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Chapter 390 Who is going to kill me?(1/2)

Duh duh!

At this moment, the entire empire was radiating light in all directions.

That is the luster of spiritual power.

This spiritual power may be strong or weak, but it all falls on the rune.

Whoosh!

Then this rune condensed all the power and rushed towards the giant dragon in the sky.

roar!

At this moment, the giant dragon suddenly exhaled and roared, golden light burst out from its body, and its scales sprouted, full of vitality, just like a real golden-armored dragon.

"How come?"

Staring at the giant dragon, Jian Mo's eyes were filled with surprise and horror.

In his eyes, the cultivators in this imperial capital were all extremely weak and vulnerable.

But why can this formation be activated?

But Jian Mo didn't know that today, almost all the cultivators in the imperial capital took action, and they did not hold back, using all their strength.

"With the power of tens of thousands of people in the imperial capital, Jian Mo, you must die!" Looking at the more powerful dragon, Lin Yan's eyes were also touched.

Today, he almost fell into despair.

Unexpectedly, the cultivators in the Imperial Capital could actually achieve this step.

roar!

After Lin Yan finished speaking, the giant dragon stirred and moved towards the giant sword with thunderous sounds. Its teeth were condensed and its expression was majestic, like an ancient dragon resurrected.

In the imperial capital, countless people stared at the sky.

Their faces were pale and their spiritual energy was exhausted.

But they also share a fighting spirit.

This is no longer just a showdown between Lin Yan and Jian Mo.

This is a life and death battle between them and the Sword Academy.

"cut!"

Jian Mo also retreated. He roared again. When the sound fell, all the power in his body was completely drained.

The giant sword also fell again.

boom!

However, the giant dragon jumped up, grabbed the giant sword with its claws, and exerted force.

Click!

There was a crisp sound on the giant sword, and cracks were opened again.

Poof!

The power of this formation has long been connected with Jian Mo's aura. The giant sword is like this, and Jian Mo is also bleeding from his mouth and nose.

However, even though the giant sword was split, the power of the sword was still astonishingly strong, and the sword energy floated around, making the void tremble.

roar!

yi't

The giant dragon roared again, and then all the golden light on its body flowed and condensed on the dragon's claws.

Bang!

Finally, under this power, the giant sword suddenly shattered.

Roads of sword energy dispersed between heaven and earth.

Poof!

The meridians in Jian Mo's body burst instantly.

Everything is over!

His entire body also fell from the mid-air.

At this moment, his breath also dissipated quickly. In his last glance before dying, he stared at Lin Yan in complete disbelief.

Sword Academy, an ancient inheritance.

Possessing a divine array.

He is also a powerful saint.

But today, he was killed by a young man from the Saint Transformation Realm.

Then his eyes became resentful: "Lin Yan, if you go to Dongling City in the future, you will definitely become enemies of hundreds of tribes, hahaha..."

This laughter did not last long.

This was Jian Mo's last voice. The laughter was only half-sent, and his breath disappeared completely.

Bang!

When he fell to the ground, he was already a dead body.

Ahem!

At this time, Lin Yan also breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He beheaded the practitioners of the Sword Academy.

Especially the deacons and the vice-dean are all from Dongling City, and the power behind them is extremely impressive.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Lin Yan is the enemy of hundreds of tribes.

But... there was determination in Lin Yan's deep eyes.

"So what if we are enemies of hundreds of tribes? I, Lin Yan... have never been afraid!"

He is so proud!

roar!

At this time, another roar sounded, and above the sky, the giant dragon shouted proudly, that was the voice of the winner, and then the light on its body also disintegrated.

Without Lin Yan's control, it also disappeared.

"I lost again!" The old gambler said at this time, "But I am convinced that I lost, and it was quite worth it. Although this is just a battle fought by a cultivator in the Holy Transformation Realm, it is definitely not inferior to a world-shattering battle.

.”

"It's just that I still feel like I've heard the name 'Lin Yan' somewhere, but for some reason I just can't remember it."

The old gambler started to chatter again.

But the old liar ignored him, put away the winning bet, and left.

The old gambler looked at Lin Yan in the distance, then at the old liar, and then chased after him.

Lin Yan naturally didn't know anything about them.

After all, at this time, Lin Yan was extremely weak and severely injured. His internal organs, meridians and bones seemed to have exploded, and his spiritual and soul power were also exhausted.

Even if a cultivator in the Mortal Realm takes action, he can be killed at this moment.

Fifty miles away, Lin Jian and others were also very weak.

But they stuffed the elixir into their mouths and headed directly towards the Sword Academy.

"Faster, faster." Lin Jian was still shouting, but their speed couldn't be much faster. After all, the power of the pill could not restore them to their original strength.

After half an hour, they arrived near the sword courtyard.

At this time, Lin Yan was dying.

This kind of injury is difficult to recover even with elixirs, and it is even impossible to practice.

With the power of the Saint Realm, Lin Yan was probably the only one in this realm who was able to forcefully activate the divine formation without exploding and dying?

Ta-ta-ta!

But at this moment, a voice sounded suddenly.

This made Lin Yan's body suddenly tense up.

A hint of danger is gradually approaching.

Lin Yan also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

He can feel the killing intent.

It was an extremely shocking and intense killing intent.

This murderous intention was aimed at him.
To be continued...
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