Gu Lan saintess nodded and said: "Brother Xueyang, even if we try our best, we will not be able to break this restriction."
The Xueyang Devil admitted frankly, and immediately looked around, and found that there was no one else except Lin Chen. He couldn't help wondering: "Strange, where did that person go just now? Could it be that he went into the hall?"
"This human race should know, maybe he was brought in by that person."
Gu Lan saintess glanced at Lin Chen like water, confirming that he is only in the realm of the nine gods.
"I'll go ask him." The Blood Yang Demon said.
"Don't worry, Daoist Xueyang seems to have forgotten that the young patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan is right behind us." The Gulan Saintess smiled softly, as if it could melt a man's heart.
"Sister Gu Lan didn't say anything, but my brother really almost forgot, no matter who that person is, he must be stronger than us, it's better to be cautious."
The Blood Yang Demon submissively accepted advice, then turned around to look at Jin Yuluo behind him, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Luo, you should be aware of this restriction, right?"
Jin Yuluo snorted, and said ungratefully: "This is the golden light that breaks the ban on killing, not to mention the holy god of the first calamity, even if the holy god of the second calamity comes, don't try to break it."
The Blood Yang Devil didn't seem to care about his attitude, and his smile remained the same: "So, the holy gods of the Three Tribulations can't break this restriction?"
"You can try it." Jin Yuluo smiled without saying a word.
"Young master Luo is joking, I am only a half-step holy god, how can I crack this formation?"
Xueyang Demon waved his hand humbly, and suddenly changed his voice: "However, the person who came in just now may be a senior who has survived two holy calamities. He is not here at this time, and he may have entered the palace, so I think Mr. Luo, you should be more anxious than me, right?"
Jin Yuluo's face darkened, and he wanted to refute, but was persuaded by the elders around him: "Young patriarch, we might as well wait for the patriarch to come in before making a decision."
"Why bother? It's not easy to determine the identity of that senior. Isn't it easy to ask the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God?"
Qin Yuanfeng looked at Lin Chen with a half-smile, and walked over with several elders.
Jin Yuluo and Lei Xiangkuang were happy to see it succeed, even if something happened, it was Qin Yuanzhi's own fault.
Meng Yuqi looked at Lin Chen curiously, guessing in her heart that the senior who might be the Holy God of the Second Tribulation, could it be his master, elder or something like that.
"Boy, I don't like to do anything, so I hope you can be honest. Who was the person who brought you in just now?"
Qin Yuantu was talking and laughing to Lin Chen, but his eyes were full of hostility. Several elders around him even blocked the surrounding void and restricted Lin Chen.
Lin Chen smiled and said: "You are wrong, no one took me in."
"You mean you came in by yourself?" Qin Yuantu sneered.
"Is there any question?" Lin Chen asked back.
"Boy, I magnanimously gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it so much, so no wonder I am." Qin Yuantu waved his hand coldly.
Buzz!
Several elders shot at Lin Chen violently, and an energetic beast appeared in the sky above his head, shaped like a bee and the size of a mandarin duck.
This is their body image, Qin Yuan.
Although it looks small, the tail needle is three points more powerful than the poisonous bee. Birds and beasts will die if they are stung, and trees will wither if they are stung.
However, these Qinyuans did not release the tail needles, but made a chirping sound, attacking Lin Chen's spirit.
"Good mental attack, but too weak."
Lin Chen opened and closed his eyes, gathered the sword of the spirit, and cut off a strand of sound waves, and then divided them into several strands, cutting towards the spiritual world of several elders.
Puff puff!
In an instant, the spirits of several elders were shattered, and their spirits were weakened, and they staggered back.
"Sir, young patriarch, he cut off our spiritual power." Several elders replied with haggard faces.
"What?"
Qin Yuantu couldn't believe it, and Meng Yuqi and the three behind him also showed surprise.
After all, these elders of the Qinyuan clan are all old-fashioned ancestors of the Nine Paths. How could they have their spiritual power cut off by a human race whose realm is comparable to them?
This is too exaggerated.
"It turns out that he is a sword repairman."
The Blood Yang Devil knew it, and turned to Gu Lan Saintess and said: "Sister Gu Lan, you are still smart and moving. This human race is not simple. Mental strength alone is not weaker than you and me. Maybe there are other trump cards."
"If the Holy God of the Second Tribulation is his elder, then it's not surprising that he has the hole card." Gu Lan Saintess nodded.
"Damn it."
Seeing the cheerful faces of the elders, Qin Yuantu's mood was the same as that of the previous violent blood fist ancestor.
"Let's go, I'm not interested in killing people." Lin Chen said.
"Presumptuous! Do you dare to be arrogant to me as a human race?"
Since Qin Yuantu practiced so far, no human race dared to talk to him like this. He raised his hand and pointed at Lin Chen angrily, and shouted sharply: "I am the young patriarch of the Qinyuan clan"
"Dry tongue."
Lin Chen swung his sword down, and with a flash of sword light, he chopped off his finger.
"My finger?"
Looking at the severed index finger, Qin Yuantu was astonished beyond belief.
Is this human race a lunatic? He has revealed his identity, how dare he attack him?
"Kill him, kill him for me."
Furious, Qin Yuantu roared with red eyes.
"kill!"
Several elders looked at each other, and at the same time, they shot out the magic weapons of their own destiny, including the blood-colored bell, the blood-colored spear, and the blood-colored magic whip, and they hit Lin Chen head-on.
As soon as Lin Chen's mental strength moved, the Youlong Sword swept out, cutting off several top-quality extreme weapons, and fell to the ground with a crash, splashing a large amount of blood.
"Pfft." Several elders spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and stumbled back.
"What kind of skill is it to rely on the supreme treasure to show off your power?"
Lei Xiangkuang rushed up suddenly, his eyes wide open, his throat surged, and he made an elephant cry like a dragon's chant.
Boom!
The blood of the thunder elephant boiled, and the blood-red void vibrated, and a thunder elephant emerged, with its limbs like thunder pillars, trampling towards Lin Chen.
"Look at the fist."
Thunder Elephant Kuang roared again, shaking the Thunder Wen robe, and suddenly the whole body was intertwined with thunder, the blood and qi burst out together, merged into the divine body, and punched Lin Chen's face.
"Yeah?"
Lin Chen smiled faintly, the Dragon Sword disappeared out of thin air, and then inspired the power of the divine body, with a bang, like a volcanic eruption, it directly extinguished the thunder elephant.
Looking at Lei Xiangkuang who was bombarding him with a punch, Lin Chen raised his hand and clenched his fist, and blasted it out in a steady manner.
"click" sound;
Lei Xiangkuang's fists split open, his whole body was shaken, he raised his head and spurted blood, flew backwards from Qin Yuanfeng's head, and smashed hard at Jin Yuluo's feet.
Jin Yuluo almost stared out his eyes, and exclaimed in shock: "How is it possible? Brother Kuang is a physical cultivator, with infinite divine power, how can he not compare to you?" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com com