Chapter 801: Chen Niu's death and unrest...
Outside the Demon Locking Tower.
The Chen Ox devoured the evil energy from the earth's veins, causing its body to become deformed and swell, with the dark red evil energy entwining around it like a substance.
It raised its claws and pressed lightly. The space around Lin Fan suddenly froze. The immense gravity pressed upon him, and his bones groaned under the weight.
As gravity was applied, the space was instantly drawn into a vacuum, followed by an extreme heat and a tearing of space.
This is the control of the rules by Chen Niu himself.
Although it is only an incarnation now, it is already able to perform some tricks thanks to the strengthening of the evil energy of the earth veins.
"Explode!" Lin Fan gritted his teeth, and dozens of flying swords exploded at the same time. The violent sword energy tore through the gravity field. He took the opportunity to escape, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't even think about running!" Chen Niu roared and used the Mountain Moving Seal.
But the ancient seal grew longer in the wind and smashed towards Lin Fan with the power of a mountain.
Lin Fan did not retreat but advanced, and all the remaining flying swords behind him shot out and hit the ancient seal.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every collision shook the earth, and the flying swords exploded one after another, turning into a rain of light.
The brilliance on the Mountain Moving Seal gradually dimmed, and was abruptly blocked in mid-air.
Just to stop Chen Niu's killing move, the magic weapon flying sword left by the ancestor was not enough.
Success is Explosive Sword Flow, failure is Explosive Sword Flow.
He struck out hard when the supplies were gone.
When he ran out of supplies, his combat power was reduced by half, and he could only obey orders.
"Old Ghost Zhang!" Lin Fan shouted at the shadow behind the distant hill.
"What are you yelling about?" Zhang Mengchu slumped on the ground in the distance, his face pale and waving his hands: "My energy is exhausted... Crazy Lin, push on!"
Originally, his money was enough.
However, the moment the Chenniu formation was broken, it launched a dying counterattack, forcibly sweeping away a wisp of earth energy. It was this wisp of earth energy guided by his true energy that caused most of his true energy to be sucked away by the Chenniu, instantly turning him into an incompetent husband. At this moment, he could only frantically stuff medicine into his mouth, but was unable to rescue Lin Fan immediately.
"Your mother!" Lin Fan cursed inwardly, and his storage bag was empty.
He took a deep breath, his eyes were determined, and he suddenly clasped his hands together, and two sword beams lit up in his eyes.
The ancestor said that if you are on the verge of despair.
Then——
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
A sword chant seemed to come from the sky, clear and long, instantly overwhelming the clamor of the battlefield.
Buzz——!
All the sword cultivators in the field, regardless of their enemies, had their swords violently shaken and flew out of their hands.
Hua Jin Zhenren only felt his palm go empty, the silver thread of his whisk that had accompanied him for many years broke into pieces, and the flying sword hidden inside him flew out of his body uncontrollably.
Her face turned pale and she stamped her feet in anger, but she dared not say a word.
He just tightly grasped the top-grade jadeite that he had just obtained and had not yet had time to warm up, and quietly retreated.
Cain stroked the sword given by Chen Huaian with a proud look on his face.
The next second, whoosh!
The sword hummed, and unexpectedly broke free from his control, transforming into a stream of light and flying away.
He watched helplessly, beating his chest and stamping his feet, almost vomiting blood.
In the Temple camp, Albert stared blankly at the slightly trembling remains of his broken giant sword, with a confused look on his face.
"Don't go!" He said to his sword, "I am the Sword of the East, and you are the Sword of the West. You will not be welcomed if you go.
What’s more, you are broken.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the broken sword seemed to lose its energy and finally stopped moving.
The Pope next to him tilted his head slightly, his blindfold ribbon moving without wind, as if he was “looking” into the sky.
Millions of almost identical long swords were suspended in the air, circling Lin Fan like they were paying homage to a monarch. The sword lights flowed and converged into a brilliant galaxy.
Each sword exuded a sharpness far beyond its usual sharpness—all of them were actually filled with Lin Fan's true energy at this moment.
Lin Fan stood in the center of the Sword River, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his eyes as cold as eternal ice.
It turns out that the ancestor had already prepared a backup plan!
Take a closer look at these swords. Aren't they the flying swords that the ancestor gave him before? They are all the same style!
The ancestor actually asked the monks from this world to bring swords, and then let these swords become his consumables.
high!
It’s really high!
Many swords were infused with true energy by the monks in advance. Although not as pure as his, it could save some effort.
Otherwise, even for him, it would be extremely difficult to drive millions of flying swords at this moment.
Lin Fan's face was pale, but his smile became more ferocious and arrogant.
He pointed his sword. "Fall—!!!"
The Sword River pours down.
No flowers, only destruction.
Thousands of sword lights first condensed into a giant sword that spanned the ground, and slashed down brazenly!
The Chenniu roared, and used the Mountain-Moving Seal and its deformed body to resist the giant sword.
Boom——!!!
The giant sword shattered and turned into a violent sword energy storm. A huge mushroom cloud rose on the spot, and the shock wave cut the ground several feet lower!
The Chenniu was smashed into a deep pit, its scales flying off.
However, this is just the beginning.
As soon as the first wave of sword rain fell, the subsequent flying swords came down like a torrential rain.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of explosions continued, the earth shook, and smoke and dust rose up.
The entire valley was completely flattened by the crazy baptism of countless sword energies, forming a shocking huge pit.
When the last ray of sword light disappeared, the dust slowly fell.
At the bottom of the deep pit, Chen Niu lay there, his body broken and battered, his dark red blood soaking into the mud, and he was dying.
Lin Fan floated down, stepped on the ferocious head of the Chenniu, and pointed the tip of his sword at its eyebrows.
"That's it?!"
Chen Niu grinned, blood gushing out, but his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Hehehe... cough cough... variables... you really can... always surprise us...
But... there is no escape... reincarnation... one will eventually die... and—"
At this moment, a column of pure spiritual light shot up from the top of a demon-locking tower not far away, piercing through the smoke and dust, and was extremely conspicuous.
The immortals watching the battle all looked towards the pillar of light.
The anger on Master Hua Jin's face faded a bit: "The well is open! It must be Senior Chen's doing!"
Chen Huaian had just disappeared, and she guessed that Chen Huaian was taking this opportunity to deal with the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower, but she never thought that Chen Huaian would move so quickly.
Even at this time, Senior Chen still kept the Kunlun Palace plan in mind...
Even if Senior Chen is a variable, he is different from those crazy people who are grabbing the sword with swords.
Later...
If the Lord of the God Clan punishes Senior Chen, how can she save Senior Chen's life?
Master Hua Jin was pondering silently in his heart.
When Chen Niu caught a glimpse of the spiritual light column from the corner of his eye, a fleeting, elusive strange color flashed in his eyes.
It closed its eyes: "...Kill me."
Lin Fan snorted coldly, and with a flash of sword light, he pierced through his head, and then twisted it, completely destroying his soul.
The incarnation of Chen Niu was killed again.
But a vague feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart and could not be shaken off.
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At the same time, inside the Demon Locking Tower.
Chen Huaian was surrounded by spiritual energy, and his figure gradually faded and turned into countless light points that merged into his body.
On the side, the shadow of the ferocious beast was sucked into the purple gold gourd.
On the surface of the gourd, the carvings of ferocious beasts seemed to come alive and swam slowly.
As the soul of the beast poured in, a vague but ferocious outline gradually became clear among the many ferocious beast patterns - it was the appearance of the "dead" Ba Ji.
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I like this version of Qingran, it has a wifey vibe.
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