrill scream.
In the dust, a series of thunderous sounds rang out from half of Ye Liyang's body, and half of his body was directly blown up amid screams.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, Ye Liyang crushed the jade plate on his waist, and his whole body disappeared with a wave of space.
"Waste!"
Zhong Lin roared.
I wanted to have a good fight and use this pressure to see if I could break through, but I didn't expect Ye Liyang to run away without even taking a hit.
Whoosh!
He glanced at the mountains in the distance, took a step and disappeared into the sky.
After a long time, a black shadow emerged from the shattered peaks in the distance.
"My goodness, where did such a big guy come from!"
The speaker was a young man with a fair face. At this moment, cold sweat dripped from his heart. He saw a big battle and wanted to run over to see if he could take advantage of it, but who knew that he would witness such a fight.
"That was Ye Liyang. Half of his body was blown up by a palm. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died."
After sighing, the young man turned and left. The big guy had just left not long ago. If he suddenly turned around and found him, it would be a big deal.
Whoosh!
The air flow whistled, and Zhong Lin walked slowly. At this time, he urgently needed a master to fight a life-and-death battle, so as to oppress himself and break through.
"Hmm! What a powerful aura."
No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!
Zhong Lin, who was walking, suddenly felt the vibration of two powerful auras in front of him. The violent power fluctuations were more shocking than Ye Liyang.
"Haha, here comes the opportunity."
Zhong Lin turned around and rushed towards the direction of the battle.
In a valley, two figures stood in the air, and at their feet, a jade-like grass was shining in the sun.
"Buddha, be merciful, benefactor Lan Ming, this Soul Enlightenment Herb was obtained by me first, why are you forcing me?"
The young monk Channing chanted a Buddhist name with both hands, looking at the aggressive Lan Ming with a bad face.
Under the sun, Lan Ming, who was covered in golden armor, looked like a bad guy who robbed a kid's lollipop. His ferocious face looked even more ferocious compared to Channing, who had red lips and white teeth.
"Little bald donkey, as the saying goes, whoever sees it gets it. Soul Enlightenment Herb is also very useful to me. Why don't you follow the example of the ancestors and cut off your flesh to feed the eagle and give this Soul Enlightenment Herb to me?"
"Buddha, be merciful."
"Hehe, it seems that you are unwilling, so let's see who is the real one! Whoever grabs it will own it."
Lan Ming grinned, and the wind and thunder on his body suddenly rose, and he turned into a lightning and grabbed the little monk Channing.
Channing was not to be outdone, and put his hands together in front of his chest, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone around him.
Suddenly, both of them stopped their actions and looked towards the southeast with solemn expressions.
Huhu!
It was like a huge bell, and it was like a hurricane sweeping across the sky. A figure was seen rushing in from a distance, squeezing the airflow in the space. Every step he took was accompanied by a rolling air wave, and the momentum was extremely huge.
"Add me."
Zhong Lin strode over, carrying an unparalleled fighting spirit, and punched the two of them, directly piercing through the void.
Bang!
The smoke and dust were stirred, and the void was rustling. The mighty blood and fist intentions were intertwined like a golden torrent across the sky, and rushed directly towards the two.
Wherever the fist wind passed, all the void wrinkled like paper blown by the wind, and the vitality rolled and exploded, wailing continuously.
Chan Ning and Lan Ming both changed their expressions, not understanding why a madman suddenly appeared and attacked them.
Buzz!
Seeing the fist print coming across the sky, Chan Ning put his hands together in front of his chest, and behind him was a layer of Buddha light, and there were waves of Zen chanting echoing thousands of miles. The whole person seemed to be floating in countless spaces outside the world, and it seemed to be there and not there, full of illusion.
Lan Ming was furious, his eyes turned silver-white in an instant, and countless lightning flashed in them. He roared and raised his palm to meet it.
The palm swelled in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun, and thunder was all over the palm, meeting Zhong Lin's punch.
Boom!
One fist and one palm met, and the sky full of lightning exploded in an instant, turning into countless streams of light across the sky.
