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"Boom Ka——!!"
The sound of shattering echoed between heaven and earth, and the light blue light curtain that had shrouded the mountain in front of the Lin family for hundreds of years suddenly cracked from a formation in the northwest corner.
The blood-colored runes on the formation-breaking beads were like poisonous snakes, gnawing along the cracks to gnaw at the originally harmonious spiritual power of the formation.
In just two breaths, the entire second-level clan-protecting formation was shaken violently, shattered inch by inch, and turned into blue light spots all over the sky, dissipating in the sunset.
"The formation is broken! Haha, sons and daughters of the Lin family, follow me and fight in! The men will not be spared, and the women will be taken back to the mines!"
In the sky, Liu Mang, the ancestor of the Liu family, laughed wildly, and his burly body crashed down.
The qi, blood and spiritual power on the giant ax surged, and with a slash, the two white marble lions several feet tall in front of the Lin Family Mountain gate were shaken into dust. The violent wind took advantage of the situation and overturned several Lin Family Qi Refining Stage disciples who could not dodge and vomited blood.
"Kill!"
Behind Liu Mang and Chen Wanhe, twenty middle- and late-stage Qi Refining disciples turned into streaks of escaping light and rushed into the Lin Family Mountain Gate.
For a time, the roar of spells, the explosion of talismans, and the screams of flesh being torn apart by sharp blades rang out one after another in various courtyards in the front mountain.
The cruelty of the family's conquest in the world of immortality was vividly displayed at this moment.
Lin Chongshan, the eldest elder of the Lin family, looked at the completely collapsed defense line, and his eyes instantly turned blood red.
He knew in his heart that there was no chance of the Lin family being spared today, but he was already in a desperate situation with no way out.
"Chen Wanhe! Liu Mang! Accept your fate!"
Lin Chongshan roared angrily, and a black-green flying sword spurted out from his mouth, turning into a green sword light several feet long and slashing towards Chen Wanhe in the void.
"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."
Chen Wanhe was suspended in mid-air with a sinister look on his face, and he did not even move his body.
He pointed his right hands together, and a blue long sword appeared out of thin air, bringing up layers of sword waves like water waves, and met Lin Chongshan's flying sword accurately.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
There was a dense sound of collision of magic weapons in mid-air.
Lin Chongshan is just a fake foundation builder, with poor skills and a false foundation;
But Chen Wanhe was already in the middle stage of foundation building. Although he had not fought for many years, the liquefied spiritual power in his body was several times stronger than that of Lin Chongshan.
In just ten moves, Lin Chongshan's complexion turned from red to white.
As a huge force surged from Chen Wanhe's azure long sword, Lin Chongshan's natal flying sword let out a mournful cry. The aura on the sword dimmed instantly, and it was actually shaken back several feet.
Lin Chongshan himself felt as if he had been hit hard, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered back.
"Lin Chongshan, if that old ghost Lin Xuanhe is still there, I might still be wary of you. As for you... you are just a house slave who rose to power by listening to my Chen family's words. Are you worthy of competing with me?"
Chen Wanhe sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
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