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- Lin Chen's heart sank, and he heard him say again: "But the old man promised Guangmu Daozu, as long as you are willing to cooperate with the old man, the old man will save your life."
Lin Chen looked at Guangmu Daozu, and saw that the other party kept making his eyes tell him to leave, so he said: "The matter of the bloodline is related to the cultivation of the younger generation, please give the younger generation a few days to think about it."
"No, today you have to give the old man an accurate word." Daomo Yeming said coldly.
"The senior went forward to ask for it, so the junior can only disappoint the senior."
As Lin Chen said these words, he concentrated his energy and spirit, adhering to the way of swordsmanship and the original way of swordsmanship, bless his will and faith, and tried his best to sacrifice the sins of the gods and demons.
I saw a bright red brand of incomplete blood and blood in the magic weapon, and it was only a corner away, and the brand of blood and blood was complete.
"You want to delay?"
Daomo Yeming saw through Lin Chen's intentions and said, "Boy, don't say that the old man gives you a few days, even if I give you a few years, you still won't be able to refine this supreme treasure."
After finishing speaking, he left Guangmu Daozu behind, stepped towards Lin Chen, rolled up his black sleeve, stretched out his pitch-black right hand, and grabbed it.
Gently grasping, the holy power spread freely, and there was a tyrannical power that enveloped Lin Chen like a tide, dyeing the void black.
"Boy, hurry up!"
The ancient demon Qi Feng let out a loud roar, and then displayed his three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers, shooting out six magical weapons including a spear, a halberd, an axe, a battle-axe, a tripod, and a bell.
Daomo Yeming flicked his black sleeves, and saw the Underworld Cauldron fly out, and it exploded with a rumbling sound, blocking the six magic weapons outside like a black mountain.
At the same time, his palm didn't stop at all, but sped up the speed, reaching for Lin Chen's neck.
Just at this critical moment, Lin Chen was shocked suddenly, and said with great joy: "It's done."
He looked at the magic weapon between his hands, and saw the qi and blood covering the sword, like a thousand rivers returning to the body, returning to the body and merging into the limbs and internal organs.
And the incomplete corner of the qi and blood brand in the magic weapon and evil crime became complete in an instant.
At this moment, Lin Chen only felt that his mind and heart were connected with the magic weapon, as if they were one body, and he stretched out his right hand.
Moan!
The sound of sword whistling resounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, bursting out thousands of black sword lights, transforming into sword shadows, covering a radius of ten thousand miles.
In the next moment, the magic soldier flew out with a whistling sound, like an ancient sword dragon, slashing at the palm that Ye Ming Daomo had grabbed, like a broken bamboo.
It can be clearly seen that the void between Lin Chen and Yeming Daomo was split in half.
Daomo Ye Ming almost lost his voice: "You succeeded in the sacrifice? How is this possible?"
He was no longer as calm as before, and even his mood was turbulent.
How can a god ancestor of the Seven Paths succeed in offering sacrifices to the gods and demons?
This is something Yeming Daomo has never heard or seen. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.
?Recalling what I said just now when I judged that Lin Chen's sacrifice had failed, a tinge of lividness appeared on Yeming Daomo's old face, as if he had been slapped in the face.
What a shame.
He is a dignified half-step holy god, and sometimes he misses it.
This kid is really a monster!
"good."
At the same time, thinking of the applause of the ancient demon Qi Feng, a bright smile appeared on his pale face, as if it was not Lin Chen who succeeded, but him.
The Venerable Difficulty, Canghai Daozu, and Kusen Mozu all looked at Lin Chen in a daze, showing incredible expressions on their faces.
How is this going?
Isn't it only half-step holy gods who can sacrifice the supreme treasure?
At this moment, both parties felt that their previous cognition had been broken, and they felt that they had been watching the sky from sitting in a well before, especially the three Kusen Demon Ancestors, all staring, speechless.
And their expressions made Ye Ming Daomo feel even more embarrassed when he saw it, and said coldly: "The Supreme Treasure is not something you, the ancestor of the Seven Paths, can control."
He still didn't give up, he pressed down with one palm, sealed the void, and wanted to catch the magic weapon flying over.
There was a loud "boom";
I saw that the magic weapon and evil strike hit the palm of Yeming Daomo, bursting out majestic sword light and magic light, and spreading out dense energy ripples.
After three breaths of time, Shenbing Mozui flew back first, and then Yeming Daomo also withdrew his palm.
Looking down, there was a clear black sword mark on his palm. Daomo Yeming narrowed his eyes slightly and exclaimed, "What a peerless weapon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm, and he groaned.?Looking at it, I saw that the palm was split along the black sword mark, splitting into two.
Yeming Daomo frowned, shook his bare arm, consumed some holy power, and regenerated a hand.
Once the palm was grasped, the arm swayed, and there was a buzzing sound. Daomo Yeming spread his palm again, and a residual sword power burst out from the palm.
"The old man underestimated the power of this sword."
Dao Demon Ye Ming's eyes flickered, and he thought that the damage of the divine weapon and the evil crime was nearly twice as powerful as his own Demon Cauldron.
He had never seen such a powerful supreme treasure before. He looked up at Lin Chen and said, "You control this sword with the original way of swordsmanship?" 强牺 9bzw& #46com 读牺
Lin Chen grabbed the magic weapon that flew back upside down with both hands, and said indifferently: "Senior has extraordinary eyesight, which is admirable."
"No, what is admirable is my little friend. He sacrificed the supreme treasure with the realm of the ancestors of the seven gods, and succeeded in one fell swoop. He can be said to be the number one person in the ages of my Senluo world." Daomo Yeming shook his head.
Lin Chen's move won his approval, and he changed his address to Xiaoyou, and said: "As long as the little friend agrees to the old man, the old man can do one thing for the little friend."
As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused quite a stir.
The three Kusen Demon Ancestors looked at Lin Chen enviously. Looking at the entire Senluo Realm, there are very few practitioners who can obtain the promise of Ye Ming Dao Demon.
Although Ye Ming Daomo asked for blood, how can mere blood be compared to the promise of a half-step holy god?
At critical moments, this promise can be used to save lives!
Therefore, from the perspective of the Kusen Mozu three, Lin Chen didn't need to refuse, but should happily agree.
Venerable Difficulty and Canghai Daozu were also taken aback, but they did not persuade Lin Chen, because no matter what Lin Chen decided, they would support it.
"hehe."
The ancient demon Qi Feng looked at Daomo Yeming and laughed, thinking that he was thinking too much, and others might agree, but it was absolutely impossible for Lin Chen.
Sure enough, Lin Chen heard what Yeming Daomo said, and replied: "Sorry, this junior is not interested in the promise of senior."
Being rejected by Lin Chen without hesitation, Daomo Yeming felt that his old face could no longer be held back, his eyes were completely cold, and he said: "Toast and not to eat fine wine, do you really think that with this sword, you can compete with the old man?"
He raised his palm, waved it at Lin Chen, and cast the night god Minghai, only to see that the night was coming, and the spirit of the nether world was raging endlessly.
Swish!
A black shadow walked out of the darkness, like a dark god descending on the world, and turned into an afterimage with a swipe, rushing towards Lin Chen.
Lin Chen's face was full of solemnity, and he immediately inspired the blood of the life gods, merged into the magic weapon, and slashed straight out.
Moan!
The sound of sword chanting was endless, and a layer of purple light emerged from the magic weapon of the gods, and then six purple sword auras burst out, which were exactly the sword aura of Emperor Tianslaying God. Make a Big Make an Owl This Time 9 bz*w.*com Zhang Si
This is performed with the magic weapon of the gods, and its power is more than twice as powerful as that of purely using the blood of the life gods.
With a few snaps of the finger, the six god-slaying sword qi struck the black shadow rushing at the same time, and the darkness around the black shadow was illuminated with a purple light, which was gorgeous and colorful.
But the black shadow suddenly burst out with a terrifying power, and within less than a breath, it smashed the six emperors' god-killing sword qi one by one, and went straight to Lin Chen.
"Little friend, your original swordsmanship is good, and you have reached the first stage of perfection. Unfortunately, the gap between you and the old man is too great." Ye Mingdao said demonically
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