Peerless Sword God

"What kind of swordsmanship is this and why is it so terrifying?"

"Who knows, he is an unworldly evildoer and cannot be guessed. Fellow Taoists, I'm afraid we won't be able to go back today."

"Go back? Five of us and I joined forces and failed to kill him. We failed to live up to the clan leader's high hopes and caused the clan leader to be humiliated. How can we have the dignity to go back?"

The four geniuses in black looked at Lin Chen with fearful eyes, with pain in their hearts and bitter expressions.

Zhan Qi wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a determined expression: "Four Taoist brothers, we have failed and it is not a pity to die, so let us use our lives to get rid of this serious problem for our Great Desolate God Realm and repay the kindness of the patriarch. ”

"Okay, it's worth it to trade our lives for his."

The four geniuses in black nodded when they heard the words, with a look of death in their eyes. They immediately rushed towards Lin Chen with Zhan Qi. They all exuded terrifying energy, blocking the void in all directions, blocking the space in all directions, and cutting off all Lin Chen's escape routes.

"No, they will die together with Brother Tianjian."

Seeing this, the four Motianming people changed their expressions. Zhetian and Chaos Qingniu hissed and shouted: "Lin Chen, get away quickly."

"Boy, even if you are a monster and have invincible swordsmanship, you will die with us today. You can't escape."

The five Zhan Qi laughed loudly, seeing Lin Chen flap his wings of life, burning his energy and blood decisively, turning into a ball of blood and fire, rushing forward, burning himself and exploding.

It was too fast. Even if Lin Chen was stronger than them, it was still difficult to stop them from self-destructing.

clang!

Lin Chen suffered a ruthless impact. The Phoenix Blood Sword Armor was shaken loudly and cracks appeared, causing the body of life to shake violently. The light dimmed and scars appeared. Hot divine blood flowed out and stained the robes red, as if

About to collapse.

Even his energy and spirit were greatly affected, as if he was about to be shaken out of the spiritual world. Lin Chen felt an unprecedented sense of crisis and couldn't help but feel desperate: "Am I going to die?"

Boom!

The terrifying power swept across, destroying the world and destroying the world. It was able to wipe out an ancient saint. It was like a roaring sea, drowning Lin Chen's figure. The sound of explosions was endless, shaking the inner city that had been razed to the ground, and shattering it into pieces. , sinking hundreds of feet.

The resulting energy aftermath centered on the inner city and spread to all directions in the outer city, shaking the six Motian Ming people to stagger back, their faces turning pale. Feng Zui and others were no exception, and they hid in panic.

However, the Sixth Tribulation and Seventh Tribulation Holy Gods who were approaching the inner city were unable to evade as they were not as fast as them. They were all turned into flying embers and died. Most of the outer city was destroyed and turned into a white field. Many people cried in grief. Deplore the lost relatives and friends.

Feng Zui and others also had sad expressions on their faces, but knowing that the most important thing at the moment was to determine whether the Sword Saint died that day, they all looked towards the center of the inner city, looking for Lin Chen's figure.

The six Motianming people were also concerned about Lin Chen's safety and shouted: "Brother Tianjian Dao." "Brother Lin Chen." "Lin Chen."

"That evildoer must be dead. The self-destruction of the five Dao brothers Zhan Qi is enough to kill the Ancient Saint Houtian. He can't survive."

When all the ancient saints and half-step ancient saints in the temple saw this, they all said with certainty that Lin Chen was dead.

Mo Rong, who was sitting above the main hall, stared at the Demonic Void Realm, but did not see Lin Chen's figure. He frowned and said, "Where did that kid go? Could it be that he was allowed to escape?"

"Brother Mo Rong, don't worry, even if that kid is lucky enough to survive,

It will also inevitably suffer heavy losses. "

Ming Shang expressed comfort and said with a smile: "Besides, can he really survive? I don't believe it."

"Yes, under such terrifying power, none of the acquired ancient saints from our tribes can survive." Zhan Hong nodded.

"That's true, that boy..." Mo Rong smiled, but when he looked at the Void Magic Mirror, his gaze suddenly stagnated, and he almost lost his voice and said, "How is that possible?"

"That is?"

Ming Shang and Zhan Hong also noticed it, and a group of ancient saints and half-step ancient saints also saw it, and asked in surprise: "Is that kid still alive?"

I saw the aftermath of all kinds of energy above the inner city dissipating, and the smoke and dust on the ground fell, revealing the standing Fengling Hall. In front of the hall, there was a huge circular pit, which suddenly bloomed with a ball of white light and stirred up dust all over the sky.

The dust fell loudly, and was shaken away by the white light. The white light suddenly converged, and a sacred furnace with three incomplete legs and two ears emerged. Circles of thin white light rippled out, filled with the vast energy of life.

Uh-huh!

The white sacred furnace seemed to have been opened, and a pale-faced black-haired young man appeared below. His eyes were dim, his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with more than ten cracks, and red divine blood oozed out. He lowered his head and gasped. He was very angry, with blood stains spilling out from time to time, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"It's that kid, he, he is really alive."

"Damn it, the ancient saint won't survive the day after tomorrow, how can he still be alive?"

"It was the glowing divine furnace that saved him. What level of treasure is it? It has such terrifying defensive power. Is it a treasure more powerful than the supreme treasure?"

Seeing that all the ancient saints and half-step ancient saints in the Void Demonic Realm were lost,

The sound may be dumbfounded, incredulous, or an expression that is difficult to accept.

Snap!

The three Mo Rong people sitting high above the main hall looked at the black-haired young man and felt as if they had been slapped in the face. Their faces were all green and white, and their eyes showed aggrieved, depressed and stunned light.

The three of them just thought that Lin Chen would not survive, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly. They were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. The hatred in their hearts made them want to strangle Lin Chen to death.

Why? Why is it so difficult to kill an ant of the Seven Tribulations Holy God?

The three Mo Rong people were almost doubting their lives. They stared at Lin Chen, and then looked at the broken stove floating next to Lin Chen.

Are you kidding me? How could such a dilapidated furnace protect this child and survive?

How is it possible?

Even the most exquisite and supreme treasures cannot achieve this.

Could it be that the guesses of the elders and younger generations are correct, that this broken furnace is an existence above the supreme treasure?

The three Mo Rong were shocked and confused for a moment, then looked at each other to see what the other was thinking, and then looked at the broken stove next to Lin Chen.

Ordinary!

Sparse and ordinary!

Nothing special!

Fake it.

If this dilapidated furnace is truly something beyond the supreme treasure, how could they not see it with their knowledge and experience?

But if not, how to explain the fact that this child survived?

The three Mo Rong frowned and were puzzled.

At the same time, the six people who saw Lin Chen's Motianshan were all surprised and happy. Motianshan laughed excitedly and said: "Brother, Brother Tianjian Dao is fine, haha, that's great. I knew he wouldn't die so easily." of."

"Incredible, Heavenly Sword

Brother Dao was actually able to survive the self-destruction of five half-step ancient saints. This is something that even the ancient saints could not do the day after tomorrow. This battle alone is enough to make him famous throughout the ages, comparable to those geniuses who won the title in ancient times. figure. "Mo Tianming said with emotion.