Yi Lin rushed to the sky.

In this trial, during the more than 300 days of farming trial, Yi Lin not only comprehended the "Freedom Method", obtained a bunch of "rare equipment", ate a few epic fruits, etc.

In addition, the biggest harvest is the [Perfect Grade Crystal] buried deep in the farm cellar, which cannot be filled in the storage space. The quantity is so unimaginable that it can only be weighed in tons.

Once all the energy contained in tons of crystals is stimulated using appropriate methods, a conservative estimate may be able to destroy a Haiting city.

There is a warehouse of perfect crystals scattered around as if they are free.

The crystals are like satellites, spinning and surrounding Yi Lin.

The "circuits" of light flowing are quietly connected between crystals.

At this moment, Yi Lin seemed to have turned into the incarnation of light and a messenger of justice, with his whole body shining with bright light. He was being wrapped in a huge "light ball".

Yi Lin wasn't sure what those pale palms were.

If it looks familiar, it is the universal death flag that Yi Lin almost triggered in the trial of Styx Junior High School - it was a "white finger" countless times larger than these palms. It broke through the mage

The thousands of pale palms in the "dimensional mirror" feel similar to the fingers that appeared in the Styx Junior High School trial, giving Yi Lin a similar feeling.

The only difference is that the shock brought by that finger is more real and desperate. The sky is filled with dust and desolation.

However, besides being different in level, Yi Lin believes that there must be some kind of connection between them.

It's just that now is not the time to delve into what kind of monsters these pale hands are or where they come from.

"Free Method·Crimson Thunder--shoot indiscriminately!"

Rays of red lightning shot out from the ball of light around Yi Lin.

Those pale palms looked like mad dogs, with their fingers opening and closing, very obscene.

The red lightning was derived from the mage's favorite spell "Bosak's Thunder", but it was mixed with a little bit of Yi Lin's understanding and improvement.

It became like this.

The moment a large, mighty red lightning, almost as thick as the mouth of a bowl, came into contact with the palm that formed a white wave, it dissipated silently, without any undulations as imagined.

"No, no more!"

Yi Lin gritted his teeth.

He's on full fire now.

Whether it is its own attributes or the "crystal" energy it relies on.

He was certain that, except for Yi Lin's unpredictable "Apocalypse Knight", no apostle he knew could survive this wave of firepower.

Maybe if Mo Renji comes, he will be beaten to pieces.

But those red lightnings, that "Free Method·Crimson Thunder" disappeared in an instant!

"call--"

Bai Xiaoyi, Nie Hongxiu, and Gaya Qinmei appeared behind Yi Lin at the same time.

"Wandering Arms!"

Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu knew that Yi Lin was in a dangerous situation. Without saying a word, they turned into a red and white light, covering Yi Lin's body, turning into psychic weapons that could increase dodge, agility, and quick reflexes.

"farmer!"

The Supreme Mage stood on the star. He saw Yi Lin working so hard above his head, using all his strength to resist the pale palms that appeared strangely for him. While being deeply moved, in addition to shouting Yi Lin's nickname,

Don't know what to say.

"Do your thing and get out of this world!"

Yi Lin lowered his voice and roared at the Supreme Mage, like a trapped beast, a dead soldier, or a madman.

"Use that move! Master!"

"I agree."

Bai Xiaoyi's anxious voice and Nie Hongxiu's cold voice sounded in Yi Lin's ears almost in no particular order.

After more than 300 days of trials, Yi Lin worked hard day and night, and kept going to the mines day and night to spawn monsters. Finally, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi felt at home, and the spirit level was once again raised to a higher level.

.

"good."

Yi Lin did not hesitate, and the revolvers in his hands turned into liquid in Yi Lin's palms. Yi Lin's hands seemed to be holding two vortexes. He suddenly clicked his palms together and slapped the two vortexes together.

.

Bang~

Yi Lin clenched her hands for a moment.

There was a strange sound in my ears.

"Oh~"

"Hey."

Forget it, never mind.

It was his first time to use this move, so he was not familiar with it, which was normal.

The two-color liquid stream quickly formed in Yi Lin's hands, stretched and widened.

After a moment, the two revolvers merged in Yi Lin's hands, forming a long-barreled cannon with a total length of nearly two meters.

"die!"

"boom!!!!"

Full power!

emission!

In an instant, artillery fire drowned everything in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

The same moment.

The Supreme Mage looked confused, and his curly hair was blown to the back of his head by the wind pressure caused by the cannon firing, exposing the high hairline on the edge of his forehead.

His spell-casting movements also paused for a moment.

The cannon fires continuously, extremely persistently.

But the cost of firing the giant cannon was that in addition to taking away a huge amount of Yilin's spiritual energy, the light ball around Yilin, which was composed of thousands of perfect crystals, also weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few seconds,

Thousands of perfect crystals were consumed in just a few seconds, turning into specks of light dust that scattered around Yi Lin.

And just after Yi Lin used his trump cards one after another and consumed a huge amount of crystal reserves, he tore the crack in the sky until Yi Lin struggled to hold on until now, but it only lasted thirty seconds.

The last time has passed.

In these short thirty seconds, Yi Lin's spiritual energy was consumed by more than half. Excluding the cross-border teleportation array used by the Supreme Mage, the perfect crystals he used to output alone were worth nearly one thousand and five thousand dollars.

Hundreds!

One thousand five hundred!

What a terrifying number this is!

Before using the [Gem Copying Machine] to copy so many gems, Yi Lin never thought that she would be able to spend so much money on perfect crystals.

The sky was completely flooded by the bright and dazzling artillery fire.

But that dazzling light only existed for three seconds.

Three seconds later, the barrel-thick light cannon trajectory shrank by half in an instant.

Yi Lin's eyes widened and she thought, "F*ck" in her heart.

The number of those thousands of pale palms has not decreased at all due to Yi Lin's outrageous output ability.

On the contrary, more and more palms poured out from the crack, one after another, as if they didn't want money.

Countless palms, densely packed, formed a team and lay in the light of Yi Lin's cannon.

It is precisely because of the existence of those palms that Yi Lin used thousands of perfect crystals to blast out a shot, which exhausted the energy in advance.

The artillery fire, which obviously has no substance and cannot be seen or touched, is now "caressed" by those palms, like a popsicle stick or a long biscuit. Touching it with each hand, the artillery fire

A pit was dug out, and another pit was dug in again.

Under the slow-motion playback of [Analytical Vision], Yi Lin suddenly understood what inhuman things those palms had done to his giant cannon.

"They ate up all my cannons!"

Yi Lin subconsciously exhaled these words.

But for a moment, when I thought about it carefully, something was wrong.

Those are hands, not mouths, so how can you eat them?

Played in slow motion, the action of those white palms eroding the energy cannon gave Yi Lin the feeling more like... obliteration!

correct!
To be continued...