Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 236, the demeanor of the Great Sage
Rumble!
Dark clouds with distinct water chestnut angles appeared in the distant sky, rushing toward Tiandang Mountain like a tsunami.

The members of the Lin family looked intently, only to realize that they were not dark clouds, but ancient warships!

Covering the sky, blocking the sun, making the whole sky dark!
On the top stands the skull battle flag that makes the whole continent fearful. It is hunting and hunting, revealing a strong killing spirit, filling the whole world!

The terrifying coercion made everyone in the Lin family turn pale.

Click! .
The phantom array outside the small world of the Lin Family Sanctuary shattered instantly, revealing the entire small world.

When there is a phantom formation, the outside world can be seen from the small world, but the outside world cannot see the inside. After the phantom formation is broken, the entire small world is exposed, lying translucently in the depths of Tiandang Mountain. The vast wasteland and Linjiacheng are like Overlapping with Tiandang Mountain, it looks like a dream.

hum!
Dozens of ancient battleships were hovering ten miles away, and a group of Doom Cult killers exuding a strong murderous aura came out, and the leader was the Doom Cult leader who ruled the mainland!
The great sage of the Lin family stepped forward and confronted the Bad Luck Sect.

hum!
The fearful coercion spread between the two sides, and the space seemed to be frozen. One person alone faced hundreds of killing saints, but his momentum was not weak at all. This is the style of a great saint!

Hundreds of killing saints from the Misfortune Sect stared closely at the Great Sage of the Lin family with an unnatural expression on their faces.

"Sure enough, it's Lin Haotian, an old man, this old man who has lived a long time!"

"This old guy's cultivation is unfathomable, be careful.".
The Master of Doom cast a glance at them.

"You are all martial saints. You have never seen such a big storm. As for being afraid of this, you have completely lost the face of the Misfortune Sect!"

Hundreds of killing saints do not know whether it is possible or not.

"Lin Haotian is a ruthless man who survived from the era of God Wars. His hands were stained with the blood of the gods. It is always right to be careful."

"He is a great sage. Ordinary martial sages are no match for him at all. I have already said that if we invite several lords to fight, we alone will not be able to deter the Lin family at all!"

The Master of Misfortune's face was very ugly, and his momentum had weakened a little before the battle started.

boom!
The cultivation base exploded, and he stood up directly, and the terrifying coercion enveloped him.

"Are the Lin family sure they want to be enemies of the Misfortune Sect?"

The loud voice spread throughout the small world of the Lin family.

"So what if you become an enemy of the Doom Cult?"

Lin Haotian snorted, and an even greater coercion erupted, blocking the coercion of the Master of Misfortune, counter-pressing it, causing the entire void to collapse!

The massacres of the Bad Luck Sect are all stiff, their hairs stand up suddenly, and their scalps feel numb. They always feel that the question of the leader is a bit stupid. With the prestige of the Bad Luck Sect, it’s okay to scare the Lin family. If you want to scare him, Obviously impossible!
This old guy is a ruthless person who dares to challenge the gods. What else can he be afraid of?

Although hundreds of saints came here this time, it is still a bit uncertain. Even if he can be killed, he will probably suffer heavy casualties. Confronting the great sage, such stupid things, should be done less in the future, otherwise the warriors will fall easily!

A year ago, the Heavenly Demon Sect dispatched a peak martial saint, Ni Xingzhou, to fight to death the Great Sage of the Martial Saint Academy, because the great sage had exhausted his life energy and was already very weak.

The Lin Haotian in front of him is not comparable to the half-dead saint of the Martial Saint Academy. His energy collapsed and his blood was as vigorous as a dragon. It is estimated that he still has many years to live.
Even if a god came to the world, he probably dared to break his wrist. To put it bluntly, he would be like a god in the mainland where the god of war does not come out!

The Master of Doom stared at him coldly.

"Lin Haotian, even if you can go all out and be fearless, don't you think about it for the members of the Lin family? Going against the Misfortune Sect will not end well in the end, and it will only bring disaster to the Lin family. You should be very clear about this. point!"

Lin Haotian looked indifferent.

"It's up to you? If I remember correctly, when I became a martial saint, you were just a golden-faced killer of the Misfortune Sect, right? At that time, you didn't even have the qualifications to be a holy son. Later, you Misfortune Sect Saints Your son was killed by a genius from the Zhimu family, so you have a chance to rise to the top."

The eyes of the hundreds of slayers of the Misfortune Cult all looked strange. The leader had practiced hundreds of years more than them. As for how to ascend to the position of leader, they really didn't know. It turned out that the former saint son was a substitute after the accidental death of his predecessor.

The shortcomings were exposed, making the face of the Master of Doom extremely embarrassing.

"You don't rely on the old to sell the old here, even if you don't take me seriously, you need to know that the masters of our bad luck are still alive, and it's not your turn to be rampant!"

"If it comes, I, Lin, will take over."

The coercion on Lin Haotian's body became stronger and stronger, causing the expressions of all the elders of the Debad Fortune Sect to change slightly.

Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Misfortune Sect, and an ancient sword as black as ink appeared in his hand, covered with ancient inscription patterns. The peerless sharpness caused a black line to split in the void, spreading hundreds of meters, which was extremely terrifying.

"Let me ask one last time, is the Lin family really going to cover up the dragon?"

As the leader of the Misfortune Sect, the pinnacle killer among the Misfortune Killers, his hands have been stained with the blood of countless peerless powerhouses, making the entire small world of the Lin Family Sanctuary full of oppression.

Lin Haotian's voice was flat, "He is also a member of our Lin family. If the Lin family doesn't even dare to protect a single member, what face does it have to stand in the world?"

The figure of the Master of Misfortune slowly dimmed and disappeared suddenly.

"Since that's the case, there is nothing to say!"

The monstrous murderous aura is everywhere, only the cold voice can be heard.

boom!
A hundred-meter-long peerless sword glow emerged from the void and appeared behind Lin Haotian!
"Ancestor!"

"Be careful!".
The members of the Lin family exclaimed. Although they knew that this sword was not a threat, they were still worried. The Great Sage is the Optimus Prime of the Lin family. If there is any damage, the sky of the Lin family will collapse.

"Is this all you can do?"

Lin Haotian's body trembled, and his majestic energy expanded, imprisoning this peerless sword for life.

boom!
The terrifying aura swelled, causing the entire body of the Hierarch of Misfortune to be blown out of the void!
"What are you waiting for?"

The leader of the Misfortune Sect was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He suffered a loss as soon as he fought. The majesty's power was really powerful. He looked at hundreds of martial saints and roared angrily.

The leader has taken the lead, and hundreds of saints can only bite the bullet.

"kill!"

"kill!".
Letting out a ferocious beast-like roar may be to embolden himself, or to embolden others. A pinnacle saint puts too much pressure on them.

boom!boom!
A series of dull and loud noises erupted from the entire sky of Tiandang Mountain, the void collapsed in pieces, fragmented, the brilliant light of Yuan Li flickered, and the bright sword energy crisscrossed!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Haotian fought thousands of times with hundreds of killers!
Click! .
A sacred vessel was shattered, and the fragments flew out and landed in Tiandang Mountain.

boom!
It caused a high mountain to collapse in an instant, as if destroying the world. The duel between the martial saints, with a little residual power, would be enough to destroy the world!
Puff! .
The appearance of blood-colored rainbows was known to Wu Sheng's extreme metamorphosis of blood blooming.

The speed of the fight was too fast, people with cultivation below King Wu couldn't see clearly at all.

"The people of the Misfortune Cult are too shameless, hundreds of saints besieged the ancestor!"

"Old Ancestor, there must be nothing wrong!"

The clansmen could only clenched their fists tightly and kept praying.

"The great sage of the Lin family really lives up to his reputation, and his combat power is not weaker than that of our Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Ni Xuan's beautiful eyes flickered, and Long Buqi's eyesight could keep up. The blood did not belong to the great sage of the Lin family.

(End of this chapter)