Evil God Weapon III

Hahahaha!

Lin Xin threw back his head and laughed wildly. His figure moved like a ghost; in the blink of an eye, he had appeared behind another Phantom Light Clan member and thrust out his sword.

The instant the blade touched the man's back, a mass of blue light exploded again.

That person actually dispersed on his own, turning into blue motes of light and vanishing where he stood.

Lin Xin understood. Every one of these Phantom Light Clan experts was a supreme powerhouse. Aside from the God of Joy, the rest had all reached the pinnacle of the Dao Inquiry realm, whether in reaction speed, strength, or escape techniques.

The Dao Inquiry level was nothing more than comprehending several Dao Inquiry ultimate arts after reaching the peak of the Golden Core realm, allowing one's killing power to rise severalfold.

Yet these people had taken another path, condensing their Dao intent into compressed soul domains, half like Yuan Jing's, surrounding themselves. With the slightest reaction, they could instantly counterattack or flee.

"They've integrated their Dao intent realm into their instincts..."

He praised them inwardly, but his hands showed not the slightest mercy.

The Silkworm White Moon Sword hissed as it shot out a vast mass of red threads, viciously binding the Phantom Light Clan expert who had just condensed behind him and was preparing a sneak attack.

After several crisp hissing sounds, large Blood Caves were torn through the man's body by the red threads. He fell to the ground and died.

"Human! You're courting death!!" The God of Joy was utterly enraged. Abandoning Bubu Luodi, his body abruptly exploded into blue motes that instantly condensed at Lin Xin's side.

Before his body had even fully formed, one of his arms extended from the blue light and struck fiercely at