Chapter 10679
Hundred Style Sword Festival!
These dozens of forces seemed to sense something was wrong, and immediately wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
Purely speaking of offensive power, the Hundred-Style Sword Ceremony is far inferior to the second style of Sword Ceremony, Sword Sword, but in terms of attack range, almost no move can match it.
Where Lin Yi is, within a radius of dozens of miles, no place can escape the execution of the Hundred Style Sword Sacrifice unless he escapes into the void.
Along with a burst of miserable howling, these dozens of powers turned into human forms one after another.
The figure is taller than ordinary humans, with slender limbs, powerful aura, and a terrifying facial makeup of green-faced fangs. The skin shows a light blue color against the background of the blood. He is the spirit race. Master!
However, due to the difference in power system, their aura is also completely different from that of human cultivators.
More hidden and difficult to detect.
Judging from the strength of their strength, these spiritual masters are roughly equivalent to the Yellow-level Dzogchen Masters among humans.
But because they are born with the talent to hide their own existence, and can completely integrate themselves into the power, they have no physical body when attacking. If you really want to compare, it is actually much more difficult than the average yellow-level Dzogchen Venerable. The more they are, the more difficult they are to deal with.
At this time, this group of spirit masters withstood the Hundred Style Sword Sacrifice in a state of strength. Although they were not directly hacked to death, each of them was seriously injured.
The eyes looking at Lin Yi were filled with fear.
It is not that they have not dealt with human masters before. In fact, over the years, the Eldar have never stopped attacking humans, and they are well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of human cultivators.
But Lin Yi's power far exceeded their expectations.
Lin Yi looked at them: "Can we chat?"
The spirit masters looked at each other, but no one spoke. Instead, they transformed into power again and attacked Lin Yi.
Lin Yi frowned slightly.
In this attack, he clearly felt the opponent's will to die!
Is there such a big hatred?
It was just their first meeting, so Lin Yi could understand the attack just now. After all, he was a human who broke into the territory of the Spirit Clan. With the hatred between the two races, it was understandable that he was attacked after being discovered.
But after failing to succeed in one blow, he immediately launched a desperate attack on the premise that he knew the enemy was strong and we were weak. This was really incomprehensible to him.
What is the difference between this kind of behavior and voluntarily committing suicide?
With the current population base of the Spirit Tribe, the dozen or so Spirit Tribe masters in front of us who are comparable to the Yellow-level Dzogchen Masters are definitely not a dispensable force.
Once consumed as cannon fodder, the strength of the entire Eldar clan will probably be greatly weakened.
"Why bother."
Lin Yi sighed lightly, but he didn't hesitate in taking action. He immediately raised his hand and made another hundred-style sword sacrifice.
Although he has not yet made up his mind to destroy the Spirit Race so far, he still plans to take a good look at it before talking about it, but he will not let these Spirit Race masters attack him.
No matter what the reason is, as long as the other party launches an attack, it is an outright enemy, and Lin Yi will never show any mercy.
The strong cannot be humiliated!
This group of spiritual masters had been seriously injured just now, and now they were once again faced with the overwhelming strangulation of the Hundred Styles Sword Festival, and their blood suddenly spattered into the sky.
For a while, the scene was very tragic.
After a while, the spirit masters could no longer maintain the state of their incarnation power. Like a flock of wild geese swept by a rain of arrows, they all fell down in confusion, and their aura became extremely depressed.
"Tell me, why are you ambushing me here?"
As soon as Lin Yi said this, all the spirit masters' eyelids twitched, even the green-faced and fanged ghost mask They couldn't hide their shock.
With just this reaction, Lin Yi understood that these masters from the Spirit Race were really coming for him, and even the abandoned babies from the Spirit Race might have been deliberately set up.
The figure of Mrs. Qing suddenly flashed in Lin Yi's mind.
Although he emotionally did not believe that Mrs. Qing would betray him, combined with the other party's previous rather subtle abnormal behaviors, he had to seriously consider this possibility.
Of course, it’s not entirely certain yet.
Although Lin Yi's whereabouts are quite secretive, not just one or two people know about his plan to deal with the Spirit Clan.
If a certain enemy giant wants to get rid of him by the help of the Spirit Clan, and deliberately informs the Spirit Clan of the news in advance, so that they wait and see, this possibility is not only not small, but also very high.
Of the two possibilities, Lin Yi naturally prefers the latter.
After all, he has always had a really good impression of Mrs. Qing. She had helped him a lot when he was in the sea before, and he has always trusted her very much.
There is nothing to say when your opponent stumbles you, it is natural.
But if Mrs. Qing really betrayed him, Lin Yi really didn't know how to face her for a while.
But the news that made Lin Yi quite uneasy was that Mrs. Qing was missing.
The trip to Ji Island is destined to be dangerous everywhere, so the two have long prepared a plan to lose contact with each other. Lin Yi also specially planted a soul mark on Mrs. Qing, as long as the distance between the two No more than three thousand miles away, you will definitely be able to sense the presence of the mark.
However, at this moment, Lin Yi could not sense the mark of the soul at all.
It is impossible for Mrs. Qing to travel three thousand miles in such a short period of time.
The only explanation is that Lin Yi's soul mark was blocked by some means, or even eliminated altogether.
Lin Yi turned to look at the group of spirit masters: "I think you all can speak human language, there's no point in pretending."
The spirit race naturally has its own language, but even if these spirit masters speak human language, The clan is not the strongest group, but it must also be the best.
Given the relationship between the Eldar and humans, elites among the elite like them must be proficient in human language and even various customs and preferences. This is a required course for them.
However, even though all the spirit masters were seriously injured and incapacitated, they still did not flinch at all.
The eyes they looked at Lin Yi were full of grief and anger, as well as hatred that went deep into their bones.
"Okay, they are all tough, then I will do it myself."
Lin Yi no longer had the intention to waste time with them, and immediately used his own improved God Searching Technique to find the answer on his own.
However, the physical structure of the spirit race is different from that of humans. Although they also have existences similar to the soul, they are not exactly the same as the soul of human cultivators.
The God-Searching Technique aimed at human souls, when used on these spiritual masters, cannot be said to have any effect at all. All the information that can be obtained are fragmented fragments that cannot be completely integrated.
But even just some fragments are enough for Lin Yi to learn more about the Spirit Clan.
For example, the residence of the Eldar.
"Ling Huang Palace?" (End of Chapter)