Lin Chen gave her a sideways glance before getting up and walking towards the No. 3 battle platform.
With black hair fluttering in the shawl, and a straight sword-like figure flickering in a hurry, Lin Chen, like an unsheathed divine sword, hovered at one end of the battle stage, and saw the Demon Heart Son who was on stage one step ahead of time.
I saw that he was tall and tall, with thick and thick hair, casually draped behind his head, wearing a magic robe around his neck, and the sound of hunting was filled with demonic energy.
Seeing Lin Chen's appearance, a smile bloomed on his slightly thin face, his smile was slightly cold, and his voice was also slightly cold, and he said, "Sacred God of Heavenly Sword, do you know that among the younger generation, the magic power I have comprehended is the first in the contemporary era?" one."
Lin Chen smiled and said, "Coincidentally, my swordsmanship is also the number one among the younger generation."
"Madman, let's see if you are number one in swordsmanship or my magic power."
Moxin Shengzi's complexion became grim, and his long and narrow black eyes flashed a faint cold light. He took rhythmic steps and began to approach Lin Chen.
"As for swordsmanship, I'm still a little confident, just let your horse come here." Lin Chen smiled, he summoned the Dragon Sword, condensed the power of the sword, and greeted him.
"Devil's Clock, go."
The Son of the Demon Heart screamed coldly, his magic robe swelled, and a hundred-foot-high demonic energy rushed up. A bell sounded from the demonic energy, manifesting a pitch-black magic clock.
The magic clock made a thumping sound, forming substantive sound waves, attacking Lin Chen's spiritual world, and at the same time hitting Lin Chen like a magic mountain.
In Lin Chen's spiritual world, the sound of the bell sounded like thunder, and phantoms of magic bells were transformed into phantoms, which struck fiercely, but were stopped by a breath of sword energy.
This is Lin Chen's spiritual sword. It passes through the spiritual world, hovers outside, and precisely hits the phantom of the magic clock. Puff puff puff, everything shatters.
In the next moment, Lin Chen's thoughts turned, and he drove the spiritual sword to strike at the spiritual world of the devil's son, and at the same time swung the sword to display the sword energy of Tianyuanhuanyu.
"Spirit sword?"
The pupils of the Son of the Demon Heart shrank, urging the origin of the magic way, and evolved seventy-two phantoms, arranged in an orderly manner, guarding the spiritual world, and blocking the incoming spiritual sword.
But at this moment, a loud bang came to his ears, it was deafening, and he lost his hearing for a short time.
Fortunately, his vision was not affected, and he clearly saw Hades Demon Clock being struck by Youlong Sword, splashing a large amount of sword light, and then flying back backwards.
Demon Heart Saint Son's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hands in front of his body. The power of darkness emerged from his left hand, and the power of darkness emerged from his right hand, which was in harmony with the origin of the magic way.
With the palms of his hands together, he saw the magic clock of Hades flying back stopped, suspended a foot in front of him, and then flew into the air.
"Madman, pick me up again from the Devil's Voice."
The Son of Demon Heart stared at Lin Chen quietly, and slapped his hands upwards suddenly, and the Netherworld Demon Clock swayed suddenly, making a rhythmic bell.
I saw circles of black light waves directly passing through the void of hundreds of feet, even ignoring the Youlong Sword in Lin Chen's hand, and directly transmitted to his spiritual world.
?This is the sonic magic technique combined with the magic clock of the underworld, which is exclusively for the practitioner's spirit and spirit, and can ignore any materialized matter, which is extremely strange.
"It's a little tricky."
Lin Chen said something casually, with a calm expression, he urged the Buddha bone relic, and suddenly the dark spiritual world radiated Buddha's light, and the Buddha's voice came out, as if there was an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged in it.
Then, he walked with a sword in his hand, his black hair fluttering, his robe fluttering, he rolled it twice, bursting into a blazing light, as dazzling as the morning sun.
At this moment, Lin Chen seemed to be transformed into a god of light, dispelling the devilish, dark, and even ghostly energy, and bringing endless light.
"The origin of the bright holy way?"
The devil's son almost lost his voice, and said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible? How can your talent be so high, and you can master the three origins of the holy way at the same time? You have only survived one holy calamity."
Outside the battle arena, Jianwu Saint Son, Lingxin Buddha Son, and Tianshazi were also surprised. They are all arrogance figures in Lingwu Prefecture. They have survived the third holy calamity of water, but they have not comprehended the three holy ways origin.
Above the pavilion, the Vajra Immovable Saint Buddha, Yuantian Sword Saint and Tiansha Cult Master were also startled. Although their expressions were different, they all had the same surprise.
After a while, the Heavenly Slaughter leader put away the surprise in his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "This son is definitely a monster. In the history of my Lingwu Prefecture's cultivation, he is also a rare existence."
Having said that, he looked at the seven Vajra Immovable Saint Buddhas, and asked: "Brothers, please think about it calmly, such a person is reallyCan a mere Shanhaizhou cultivate it? "
"Shanhai State? I can't even do it in Lingwu State."
The Lord of the Five Elements sneered at this, and said with a smirk: "Even in the legendary Tianzhou, I'm afraid it can't cultivate a few such monsters?"
A gleam flashed in the eyes of the Vajra Immovable Holy Buddha, but he said with compassion on his face: "Amitabha, according to the poor monk, this little benefactor has obtained a lot of opportunities, and is related to my Buddhism. His Buddhist relics are the best. proof."
"I'm afraid not necessarily."
Yuantian Sword Master shook his head slightly, and said: "This son is a sword cultivator, and the chance he got should be related to my Jianzong. You can worship my Yuantian Jianzong."
Hearing this, the Heavenly Killing Cult Master and the others smiled on their faces, but sneered in their hearts, knowing that the two of them said this because they were motivated by greed, and then in the name of accepting disciples, they wanted to take the kid's property as their own .
But if Vajra Immovable and Sacred Buddha can guess it, can't they guess it?
A holy god of one calamity can have such abilities, and he comes from a barren place like Shanhai Prefecture. What is it if he has not had a great opportunity?
This poor little guy, who doesn't know the truth of innocence and guilt, and the truth that wealth is not revealed, let you show off your power now, how will you escape afterward?
But at this time Lin Chen really didn't know what they were thinking. After he used the source of the Holy Way of Light, he slashed at the Demon Heart Son with a sword.
Tianyuan Huanyu Sword Qi!
Boom!
The silver-white sword energy erupted with brilliant sword power, splitting the void filled with light energy into two halves, and it was reflected in the eyes of the Devil Heart Son.
Seeing this, the Son of Demon Heart was furious and said: "Madman, do you still want to defeat me with this sword technique? Eat me with a dark palm."
He raised his left hand, used the power of darkness and darkness, and made a gray-black palm print, which was as huge as a thousand feet, and it was pressed down with a bang, breaking a large piece of light.
With a "bang", the silver-white sword energy was slapped in the palm of the Anming God, and a large piece of sword light fell, but it did not split and pierced into the palm print.
But the Son of the Demon Heart didn't take a look, he turned into a wave of demonic energy, merged with the Netherworld Demon Clock, and suppressed Lin Chen like Mount Tai.
Seeing this, Lin Chen merged his sword with others, and entered the state of only one sword. With a clang, he struck the magic clock of the underworld. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com