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The appearance of Lin Zijun instantly attracted the attention of countless people on the battlefield.

Over at the Monster Race, a group of Nascent Soul Stage Great Monsters had fear in their eyes and flew away one after another, not daring to get too close to him.

A few days ago, they could still vividly remember the scene where this person was frozen thousands of miles away in one thought.

On the human side, countless monks showed joy on their faces, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that if this senior appears, this battle will be won.

High in the sky, the eyes of two generals, Yang Zhong, the Third Prince, Xu and Chen, lit up.

At present, it seems that Lin Zijun is not holding the Nineteenth Prince hostage.

His appearance instantly boosted the sluggish morale of the human race.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please help me wait for my degree!"

Yang Zhong shouted loudly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zijun was enveloped by a five-pointed star formation that suddenly appeared.

Green fluorescence is scattered all over the sky, like fireflies flying at night.

Like heavy snow falling on the ground, the land that had been beaten to pieces and covered with blood suddenly grew into a patch of lush green flowers and plants.

The fragrance of green grass was intoxicating. Lin Zijun frowned, and his spiritual power circulated throughout his body, forming a defensive shield around his body.

"poisonous?"

He sensed something was wrong.

This space seemed to be stripped away, and all the spiritual energy that existed was absorbed by the flowers and plants, and then quickly turned into fragrance. After just breathing a little, he felt dizzy.

Lin Zijun rushed forward and punched the boundary hard.

There was a loud bang, and an invisible barrier, as soft as water, removed most of his strength.

Lin Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly, mobilized all his physical strength, aimed at a point, and continued to violently bombard him.

After hundreds of punches, this formation remained motionless.

He knew that he was being targeted, and it would be difficult to break out with just his physical body.

Lin Zijun flipped his hand with a thunderous thunder, splitting all the flowers and plants on the ground into scorched earth.

With a wave of his right hand, a snow-white long sword appeared in his palm. The light of the sword shone in the sky and the earth, and countless rays of sword energy swayed out, forming a terrifying blade storm.

After a while, the storm dissipated, but the five-pointed star formation still could not be broken.

A piece of green grass grew again on the earth, and the grass leaves were flying, forming a hazy silhouette of a woman on the ground.

She looked at Lin Zijun head on and heard an ethereal voice.

"It's useless. This formation is complete. Even Soul Formation Dzogchen monks cannot escape."

Lin Zijun's figure flashed away, and he appeared in front of this figure instantly. He grabbed it with a palm, and the grass blades scattered in a mess. (baei)

"Are you the National Master of the Wood Spirit Kingdom?"

In the distance, another pile of grass blades condensed into a figure, and he said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist should not waste his efforts. When this battle is over, I will personally let Fellow Daoist out.

Lin Zijun's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his corners.

"The Imperial Master has attained the Great Perfection of Soul Formation, but he dare not show his true body to fight me, pretending to be a ghost."

If it was true that this formation was as strong as she said, why would she bother to remind it? It was just superfluous.

The more this is the case, the more it proves that Lin Zijun's previous attack was not ineffective.

He jumped up into the sky and used various Divine Ability traps to greet him at the boundary of the formation for free.

Inside the Chinese army's tent.

The woman in green is sitting cross-legged, with a small five-pointed star on the sand table in front of her.

At this moment, with Lin Zijun's bombardment, the mask was crumbling and turbulent.

She also didn't expect that this person's physical Divine Ability was so powerful that he could shake the formation.

Although it has not yet reached the level of breaking the formation, if it continues like this, it will be a matter of time before the formation is broken.

And she was not sure that she could kill this person.

Her abilities are mostly auxiliary, and her ability in frontal combat is average, so she condenses her clones in order to influence Lin Zijun with words and make him give up voluntarily, and wait until the war is over before they can deal with him together.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zijun's bombardment continued, denting the entire land by more than a foot.

Fellow Daoist, wasting too much spiritual energy is not good for you, so give up. "

Another clone of plants and trees appeared to persuade Lin Zijun.

Lin Zijun didn't even look at it when a thunder rumbled.

In the next three hours, he almost never stopped, aiming at one place and attacking continuously.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, the woman in green frowned, her eyes full of disbelief.

You know, before she sealed this person, she drained all the spiritual energy from that space.

This person has used Divine Ability for four hours in a row. How come his spiritual power is not exhausted yet?

I didn’t see him swallowing the pill!

Moreover, even if the pill is swallowed, it will take some time to refine, and it is impossible to achieve continuous bombardment.

As long as he stops for a while, the woman in green can take the opportunity to repair the formation, making everything he has done before be in vain.

But now, not only does this person have no intention of stopping, but he fights harder and harder, becoming more and more powerful.

This made her feel a little bad.

Although Lin Zijun has a lot of spiritual power, he can't hold on for so long.

However, there are tens of millions of High Grade Spirit Stones in his system space. If the spiritual power is exhausted, it can be replenished in an instant.

It is simply impossible to trap him and consume him to death.

If nothing else, when it comes to staying power, Lin Zijun is invincible.

After continuous bombardment for more than four hours, Lin Zijun suddenly heard a click, and a crack finally appeared in the green light curtain in front of him.

He felt happy and hit the crack with greater intensity.

After a moment, with a loud noise, the entire formation collapsed.

Countless monks and Monster Race, who were fighting fiercely, turned their heads to look, with shock in their eyes.

In the distance, Xiao Ruzhen, whose white armor had been stained red by blood, rushed over quickly, looking excited.

"Senior, are you okay?"

Lin Zijun shook his head, handed a cold body in his arms to her, and said softly.

"You send her back to the city, and I'll settle the score with them."

Xiao Ruzhen looked at Feng Qiuyun who had lost her breath, sighed softly, and turned around to fly towards Xia Cheng Pass.

Then, Lin Zijun jumped into the sky.

He didn't show up before, so the three Monster Race Soul Formations were still wary, so they all stayed in one room.

But after Lin Zijun appeared and was trapped by the Mu Ling Kingdom's formation, the three Monster Race Soul Formation no longer had any scruples and completely let go.

With all his strength, only Yang Zhong can compete with him.

Generals Xu and Chen, as well as the third prince, had no power to fight back.

Not long ago, General Xu chose to blow himself up in order to cover General Chen.

The handsome man wearing a feathered cloak was blown into a state of embarrassment.

A monk in the early stage of Soul Formation self-destructed, which only left him embarrassed.

When Yang Zhong saw this scene, he was filled with grief and could only block all three Soul Formation Monster Races by himself.

If not, then General Chen and the third prince would have died long ago.

But Yang Zhong couldn't hold on for long.

The long knife in his hand was already missing a hole, the armor on his body was broken, his left arm was broken, and there was a hideous wound on his face, extending from his ear to his neck.

Just when the three Soul Formation Great Monsters were about to finish off their old rival in one go, a sudden roar came from below, causing their expressions to change drastically.

"Impossible. How could the formation set up by the Imperial Master be broken?"

"How can this person be so strong?"

"Where is the Imperial Preceptor? Where is the Imperial Preceptor?"