Lin Yi once faced the demon king Xiao Zhanfeng when he attacked the demon camp at night. That time, his arm was directly broken by Xiao Zhanfeng's clutch, so he naturally recognized Xiao Zhanfeng's clutch.

Lin Yi didn't expect that Xiao Zhanfeng had invested so much money in order to deal with him.

Although the Demon King has extraordinary abilities to regenerate the broken arm, Xiao Zhanfeng reluctantly gave up his love and gave his demon claws to Demon Moon, allowing the demon claws to enter the Phoenix Secret Realm with Demon Moon. This is itself a decision far beyond the ordinary Demon King.

The violent storm finally disappeared, and the human monks stood up one after another, all looking at Death Moon with fear on their faces.

Some of them were well-informed and could see at a glance that the claws flying out of Demon Moon’s chest were not simple, and their combat power was comparable to that of the demon king.

At this moment.

Many people fell into despair.

They were previously confused by five portraits. They finally woke up, but they had to face more than a hundred demons and peerless geniuses who met once in a thousand years.

And all of them have self-knowledge, and none of them think they will be stronger than Lin Yi.

However, Lin Yi fought with Demon Moon three times, and although he barely gained the upper hand, as Demon Moon ignored the laws of the Phoenix Secret Realm, he forced himself to recover and improve his realm. If Demon Moon really recovered to the peak of the ninth-level demonic time, everyone present would die.

At present, Lin Yi, the only capable of stopping Death Moon, was suddenly blocked. Death Moon recovered from the ninth level peak demonic time in an instant, and everyone's heart was pressed on a huge rock.

"It's bad now. If I let Moon recover my strength, all of us will die without a burial place. What should I do?"

"Even Lin Yi's golden giant palm was blocked, it would be useless when we go up. I just hope Lin Yi has other means to prevent Death Moon from recovering his strength."

Everyone looked at Lin Yi's back with prayer, hoping that Lin Yi would turn the tide and prevent Death Moon from recovering to the peak of the ninth-level demonic age.

Death Moon leaned down with a yin and yang face, laughed wildly, and waved his arms to the fullest. At this time, he had recovered to the peak of the eighth-level demonic time, and there was still a few breaths before his strength was fully restored.

After these few breaths, he was about to launch a bloody massacre, and the first person he wanted to kill was Lin Yi!

Lin Yi was not discouraged when the Demon-Subduing God's Palm was blocked. He once again used the Thunder God's Hand.

In an instant, a giant hand wrapped in electric light once again covered the entire hall.

A sudden sound of thunder sounded in the hall, lightning flashed against the ceiling, and a violent whirlwind whirlpool once again ravaged the entire hall.

All the human monks clerks clasped the wall with their hands or hugged the stone pillars to prevent them from being blown away by the terrifying wind whirlwind.

Almost all the demons were doing the same thing. The previous terrifying storm caused them to suffer. Even if they were strong, they would not dare to hit the stone wall or the ground head-on.

Lan Yuxian held the stone wall with one small hand, and the other hand was ready to go. Five strings were wrapped around her fingers. She had already made plans in her mind. If Lin Yi was defeated, she would use five strings to rescue Lin Yi, and then join the efforts of everyone to fight Death Moon together.

All the human monks' original despair was rekindled hope after Lin Yi used the Thunder God's hand.

However, in just a moment, Death Moon shattered their rekindled hope.

As soon as Lin Yi's Thunder God's Hand made a move, two demon claws suddenly flew out from Death Moon's chest. The two demon claws became larger in lightning, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped Lin Yi's Thunder God's Hand.

Three giant hands fought fiercely in the air, and for a moment, the thunder roared, the demon flames surged, the lightning flashed, and the demon roared repeatedly.

Lin Yi was in trouble again. No matter what, he never expected that Xiao Zhanfeng was so cruel and so determined. In order to kill him, he actually gave all of his two demon claws to Death Yue.

The Thunder God's Hand can still tie the devil's claws, but it has no power to resist against the two devil's claws.

Lin Yi simply used the Demon-Subduing God Palm. In an instant, the four giant palms collided violently and tore up violently. The violent wind whirlpool blew more than a dozen corpses on the ground, like dead leaves in a storm.

Such a terrifying scene seems to destroy the world.

I don’t know how long it took, but the hall returned to peace.

Whether it was the human monk or all the demons, they all looked at Lin Yi and Yun Yue in fear.

The two geniuses' fight this time was completely beyond their perception and beyond their imagination.

After a moment.

Someone woke up and said stutteringly: "Lin Yi's two giant palms are so terrifying that they can actually compete with the two demon claws of the Demon King."

"No! Look, Lin Yi is injured!"

Lin Yi was still standing there, with his arms hanging beside him, his arms were covered with bloodstains, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fatigue.

Three times used the talent vision, four times fought head-on with Demon Moon, and the Demon-Subduing God's Palm and the Thunder God's Hand were used one after another. After a series of battles, Lin Yi's vitality was almost exhausted.

On the other hand, Death Moon was rising in momentum and was about to recover from the ninth-level demonic age.

The two peerless geniuses who belong to the two major battle camps showed a situation of equal strength for the first time.

In fact, Lin Yi ignored one thing. In the second half of the battle, he was fighting with the two demon claws of the demon king Xiao Zhanfeng. Deyue took this opportunity to quickly recover and improve his strength.

As time goes by, one goes up and the other goes down, and there is a huge gap in strength and combat power between the two.

Seeing Lin Yi being injured, Death Moon's strength recovered to the early stage of the Ninth-level Demonic Sea, everyone fell into despair.

All the demons slapped their chests and let out a burst of muffled roars from their throats.

In an instant, the aura of the demon clan suddenly rose, and the roar resounded throughout the hall, forming a sharp contrast with the decadence between the human monks.

Yu Fei let out a long sigh. He looked at the injured Lin Yi and felt happy.

Lin Lan looked at Lin Yi with excitement, and at Lin Yi's bloody arms, her body shook violently uncontrollably.

She was so excited that she was a little bit uncontrollable.

Lin Yi was injured, and then Lin Yi will definitely die. The sharp blade hanging above her head was about to disappear. How could she not be excited?

Lan Yuxian stretched out her little hand holding the stone wall, holding the other hand with her, and the five strings were ready to go.

Once Lin Yi was out of support, she immediately rescued Lin Yi.

At this moment.

Lin Yi undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention. No one noticed the second of the five images on the stone wall. The woman's eyes in the painting turned slightly.

In fact, when Lin Yi used the Yan King to the Nine Heavens three times, the woman's eyes in the painting turned slightly.

At this time, after Lin Yi used the Demon-Subduing God Palm and Thunder God's Hand again, the woman's eyes in the painting turned again.

Lin Yi suddenly felt a flash of lightning flashing in the sea of ​​consciousness, and in an instant, a raging flame ignited in the sea of ​​consciousness

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