Chapter 218: Are You Doing Eye Exercises?
At this time, the Cangyuan Sword was floating quietly above Ye Junlin's head, and its entire body was enveloped in a golden glow, making it look extremely sacred.
From the previous True Immortal Level Immortal Weapon, it has transformed across multiple dimensions to the Immortal Lord Level Immortal Weapon. The increase in power is extremely huge.
The black dragon halberd that Ming Wanjun was so proud of was instantly eclipsed after the Cang Yuan Sword appeared.
Without even using that much force, he was deflected away with a full blow.
This is the difference!
"How come you have an Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon? This is unfair!!" Ming Wanjun almost lost control of his emotions because he took out his most proud treasure, but it turned out to be nothing in front of that young man.
This feeling is very frustrating.
My pride was shattered.
"Guess." Ye Junlin smiled.
"Wait a minute, Immortal Immortal Island! You must have gotten this from Immortal Immortal Island!" Ming Wanjun suddenly reacted and shouted.
This is the only explanation available at the moment.
"That's it." Everyone was shocked, with envy in their eyes.
"Ah, yes, yes,"
Ye Junlin didn't deny it either.
Oh, just play.
"You admitted it! I knew it was like this!" Seeing the young man admitting it on his own initiative, Ming Wanjun was filled with jealousy beyond recognition, and felt very sad in his heart.
That is an Immortal Lord-level fairy weapon. It is held by very few powerful people in the clan, and all of them are high-ranking figures.
Unexpectedly, in this world, there are actually indigenous people who take it out!
It would be a lie to say that I am not jealous.
Almost going crazy!
"Hmph, the Immortal Lord-level immortal weapon is certainly powerful, but it must be very difficult for you to activate it with your mere Celestial Immortal-level cultivation. I have tens of thousands of subordinates as helpers. As long as you exhaust your immortal power, I will win. The certainty.”
"If you die, not only this immortal weapon, but also everything on Immortal Immortal Island will belong to me!"
Ming Wanjun's eyes showed fiery greed, and he was blinded by desire. He was so greedy that he wanted to gain wealth through danger.
After all, behind him are 80,000 true immortal-level soldiers, the professionally trained war department of the Nether Clan.
As long as the clan's battle formation is set up, 80,000 true immortals can be twisted into a rope, and the burst of strength is comparable to the best among the heavenly immortals.
On the other hand, Ye Junlin can only fight alone, so Ming Wanjun feels that this battle is still affordable!
"Well, as long as you are happy." Ye Junlin looked at Ming Wanjun with a look that looked at a mentally retarded person.
Ming Wanjun had blue veins protruding from his forehead. He held the black dragon halberd high above his head and roared hysterically: "Everyone is ready, form a formation for me!!!"
"kill!!"
The 80,000 soldiers of the Nether Tribe roared angrily while holding immortal weapons, and all moved to stand in their respective positions, displaying the battle formations they had practiced countless times.
Rumble...
At this moment, a terrifying wave of evil energy spurted out from the battle formation. Dozens of dark purple sky-swallowing pythons appeared together. Their huge bodies rolled around each other above the battle formation, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Oh my god..." Countless people witnessed this scene and felt chills all over their bodies.
"Ye Junlin, die!"
Ming Wanjun drummed up the boiling immortal power and continuously injected it into the black dragon halberd. The body of the halberd burst out with a dragon-shaped ray of light like a swimming dragon, and slammed towards the target with the sound of dragon roar.
At the same time, the dozens of sky-swallowing giant pythons also circled away, opening their bloody mouths and their fangs, which was frightening.
Boom~!
Ye Junlin stamped his right foot violently, and a huge formation appeared on the ground with him as the center, isolating the monks behind him. This was to prevent the chaos of the battle from affecting innocent people.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
This kind of competition at the immortal level can cause huge destructive power in any aftermath.
Not to mention tens of thousands of immortals!
That scene is terrifying just thinking about it!
Rumble~
In the sky above the Yuhua Gate, bursts of bright light clusters erupted.
"this!"
Ming Wanjun's pupils shrank in horror, and he saw with his own eyes that the dragon-shaped glow he shot out was cleanly cut off by the golden flying sword.
Swish, swish, even the dozens of sky-swallowing giant pythons condensed from the battle formation of the Nether Clan were chopped off as quickly as vegetables, without any delay.
Ye Junlin manipulated the Cangyuan Sword with his two fingers and said in a mocking tone: "If that's all you have, then I will be disappointed."
As soon as these words came out, Ming Wanjun almost became so angry that he vomited blood.
"Very good, you forced me to do this..."
Ming Wanjun made up his mind and secretly sent a message to the other two lieutenants: "Take this opportunity to attack him with spiritual magic!"
Those two adjutants, besides Ming Wanjun, have the highest status in the army.
Although they are ordinary Mysterious Immortals on the outside and are suppressed to the first level of Celestial Immortals after entering the Kunlun Realm, they still have a secret identity that is envied and awed by countless immortals.
That is the spiritual monk!
Mental power monks focus on the improvement of mental power. Their mental power is their trump card, and they can take people's lives invisibly.
This road has extremely high barriers to entry, is very difficult, and requires a huge amount of energy and time.
Most practitioners will not deliberately choose this path, because without talent and opportunity, the hard work will be in vain.
But if you can really become a spiritual monk, your value will be tens of millions of times higher than that of an ordinary practitioner.
What the spiritual monks focus on is using their own spiritual power to turn into weapons to attack other people's spirits.
Either you succeed in one move and leave gracefully, or you fail and suffer backlash, and your vitality is seriously damaged.
It's really extreme!
Therefore, even if you are a spiritual power cultivator who specializes in this way, you will not easily use spiritual power techniques on others if you are not sure that you can succeed 100%.
And Ming Wanjun's two accompanying adjutants are also one of his trump cards that have won him many battles. Sometimes when he encounters difficulties, he can even suddenly achieve miraculous effects and defeat the enemy with one move!
At this time, facing this difficult enemy, Ming Wanjun secretly asked the other adjutants to join forces to catch Ye Junlin off guard.
After all, in Ming Wanjun's view, Ye Junlin is a celestial fairy-level strongman, so his spiritual power starts at level 30, and normally it is close to level 40, which is absolutely impossible to compare with his two adjutants.
Because his two adjutants have reached the 69th level of spiritual power, which is second only to the spiritual power threshold of the fairy king level!
It is worth mentioning that under the background of such law suppression, it is a blessing for spiritual power cultivators, which is equivalent to being unconstrained in this aspect.
After all, their biggest reliance is mental power, not their own cultivation!
"Yes, Commander."
After receiving Ming Wanjun's voice transmission, the two mental power cultivators who had been watching the situation quietly, their eyes burst into terrifying brilliance, and the corners of their mouths raised a cruel smile, looking at Ye Junlin as if looking at prey.
They couldn't wait to use mental power to disintegrate the young man's mind with a crushing force, turning him into a muddleheaded fool.
At this moment, Ye Junlin was controlling the flying sword to cut off the giant sky-swallowing python that followed. To be honest, with his current cultivation, he really couldn't exert the power of the immortal king-level immortal weapon. Fortunately, his physique was far beyond that of an ordinary celestial immortal, and he could still use it with ease.
If it were other ordinary celestial immortals, their immortal power would be exhausted in one round and it would be difficult to continue.
Suddenly.
Ye Junlin noticed that two of the Hades monks were behaving strangely. Not only did they close their eyes and press the acupuncture points around their eyes with their fingers, but they also had a cruel smile on their lips.
“Strange, are they doing…”
“Eye exercises?”