Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

After reaching out and touching it, the expression of the leader of the Spirit Clan immediately changed, and he looked extremely shocked.

"Damn! How is this possible!? How is this possible!? Why am I bleeding!?"

The Eldar can be regarded as existing as energy bodies. Their race is made up of thousands of substances, but there is no flesh and blood.

Because the Chaos Clan felt that the physical body would hinder many things, the Eldar Clan did not have this trait.

The Spirit Race has been like this for thousands of years.

But that sword blow just now was just a slight brush, how could it make me bleed! ?

Seeing the shocked look on the face of the leader of the Spirit Tribe, Bai Jun showed a mysterious smile.

"I said it before, a failure is just a failure."

"Being born in this world, being weak is the original sin. Not to mention that your creator will abandon you, I am afraid that the weak will not even have the right to survive on this land!"

As he spoke, the aura on Bai Jun's body gradually climbed to its peak.

This trick was specially developed by him to fight against those creatures outside of theory.

There are too many secrets on the ancient continent.

There is more than meets the eye.

Even Bai Jun, the sole heir of the Chaos Clan that had existed since the Chaos Period, didn't know that there was a saint before Hongjun and Pangu.

Bai Jun knew this truth a long time ago.

Therefore, he thoroughly studied the various characteristics of ancient creatures.

In order to make it easier to deal with the unexpected appearance of the race, Bai Jun's sword move was made.

"¨〃It's called returning to the origin!"

Another sword stabbed directly through the chest of the Spirit Clan, but the hatred accumulated by the Spirit Clan over the years should not be underestimated.

"Ahhh! Damn it! I'm going to kill you!"

The half-flesh, half-energy body of the Spirit Race suddenly expanded at this moment.

The space after the domain expanded was like a big mouth, biting towards Bai Jun.

But Bai Jun didn't grow up eating hard food.

Over the years, he has experienced more dangers than he has eaten. As soon as he pressed the seal with his hand, psychedelic sounds immediately came from all directions.

"Reversal Realm!"

The leader of the Spirit Clan was stunned for a moment, and then heard an extremely strange sentence.

A turn of events...

Everything around, up and down, left and right, inside and outside, high and low.

It was completely reversed!

Bai Jun had used this trick to compete with Lin Chuan before, but the reversal was not so complete at that time.

Now even the sound is reversed!

Not only that, the counterattack of the Spirit Clan leader, which seemed so powerful just now, instantly became weak.

Even the range and intensity of the attack can be reversed!

This can no longer be said to be unreasonable, this is already an unimaginable state!

The Spirit Race was born in Chaos, but everything in front of him now made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Somehow, he seemed to be able to feel destiny calling him.

The man standing in front of him was indeed the most powerful weapon that the Chaos Clan had created over the years.

"If it were him... maybe he could really help the Chaos Clan to revive..."

In the light of the sword that was about to annihilate him, the leader of the Spiritual Tribe thought of this, and two lines of clear tears unknowingly fell from the corner of his eyes... Jian...

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Chapter 410: Heaven’s arrangement! Materials to become stronger!

The Eldar are nothing more than abandoned pawns.

The reason why they are so obsessed with proving that they are better than Bai Jun is because the Chaos clan integrated the gene of absolute loyalty into them when they were created.

So no matter how powerful the Spirit Clan is, they still have a twisted attachment to the Chaos Clan.

They also want to be recognized by the Chaos Clan, and they also want to help the Chaos Clan defeat the ancient gods.

Just like Bai Jun, even if Bai Jun knew that he was a manufactured weapon, he would not feel disgusted with the Chaos Clan.

After the light dispersed, light rain suddenly began to fall from the sky.

At the same time, everyone present could feel a hint of sadness.

At this moment, everyone in the Spirit Race turned into countless fluorescent stars, floating in the air.

"Humph! I'm so vulnerable! I let that pretty boy get killed! It seems I don't have to have any disagreements with you this time! That innate treasure is mine!"

Turning his head, the barbarian leader spat a mouthful of black blood on the ground, and then looked at Lin Chuan again.

"What a damn human race! I have changed my mind. After you die, I will imprison your tribe and 613 your soul, and let you watch your tribesmen become slaves of our race for generations!"

Lin Chuan, who was originally pale, after hearing these words, his eyes widened and his hair almost stood up.

"Can you say that again……"

Lin Chuan's feet were in the void, but it was as if the sky and the earth were above his head, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The barbarian leader was stunned for a moment, then tore off his clothes, raised his head and laughed.

"Not bad, not bad! What a good opponent! I put away what I said before, you... are worthy of my serious fight!"

In an instant, the figures, one large and one small, collided together like two cannonballs.

This time, Lin Chuan used all his firepower and didn't even use Taoism. He only used his body to fight against the most physically tyrannical existence in this ancient continent.

But don't underestimate Lin Chuan. After three or two moves, although Lin Chuan is still at a disadvantage, his power and physical strength are also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"