The Holy Lord was alarmed to appear in person. Although Yan Yunlan had thought about this scene, after seeing it, his eyes still showed a look of fear. He still imagined Lin Mu's strength and realm too simple, and such pressure was too terrible.

I originally thought that the power of the Ten Thousand Beasts God Record could control all beast spirits. As long as I control thousands of beast spirits in my own hands, I could at least face Lin Mu head-on. Although this idea is simple or even rough, it is very direct.

Since Lin Mu entered the holy realm, no one dared to challenge the majesty of the Holy Lord in his strength. However, among the many sects, there are always a few people who want to do something in the chaos, which is inevitable.

It was not unexpected that the initiative fell into Lin Mu's hands in an instant. Because after all, this place is still around the Holy Light Hall, and as long as Lin Mu is willing, he can change all his aura at any time. This is very natural.

The powerful pressure suppressed Yan Yunlan, and with a thought, he easily saw his essence. There was no erosion of the evil spirit, nor was there any evil martial arts surrounding it. It seemed that it was decided by himself as he said.

"What are you dissatisfied with me? Or do you think there is any unfairness to you? Do you want to destroy the overall situation so much? Even if you think you are very capable and don't want to be inferior to me, you don't need to be so extreme, right?"

Lin Mu looked at Yan Yunlan lightly, indeed a little confused. Such a result was not what he wanted to see. It turned out that the surface surrender still couldn't explain anything. It was still too simple to have his own thoughts in secret.

"Haha... Haha... Lin Mu, Holy Lord. You really have nothing to do wrong. You are just too perfect, so perfect that people can't believe it, jealous, and want to overthrow this state. Can you understand this feeling?"

Yan Yunlan stood up reluctantly, even in control. The blue veins in his hands were bulging on his face. In this state, he released all his energy. The beast spirits around him began to swallow them constantly, which was a very miserable situation.

"Do you think you have done everything, do you think you have protected the world, and everyone should willingly surrender to your feet? Or you have never thought about it this way, and it is because of this that you are the most hateful."

The implication is that Lin Mu is just a bad person and always shows his best and kind side. No matter how others treat him, he always looks compassionate and makes people feel indebted. This is the most hateful.

"I don't believe that you have no ugly side, and I don't believe that you can be truly selfless. Lin Mu, only you know the best way to get the realm of your Holy Lord and how you can get the opportunity to cultivate to the holy realm."

After all the words, Lin Mu frowned and began to reflect. Perhaps what Yan Yunlan said was what all the sect practitioners wanted to say to Lin Mu. They did not dare to say these words directly, so they could only endure them.

Only today's Yan Yunlan knew that she was no match and could no longer be above the Holy Lord. She was determined to die and could she say this. In fact, if she didn't force herself into a desperate situation, who would really express her mood?

Taking a step forward, Lin Mu looked at Yan Yunlan. With a wave of his hand, all the holy lights around him disappeared, becoming the most ordinary aura. He looked at him quietly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Haha... OK, I'll give you a chance."

With his hands behind his back, Lin Mu smiled faintly: "Tiyu, you retreat first. I should resolve the grudge this time. Otherwise, I am afraid that even if he dies, he will not be able to close his eyes easily. It depends on how capable he has."

"The Holy Lord is not! I believe you should know the power of the so-called Ten Thousand Beasts God Record, so don't be fooled easily. He is just a devil at the end of the road, a madman. If the Holy Lord makes any mistakes, what should we do next?"

Wang Ziyu's concerns are not unreasonable. Since the Holy Lord's power of the holy light has surpassed Yan Yunlan, why give up? Such an existence is like a wave of air that will explode at any time, and he must not be let go easily.

"Holy Lord, it's not that my subordinates don't believe you. It's just that this guy's ambition is really terrifying. He wants to control all his power and even put you in a dangerous place. As long as he gives him a little chance, it may become a huge threat."

Wang Ziyu stepped forward and wanted to stop betrayers like Lin Mu and Yan Yunlan, he should deal with them immediately. So he didn't want to cause trouble, which would only cause unnecessary trouble. But Lin Mu seemed to have never thought about this and had to continue.

"Haha... I know you are worried, but is the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts on him really a pure martial art? I'm afraid that he has not yet noticed that he is being retaliated little by little. No one can save him this power."

Lin Mu is actually very clear about the so-called Record of Ten Thousand Beasts. The power of the spirit of Ten Thousand Beasts is summoned through some secret technique. However, it is indeed centered on the spiritual power of the caster, or even used as bait. But it must also be within a controllable range.

Lin Mu clearly saw that the aura on Yan Yunlan's body was being swallowed little by little. Now, as long as he dared to cast the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts, he could be completely swallowed at any time, which was equivalent to digging his own grave, without any chance of life and being wiped out.

The pressure around him became relaxed, and Yan Yunlan's face turned ferocious: "Lin Mu, this is your own choice, don't blame me!" The seals of his hands changed, and an extremely powerful wave of air rose behind him, flowing constantly, sweeping up.

"I advise you not to be impulsive, otherwise it's not my turn to take action and you will burn yourself to death. Do you think the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts is so easy to master? Who is naive? I'm afraid you don't know very well in your heart?" Finally, the warning.

The aura had condensed into a pillar of light, and thousands of beast shadows were surrounding it. Yan Yunlan only felt that all the meridians exploded instantly and could not withstand such impact. The next second, he roared angrily: "Ah...ah..."

The air waves flowed and surrounded it firmly. After the beast spirit condensed, it continued to struggle and became very ferocious. This state was something Yan Yunlan had never expected: "How could this happen! It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible."

"Haha... nothing is impossible. I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to stop. I have given you a chance to stop, but you can't understand it. Do you think you have the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts? It's ridiculous!"

What Yan Yunlan has mastered is just a false god record. Just a little bit of fur, he thinks that he has mastered the great way of the world. Such an impulsive person will destroy himself without anyone taking action. This is normal.

"Impossible! How could I practice the Pseudo-Divine Record? This is absolutely impossible!" Yan Yunlan roared, struggling hysterically, but every beast spirit began to pour into his body. The entire meridians continued to swell.

"Ah..." With a sad roar, the whole person exploded instantly. All the spiritual power, including the power of the original, was almost swallowed up, and there was no residue left. This was the end of the consequences of self-revenge, which was too sad.
Chapter completed!