Covering the Sky: Fishing for the Supreme Bone, making Ji Ziyue drool!

Even some saintly figures cannot do this, which shows how powerful the Yin-Yang Saint is.

It displayed extreme speed, as fast as lightning, and distanced itself from Lin Chen.

"Escape? Where can we escape to?"

Lin Chen took a step forward, and mysterious runes appeared under his feet, blocking the path that the Yin-Yang Saint Son was destined to take.

His right foot collapsed, causing the void to cave in and cutting off his retreat.

"Lin Chen, leave some room for maneuver in the future. Your aggressive approach is going too far."

"So what if I'm being aggressive today?"

Lin Chen said coldly.

After his physical body transformed into the Sea of ​​Wheels, his vital energy and blood were incredibly terrifying.

Without any supernatural powers, the mere impact of qi and blood was like a category 30 storm.

Without the protection of the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, the Yin-Yang Holy Son felt he would be crushed into a bloody mist.

this is too scary.

He is also an exceptional genius, at the second level of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, capable of defying the transformation into a dragon.

But when facing Lin Chen, she was as weak as an infant.

How could such a figure emerge among the young prodigies of the Eastern Wilderness? He can be called unparalleled in his generation!

The Yin-Yang Saint Son could stand on equal footing with the princes of the Immortal Dynasty, but when facing Lin Chen, he was not even in the same league.

But then, a colorful cloud suddenly flew in, like a galaxy floating by.

"Beware! The bone powder remaining on the remains of ancient sages, refined into stardust, will surely kill you if you touch it!"

From a distance, Feng Ning offered a reminder.

Even he was a little frightened by this powerful weapon and dared not touch it easily.

Lin Chen's senses were sharp, and he immediately sensed the impending danger.

With a flick of his hand, a pitch-black gourd appeared, blocking the view of the colorful galaxy.

The starry sky is beautiful, yet it harbors endless killing intent. It scratches the surface of the gourd, creating a series of sparks, but leaves not a trace.

"What kind of weapon is this?!"

The Yin-Yang Saintess was shocked.

The bone powder of sages is as heavy as a mountain, solid and indestructible. Apart from materials such as immortal gold and divine materials, few can withstand it.

However, the black gourd that Lin Chen took out easily blocked it without being damaged in the slightest.

"A weapon capable of slaying saints and sages, yet you dare to shake it with mere ashes?"

Lin Chen said calmly.

These people are too ignorant. Even the ashes of ancient sages can be used as a trump card.

Although the Yin-Yang Holy Sword has the word "holy" in its name, it is not a holy weapon; at most, it is a weapon of kings.

After easily dismantling the Yin-Yang Saintess's methods.

Lin Chen looked at the Yin-Yang Saint, his eyes cold.

"If you can withstand one of my fingers, you can live today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen pointed out with one finger.

The silver light shone brightly, and the holy light illuminated the earth, while the great power of the void surged continuously.

The ultimate skill of the Void Sutra, the Heaven-Cutting Finger.

Two fingers, like dragon scissors, shatter the void.

The Yin-Yang Saint felt a chill run down his spine, his hair stand on end.

What kind of blow was that?

too frightening.

He couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance!

"You want to kill me? Don't even think about it!"

The Yin-Yang Saint shouted, merging his body and Dao into one, and retreated rapidly.

But how could Lin Chen's Dao of the Void be slower than his?

The Heaven-Slaying Finger locks onto his aura, relentlessly pursuing him until death. The distance is rapidly closing, making it impossible for him to dodge.

"help me!"

The Yin-Yang Saint's expression changed.

Really will die!

His earlier boast of killing Lin Chen with a single sword was nothing but empty talk.

But Lin Chen could truly kill him with a single finger.

"Saint!"

The Yin-Yang Saint Son looked at his own Saintess, only to find that she dared not approach him at all.

They might even be trying to escape, hoping to seize this opportunity to flee this place.

"you!"

The Yin-Yang Saint was nearly driven to his death by anger.

Throughout history, the holy sons and daughters of the Yin-Yang Sect have always been Daoist couples.

Yin and Yang, together cultivating the ultimate Yin-Yang path.

But now?

The Yin-Yang Saintess abandoned him to draw fire in order to escape.

When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives. This sense of devastation made the Yin-Yang Saint's eyes widen in fury!

"Ah! Slash!!!"

The Yin-Yang Saint unleashed a sword strike of despair, merging the Yin-Yang diagram into the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, making it extremely powerful enough to slay even the strongest beings in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

But the moment the finger touched the blade, the divine power on the sword collapsed with a roar.

The force of the finger penetrated the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, severing the Yin-Yang Holy Son in half at the waist, his blood splattering into the void.

"Junior, how dare you!"

The members of the Yin-Yang Sect were furious, their anger reaching its peak.

What is Lin Chen doing?

He actually killed the Yin-Yang Saint!

"The Ji family's imperial physique is terrifying! It killed the Yin-Yang Saint Son right after breaking through! It's too powerful!"

"That's a holy son from the Central Plains, yet he wasn't even a match for Lin Chen!"

"This kind of strength is terrifying, completely beyond this era. Even the Golden Age shouldn't have produced such a monstrous talent!"

"I have a premonition that a bloodbath will break out in the Eastern Wilderness and even the Central Plains, and more than one Holy Son will be killed!"

Those minor cultivators and independent practitioners who had retreated to a distance all witnessed this scene, and the impact was immense.

Chapter 174 Fierce Battle with the Grand Elder! Borrowing a Knife to Do with It!

"The Ji family's imperial physique is too powerful; they even dared to kill the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect!"

"This is truly a fight to the death!"

"Alas, on one side they are seizing legendary sacred weapons, and on the other side they are cutting off people's cultivation. They are mortal enemies."

"But Lin Chen is really too bold. Most people don't have such courage."

The crowd was discussing it enthusiastically.

To the members of the Yin-Yang Sect, this was undeniably jarring.

Their own holy son died, becoming a stepping stone for Lin Chen.

Once this news spreads, it will surely shake the Eastern Wilderness once again, and no one of his generation will be able to rival Lin Chen's brilliance.

Even the Ji family's divine body is no match for him, unless he can easily kill a certain holy son with a single move.

"Son!"

Finally, a powerful member of the Yin-Yang Sect broke free from the battle and rushed forward to catch the Yin-Yang Saint.

However, what he was destined to receive was a cold, lifeless corpse.

Lin Chen's primordial spirit was powerful; in the blink of an eye, he annihilated the Yin-Yang Saint, leaving him with no possibility of resurrection.