Chapter 1170

"I haven't seen my blood for a long time."

Dongfang Qingmu's eyes were full of killing intention, and stretched out his palm to catch a little glittering and translucent blood.

In the realm of immortals, even the blood is no longer bright red. Drops of blood falling from the air are irradiated by the sun and emit dazzling light.

"In order to thank you for making me feel hurt, I'll give you a death!"

Dongfang Qingmu's body shook and directly broke through the void. His figure disappeared instantly. A pair of crystal clear hands stretched out from Lin Yin's back. Lin Yin felt that he was not afraid at all. He turned around and hit the hands of Dongfang Qingmu. They withdrew for tens of feet at the same time, and their feet drew ripples in the void.

"Oriental Aoki should be serious."

Xuanyuan white stone squints.

When Dongfang Qingmu was in the land of immortals, he heard the name of Dongfang Qingmu. At that time, it was the top Tianjiao second only to Gu Qiushui. If Gu Qiushui had not been born in which era, the most dazzling young generation in the world would be Dongfang Qingmu.

But now it seems that the Oriental Aoki at that time may have no worse talent than Gu Qiushui. Otherwise, it will not grow so fast after being promoted to Tianxian.

Although Lin Yin is famous for his strong physical body in the lower world, who can promote immortals is not strong physical body. Without a strong physical body, he can't integrate strange things and promote immortals.

Bang bang!

Although the strength of the people present was not weak, their eyes could not keep up with the speed of the fight. They could only see two figures like ghosts, emerging back and forth in the void.

"Magic dragon fist."

Dongfang Qingmu is now completely different from the fairy like skeleton just now. The magic Qi surges all over the body, and four long bone spikes are born on the back, with purple light shining on the bone spikes.

Dongfang Qingmu punched, and a strange animal roared in the void. The powerful fist hit Lin Yin. The clothes on Lin Yin's back were broken, and a three inch blood hole was blown out of thin air, revealing the golden blood and bones inside.

But Lin Yin also cut a hole in Dongfang Qingmu with a sword.

"Kill!"

The two fought faster and faster. Finally, Lin Yin directly abandoned the Qiushui sword and urged the boxing with the formula of refining the body with the stars. The whole person was like the God of war, fighting with the Oriental Green wood, fighting bravely and bravely.

"Bang!"

The two figures flew backwards again.

Everyone was numb and stunned. Even Xuanyuan Baishi was surprised. Lin Yin had been fighting with Dongfang Qingmu for nearly a quarter of an hour, but Dongfang Qingmu didn't take advantage of them at all. Both of them were scarred.

"Kill!"

Lin Yin punched again, and the black cold current around him completely isolated the field of Oriental Green wood. The golden black virtual shadow behind him directly integrated into his fist.

"Boom!"

Dongfang Qingmu's body was hit by Lin Yin. There was a burning trace on his body, and his body shape exploded and retreated several feet.

Lin Yin was so powerful that he stepped out one step at a time and blew one punch at the green wood in the east wind. The fire wrapped around Lin Yin's fists like a circling fire dragon. Lin Yin hit more than a dozen punches one after another, each with not only great power, but also terrible fire.

The Oriental Green wood is full of frustration.

The power of the field is useless, and his strength can't completely avoid the damage caused by Jinwu's inflammation. What surprised him most was that Lin Yin felt some palpitations because of the black air flow around him.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

In the void, it seems that there is a divine hammer and drum.

The power of the collision between their fists and palms broke the earth, and the whole ancestral land of the Song family was destroyed by the battle between them. Many strong people retreat again and again, directly to the position of twenty miles, but even at this position, they can still feel the boiling of Qi and blood and the vibration of muscles and bones.

"It's terrible. Here is the strength of the immortal strong?"

Even the peak of earth immortals such as Cixuan Cologne was stunned.

In particular, Cologne was afraid for a while. He didn't have the magic power of stabbing Xuan. If Lin Yin showed this strength when he just fought with him, he might be blasted into slag with one punch. His proud flesh is nothing in front of the strong immortal. In terms of flesh, Dongfang Qingmu, who is not majoring in flesh, is better than him.

Other people are also ugly. In the battle of strong people at this level, the aftermath of the battle is enough to make them fall. Even if they are involved in the battle between Lin Yin and Dongfang Qingmu with top defense tools, it is estimated that they can't last for a few seconds and will tear them to pieces in an instant.

At the end of the battle, they had no rules in their hands.

Oriental Aoki is almost crazy.

As a strong immortal, Lin Yin's proud flesh and field have no advantage in front of Lin Yin. He thought that even if he can't use the field, it's very simple to suppress a local immortal, but now the development of things has gone beyond his control.

Now his injury is more serious than Lin Yin. Now he has some difficulties even if he wants to get out.

"Lin Yin, do you really want to live with me?"

Oriental Green Wood shouted.

Everyone was shocked. Did Lin Yin force an immortal to this point.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Lin Yin said coldly. There was no expression on his face and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The battle between them became more and more fierce. Dongfang Qingmu tried to escape from the battle several times, but he was always entangled by Lin Yin and didn't give him a chance to escape.

Lin Yin is as tireless as the God of war of the Ninth Heaven, and the smell of Oriental Green wood is getting lower and lower.

In the end.

Lin Yin simply stretched out his hands and suddenly grabbed the body of Dongfang Qingmu.

"What are you doing?"

Dongfang Qingmu stared with disbelief and tried desperately to get rid of Lin Yin's hands.

"Open it for me!"

Lin yinbang drank.

Inspired by Zhenyuan, Lin Yin even turned her white hair into gold. With infinite strength, Lin Yin cracked her hands and tore the Oriental Green wood into two halves. Countless transparent blood burst out from the body of Oriental green trees and fell on the earth. The plants withered and made a sound of Zizi burning.

The crowd stared at the figure of the naked boxer tearing the immortal, all stunned.

An immortal fell.

Or was it killed by a fairy at the peak? It hasn't happened for many years?