Chapter 142: Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear

A hundred-foot-long sword blade hung in the sky above the royal city, emitting an indescribable terrifying sword intent that terrified everyone in the Wang family.

"it's all over."

Lin Yuan lowered his head and looked at the royal city below, which was as calm as water. He didn't care at all that once the sword fell, millions of lives would be lost.

Wang Lei's face looked very ugly. He knew that he had to stop this hundred-foot sword blade, otherwise the entire Wang family would be destroyed.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the elders below and shouted loudly: "We must not let the royal city be destroyed. Stop him for me!"

Hearing Wang Lei's roar, the faces of the elders also looked ugly, and some even showed expressions of fear.

The gap between the Nirvana powerhouses and the Creation powerhouses is like a chasm. Even if they try their best, with their strength, it is difficult to block Lin Yuan's sword.

But even if it is difficult, they must do their best to stop it. After all, it concerns the life and death of the entire clan, and there is no other choice.

"It has come to this point. We have no choice."

Taking a deep breath, the Great Elder revealed a resolute expression, bursting out a powerful aura, his eyes fixed on the figure with low IQ in the sky, a trace of regret flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the other elders looked at each other, and seeing the determination in each other's eyes, they no longer hesitated, and each burst out with their most powerful strength, silently waiting for death to come.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating one's own strength."

Lin Yuan saw clearly the actions of the Wang family elders. He couldn't help but sneer, then raised his left hand and slowly closed it.

On the other side, Wang Lei's face was extremely gloomy, but soon he made a decision and looked towards the center of the royal city, where was the Wang family's treasure house.

"No matter how much it costs today, we must kill this little brat."

Without much thought, Wang Lei turned into a stream of light and flew towards the treasure pavilion at a high speed.

"Disappear."

With a whisper, Lin Yuan clenched his left hand, and the hundred-foot sword hanging in the air seemed to have received some kind of instruction and slowly descended.

As the sword blade descended, an unimaginably terrifying sword pressure spread throughout the entire royal city, and became stronger and stronger.

"Take action!"

Such terrifying pressure made everyone in the Wang family suffer, but thinking of the impending death, they had to fight with all their might.

At the command, all the elders of the Wang family made their move at the same time. The vast and boundless Yuan Force was like a tsunami, surging upwards layer by layer, and actually formed ten layers of powerful defense walls of different colors. There were countless tiny light beams connecting each layer, making it look indestructible.

At this moment, the hundred-foot-long sword blade had already arrived. The moment it lightly touched the defense wall, unimaginable fluctuations occurred, causing the space within a radius of dozens of miles to tremble continuously.

"Hold on!"

The faces of the elders of the Wang family turned pale. The energy in their bodies was instantly drained and they were almost unable to resist.

"Crack!"

The seemingly indestructible defense wall, after holding out for a few seconds, developed a huge crack, which became larger and larger.

"Hold on!"

Upon seeing this, the Great Elder of the Wang Family roared in anger, drained all the energy in his body, and injected it into the defensive wall.

However, the gap between the two sides was too big, and even if the elders exhausted their energy, it would be of no avail.

"boom!"

With a crisp explosion, the defense wall collapsed in an instant.

However, the hundred-foot-long sword blade was not damaged at all, only the sword energy was a little weaker.

"Is my Wang family really going to be finished?"

Looking at the hundred-foot-long sword above his head, the eldest elder of the Wang family smiled in despair, and waited for the arrival of death in a daze.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the treasure pavilion, and a dark pillar of light shot straight into the sky. A breath of terrifying and breathtaking aura gushed out from the black pillar.

"That is..." Staring at the black pillar in front of him, Lin Yuan suddenly felt a familiar breath.

"Little brat from the Lin family, if you want to destroy my Wang family, forget it!"

A rough figure gradually emerged from the black pillar. It was Wang Lei, the patriarch of the Wang family.

At this moment, Wang Lei had a pitch-black spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear emitted an unusual aura.

"It's... the Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear!"

Looking at the familiar spear, the elders of the Wang family showed expressions of shock, with a hint of fear hidden deep in their eyes.

"The Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's expression gradually became solemn.

There is no doubt that he had never heard of this gun, and this gun did not exist at all in the original book.

"Hmm..." A trace of pain flashed in the depths of Wang Lei's eyes. He only felt that the life force in his body was being continuously absorbed by the spear in his hand.

"The battle must be ended as soon as possible."

The Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear is an extremely terrifying weapon. It can gain powerful strength by devouring lives. The more life energy it devours, the stronger the power it gains.

After only a few dozen seconds, Wang Lei's aura continued to increase rapidly, and he easily reached the state of One Yuan Nirvana.

"Little devil, let me give you a taste of my power."

Wang Lei smiled grimly, tightly grasped the spear in his hands with both hands, injected his energy into the tip of the spear, and then stabbed towards Lin Yuan fiercely.

Looking at the approaching Earth King Thunder, Lin Yuan showed a solemn expression.

There was an unusual black aura on the tip of the Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear, and just one glance at it would make one feel depressed.

"go!"

Lin Yuan suppressed the fear in his heart, moved his fingers, and the hundred-foot-long sword suddenly stopped falling.

"Whoosh..." The air flow surged, the hundred-foot sword blade slowly spun horizontally, and then shot towards Wang Lei.

"break!"

An unprecedented terrifying force burst out from Wang Lei's body, and a black gas gushed out from the tip of the Netherworld Soul-Calming Spear. The black gas lingered around the tip of the spear, flew around, and finally condensed into a pitch-black dragon.

"Boom!"

The dragon and the sword collided, and a huge air wave swept across the entire royal city. Countless houses and trees were destroyed and turned into ruins.

But no one paid attention to these. Everyone was looking at the sky with expectation and hope in their eyes.

"Whoosh..." Suddenly, an extremely strong suction force appeared, and the energy of heaven and earth within dozens of miles around was absorbed by this suction force.

Lin Yuanben was standing dozens of miles away, but he felt the energy in his body surging outwards uncontrollably.

"This guy..." Lin Yuan used his sword power to forcibly block the suction force, and then he returned to normal. Then he looked up at him with a hint of shock in his eyes.

I saw a ball of extremely dark black gas appear at the place of the explosion, and the energy of heaven and earth was constantly being devoured by the black gas.

As the black air swallowed him, Wang Lei's aura continued to rise. In just a few breaths, he had reached the realm of Three Yuan Nirvana!