A cold snort suddenly rang out.

Lin Yu's sudden move caught many people off guard.

But some people still realized what was happening.

The figure of the Poison Master flashed from the rear of the army to the front, facing the radiant light, and with a wave of his hand, a surge of powerful demonic energy erupted.

He was about to block Lin Yu's attack.

However, the next second, something shocking happened.

No matter how surging the Poison Old Man's demonic power was.

That ray of light, however, seemed to pass through without any hindrance, and landed directly on the most densely packed part of the army.

"Buzz!"

An invisible tremor spread through the air.

A dazzling burst of light erupted.

The front-line army stirred, and countless demonic energy fluctuations spread.

All the demons spontaneously used their demonic power to protect themselves, attempting to withstand the attack.

However, all their efforts were in vain.

As the glow spread, there was no huge roar as expected, nor any terrifying scene of the earth shaking.

Everything was so uneventful, as if nothing had happened.

That seemingly powerful attack was like a gentle breeze, causing no damage whatsoever.

Just when everyone was amazed and puzzled.

In the sky, Poison Master's figure swayed, as if he were drunk, and fell from the sky.

The army on the ground abruptly stopped advancing, standing motionless in place.

what happened?

The demon army behind them looked bewildered, not knowing what was going on.

There were no fluctuations of magical or demonic power, nor any earth-shattering aftershocks of battle.

But why are my colleagues not moving?

At this time.

A gentle breeze swept across the battlefield.

"thump."

There was a muffled sound.

A demon who had been standing motionless like a statue suddenly collapsed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

As this demon clan member met his end, it was as if a chain reaction had been triggered.

Those demons who crossed the border fell to the ground one after another, like dominoes.

His eyes were wide open, and bright red blood seeped from his seven orifices, making his face look extremely ferocious.

Just like the King's Intoxication back then.

Compared to Wang Quanzui, who was barely able to survive at the time, these demons were completely annihilated, their souls destroyed and their bodies and souls vanished.

There were no external injuries on his body, but he was still not breathing.

The soul soars to the heavens.

silence.

The battlefield, which had just been incredibly noisy, was now deathly silent.

Behind the border, the demon soldiers who had just been about to step forward, ignoring Lin Yu's words, now stared at their comrades who had died so bizarrely.

My heart began to tremble.

A deep fear of the figure in the sky spread through my heart.

As demons, they have experienced countless battles throughout their long lives.

However, this time the battle they faced left them helpless.

There was no fighting, no contact.

Nothing at all.

They only saw a dazzling light flash by, and before they even knew what it was, it was all over.

It is always frightening to do this, especially in the current situation.

They didn't even know how to defend against the attack they had just received.

Lin Yu, high above in the sky, looked down at the scene with a faint, cold smile.

A single mental storm directly annihilated tens of thousands of demons, which was quite effective, and there were no messy aftershocks, making it a pleasing sight to behold.

With a quick glance, Lin Yu turned his gaze to Poison Master, who had just been hit by a mental storm and was clearly in a much weaker state.

He reached out his hand indifferently, as if to grab it.

Poison Master stood on the ground, his expression pained, and he didn't even react to Lin Yu's actions.

He was truly caught off guard by that mental storm.

It should be noted that in the past, within the vast Dao Alliance, those who practiced spiritual cultivation methods were extremely few and far between.

Not to mention that cultivating to the level of Lin Yu is practically unparalleled.

Under these circumstances, Poison Master really did not expect things to turn out this way.

This is also thanks to the fact that he is a demon, possessing a long lifespan. Through the tempering of time, his will and spirit are far stronger than those of ordinary cultivators.

Otherwise, that one blow alone would have been enough to make him lose consciousness.

Instead of being like I am now, with my head just a mess, completely confused.

Before Lin Yu could make another move, a powerful aura erupted from the demon army, and an old figure slowly walked over.

Behind it, a towering poisonous barrier rose against the wind, purple smoke filling the sky and shrouding this world in a purple glow.

Lin Yu glanced at Huan Du Qingtian indifferently, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

Stop joking. You think you can come and go as you please?

Do they really think their Martial Alliance has no one left?

Or do you think that everyone in this world has to give you face?

Seeing that Lin Yu remained unmoved, Huan Du Qingtian's expression turned cold. He waved his hand, and a surge of powerful demonic energy rushed towards Lin Yu.

Seeing this, Lin Yu was not to be outdone.

The fine, gray energy roared from his dantian, whipping up a whirlwind as it crashed into Huan Du Qingtian.

The two attacks collided in mid-air, a simple test that sparked a massive impact at the center of the boundary.

A large number of demon soldiers were thrown into the air by the impact, falling to the ground and wailing in pain.

Lin Yu waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept through, dispersing the miasma drifting from Huan Du Qing Tian. Gray qi also spread out continuously, sealing off the surrounding space.

Although Lin Yu was very confident, he still needed to be cautious.

Especially when dealing with this guy who likes to poison, you can't be careless, lest you be caught off guard and suffer a setback.

"I said, anyone who crosses the line will be killed without mercy."

After a simple collision, Lin Yu looked at Huan Du Qingtian and said indifferently.

Having said that, without giving Huan Du Qingtian any chance to react, Lin Yu made his move once again.

This time, however, it's not as simple as a test.

The gray aura surged and churned, and a tall, illusory figure stepped out from the endless gray mist, exuding a powerful aura and shining with dazzling light.

It was none other than Lin Yu's Martial Soul Dharma Image!

Sensing this powerful aura, Huan Du Qingtian's eyes narrowed slightly. The poisonous barrier in the sky moved without wind, transforming into a monstrous wave that crossed the border and rushed towards Lin Yu.

But Lin Yu's movements were clearly faster. His huge Martial Soul Dharma Image flashed by and reappeared beside Poison Old Man.

This unprecedented tactic deepened the solemnity on Huan Du Qingtian's face.

The thick poison barrier instantly transformed into a giant hand, which slammed towards the Martial Soul Dharma Image.

Ten Thousand Poison Shocking Fists!

This time, Huandu Qingtian got serious.

With a wave of its massive hand, the heavens and earth seemed to roar, and the force of the palm strike was astonishing.

This immense force effortlessly tore through the clouds in the sky, and wherever it passed, even the ground was plowed with a deep trench by the force of the palm strike.

Faced with this palm strike, one after another illusory figure began to appear around the Martial Soul Dharma Image.

That was the martial art that Lin Yu had integrated; it was a tangible manifestation of it!

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