Two extremely powerful air waves in the sky surged together, and the giant black palm was smashed into pieces, and the strong evil energy scattered in all directions.
"What? This kid only lived for a few short decades, why is the true energy in his body endless and extremely rich?" The Blood Witch Patriarch murmured to himself in confusion. He naturally didn't understand that at this time Lin Yi had already swallowed the Wood Spirit Fruit.
It is already a half-human, half-immortal body.
"Okay, this is the second person I have met in the past three hundred years who can make me concentrate and deal with him." The previous person the Blood Witch Ancestor was talking about was naturally the one who expelled him from the Chinese territory, Lin Zhantian.
He didn't even know that Lin Yi and Lin Zhantian were from the same family.
“Wind Blade!”
Lin Yi's eyes were silent, like a desolate wilderness. He raised his hand, and countless wind blades slowly gathered in front of him.
Finally, they gathered into dozens of three-meter-long wind blades and hit the Blood Witch Ancestor with a rumbling sound, like a chariot passing by in the sky.
"A mere trifle! You still lack the skills!"
The Blood Witch Patriarch chuckled disdainfully and raised his hand before thick black air emerged, like an endless group of tentacles that engulfed and crushed the wind blades.
In addition, the Blood Witch Ancestor took a deep breath and took back the remaining clones.
After Lin Yi killed two of the clones, there were still seven clones left.
As long as the main soul is not dead, the Blood Witch Ancestor is almost indestructible, and it is very difficult to kill him.
These seven black rays drew a strange arc in the air, and finally all hovered in front of the Blood Witch Ancestor.
"King of Hell, I didn't want to start a war, but you are indeed a rare genius. You should have practiced hard and minded your own business. Maybe you can rival me in a hundred years. But since you asked for death, I will let you see how powerful I really am."
The Blood Witch Ancestor shouted loudly, and then seven magic weapons appeared in the hands of his seven clones.
With the magic weapon in hand, the Blood Witch Ancestor became obviously more arrogant.
Lin Yi squinted his eyes and saw that the seven magic weapons were the Black Witch Whip, the Blood Witch Sword, the Golden Witch Armor...
The magic weapons shone with dazzling light, and instantly the dark sky became colorful, like a rainbow hanging high in the sky.
"In order to collect these seven wizard treasures, I spent a hundred years and two hundred years of sacrifices to refine them. I have long been connected with these wizard weapons by blood, and they have become my innate magic weapons. What can you use to fight me?" The Blood Witch Ancestor said confidently.
"The reputation of these seven magic weapons is well-known. If someone else were to wield them, I would be a little wary. But as for you, huh, even if I give you the best magic weapon, how well can you use it?" Lin Yi sneered repeatedly.
"Asshole, I'll let you see what I can do."
The Blood Witch Ancestor shouted loudly, mobilizing the vast true power in his body. The seven magic weapons transformed into stunning rays of light, spreading in all directions, forming a peculiar formation.
“I didn’t expect it to be the Beidou Zhusha Formation!”
Lin Yi was secretly surprised.
These magical weapons released tremendous power, completely covering half of the sky.
Some magic weapons release thick green poisonous smoke, which will kill anyone who smells it.
Others released countless ghosts.
A torrent rolled across the sky, and wherever it went, it became a place of death.
Seeing this scene, many disciples of the Wushen Sect breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone saw that among the countless lights, the faint golden light on Lin Yi's body was about to be swallowed up by the colorful light.
Although no one could see clearly what was happening, everyone unanimously speculated that the undefeated Pluto was about to suffer his first defeat.