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- "Well, it seems that the Son of Heaven Sword will inevitably follow in the footsteps of the True Saint Maiden." Said Son of Wanjian with a sigh.
"Sage Son of Heavenly Sword won't lose to him so easily." Shengzi Chongtian clenched his fist and said.
"Holy Son of Heaven Sword, can you do it right?" Yunfeng Shengzi murmured without confidence.
Seeing Lin Chen who was about to be engulfed by the nether world, the confidence of Yunfeng Shengzi and others in Lin Chen began to waver, let alone other disciples.
The three of the Xuhuai Holy Son looked at each other, and then at the frowning Illusory Holy Maiden, remembering that they were all defeated by the Holy Son of the Night in the same way.
Looking at the current Tianjian Shengzi, it seems that he is on this path of failure.
Right now, Lin Chen's situation is extremely bad. He has been forced to the end of the sword platform by the nether world, and there is no way out.
"If you can't crack his nether world from the outside, then I will crack it from the inside."
Lin Chen's heart sank, his face became firm, and immediately took the scroll dragon sword and took the initiative to enter the netherworld.
"Hey, why didn't he resist, but sent it in on his own initiative?" Said Son Wanjian sadly.
"It's over."
The Son of Chongtian shook his head and sighed, the Son of Xuhuai and others were also silent, the Son of Yunfeng and Emperor Liangyi Sword were worried. This time y unxuange.org Zhang Si
Everything seemed to be doomed to Lin Chen's defeat.
"What a strong ghost power."
Stepping into the nether world, Lin Chen immediately felt the surging power of the nether world, stronger than swordsmanship, lightning divine way and space divine way.
?It was pitch black, lonely, and empty, with no sound to be heard, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and those who were not strong-willed would have a mental breakdown.
Phew!
He only heard a sword whistle, and Lin Chen saw a black sword, shuttled from left to right, as fast as a ghost, and it was impossible to guard against.
Lin Chen flapped his wings of life to avoid it, inspired the blood of the life protoss to the extreme, poured it into the dragon sword, and slashed forward.
His spiritual power has captured the traces of the Holy Son of the Night, and he hides in the depths of the Nether world, where there is endless darkness.
The sword energy soared into the sky, and the blazing white sword light illuminated the netherworld, striking away like a meteor flying with a sword.
The surging power of the netherworld was split open and plunged into the boundless darkness. There was a loud rumbling sound immediately, and a tide of dark air burst out.
"go!"
Lin Chen sipped softly, and Youlongjian flew out of his hand, carrying the energy of life, as handsome as a dragon, split the energy of darkness in half, and entered it.
In the next moment, Lin Chen stepped into the dark world with a surge of white light. His eyes were like swords, and he quickly met the eyes of the Holy Son of the Night.
The corner of the Holy Son of Ming Ye's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said, "Did you know that the four of them, the Illusory True Maiden and the Xu Huai, all came in, but without exception, they were all defeated by me, and you will be the fifth 强牺 yunxuange.org 读牺
As he spoke, he walked towards Lin Chen, and the ink sword returned to his hand like a flying swallow returning to its nest, bursting out with a ghostly sword light.
Following a burst of buzzing sounds, lines of ghostly veins spread out from his body and surrounded his body, making him as majestic as a demon god.
Lin Chen felt the pressure instantly, and his heart became extremely depressed. He frowned and said, "No, the Nether Divine Dao definitely doesn't have such a powerful power."
Suddenly, Lin Chen's mind flashed, and he blurted out: "The Nether God Race, is this the blood power of the Nether God Race?"
The Holy Son of Ming Ye, who was still smiling just now, showed surprise at this moment, and asked, "How do you know the Nether God Race?"
Lin Chen did not answer, but looked at him in all directions, and said thoughtfully: "You are not from the Nether God Race, but you have the blood of the Nether God Race, right?"
When he was in the Holy Land of Life, Elder Shen Chuan once told him that the Nether Protoss was the enemy Protoss of the Life Protoss, and if they disagreed, they would fight together.
It's no wonder that the Holy Son of the Underworld is a little bit aimed at him.
Shengzi Mingye looked at Lin Chen suspiciously, and suddenly sneered: "Shengzi Tianjian, you are indeed an evildoer. None of the four people in Huanzhen could see my blood, but you actually saw it."
"As far as I know, not to mention Qinzhou, even the entire Litian Realm, there are few traces of the Nether God Race, so where did you get the blood?" Lin Chen asked.
"Why should I tell you?" Mingye Shengzi asked back.
"How about this, I'll??You, you just tell me. " Lin Chen said.
"Hahaha, Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, since you know the Nether God Race, you should also know the horror of the Nether God Race's bloodline, how can you compete?" Ming Ye Shengzi laughed.
"Agree or not, you can just say a word." Lin Chen said bluntly.
"You are not qualified."
The Holy Son of Ming Ye showed a hint of sarcasm, pointed at the black sword, swished it, and slashed at Lin Chen with the terrifying power of the nether world.
"You overestimate your Nether God Clan bloodline."
Lin Chen smiled softly, and suddenly fully opened the blood of the life god race, setting off a majestic blood aura, rolling out like a raging sea.
Moan!
The Youlong Sword was like a dragon flying into the sky, twisted in the air, and with a clang, it stopped Mo Jian.
The two sword powers, one white and one black, collided together, shaking the earth. The holy white light and the ink-like black light spread like two torrents.
At the same time, the power of the blood of the life god race overwhelmed the power of the blood of the ghost god race like the sea.
Boom!
Son of Mingye trembled as if being shocked by an electric shock, and staggered back.
His face changed drastically, and he shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible? I have already used the blood of the Nether God Race, why am I still suppressed by your blood?"
Lin Chen said with a smile: "Because your blood of the Nether God Race is not as good as mine."
"impossible!"
The Son of Mingye's eyes were unprecedentedly indifferent, and he said firmly: "Since I have the blood of the Nether God Race, no one's blood can beat me, and neither can you."
He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and slapped his right hand on his chest, immediately arousing the blood of the Nether God Race, and metallic black light bloomed all over his body, full of a sense of ferocity.
In the next moment, he rushed towards Lin Chen, turning his body into a sword, forming a powerful blood sword wave, which was in the shape of a black funnel, as large as a thousand feet, and extremely terrifying.
"Have you used the blood of the Nether God Race to the point where it matches the way of the sword?"
There was a hint of interest in Lin Chen's eyes, and he immediately traveled up through the space, and the breath of blood surged, and the white light washed away, bombarding the past like Mount Tai.
In an instant, Lin Chen also shot out a blood sword wave, which was in the shape of a white circle, dispelling all the ghostly and dark air in front of him.
In a ten-thousandth of an instant, Lin Chen collided with the Holy Son of the Ming Ye, and from a distance, it seemed that a jade mountain collided with a black mountain, which was earth-shattering.
Massive amounts of life energy and ghost energy swept out like a flood, spreading for thousands of miles, rumbling the entire nether world.
White light and black light burst out, forming two energy beams, one white and one black, which directly hit the defensive cover above the sword platform, making loud noises endlessly.
At this time, the holy sons and disciples inside and outside Zishan felt as if they heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky, their ears roared, and they lost their hearing for a short time.
Most of the Holy Sons and disciples couldn't see the battle clearly, and the Xuhuai Holy Son and others who could see clearly all showed shocking expressions. make big make owl
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