The surviving disciples of the Holy Land were swallowed by the broken space in panic.

More than a dozen lives disappeared silently.

At this time, Lin Yu slowly turned around.

The deep black eyes are extremely cold. With just a glance, it makes people unable to move, as if they fall into endless hell.

Although, there was still a quiet smile on his face.

But a desperate terrifying aura burst out from his body, like a bloodthirsty Shura who returned from hell.

If you kill someone, you will be merciless.

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but stand up.

A bone-broken chill surged from the bottom of my heart, and I felt a creepy horror.

The growth of the two holy lands and their disciples were silently destroyed before their eyes.

That shocking impact is indescribable.

"Oh, I'm still too soft-hearted."

Lin Yu let out a headless sigh and shook his head on his own.

A cold gaze swept across the people around him.

No one dared to look at him wherever he looked.

"Little brother..., I've given up...!"

Several elders bowed and fled with their disciples.

The attitude of avoiding it like a snake or a scorpion simply treats Lin Yu as a man-eating demon.

They didn't even want to stay for a moment. The scene just now seemed like a nightmare, deeply imprinted in their minds.

Looking at the backs of everyone leaving, Lin Yu had no expression on his face.

In his eyes, the cold murderous intent kept surging.
Chapter completed!