With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

Ling Yu pulled out a black ball of light from the shattered head of the corpse.

In this black ball of light, Ling Yu felt a disgusting evil spirit.

"Crack!"

Ling Yu pressed the palm of her hand hard, crushing the ball of light.

Only then did Zhao Jun react, his face pale.

That black ball of light is his natal magic weapon, and everyone in the Ghost King Sect regards this thing as his life.

The corpse can be destroyed, but the black light ball will definitely be retracted, otherwise the strength will also be damaged.

Now, Ling Yu just crushed one so easily, which hurt his vitality.

And that black light ball was cultivated by him for more than ten years, and now it will be destroyed if it is destroyed.

"I want you to die!"

Zhao Jun didn't care how Ling Yu destroyed his corpse puppet in the sky when his spiritual energy was sealed. He only knew that Ling Yu destroyed his natal magic weapon, which was killing him.

Hearing the sharp roar, everyone present was puzzled. Ling Yu defeated the corpse so fast that no one noticed what happened, and heard Zhao Jun, who had already taken control of the situation, roar there.

No one knew what was going on in his madness.

There was only one person who seemed to have noticed something, and that was the little sword god. After all, apart from Ling Yu, he was the only one who could have spare power under the attack of the corpse puppet.

Seeing that scene vaguely made his originally high fighting spirit a little frustrated.

He always remembered that he was here to deal with Ling Yu.

In an instant, all the corpse puppets attacked Ling Yu together, and even the corpse puppet who was still in the battle escaped decisively and rushed towards Ling Yu without hesitation.

Zhao Jun wanted to tear Ling Yu to pieces, torture him step by step, and make him the most resentful corpse puppet.

Ling Yu calmly raised his right hand and pointed it out.

Xi Yuan pointed.

This trick, Ling Yu has been useless for a long time, this is not because this trick is weak, just because the golden skyline is more suitable than Xi Yuanzhi most of the time.

No matter how you say it, it is not easy to reach the Profound Rank.

Especially in the current situation, what Xi Yuan is best at is group suppression.

Without hesitation, Ling Yu pressed down with one finger.

Huge pressure came out from Ling Yu's fingertips and instantly covered the entire battlefield.

Dozens of corpse puppets fell to the ground one after another under Ling Yu's finger.

Seeing this scene, everyone's first thought was incredible.

In this field, how strong the corpse is, they have all experienced that the ultimate suppression of the physical strength makes them breathless.

Of all the people present, only Little Sword God could barely block the attack of the corpse puppet.

They don't understand that spiritual power is obviously not available in the field, but Ling Yu suppressed all the corpse puppets with one finger. This is obviously not physical power, so how did he do it?

Compared with Ling Yu, it is no surprise. For him, Zhao Jun is in a cocoon. If it weren't for his field, Ling Yu might not really be Zhao Jun's opponent.

In the late stage of the volley, the strength is comparable to the half-step Summoning realm, and Ling Yu is a little horrified just thinking about it.

He and Qin Wei joined forces and wondered if they could cope with a Zhao Jun.

But now there is no such thing as aura. In fact, Zhao Jun's own combat power is also out of ten, and he can only rely on the corpse to fight.

He originally opened the Corpse Puppet Extermination Array because he wanted to exterminate everyone.

Now he is somewhat contradictory. If he continues to maintain the domain, he will only be suppressed by Ling Yu.

But if he wants to withdraw from the realm, the hatred of everyone present is now on him.

He has no confidence that he can stop the all-out siege of Xiaojian Shen, Zhu Qingshan and Qin Wei.

Zhao Jun looked at Ling Yu, his eyes resentful, if it wasn't for this Damn it sinner, he would have made everyone into corpse puppets long ago.

Just because of Ling Yu, not only did his plan fail, but he also crushed one of his natal instruments, which greatly damaged his vitality. Now Zhao Jun wants to kill Ling Yu more than anyone else.

And Ling Yu also didn't want Zhao Jun to live. Zhao Jun's gloomy aura made him particularly disgusting.

Ling Yu took out the ghost face and put it on his face, and in an instant, murderous aura spread all over his body.

One is eerie and terrifying, the other kills and diffuses.

One is like a ghost from the underworld, and the other is like Shura who is in charge of killing.

All fourteen corpse puppets turned into black spiritual energy and rushed into Zhao Jun's body, causing his body to swell a little.

This is his strongest state. In this state, he is not afraid of anyone, but the price is that the fourteen corpse puppets are consumed at one time.

At the beginning, it took him several years to collect these corpse puppets, and now he sacrificed himself all at once, just to kill Ling Yu.

Zhao Jun, who was irrigated by black qi, was visibly elevated, and soon caught up with Heisha in size.

He still hadn't released the domain, and dealing with Ling Yu alone was much easier than dealing with a dozen people.

Since Ling Yu is physically strong, he is stronger than Ling Yu.

In the end, Zhao Jun turned into a giant with black aura all over his body, reaching a height of ten meters.

Ling Yu disdain, if it was before, he might be afraid, but since the battle with Heisha, he knows that in this world, size does not completely determine the size of strength.

In the eyes of Zhao Jun today, Ling Yu is like an ant.

The hand shrouded in black air waved to Ling Yu without hesitation.

Ling Yu was not afraid, punched out and met the huge palm.

Between the fists and palms, the air vibrated. Ling Yu, who seemed to be small, remained motionless under the giant palms.

On the contrary, Zhao Jun was in pain, and his face began to twist.

In the air, the murderous aura began to gradually cover up the yin energy, and the entire domain was gradually covered by the murderous aura.

Zhao Jun doesn't believe that his current strength, under the circumstance of restricted spiritual energy, is confident that he can single out the top ten of the stars, but why does he still have the feeling of an ordinary person hitting a steel plate when facing Ling Yu? It couldn't shake Ling Yu in the slightest.

"Have enough trouble? Then you can die!"

Ling Yu's fingertips, a golden light condensed, and a golden beam of light came out from Ling Yu's fingertips and hit Zhao Jun's face directly.

"Killing you is doing the way for heaven!"

Zhao Jun frowned, wasn't the spiritual energy sealed? Why does he now feel that only himself is limited.

Zhao Jun stretched out his hand to resist, his palm was directly pierced by a golden beam of light, and dark red blood spilled into the sky.

If he didn't dodge quickly, this blow would be enough to pierce his head.

Qin Wei's eyes were about to pop out. Didn't he promise to protect Ling Yu? What's the situation now? Ling Yu is this about heaven-defying?

As far as Ling Yu's current fighting power is concerned, Qin Wei believes that even if the spiritual energy is not sealed, it is enough to deal with Ling Yu, and there is a great possibility of being counter-killed.

He also always felt that Ling Yu was only in the early stage of the cyclone, no matter how strong it was.

"I said, you must die today!"

Ling Yu didn't care about others, this was the first time he wanted to kill someone who didn't have much direct grudge against him.

Zhao Jun's way of cultivation and behavior made him feel particularly disgusting.

"Sinners, it's ridiculous, just because you want to kill me, you are also worthy of killing me!"

Zhao Jun is unwilling. He is only twenty-seven years old. He has unlimited talent. He has seen many people die in front of him, and he has personally killed too many lives.

He likes to listen to the desperate cry of people before they die, and likes to torture the living to death bit by bit.

He still had people watch his mother cut alive by himself, and he enjoyed the process of trembling in his life.

But he never thought that he would die one day, much less that he would die at the hands of a lowly sinner.

He couldn't accept it, he couldn't die.

No matter what he thinks, Ling Yu's killing will not hesitate, pointing out, the golden beam rushes towards Zhao Juntian Linggai, trying to understand his life thoroughly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the earth trembled, and the endless sandstorm began to gradually collapse, dissipating in the tremor.

Everyone's spiritual power recovered, but no one could escape the collapse of the wind and sand.

Those who flew up seemed to be attracted by a strange force and fell into the dust again.