"What is this method?"

Everyone was confused.

And when they felt the rising aura on Ling Yun's body, this doubt quickly turned into shock.

After all, their knowledge is limited and they have never seen a way to restore a large amount of spiritual power in an instant. Even those precious advanced spirit recovery pills may not have such effects.

"Take it right away, kill him, don't let him continue to recover his spiritual power."

Qi Hu's eyes were undercurrents, and his expression suddenly became cold.

Fang Lin, Duan Wei and others nodded together.

They all felt that Ling Yun's aura became more and more violent. They didn't know what the end of this violent storm was. A sense of fear creeped up in their hearts. Only by stopping Ling Yun and unable to recover his spiritual power could he take advantage of his illness.

Bang bang.

A stream of abundant spiritual power surged out from the bodies of Qi Hu and others, so that the huge rocks in the area around them were all shaken into powder by the qi surging out of their bodies.

No one underestimated Ling Yun, and everyone took out their respective weapons in their hands.

As their spiritual power continued to wrap around the weapons in their hands, their murderous intent became increasingly strong.

"kill."

With Qi Hu's loud shout, the eyes of the six people from the Blood Evil Pavilion almost instantly looked like beasts.

"kill."

Everyone growled in unison, and then they surrounded Lingyun from all directions with the momentum of double-teaming.

"The wind sprints the moon."

"Thunder Rage Stick."

"Thousands of rushing cloud swords."

"Three Whip of Gods."

“…”

The six people raised their weapons together and slashed towards Ling Yun.

In an instant, there were hurricanes on the scene.

Six people, six weapons, and six auras locked Ling Yun heavily, leaving Ling Yun with nowhere to escape and no way out.

"Ling Yun is probably going to be miserable this time."

"The six people in the Blood Evil Pavilion are much stronger than the six people in the Liehuo Sect just now. Moreover, the six people in the Blood Evil Pavilion took out powerful moves as soon as they came up, which clearly means they won't give Ling Yun any chance to survive."

"This kid should have died."

Everyone around couldn't help but start talking.

Everyone was very dissatisfied with Ling Yun. They couldn't imagine how Ling Yun could resist when facing such a rapid offensive by Qi Hu and six others?

Therefore, almost everyone agreed that Ling Yun would only end up with one result under the attack of the six people in the Blood Evil Pavilion, that is, he would be defeated severely and then completely die.

But the person involved Ling Yun was calm.

The opponent's offensive was indeed stronger than Niu Jing and others before, but it was not as strong as he was afraid.

Looking at the increasingly powerful attacks of the six attacks that were growing in his pupils, a fierce light kept surging deep in Lingyun's eyes.

"The dragon python turns into an explosion."

"The Golden Bell burst out without breaking."

"The Dragon Martial Sword Technique will explode all of it."

The sound of Lingyun's low roar resounded around.

The next moment, everyone saw that in the sky, the wind and clouds were surging, and a sea of ​​thunder dragons suddenly appeared. In the sea of ​​thunder dragons, purple thunder dragons kept flashing, densely packed, as if occupying the entire sky.

With the explosion of the Dragon Raid magical power, Ling Yun's Dragon Martial Sword Technique can condense a total of five hundred purple thunder dragons.

Ao.

The purple thunder dragon roared through the world.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

The moment Lingyun Qinglong Battle Sword fell, all five hundred purple thunder dragons fell from the sky, attacking violently like beast tides.

The picture frantically hit the eyes of everyone around, shocking everyone.

Boom boom.

Purple thunder dragons landed one after another, and the whole world seemed to be occupied by thunder dragons.

Immediately, the purple thunder dragon and Qi Hu and others fought wildly.

A terrible energy storm continued to sweep across the scene.

Huge gullies continued to appear throughout the ground, so that trees and rocks fell and smoke rolled in all directions.

Even though Qi Hu and others' offensives were very strong, one or two purple thunder dragons could not shake them, once more and more purple thunder dragons continued to collide with their offensives, even if their offensives were strong, they would be wiped out little by little.

In the end, the six-man offensive not only did not pose any threat to Ling Yun, but instead, they were forced to retreat dozens of steps in succession under the countless purple thunder dragon attacks.

"My God, how many methods did this kid master have? "

"It's so scary? The six Qi Hu and others are obviously stronger, but why do I feel that Qi Hu and others seem so small in front of Ling Yun?"

"Niu Jing and others died unjustly. I thought Ling Yun had tried his best when he fought against Niu Jing and other disciples of the Liehuo Sect, but now it seems that this is not the case."

As soon as he took action, Ling Yun instantly surprised everyone.

At the same time, it was a big warning to Qi Hu and others.

"Don't be reserved, just use your strongest move. This kid is very strange. If you want to kill him, there is only one way, that is, to fight with him with the strongest attack."

Qi Hu issued orders.

Fang Lin, Duan Wei and others nodded.

Ling Yun's methods just now made them feel pressure. Thinking of the previous results of the disciples of the Liehuo Sect, they naturally did not want them to follow in the footsteps of the disciples of the Liehuo Sect.

"The best martial arts in the sky: blood drinks all directions and anger."

Qi Hu took the lead in taking action.

As soon as he took action, he directly used their famous set of Heavenly-level martial arts in the Blood Evil Pavilion.

Suddenly, in all directions of Qihu, a thick stream of blood not only boiled, but these blood qi formed eight blood faces, and each blood face burst into great destruction.

While he and Qi Hu took action, the other five people did not slacken.

"In the Heavenly Level, the martial arts, the Taurus charlatan, and the stick shadow attacked wildly."

The black iron stick in Fang Lin's hand shone brightly. In a moment, shadows kept flashing in the sky, reflecting the bloody face of Qi Hu. Just looking at you makes people feel trembling.

"Take martial arts in the Heavenly Level, and the Destroyed Sword Book."

Duan Wei was not dragged on at all.

The sword in his hand danced frequently, and a giant sword dozens of feet above the sky appeared in suspension.

"The martial arts of the heavenly level: the blood seal of the Great Wilderness."

"The martial arts of the Heavenly Level: Holy Flame Flooding Palm."

"The martial arts of the Heavenly Stage: Thousand-River Demon Cloud Claws."

The other three disciples of the Blood Evil Pavilion also used three sets of martial arts at the lowest level in the Heavenly Level.

In an instant, between heaven and earth, the six heavenly martial arts were riding the wind and waves, and thunder appeared with great tremendous thunder.

The whole world has completely darkened.
Chapter completed!