Chapter 10676

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched involuntarily: "How can luck be used in this way?"

As the owner of huge luck, Lin Yi naturally knows that luck is a good thing and has various mysterious effects.

However, apart from some relatively superficial blessings of luck entering the body, Lin Yi's eyes are dimmed when it comes to some truly substantive deep-level usages of luck, just like how to obtain a large amount of luck, it is basically blank. By personal exploration.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid even he would have found it unbelievable that using huge luck can greatly improve his personal strength in a short period of time!

The exaggeration of the lifting range far exceeds any other stimulation aids.

Feeling the unprecedented powerful power in his body, Emperor Ling looked at Lin Yi with contemptuous eyes: "Your physical body seems to be very strong, but I don't know if it can match this emperor's King Kong!"

While speaking, his figure had already reached the top of Lin Yi's head in a blink of an eye, and he smashed down heavily with his arms forming a hammer.

Lin Yi was caught off guard and could only reach out to block.

boom!

The place where Lin Yi was standing was suddenly reduced to a two-foot-wide pit, hundreds of meters deep, black without bottom.

The Emperor Ling smiled triumphantly: "Don't worry, you have been sealed by the Bird in a Cage. I don't bully you, it's physical body against physical body. Let's see how strong you are!"

As he spoke, he chased after him.

However, in less than half a second, he was blasted up, accompanied by Lin Yi's calm voice: "Don't cry if you suffer later."

"Sharp teeth!"

Immediately, the Linghuang rushed forward with golden light again.

The two sides came and went, every move was punched to the flesh, and the places they passed were like deep pits baptized by tactical missiles. The surviving people in the audience were collectively dumbfounded.

Combats of this level are rare. As for pure hand-to-hand combat at this level, it is even more rare in ten thousand years.

But even if it was just pure hand-to-hand combat, the aftermath of the energy unintentionally brought up by the two of them still had a fatal threat to the onlookers, and the wailing of the unlucky ghost came from time to time.

The two sides fought each other for a full quarter of an hour before they finally separated again.

At this time, the Linghuang Hall was already devastated, and it no longer had the majesty and solemnity before. Instead, it presented a desolation that seemed like a doomsday battlefield.

Lin Yi exhaled softly, looked at the other party who was still shining golden: "Your King Kong is not bad, it is really hard."

Linghuang sneered back with a relaxed face: "You have tried your best, but I haven't really exerted my strength yet."

Lin Yi had a strange expression: "Really? But your hands seem to be shaking?"

"..."

Linghuang froze, and slowly stretched his hand behind his back, looking at Lin Yi with a slightly imperceptible haze.

Aside from other things, at least in the quarter-hour physical attack just now, the two were indeed evenly divided, and neither of them could really gain the upper hand.

You know, this is the result of him temporarily forcibly increasing his strength by taking advantage of the luck of the whole family. If he uses his own strength, if he really wants to play this kind of pure physical battle with Lin Yi, he will be crushed to death. The fate of the scum!

With his pride as an emperor, how could he tolerate such an unbearable result!

Linghuang snorted heavily: "Didn't you realize that this emperor's strength is still skyrocketing?"

While speaking, his aura rose again at a speed visible to the naked eye, unexpectedly reaching the category comparable to the peak venerable in the middle stage of the human mystic rank!

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched wildly.

If this can continue to skyrocket without limit, how can we fight?

The increase in physical strength is at best just the tip of the iceberg for the Linghuang at this moment. If he really let go of his hands and feet, even the current Lin Yi will frown when he sees it.

However, Linghuang insisted on sticking to the method of physical combat. Although it could be regarded as the pride of a physical master to some extent, Lin Yi still felt that something was wrong.

A familiar ailment.

"Aren't you using me as a whetstone?"

Lin Yi grinned strangely. Once upon a time, he did the same thing in front of a strong enemy, and more than once.

I didn't expect that today it turned into a stepping stone for others. It's really a feng shui turn.

Linghuang showed a disdainful expression: "You are also worthy?"

At this time, the old man who was watching the battle from a distance finally realized something was wrong, and shouted angrily: "Bastard! You dare to use this method to polish the luck of the whole clan into your own personal luck. You are betraying the clan! I want Abolish your position as the Spirit Emperor!"

The other high-level spirit clan members were in an uproar when they heard the words.

They were pleasantly surprised to see such a domineering performance of the Linghuang just now. After all, the stronger the Linghuang, the farther away the spirit clan will be from the end of the clan annihilation, and the safer they, the high-level people, will be.

But at this moment when they heard the roar of the old man, they finally reacted belatedly.

In the so-called physical battle, Linghuang didn't want to defeat Lin Yi head-on at all, but used this method to cheat the world and steal the luck of the whole family.

Luck is the foundation of a family.

The most important thing for the Spirit Race to survive under the threat of powerful human forces is to rely on their luck.

Once the fate of the whole clan is swallowed by the Linghuang himself, the fate of these other members of the Lingzu can be imagined.

"Heh, did you finally find out?"

Linghuang glanced at the old man with disdain: "Unfortunately, it's too late, old man."

After he finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of saliva, and it was like a miniature cannonball pierced through the old man's throat from a distance of several miles.

The old man stood there in a daze, insisting on not falling down, but he was already exhausted, and he died with regret!

The audience was shocked.

All the high-ranking spirit clan looked at the Linghuang with horrified expressions on their faces.

Although many of them were on the side of the Linghuang, even the most loyal supporters of the Linghuang would never dare to imagine the scene in front of them.

Even if the Emperor Ling killed the Qing family who had become a totem of loyalty, they would understand. After all, this is politics, human beings are political animals, and so are the people of the Lingzu.

However, the old man himself is from the lineage of the Spirit Emperor.

No matter what he does, even if it seems that his heart is for the Qing clan, he is still thinking about the Linghuang lineage in essence.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see this.

Especially for the new emperor who has just ascended the throne, such an elder of the royal family is even more needed to escort him. As long as there is an old man around, no matter what kind of embarrassing situation the Spirit Clan encounters, at least there will always be a chance to end it decently.

Once the old man is gone, there will be no room for change in many things.

Who would have thought that the Emperor Ling would kill such a sea-fixing needle with his own hands!

It was so fierce that it really made everyone shudder.

The Emperor Ling sneered and looked at the senior leaders of the Spirit Race: "Listen well, from now on, the Spirit Race only allows one voice, and that is the voice of the Emperor, and all other voices are absolutely not allowed to exist, otherwise He is your fate."