Chapter 1747: Kill!

"The Wind Lingzhu was taken by the old man!"
"kill him!"
"Kill! Kill!"
Suddenly, the thousands of people in the audience are all at this moment, changing their goals, all aiming at the old man!
The group of people who had rushed to the front quickly blocked the old man's path.
"Cangyan violent!"
"Blue and white fingers!"
...
Boom boom boom!
The thousands of people present, no matter what realm they are, at this moment, most of them are frantically urging their internal forces and throwing long-range attacks.
There are also those who can use bows and arrows, draw their bows quickly and shoot.
Although these thousands of people were in a competitive relationship before, they even fought hard and died, but at this moment, they all fought to the united front in an instant, with surprisingly consistent goals, killing the old man who won the wind spirit orb!
The old man who ran away after winning the Feng Lingzhu quickly turned his head to take a look after feeling the movement behind him.
Attacks bursting with various rays of light, with strong or weak attacks, swept across the sky, and rushed toward him overwhelmingly!
With so many attacks coming at the same time, the space seems to be shaking.
"This……"
The old man saw that there were hundreds of attacks, and he stayed in place, completely dumbfounded.
next moment!
Hundreds of attacks hit the old man fiercely, and countless attacks collided, causing a violent explosion, releasing an extremely dazzling light.
Boom! Rumble!
Space is shaking!
The internal force fluctuations formed a terrifying storm, which swept away crazy with a kind of overwhelming momentum!
The terrible fluctuations caused all the monks present to palpitate.
Everyone seemed to stop at this moment, looking at the center of the dazzling explosion.
The crowd at this moment seemed so calm, it was impossible to imagine whether the madness of the charge and contention just now existed.
"This this……"
Lin Yun smacked his lips and stared at the explosion.
The sparks of the explosion reflected and bloomed in Lin Yun's pupils.
"The attacks thrown by nearly a thousand cultivators converge. This kind of power is a Tier 3 Sky Nether Realm, and will... also die directly?" Lin Yun said dullly.
The lowest of these nearly thousand cultivators is the Cave Void Realm (lower than this level, they cannot enter the ancient battlefield of the Howling Abyss), there are so many Combination Realms, Empty Nether Realms, and so many attacks together, who will carry it? Got it?
Lin Yun felt that even if he was in that explosion, he would be easily bombarded to death, with no resistance and no possibility of survival!
After a while, the fluctuations dissipated.
Looking intently, the old man in the first-order empty world, only the ruined and undecent remains, fell from the air to the ground.
Just now, when the old man grabbed the Wind Spirit Orb, he laughed loudly and was ecstatic.
He certainly did not expect that this Wind Spirit Orb would bring him a murderous disaster!
"he died!"
"Grab his storage ring! The Wind Spirit Orb is inside!!!"
"Crush!"
"Go!"
For a moment, the crowd that was still calm, accompanied by roars, went crazy again, all eyes flushed.
Some crazy people rushed out first, while others rushed out madly unwilling to lag behind!
After the scene experienced a brief calm, it became crazy again!
"Damn, this battle for Wind Spirit Orb is too crazy." Xiao Qinglong couldn't help but marvel.
In Lin Yun's mind, why didn't he think so?
But such a treasure is enough to get many monks to fight for frantically! The attraction of Feng Lingzhu is really too big!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yun also rushed out quickly.
Feng Lingzhu also made Lin Yun crazy.
This thing is too important to Lin Yun, Lin Yun wants it too!
Ye Wuchi didn't want to fight anymore, but seeing Lin Yun rushing out, he had no choice but to follow.
Everyone in the audience rushed to the place where the old man's body fell, with only one purpose!
Because Lin Yun had not been in the front of the crowd before, he would still face the problem of being blocked by the crowd in front of him after he rushed out, unable to seize the first opportunity.
After a while.
"Haha! Mine!"
The monk who seized the opportunity, once again rushed to the battlefield first, strong enough to store the ring.
"kill!"
Before the monk who had snatched the storage ring had time to run, the monk who rushed behind him quickly attacked him.
The middle-aged monk who got the storage ring was immediately besieged by a group before he could heat it up, and eventually died!
The storage ring fell into the hands of a sectarian team, which was a sectarian team with two Kong Ming realms and eight combined realms.
This team quickly formed a formation and fleeed together, trying to keep the Wind Spirit Orb.
At this time, more monks rushed here.
"Kill kill kill!"
The monks on the scene didn't care about the fact that they were going to attack from a long distance, or they would show their weapons and rush into close combat, attacking this faction team frantically!
This sect team, alone, is not weak.
However, under the frenzied siege of everyone, this faction team was wiped out in an instant, not one left!
After this faction team was destroyed, Feng Lingzhu changed hands again.
Crazy killing continues to erupt!
Once anyone snatches the storage ring, the next second will become the target of public criticism, besieged and killed by the rest of the audience!
The monks who joined hands together in the last second, maybe because they got the Wind Spirit Orb in the next second, they became the target of public criticism and were strangled by the people who just joined hands together!
Crazy! confusion! death!
The scene is completely out of control!
Lin Yun and Ye Wuchi have already rushed to the battlefield of the melee, Lin Yun can now rush in to the wind spirit pill.
However, Lin Yun's footsteps stopped.
Because of such a fight, it's crazy!
"Smelly boy, whoever gets the Wind Spirit Orb now is dead. This treasure has turned into a hot potato. I advise you to calm down and don't mess around." Xiao Qinglong warned.
Xiao Qinglong must be afraid that Lin Yun loses his mind to fight, because the result is one kind, death!
Lin Yun didn't know this.
That kind of crazy siege, even Lin Yun was extremely jealous.
Ye Wuchi also said: "Junior Brother Lin Yun, this is crazy! Now we can't get it, let's take a look first."
There are more and more monks who have the same ideas as Lin Yun and others.
Under the frenzied killing, many monks who fell into the frenzy calmed down, and they dared not rush to grab the wind spirit orb.
But once they win the Wind Spirit Orb, this team will still be attacked by a group!
Of course, there are still some crazy monks who are going to grab the Wind Spirit Orb. This cannot be changed, but there are fewer and fewer people who dare to grab.
The madness continues!
After a while, most of the monks who had not calmed down had become corpses.
There are already more than a hundred dead bodies lying here.
At this moment, the storage ring containing the Wind Spirit Orb, accompanied by the loss of a monk, fell to the ground.
silence!
In a short period of time, the audience fell into silence, no one dared to rush to grab the ring, everyone just stared straight at the storage ring, heartbeat.
They definitely want to grab it!
They definitely want the Wind Spirit Orb!
But a large number of corpses of monks and the red-stained ground in front of them have proved the consequences of snatching!