A terrifying demonic power erupted from the palm of Mo Yao's patriarch, and the demonic energy immediately covered the sky, sweeping towards Lin Chen like a black sea.
Immediately afterwards, the patriarch Mo Yao broke out the fifth level of the holy way of the devil and the dark way, and the fourth level of the holy way of thunder, all full of killing intent.
The killing intent pointed directly at Lin Chen, and with a wave of the palm of Mo Yao's patriarch, he saw a magic spear, piercing through the demon energy in the sky, and hitting the ancestral crystal in Lin Chen's dantian.
He wants to kill Lin Chen just like Lin Chen killed his son Qisha Daozu, and make Lin Chen pay for his blood.
"kill!"
Patriarch Tianlan was only taken aback when he saw this, and called on the entire tribe to attack the Moyao tribe. At the same time, he waved his blue gun and stabbed the Moyao patriarch from the air.
He knew too well the strength of Mo Yao patriarch, who was several times stronger than his son Qisha Daozu, and worried that Lin Chen would not be able to match him.
Lin Chen had a calm face, and said to the Mo Yao patriarch who came to kill him: "You are the ancestor of the Five Paths God, and you should be more suitable for honing my swordsmanship than your son."
After saying this, Lin Chen looked at the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword, and gently uttered a word:
"go!"
Hunyuan Shengtian Sword slashed down horizontally, pointing the tip of the sword at the stabbing magic spear, and quickly greeted it with the sword light, the air of chaos and light.
Seeing this, the Holy Maiden Qinglan's eyes widened subconsciously, and the pure and beautiful temperament on her pretty face was replaced by shock.
Just when she was shocked, she suddenly heard a laugh from behind:
"Saint Qinglan, don't worry, the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword once beheaded the ancestors of the five gods, and now his swordsmanship has improved, and it will not be a problem to deal with the old thief Mo Yao."
Saintess Qinglan turned around to look, only to see a young man in white approaching, and blurted out: "Are you a friend of Master Tianjian?"
Looking at the pure and beautiful woman in Tsing Yi in front of him, the God Ancestor of Zhaobao smiled and cupped his hands and said: "The God of Zhaobao, the saint, just call me Zhaobao."
The Holy Maiden of Qinglan nodded her head graciously, and couldn't help asking: "Zhaobao, did Master Tianjian really kill the ancestors of the five gods before?"
The ancestor of Zhaobao looked at Lin Chen, and replied at the same time: "It is absolutely true. At that time, he was only in the realm of the second god ancestor, but now he is the third god ancestor, so I am not worried about his safety at all."
"But Mo Yao is stronger than my father, why" Qinglan Saintess hesitated.
"How is that possible, right?"
Zhaobao Shenzu said what she wanted to say, saw her nodding, and said with a smile: "When I first met Tianjian Shenzu, I couldn't believe what happened to him, but I only knew it after a long time. For him, it's just a normal thing."
He looked at Lin Chen reverently, and then jokingly said to Qinglan Saintess: "After a while, you will believe what I say."
But who would have thought that after he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed the movement behind Qinglan Saintess, and said, "Be careful!"
Swish!
The Sun and Moon Treasure Mirror flew out, carrying the holy way of the sun and the moon, and evolved a grand vision of the sun and the moon rising together, and bombarded behind the Qinglan saintess.
I saw a few Erdao god ancestors of the Moyao tribe sneak up, trying to capture the Qinglan saint girl and threaten the Tianlan tribe.
Seeing that they were discovered by the God of Zhaobao, these two god ancestors shot first, but they couldn't block the Sun and Moon Treasure Mirror, and they were all blown out.
Only then did the Qinglan saintess react, and immediately joined forces with the ancestors of Zhaobao to kill these two gods.
With a sigh of relief, the Holy Maiden of Qinglan propped up a blue defensive cover, and said gratefully: "Zhaobao, you saved my life, thank you."
The ancestor of Zhaobao said with a smile: "Saint, you are welcome, you and Mr. Tianjian are friends, and that is my friend."
He used the sun and moon treasure mirror to cover the sky above the two of them, and the beautiful sun and moon radiance fell down, flowing around him and the Qinglan saint girl like autumn water.
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, the two couldn't help but glanced at each other, a blush climbed up the cheeks of Qinglan Saintess, she hurriedly avoided the eyes of the ancestor of Zhaobao, and said a little shyly:
"Zhaobao, let's be careful."
God Ancestor Zhaobao was also a little embarrassed, nodded and said "yes".
So, the two teamed up to assist the blue-robed elder and others to deal with the dark demons of the Moyao tribe.
Because Lin Chen killed nearly 20 ancestors of the Moyao tribe just now, not only the strength of the Moyao tribe was greatly reduced, but also everyone was afraid and lost their fighting spirit, soThe Tianlan tribe quickly gained the upper hand.
On the other side, the Tianlan patriarch who helped Lin Chen saw that Lin Chen was not defeated by the Mo Yao patriarch's attack, so he couldn't help saying incoherently:
"God, I saved an amazing and peerless genius."
On the other hand, Patriarch Mo Yao frowned, seeing Lin Chen using the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword to fly his natal magic weapon, his face was ashen.
"How can there be such a monster in the human race?"
"No! No matter how evil he is, I will kill him, otherwise I will die here today."
"kill!"
Various thoughts flashed through the mind of the Mo Yao patriarch, and all of them turned into killing thoughts. He approached Lin Chen with a spear and launched a violent and fierce offensive.
At this time, he no longer considered avenging his son Qisha Daozu, and only wanted to kill Lin Chen and save himself.
"This Moyao is indeed stronger than Patriarch Wuhe, but it's not enough."
Lin Chen thought in his heart, held his sword and said, "Mo Yao, if this is all your strength, then I'm afraid you can't threaten me."
Phew!
The Hunyuan Shengtian Sword slashed down one after another, and successively displayed the third style of original sword song, the fourth style of chaotic light, and the fifth style of Qiankun Jianyu.
Through the fight with Qisha Daozu, Lin Chen has honed the eight holy ways.
Therefore, this time he fought against the Mo Yao patriarch, he took the initiative to attack.
At this time .*c*om Zhang Si. "Boy, stop talking big."
The patriarch Mo Yao used the power of the ancestors to the extreme, integrated it into the magic spear, blessed the way of magic, darkness and thunder, and the power increased dramatically.
With a sweep of the magic spear, darkness fell, and thunderbolts struck down one after another, breaking the chaotic scene, piercing the light, and bombarding the Qiankun Sword Field.
Seeing this, Lin Chen knew that the original sword song failed to affect the opponent's willpower.
Seeing the Qiankun Sword Field swaying under the magic spear, Lin Chen immediately performed the eighth form of All Heavens Sacred Judgment.
Buzz!
When the Hunyuan Shengtian sword slashed down, a sword power representing the heavens erupted immediately, unviolable, irresistible, irresistible, full of sacred and inviolable power.
At this time, the patriarch Mo Yao had already broken through the Qiankun Sword Domain, and took advantage of the situation to stab Lin Chen, colliding with the power of the holy order of the heavens.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this that actually contains such divine power?"
Looking at the Hunyuan Shengtian Sword, the patriarch Mo Yao felt that he was small, and he felt a kind of worship in his heart, and his will and belief were shaken.
"Not good, let me order!"
The Mo Yao patriarch secretly screamed that something was wrong, and hurriedly concentrated his energy, stabilized the spiritual world and the spiritual world, and guarded the will and faith.
But in this way, he was immediately distracted, the attack of the magic spear in his hand was reduced, and he was immediately hit by the Hunyuan Shengtian sword.
Clang!
The loud noise of the magic spear made the patriarch Mo Yao's palms go numb, the bones in his arms tingled endlessly, and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound from his back, he felt severe pain all over his body, his legs trembled, the blood in his body showed signs of stagnation, and his momentum continued to decrease.
"Don't even think about it!"
To control the big and to control the owl. The Mo Yao patriarch glared and roared, turned into a magic light, merged into the magic spear, stabbed at Lin Chen, and then fled back quickly.
It turned out that his move just now was a false move, in order to paralyze Lin Chen and take the opportunity to escape.
Seeing this, the Tianlan patriarch who came to help Lin Chen raised his hand and threw the blue spear, stabbed the magic spear precisely, and flew out obliquely with a bang