"Not bad, not bad! You are really good!"
Elder Gui Chen looked at the death row prisoners who were forcibly controlled by Lin Che, and he did not show any panic at all. He just sighed sincerely.
He slowly raised his head, looked at the ancient door above his head, gritted his teeth and spoke, as if a thousand rages were about to burst out at this moment:
"I told you that you know nothing about the power of the Ancient Gate!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire ancient gate began to gather a huge light, as if lightning and heavenly fire condensed together, ready to explode at any time.
At this moment, everyone knew that they had to stop him, otherwise they would be in absolute danger.
Lin Che instantly dodged forward, gathering all his strength into his fist.
The broken moon of the Eight Desolations!
He threw a fierce punch.
Figures flashed up from all around, and everyone used their most powerful moves to attack Old Man Guichen together.
At this critical moment.
A pure white light, like a lightning bolt the size of an arm, struck directly at Old Man Guichen...
That white light was brighter than the sun and it was impossible to look directly at it.
Next second!
Boom!
With Elder Guichen at the center, a terrifying force exploded. The surging force crushed the surroundings like a rotten tree.
Lin Che's pupils shrank, and he immediately understood that this terrifying power was the door that was opened when they were supposedly deducing the ninth-grade technique.
The terrifying power inside is this powerful aura, which is enough to crush everything.
The military power of mountains and rivers: All things become one! !
Mountain form!
Boom!!
The terrifying force hit, and the defensive mountain form that Lin Che had condensed was actually shattered into pieces, and even he was sent flying.
All the people who flew over from all directions, including Ye Zheyun, Xiangyanghua, Ji Wuhuan, Zhao Chongyang, Jiang Li, and Dao Nu, were all blown away.
While flying backwards, Lin Che could hardly see anything, and only his spiritual sense could be used with some difficulty.
Seeing Jiang Li also flying backwards, he suddenly stretched out his hand and a cluster of healing sprouts wrapped around him.
BANG!!
Everyone flew out and rolled on the ground. Many of them were covered in blood and flesh, and only a few of them could barely get up.
In front of us, the ancient door was shining brightly, with light flowing like mist.
Distant sounds came from the ancient gate. The sounds were like the sounds made by every household in the village when they were cooking at sunset.
The light from the thick arm was curved like an umbilical cord, extending all the way to the back of the old man Guichen.
At this moment, the old man Guichen's whole body turned snow-white, and it seemed that he was about to explode and die at any time.
But for some reason, he held on and endured this powerful force.
Moreover, Old Man Guichen had just consumed a lot of powerful true energy, but at this moment he had recovered to his peak state.
"Could it be that this is the power of luck?"
Lin Che struggled to get up. Looking at the ancient door, he could no longer sense the evil, cold aura. Instead, he only felt the purest milky white light.
Old Man Guichen was like a madman. He looked at his hands, feeling the terrifying power in his body, and laughed wildly:
"The Eight Gates of the Divine Palace use the world as their furnace! The luck of the world should belong to me! Hahahaha!!"
Lin Che said in a deep voice, "Is this your greatest power? In my opinion, the world's luck does not belong to you, and your ancient sect cannot hold much luck. You are simply taking advantage of the Great Wall of Luck to gather the world's luck and embezzle some of it. In essence, you are no different from those ordinary people and shopkeepers who withhold wages."
Old Man Guichen's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He never thought that Lin Che would describe him like this.
He is the strongest warrior in the world, standing tall among all the heroes.
"What qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here? You are just a dying man! I will kill you now. I will cut you into pieces."
Boom!!
Old man Gui Chen's body bounced and he flew over, and the umbilical cord-like light behind him also moved with him.
However, the light followed, but not in a timely manner, lagging behind by half a beat.
"Bathe in divine grace!"
Lin Che pointed towards the sky, and suddenly thousands of colorful lights appeared in the sky, falling like drizzle.
His injuries healed instantly and he returned to his peak condition.
He rushed forward, clenched his fists, and charged towards old man Guichen.
Before the person arrived, Lin Che pulled his fist in front of him and turned it into a hand seal, and a shadow of a sharp arrow condensed into it.
Guixu God-Slaying Talisman!!
Boom!!
The two sides collided with each other, and the next second, old man Guichen flew backwards with his head covered.
But at the moment of flying backwards, the white light of the umbilical cord enveloped Gui Chen's body, and the pain in his body disappeared.
Although the pain gradually subsided, the shock on his face did not diminish at all. He hovered in mid-air and shook his head.
"No, that's impossible. What's this trick?"
"The royal family's secret method, specifically designed to kill the Yuanshen! How does it feel?"
Lin Che had previously practiced techniques for tempering the soul, tracking the soul, and killing the soul. Especially when he was practicing the "Secret Method of the Inherited Flame," those few days had significantly increased his soul power by several levels.
Just now, when he used the bones of the undead to snatch the prisoners, he had already discovered that the power of the old man Guichen's soul was far inferior to his.
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