Peerless Sword God

"This son has killed the swordsman genius of my clan. It is up to my clan to avenge this and put an end to all this."

Ming Shang turned his attention to the ancient saints in the clan, fell on a young man wearing a gray cloak, and said, "Ming Ce comes out."

"Here is the boy."

The young man in gray cloak named Ming Ce bowed and walked out.

"You are the youngest Houtian Ancient Saint of our clan, so it is up to you to kill that kid." Ming Shang said.

"Young man, if you are willing to go, you will definitely live up to the clan leader's high expectations." Ming Ce said respectfully.

"Okay, I, my two Taoist brothers, and the seniors of the Ancient Sages of Destiny will send you down now. Be prepared," Ming Shang said.

"Boy, take your orders."

Ming Ce bowed his hands, and soon came to the door shaped like a mirror. Next to it was the Void Demonic Realm. He could clearly see Lin Chen's figure, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes. He was the acquired ancient saint, and he was confident that he could be killed easily. Lin Chen.

Lin Chen happened to see his figure, and felt an inexplicable crisis, and whispered: "Is that...the ancient saint the day after tomorrow?"

Although he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, nor could he tell the other party's state, the sense of crisis was so strong that it couldn't be achieved by a half-step ancient saint, so it must be the acquired ancient saint.

At this moment, Lin Chen was a little inexplicably nervous, but he soon felt relieved and whispered: "What about the ancient saint the day after tomorrow? I might not be able to fight."

After saying that, he continued to use his godless physique to absorb the energy between heaven and earth and strengthen the holy power in his body.

Outside, Motianshan raised his hand and pointed at Ming Ce's figure, and said urgently: "Brother, the Ancient Sage of the day after tomorrow, that person is the Ancient Sage of the day after tomorrow. The Great Wild God Realm finally couldn't bear it anymore."

"The Great Desolate God Realm wants to use wheel fighting to deal with Daoist Brother Tianjian, but

It's a pity that he miscalculated and lost twenty half-step ancient saints. Now if he wants to deal with Dao Brother Tianjian, he will naturally send the ancient saints of the day after tomorrow. "Mo Tian Ming said in a deep voice.

"Although the Ancient Saint Houtian is only one level higher than the Half-step Ancient Saint, there is a huge difference. The Ancient Saint Houtian can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and his strength is three to five times that of the Half-step Ancient Saint. Individual powerful ones are even more powerful. More than five times, big trouble is coming," Yuan Hong said solemnly.

"Thirty-six strategies are the best."

Changtian, Zhetian and Chaos Qingniu said in unison.

Motian Ming and the other three nodded and looked at Lin Chen. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, they suppressed their thoughts of persuasion.

"Is the Great Wild God Realm going to send the Ancient Saint Houtian down?"

Feng Zui and others also saw the figure in the portal, and when they heard what the six Motianming people said, they all had excited expressions on their faces, as if they were coming back from the ashes, feeling that they had seen hope again.

The Ancient Sage of the day after tomorrow was an unparalleled great existence that they looked up to. He had unparalleled magical powers and could definitely kill the Sword Saint God that day.

Buzz!

Everything seems to be developing according to their thoughts. The portal above Fengling Palace shines brightly, and Ming Ce's vague figure shows signs of gradually solidifying.

He is coming.

The matter is settled.

Feng Zui and others showed excitement in their eyes, while the expressions of the six Motianming people became extremely solemn.

"The ancient sage should be very strong the day after tomorrow. It's really exciting."

Looking at the solidifying figure, Lin Chen whispered, as if facing a huge challenge, his fighting spirit was high, his heart was surging, and his eyes showed an unprecedented fighting spirit.

Boom!

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the sky and the earth, like the sound of heaven, unfathomable, with an indescribable power.

Sweeping through the sky.

The portal suspended above Fengling Palace suddenly shattered with a click, and the figure that was about to solidify flew back as if it had been severely injured, leaving behind a bright red blood flower.

"How could this happen? Why was the portal suddenly shattered? Why didn't the ancient saint come the day after tomorrow?"

Feng Zui and others were shocked when they saw this, their faces were panic-stricken, and they were at a loss for a moment, hesitant and uneasy.

"Hahaha, they failed. They failed. They were counterattacked by the laws of heaven and earth and the laws of heaven and earth. The portal was broken, and the ancient saint the day after tomorrow was also injured."

Motianshan suddenly laughed and said: "Stealing the chicken but losing the rice is really a pleasure."

"It seems that the laws and rules of the world in the Great Desolate God Realm are much stronger than those in the Little Spirit Star Realm, so they suffered backlash." Motian Ming analyzed.

Yuan Hong and Chang Tian nodded, Zhe Tian and Chaos Qing Niu said happily: "It seems they can't send the Ancient Saint Hou Tian down."

"As expected."

Lin Chen's expression remained normal when he saw this situation, and he didn't seem to be surprised by it.

After all, neither the Blessed Land of All Souls nor the Nine Tribulations Holy God from the Little Spirit Star Region can come to the Holy Land.

Because the laws and rules of heaven and earth in the Holy Land have not yet been restored to the two major levels.

The Xiaoling Star Territory and the Great Desolate God Territory are in the same situation. Subject to the laws and rules of heaven and earth, the Great Desolate God Territory can send down half-step ancient saints, but cannot send down the acquired ancient saints.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen pointed his sword into the sky and laughed loudly: "In the Great Wild God Realm, I wanted to defeat the Ancient Saints after the war, but unfortunately you failed. I am really disappointed."

Snap!

These words were like a slap in the face of all the ancient saints in the temple.

, everyone's face was ashen.

After passing through the Void Demon Realm and looking at Lin Chen's "arrogant and domineering" appearance, they felt that their lungs were about to explode with anger.

After all, Lin Chen's move was a blatant provocation and mockery of their Great Desolate God Realm. It was simply audacious.

The three Mo Rong could not remain calm. Their faces were green and white, as red as pig liver. They wished they could slap Lin Chen to death to vent their anger.

"hateful!"

Ming Ce, who was lying next to the Void Demon Realm, was even more furious. Without wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stood up, pointed at Lin Chen in the Void Demon Realm, and shouted in a cold voice: "Sky Sword Saint, how dare you be so arrogant? If I can’t kill you today, I will swear to you that I will cut you into pieces and smash your bones into ashes in the future.”

Lin Chen heard the sound and said tit for tat: "Ming Ce? I'll wait for you. I'll kill whoever I see."

"You..." Ming Ce couldn't keep his face, his eyes showed a fierce light, and suddenly he heard a "step back".

Looking up and seeing the gloomy patriarch, Ming Ce trembled in his heart and hurriedly bowed and retreated, but he did not forget the oath he had just made, and he would kill Lin Chen with his own hands in the future.

Hearing Ming Ce's voice disappear, Lin Chen said unceremoniously: "Hey, why didn't you say anything? Is it because you're afraid?"

Murderous intent flashed in Ming Shang's eyes, and he looked at Lin Chen in the Void Demon Territory and said, "Boy, listen carefully. I am Ming Ce, the leader of the Ming Ling Clan. After more than a hundred years, I will personally come down to take your life."

"I am the leader of the Troll Wing Tribe, Morrong."

"I am Zhan Hong, the leader of the Zhan Wu Clan."

Mo Rong and Zhan Hong also reported their names one after another and made a promise to kill Lin Chen.

"The names of the three seniors, Ming Shang, Mo Rong, and Zhan Hong, have been written down by this junior."

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this

, jokingly said: "It's just that the three seniors don't seem to have to report their names. After all, biting dogs don't bark. I guess the three seniors did this to save your pitiful face, right?"