Ice Seal Talisman!
Between Ling Meng Bai's fingers was the Ice Seal Talisman that he had created with his Martial Spirit!
In the next second, the talisman fell from between Ling Meng Bai's fingers.
In an instant, an extremely cold aura descended upon the world. Even the air was frozen.
This wave of cold air fell upon Lin Yun's body, freezing him into an ice sculpture.
However, before Ling Meng Bai could show a happy expression, his face changed and he blurted out, "So fast!"
Lin Yun's figure within the ice sculpture had disappeared. What he had frozen was only a shadow of Lin Yun!
"Too slow!" At the same time, Lin Yun's figure quietly appeared on top of the ice sculpture.
In the next second, a ray of sword light rushed over and directly attacked Ling Meng Bai's face.
"Substitute Talisman!" Ling Meng Bai did not dare to hesitate. Another talisman appeared between his fingers.
Even though he knew the power of Lin Yun's sword aura, at this moment, his face revealed a smile of satisfaction.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Ling Meng Bai's entire body exploded into a cloud of fog. His entire figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of meters away, out of Lin Yun's attack range.
"Sect Leader Lin, it's my turn now!" After the fog disappeared, Qian Bei had already appeared in front of Lin Yun.
At the same time, Qian Bei's hands quickly formed a seal. As he formed the seal, the horrifying mask above his head actually split into two, two into four, four into eight …
In a short second, it actually split into a thousand!
"My most powerful illusion, 'Thousand World Sorrowful Mirror'!"
"Illusions are useless against me." Lin Yun revealed a confident smile and raised his divine sense to its peak.
In the next second, the thousand masks opened their eyes at the same time. Two thousand rays of gloomy grey light shot out and landed on Lin Yun's body.
In an instant, Lin Yun's thoughts were dragged into the illusion.
However, before the illusion could take form, a vast and ancient aura descended upon the world.
Unlimited Punishment!
Facing the power of the Primordial Demon, all the illusions were destroyed. In less than a millionth of a second, Lin Yun had already escaped from the illusion.
"Sect Leader Lin is indeed amazing. Such willpower is unparalleled in this world! However … "Even though the illusion was broken, Qian Bei's face did not show any signs of disappointment. Instead, he revealed a smile.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right.
"Tri-Series Ancient Martial Arts!"
"Tiger Fist!"
"Monkey Fist!"
"Bear Fist!"
Almost at the same time, Daoist Three Immortals had already used his martial soul's ability to create two more clones.
Three Daoists of the Three Immortals simultaneously launched three different kinds of fists at Lin Yun's face from three different directions: left, right, and up.
Tiger Fist Rampage!
The speed of the Monkey Fist!
Tyrannical Bear Fist!
The three types of ancient martial arts sealed off all of Lin Yun's blind spots, making it impossible for Lin Yun to dodge.
When the three punches were launched, a majestic battle intent filled the air and gathered on the fist wind, forming three illusory figures.
The illusory figures were like a ferocious tiger, an ape, and a giant bear!
Lin Yun's expression did not change. The energy of the 'Immortal Destroyer' gathered on his fist.
Just as Lin Yun was about to counterattack, he suddenly realized that his body had become somewhat uncoordinated. He could not move in an instant.
What's going on?
Lin Yun frowned. After escaping from the illusion, he felt discomfort in his body, as if there was some reason that made his body slow by half a beat.
Before Lin Yun could finish thinking, the three terrifying illusory figures had already bombarded Lin Yun's body.
Even at the last moment, Lin Yun had crossed his arms and used the strongest Bear Fist in the air.
However, Lin Yun's figure was still sent flying in the direction of Central Island like a kite with a broken string.
"Sect Leader Lin, eat my attack!" As Lin Yun was sent flying, Lan Qing, who had not made a move yet, finally made her move.
She appeared above Lin Yun's head, holding a giant saber with both hands. On the blade of the saber, two different types of energy, lightning and fire, blended together violently.
"Lightning and Fire, Rapid Strike!"
Lan Qing gripped the blade with both hands, roared, and swung it down.
In the blink of an eye, the lightning and fire energy turned into a terrifying saber aura that was ten meters long and one meter wide. It swept towards Lin Yun with unstoppable momentum.
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth curled up. This kind of elemental attack was useless against him!
The runes on the Demonic God's Sword were infused into the Demon Sword.
Armageddon Sword Technique — Sixth Form!
Sword Technique Borrowing Force!
It could absorb any kind of energy attack, disintegrate it, and turn it into one's own attack to attack the enemy.
However, this time, it exceeded Lin Yun's expectations.
When Lin Yun was halfway through the execution of the sword technique, the lightning and fire energy condensed into saber aura was less than one meter away from Lin Yun!
"No, it's too slow!" Lin Yun knitted his brows. Judging from the current speed, the saber aura would reach him before he could finish executing the sword sutra.
Left with no choice, Lin Yun gave up on executing the sword technique and forcefully shifted his position in mid-air.
In the next second, the terrifying saber aura brushed past Lin Yun's waist and struck the ground.
Boom!
Following a deafening explosion, gravel and dust flew in all directions. A hundred-meter-deep and hundred-meter-long ravine appeared on the ground.
In the ravine, there were lightning and fire rising.
Almost at the same time, Lin Yun's body was like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed into the ground.
"Sect Leader Lin …" Seijen was a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that Lin Yun would suffer.
Above the sea, the four island masters stood side by side, and each of their faces revealed a proud expression.
Soon, Lin Yun stood up. His clothes were a little torn, but his body was not injured at all.
Lin Yun looked at his fists and frowned.
"Is it the paralysis light?" After a while, Lin Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at Qian Bei, and said in a faint tone.
Qian Bei's eyes widened, and then he laughed. He couldn't help but admire, "Sect Leader Lin, such a small detail was noticed by you."
"Indeed, my Phantom Face Martial Spirit is not only an illusion."
Lin Yun twisted his neck, and his face was still calm.
Just now, the cooperation of the four island masters was indeed out of Lin Yun's expectation. Every one of them used their Martial Spirit's ability almost perfectly. Obviously, the four island masters had fought side by side.
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