Bai Qi also knew that Ren Lin was very strong.

But he wanted to use Ren Lin as a touchstone to hone the strong men of Qin.

Ren Lin couldn't run away, he could only be trapped in the Heavenly Killing Formation and fight with Bai Qi.

He was also in despair, knowing that even if he tore the Heavenly Killing Formation apart, it would be useless; he would still die in the end. The almighty Qin Emperor had not made a move yet and was ignoring him.

But the biggest feeling in his heart was unwillingness.

"Emperor Qin, if you want my life, I will fight you to the death. Even if it means death, I will use my life to tell the Holy Temple that Qin must be destroyed. I won't give you even a single chance!"

Ren Lin also went crazy in the killing formation.

A purple fire was emanating from his entire body, burning the barrier of the Heavenly Killing Formation.

A Feathered Eighth Level went mad, and the destructive power he brought was powerful.

He charged up, the holy weapon shining brightly, and the divine light of his feathered body continued to sweep, rushing to the highest sky he could reach, and violent power poured out, trying to destroy the killing formation of heaven and man.

He did not attack Ying Xuan.

Because he knew that the Qin Emperor was too powerful, even if he destroyed himself, he would not be able to destroy the Qin Emperor.

It would be better to use his own violence to destroy this killing formation. It would be best if he could drag the Qin general to die with him. That would be worth it.

Yuhua Yazhong, if he hadn't been pushed into a desperate situation, how could he be willing to die?

He had no other options.

"Okay."

Ying Xuan stepped on the mountains and rivers, pointed to the sky and stepped on the earth. A tall figure walked towards him, as if even the sky was under his feet.

And the moment Ying Xuan stepped over, a vortex covering thousands of miles appeared in the sky, with a mysterious glow, spewing out vast and infinitely violent power.