God-level copy system

The black and red mask, flickering light, became more and more dazzling.

The smell of blood is also getting stronger.

If an ordinary emperor-level warrior stays within a few miles, the blood in his body will uncontrollably churn, surge, and repeat.

In this state, its combat strength is naturally not one in ten.

Those with a lower cultivation level will be forcibly torn apart, blood will splash out of the body, and it will be difficult to save their lives.

The power of this formation can be seen in general.

Ten miles away, the high-level imperial warriors of the five major forces sensed this power from afar, and their expressions changed again.

"It's actually stronger than last time!"

"Sure enough, that time is not the limit!"

"I don't know if that senior can resist it. If we can't resist it, shall we run away immediately?"

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All the emperor-level warriors communicated with each other.

There were survivors from the last siege of the magic element who spoke, which made the rest of the people panic.

He is no longer so optimistic about Lin Xuan.

Everything has been done, if there is any change, the idea of ​​​​fleeing immediately.

And in front, the place closest to the black and red mask.

Lin Xuan stood in the air, but he was not affected in the slightest.

Those powers disappeared before they approached Lin Xuan for a hundred meters.

It seems that there is an invisible black hole around Lin Xuan, devouring everything.

This is also an important reason why the warriors behind can barely maintain their mood.

If Lin Xuan, a mysterious strong man, couldn't bear it, then they had better retreat earlier.

And below.

Mo Ying and other Mo Yunzong high-level officials did not pay too much attention to the outside situation.

After seeing it, Lin Xuan slapped Wei Zhengzhen, who was at the same level, with almost no resistance.

Then he knew that Lin Xuan was an existence far beyond the peak of the imperial level.

As for whether he has reached the level of a half-emperor powerhouse, he doesn't know.

But I also understand that it is not comparable to those previous opponents.

It is only possible to deal with the outbreak of the sect guarding formation.

It is running at full strength, mobilizing the protective array, and the demonic blood destroys the heavenly array.

Not for a while.

The protective cover of the sect guarding formation turned black all over, like a sea of ​​blood that was extremely thick.

Even the scene inside Moyun Sect below became indistinct and blurred.

Its power is rising steadily.

It is already far beyond the peak level of the imperial level.

A faint trace of imperial prestige drifted out from it.

However, these imperial prestige still walked around Lin Xuan, posing no threat to him.

"Finally, it looks a little bit better."

Lin Xuan looked calm, still unmoved.

"Devil's blood destroys the sky!"

Accompanied by Mo Ying's shout.

The void in a radius of several miles changed color instantly.

It was originally sunny, a beautiful scene with the sun shining down.

It turned into blood in an instant, and countless black and red mist surged.

It's like coming to a boundless sea of ​​blood.

Lin Xuan's figure was completely submerged in it, and he could no longer be seen.

Ten miles away, all the warriors looked at this scene, feeling very nervous.

Just the spread of this blood sea might make them tremble.

The power of it once again exceeded their expectations.

But now, Lin Xuan was nowhere to be seen, so it was impossible to know what happened.

It frightened them even more.

Even the warriors in Yuanlingtang who have some confidence in Lin Xuan are the same.

immediately.

The area that looked like a sea of ​​blood had undergone drastic changes.

Rapidly surging, converging, merging.

In the end, it turned into a knife, which was as large as a kilometer, without a handle, only the blade.

The whole body is blood red.

Stretching across the void, the huge sword light splits the entire sky into two.

Lin Xuan's figure was also revealed.

However, compared with this one-thousand-meter blood-red sword light, Lin Xuan's figure is too small, like an ant.

The emperor's prestige dissipating from the blood-red sword glow was more intense than before.

The original thick black-red protective cover below has also become somewhat transparent, not as good as when it first came.

It was as if the energy had been absorbed by the blood-red sword light.

But Lin Xuan was still unaffected, standing in the void, as if invincible.

All the power will disappear before it gets close.

All the emperor-level fighters who watched from afar were horrified and fearful when they sensed the might of the emperor.

Under this power, they all felt that they had become extremely weak and unbearable.

It seems that he has returned to the state when he had not yet practiced martial arts, instead of reaching the Emperor Martial Realm, the upper level of the entire Eastern Yuan Continent.

They can display the thousand-meter sword light.

But ten miles away, there is still something that makes them feel powerless and unable to condense their fighting spirit, it is beyond their imagination.

If it weren't for Lin Xuan still in front, and still kept calm.

They all chose to flee directly.

Instead of gritting your teeth and persisting, stay here.

Even now, ten miles away, they don't feel much sense of security.

"cut!"

Under a shout that shook all directions.

The thousand-meter-long blood-red sword light slashed down towards Lin Xuan.

The momentum is like a broken bamboo, tearing the sky and cutting the earth.

The power and influence are unmatched.

The huge size does not affect its speed.

When it fell, it seemed that everything was stained with blood.

The sword light turned into a line, leaving a large afterimage.

If the peak of the imperial level is around here, before they can react, they will be submerged, swallowed, shredded, and there will be no bones left.

Even the emperor-level warriors ten miles away couldn't help showing fear.

Lin Xuan's expression was still calm, and there was a bit of a smile on his face.

"Barely a bit of the power of an emperor-level formation, but unfortunately, compared with the real emperor-level formation, it is still far behind."

Lin Xuan murmured softly.

It was as if he didn't take this mighty blood-red blade light seriously.

"Ow!"

Xiaotian, who turned into the size of a palm and lay on Lin Xuan's shoulder, called out, as if responding to Lin Xuan's words.

The sound waves rolled, and the blood-colored mist around them was shaken away.

These blood-colored mist contained a faint imperial prestige.

But still retreat.

Unfortunately, no one noticed this scene.

Lin Xuan faced the falling huge blood-red sword light.

Extend your palm and give it an upward grip.

Endless invisible air waves roared out.

an instant.

The blood-red mist covering thousands of meters around Lin Xuan was shattered by the shock and disappeared.

The sky around has returned to its previous clearness and warmth.

As if nothing happened.

Countless torrent-like, endless waves of air turned into a transparent palm and met the blood-red sword glow.

To be precise, it was caught.

Looking at this scene, Mo Ying's heart skipped a beat, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Moreover, Lin Xuan is still so arrogant.

Such a palm seems to be done casually.

Did not display martial arts, esoteric meaning.

No magic weapon was used either.

It's like an ordinary palm.

Speaking of which, Lin Xuan's approach is very beneficial to Mo Ying.

But is that really the case?