The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, they all think this way.

Fighting in eight consecutive waves with almost no pause, he faced a total of 510 enemies alone, and nearly half of the enemies were of a higher realm than himself.

For inheritors who want to screen power, even if they are true gods, this kind of trial is strong enough.

If there is a ninth wave, then the Rage God is really a complete lunatic.

Now, Lin Yuan is going to take Yun Wuyue into the second trial.

I don't know what kind of picture will appear in this second trial.

……

Lin Yuan struggled to stand up from the sand, looked at the unscathed Yun Wuyue with loving eyes, and finally laughed.

He straightened up, changed his posture, and put Yun Wuyue's head on his shoulder.

Let her lean more comfortably and see the surrounding situation at this time.

"Xiao Mu Yue, look."

Lin Yuan hugged Yun Wuyue, who couldn't even open his eyes, and turned around in a circle.

"The first trial, my brother has led you through safely, now, we only need to..."

But before Lin Yuan could finish speaking, his surroundings were in patches, groups, groups...

The number of Desolate warriors, which was double that of the previous wave, appeared in the flashing yellow light.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils shrank slightly, and their bodies unconsciously leaned back.

The first trial is not over yet!

The one-hundred-breath break just now was just Rage God's last mercy to the tester.

Ninth wave, 510 two Desolate warriors!

This time, there were a quarter shield guards, a quarter warriors, a quarter cavalry, and a quarter archers.

Lin Yuan's voice froze completely, and his expression, which had finally relaxed, also froze instantly.

The joy that could be seen on his face disappeared quickly, and turned into incomparably dignified.

The first level of the Rage God Trial, and the ninth wave.

Moreover, the spirit pressure aura of these Desolate warriors has already stepped into the golden core realm.

A whole level higher than him.

Although his face remained calm, his shrunken pupils deeply proved a fact.

Lin Yuan was scared.

But everyone knows.

What he was afraid of was not his own death, but Yun Wuyue's life.

With his speed and strength, and his comprehensive strength, he can completely solve the enemies on the field slowly through guerrilla tactics.

But Yun Wuyue's injury could not allow him to delay like this.

Not only must he win, but he must win thoroughly, and moreover, he must win quickly.

This is not a trial, but an abyss, but hell.

But he can't regret it, and there is no way to regret it.

Lin Yuan didn't say another word, and grabbed a spirit sword with his palm down.

"Xiao Wuyue, just hold on for a while, just hold on for a little longer."

swish swish swish...

A large wave of arrow rain flew from above, completely covering Lin Yuan's position, as well as the front, rear, left, and right sides.

Completely blocked his position.

"Persist for a little while, brother, right away, brother will definitely not..."

"I will not let you die in pain like this."

While Lin Yuan was talking to himself, in the distance, a large group of Desolate warriors set off together.

"The two of us will never die here..."

The horses roared and came stepping on the sand.

The entire desert floor was shaking.

"Please give me faith and strength! Ah——!!!"

With a violent roar, Lin Yuan's eyes became fierce, his whole body surged with spiritual power, and his power burned again.

Passed by death again and again, defeated God of death again and again, and managed to survive until now, how could he fall down so easily!

"Come on! Come one and I'll kill one, come a pair and I'll kill a pair..."

"I will kill as many as you come!"

"Drink!!!!"

Facing more than 500 barren warriors attacking, Lin Yuan still did not retreat.

Instead, in the blink of an eye, he was alone among thousands of troops.

He rushed towards the shield walls, waved swords, guns and halberds, and faced the countless arrows falling down like overwhelming.

Outside the copper coffin, everyone exclaimed.

They could almost see the scene where Lin Yuan was pierced by thousands of arrows in the next second.

However, in the picture, Lin Yuan's figure suddenly became illusory.

This time, the speed of his body movement was faster than every wave before.

The force with which he swung his sword was stronger than every wave before.

It was obvious that his spiritual power had been drained by the secret sword just now.

Obviously his body has fallen into a state of exhaustion.

But I don't know where it came from, and gave birth to such a ferocious power.

It's like walking for a day and two nights in the [-] mountains with Yun Wuyue.

This kind of power was squeezed out bit by bit by overdrawing his vitality.

Blood was flying, swords were screaming, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Lin Yuan dodged countless arrows, and behind him, several different spirits appeared one after another.

"ice!"

With a cold shout, the azure blue ice soul martial soul appeared behind him.

He swung the thin ice-blue sword, and the piercing sword energy burst out instantly.

The sharp tip of the sword cuts out pieces of ice flowers, forming blossoming ice lotuses.

Ding Ding Ding Ding-!

The splashing ice flakes collided with the continuously rising Desolate warriors, making continuous shattering sounds.

Even though the strength level of these Desolate warriors was higher than that of Lin Yuan, they were still instantly killed by his sword!

"Damn it, ice!"

Seeing Lin Yuan's sword crushing the bodies of five Desolate warriors, everyone exclaimed again and again.

After Fengling Sword Intent, he used the more powerful Ice Spirit Sword Intent.

But it doesn't stop there.

"fire!"

As the ice lotus dispersed, Lin Yuan let out a low shout again, and a flaming Wuhun like a sun disc appeared behind him.

The gurgling fire spirit gushed out of it and poured into the spirit sword in his hand.

The flames on the sword surged, and a half-meter-long spiritual flame shot up in an instant.

Tongues of flames roared, spiritual power surged, and the raging spiritual pressure in the space knocked over rows of Desolate warriors.

歘——! !

As Lin Yuan's figure changed, the spirit sword in his hand swept a long flame shadow in a wave of fire.

Quickly transformed into a one foot thick and several feet long Yanlong, soaring up.

With a high temperature that incinerates everything, it devours all objects that block it.

When the ice lotus meets the fire wave, they all turn into countless shattered ice flowers.

All the shattered ice flowers melted into a frost-like icy chill, covering all the surrounding Desolate warriors, making them stagnate and their movements stiff.

"Fuck, fire!"

In the picture, there are patches of sea of ​​flames on the long ice layer, one side is ice white and the other side is fiery red.

The visual shock of this double sky of ice and fire made the expressions on everyone's faces become horrified.

Because ice spirit and fire spirit are two completely conflicting spiritual power attributes.

You must know that spiritual powers of different attributes generally exclude each other, and each spiritual root can only accommodate the spiritual power of its own attribute.

If one forcibly introduces spiritual power from other attributes into the body, the cultivation base will be completely useless at the slightest, and the attributes will conflict with each other at worst. The sea of ​​qi in the dantian and the spiritual veins of the whole body cannot bear the pressure, and the body will explode and die!

But at this moment, Lin Yuan merged into one.

They had already had this hunch when they discovered that Lin Yuan possessed multiple different types of martial arts.

Qingdi should also have many spiritual roots and spiritual powers of different attributes.

But they couldn't believe it.

Because this completely violates the underlying logic and common sense of cultivation.

It's not that I don't know, it's not that I haven't been mentally prepared.

But seeing this shocking scene with their own eyes at this moment, they still couldn't accept it for a long time, and they still couldn't control the horror in their hearts and souls.

Emperor Qing...

Lin Yuan...

A true cultivation genius...

The peerless evildoer among the peerless evildoers...

How many more shocks will he bring...

Chapter 23 Never Fall!

The ninth wave, the battle between one person and 510, is still going on.

On the endless wasteland, countless warriors of the Desolate race surrounded Lin Yuan, making it impossible to escape.

Facing the joint attack of so many people, one after another, large or small, finally appeared on his body.

During this period of time, he was shot with five arrows in his right arm, seven swords were cut in his left shoulder, thirteen shots were stabbed in his right leg, and nine knives were cut in his left leg.

Numerous wounds and blood holes were split up and down the body on the back, side ribs, chest, and blood was constantly spraying out.

All of his clothes were stained red with blood.

But the Desolate warriors also suffered heavy losses.

Under Lin Yuan's desperate and almost crazy offensive, the total number dropped by more than half.

Up to now, there are only about two hundred left.

"Ray comes!"

Lin Yuan yelled loudly, and several dazzling lightning beams flowed out from the purple lightning martial soul behind him, and concentrated on the spirit sword in his hand.

The chain-like torrents visible to the naked eye instantly covered the sword body, burning the blade red all over.