Peerless Sword God

Chapter 3611 Hidden

It turned out that the old demon Qing Cang found that Lin Chen's life wings had been improved, and he was determined again.

He tried his best, burning his blood and qi, and launched a more terrifying attack.

He would not allow himself to fail!

If he could not kill Lin Chen and seize the key to Yunzhou this time, it would be even more difficult for him to succeed next time.

"Not good!"

Lin Chen felt a great crisis and hurriedly summoned the Sealing Soul Jar to block behind with the Dragon Sword.

Unexpectedly, the Qingling Yuan Gang Seal, which had increased its power, directly blasted the Dragon Sword and the Sealing Soul Jar away, and hit Lin Chen's body.

Bang!

Lin Chen felt a shock all over his body, and cracks immediately appeared on his body surface. He was about to fall apart, but he tried his best to stimulate the life energy and nourish his injured body.

At the same time, he summoned the Dragon Sword and the Sealing Soul Jar, and shuttled through space desperately, evolving the Wings of Life and the Space God to the extreme.

The speed at which he shuttled through space was getting faster and faster, and he kept widening the distance between him and Qing Cang Old Demon, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and tens of thousands of miles...

"Lin Chen, your body was almost blown up by me, and your blood, divine power, and even your spiritual world and spiritual world were severely damaged. Even if you run away desperately, you can't escape."

The Qing Cang Old Demon separated from the Qingling Yuan Gang Seal, and the seal immediately turned into a piece of green light and dissipated, and the Qing Cang Old Demon also had a gloomy face, and most of his divine power was consumed.

But he immediately took out the magic pill and swallowed it, stepping on the gorgeous green light, chasing after Lin Chen who was gradually disappearing in front of him.

"Hmm?"

There was no sign of Lin Chen in the thousands of miles ahead, and Qing Cang Old Demon couldn't help but frown, and then he shouted coldly:

"The spirit is the only one, and it will track for thousands of miles."

The spirit of Qing Cang Old Demon was highly concentrated, turning into a black shadow, like a ghost, scanning the void, looking for Lin Chen's trace, not letting go of any space.

Moreover, he mastered Lin Chen's breath, the fearless breath of the sword will, which was very unique and extremely easy to find.

"No, my body is on the verge of collapse, my divine power is no less than 60%, my blood and qi are mostly lost, and my spirit and soul are also seriously affected. If this continues, I will be caught up by the old demon Qing Cang sooner or later, and the consequences will be disastrous!"

Lin Chen's face was pale, his eyes were dim, as if he was seriously ill, he was extremely weak, and there was no sign of life.

Because the life energy produced by the Holy Spirit of Life was absorbed by the weak body.

It seems that I have to find a place to hide.

Lin Chen maintained a sober state with the sword will, and then tried to open his eyes and looked around.

I saw that there were thousands of feet of abysses in the west, and I rushed over immediately.

Swish!

Lin Chen didn't think about it, and rushed into an abyss without hesitation.

In the abyss, thousands of feet were split and black air was rising.

Lin Chen was immersed in it, and the whole person was immediately swallowed by endless black air.

He restrained his whole body's breath, suppressed the sword spirit in his body, used a trace of mental power, checked the inside of the abyss, and found densely packed, honeycomb-like caves.

These caves are winding and interconnected, and you can't see your hand in front of your face. Lin Chen entered it and his eyes were dark.

But under his mental power, everything in the cave was clearly presented in front of him. Following the trajectory of the cave, he continued to go deeper into it.

After going thousands of miles deep, Lin Chen stopped and sneaked into a small cave, wrapped himself in a sin cloak, sealed his whole body's breath, and slowly fell down, like a living dead, without any breath.

"Where did this kid go?"

The old demon Qingcang lagged behind Lin Chen for tens of thousands of miles, and followed the sword breath left by Lin Chen before catching up.

However, he keenly discovered that the sword breath was getting weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The old demon Qing Cang looked around, but he looked at the steep abysses, which were bottomless and black air was surging out, like a portal to hell.

Although the old demon Qing Cang's face was pale, his eyes were burning. He scanned the abysses and said with a gloomy face: "This kid is extremely cunning. Maybe he is hiding in it."

Boom!

The green divine pestle fell into his hand and hit an abyss. The black air in the abyss was immediately submerged by the green light, and the steep cliffs immediately collapsed with a rumble.

The rocks flew and the dust rolled. Crows, bats, flying snakes and other fierce beasts flew out of the abyss, but they were killed by the green divine pestle before they flew into the sky.

"Lin Chen, get out of here."

The old demon Qing Cang roared loudly, using the green divine pestle to sweep towards the abysses with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops like a rolling mat.

Wherever he passed, the abyss collapsed and was destroyed. After a cup of tea, most of the abyss was razed to the ground and suffered a devastating blow.

"Damn it!"

The Qingcang old demon had a gloomy face and coughed heavily.

He had fought with Lin Chen for so long. He was injured by the Great Light Holy Sword before, and then he used the Qingling Yuangang Seal, which consumed too much divine power and caused a great loss of breath.

And he didn't have many cultivation resources, so he couldn't replenish his divine power quickly. If he continued like this, his divine power would be exhausted.

However, the Qingcang old demon was unwilling to leave. After all, he had waited for this opportunity for so long, and Lin Chen was hiding nearby. How could he stop?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Qingcang old demon gritted his teeth, and his pale old face showed a ferocious look. He held the green divine pestle and slammed it into the ground, blasting out black holes thousands of miles deep.

Half an hour later, black holes appeared within a radius of thousands of miles. They were all created by the green divine pestle. They were like a honeycomb, which made people's scalps numb.

"I launched such a dense attack, and that kid should not be able to resist without his divine armor, but why hasn't he come out yet? Isn't he hiding here?"

The Qingcang old demon looked around with a gloomy face, stepping on the green light, searching for Lin Chen's traces back and forth.

Suddenly, he stopped and laughed: "That kid hasn't come out for so long, he must have been killed by me, what a pity, what a pity that I didn't get the key to Yunzhou."

After saying this, the Qingcang old demon turned his eyes, suddenly concealed his breath, plunged into the depths of the void, released a ray of mental power, and peeked into the abyss that was razed to the ground.

One hour, two hours...

One day, two days...

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and there was still no movement, which disappointed the Qingcang old demon.

"Damn it!"

The Qingcang old demon was extremely angry, holding the green divine pestle, and threw it into the ground fiercely. With a loud rumble, a cool water column gushed out, falling in all directions like a rainstorm.

However, the old demon Qingcang was impervious to water and fire, and his clothes were not wet at all. He narrowed his eyes and said with an unpleasant expression: "Is there a dark river underground?"

Swish!

The old demon Qingcang grabbed the green divine pestle and flew into the sky, flying up to a height of 100,000 feet before stopping.

Then, in the west, thousands of miles away, at the end of this abyss, he saw a vast mountain river surging out from the bottom of the endless abyss.

Swish!

After an incense stick of time, the old demon Qingcang crossed the void of thousands of miles, flew over, and hovered above the mountain river. His face became gloomier than ever before, and he roared angrily: "Lin Chen, little boy, I will not let you go."