Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"what happened?"

　　 The fragrance priest abruptly stood up, an unexpected color in his beautiful eyes.

　　 The superconducting mysterious crystal projection screen disappeared.

　　 It seems that the screen projection array is malfunctioning.

　　 Although the probability of such a failure is very small, it is theoretically possible.

　　 She sat quietly and continued to wait.

　　 thought in his heart, at that moment, what was the meaning of the last picture captured by his sight.

　　 It stands to reason that even if the formation is faulty, it should be fixed soon.

　　 But I didn't expect that after waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the projection screen was not restored, and the expression on the pure and beautiful face of the Xiangyan priest became solemn.

　　 She immediately used the superconducting crystal system and contacted some friends outside.

The news that 　　 got shocked her.

　　 "No, something happened."

　　 There was an ominous feeling in the heart of the scented priest.

　　 She realized something and turned and walked outside the temple.

　　 The old priest stood in front of the Temple of No. 98. He had long black hair and stray gray shaggy hair. His figure was backlit and he could not see his face, but he had a strange aura that was not common in ordinary days.

　　 "I know what you are going to do."

　　The old priest said: "You are not allowed to go, you can't go."

　　 Xiangyan priest said: "Master, the main gods don’t have their faces. This kind of intervention in the finals of the God’s Choice contest is a blasphemous blasphemy against the fathers of the gods. They should be blamed."

　　 The old chief priest did not give way.

　　 "It's not yet time."

　　 This hundreds-year-old old man stood against the light, his facial expression was blurred, but the breath that he exudes was not the silly and lazy state of the day, but the coldness of looking at the world coldly.

　　 "But, Master..."

　　 The fragrance priest still wants to persuade.

　　 "It's not yet time."

　　 The old chief priest repeated this sentence.

　　 The fragrance priest listened to the place for a long time, and finally lowered his head slowly.

　　……

　　……

"How is this going?"

　　 Han Luoxue turned to look at the barefoot girl in the black robe, and said: "The image transmission array shouldn't be a problem... Someone will be involved in the finals of the God's Choice contest?"

　　 The barefoot girl in the black robe licked her lips with a look of excitement, and said, "I don't know, but it seems that something very interesting has happened... Great, great, those guys can't help it at last..."

　　 Han Luoxue said: "I'm going to see Mianxia."

　　 The diadem in her mouth is naturally the Lord of Lan.

The barefoot girl in the black robe seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "I am afraid that I am not thinking about seeing you now. Why don't you go and see with me. What's wrong with the image transmission array... Maybe it's a good idea to go to the Howling Abyss to repair it. It is necessary."

　　Han Luoxue's eyes lit up and said, "Okay."

　　……

　　……

　　 "Excuse me, how do I get to the Howling Abyss?"

　　 The black-skinned little girl carrying a big pot on her back asked when she met everyone.

　　 However, many people look at her eyes as if they were looking at this mentally retarded barbarian, either casually perfunctory, or simply ignored.

　　 The perfunctory person ended up well.

　　 People who don't care about things become bruised and swollen.

　　 The black-skinned barbarians in the four ruins of the world are constantly changing their backs and rushing.

　　 The law enforcement teams of the major Protoss with very good noses on weekdays, this time I don’t know why, they didn’t show up all the time.　　……

　　……

　　 Howling into the abyss.

Ding.

　　 Spears and swords struck each other.

　　 dazzling sparks sputtering.

　　 Lin Beichen and Pan Duoqing's stature crossed by.

　　咻!

　　 The black war spear was like the most insidious poisonous snake, and it pierced out in an instant. It was when Lin Beichen's old power was already old and the new power had not risen.

　　After the blackening of the [Nether Ferryer] Huo Xie, his grasp of the fighter was so good that he had to force Lin Beichen to use his power, and once again attacked the black war spear with a non-mainstream big silver sword.

　　 Ding Ding Ding.

　　The dense clusters of sparks flickered wildly in the void.

　　 For an instant, the two did not know how many moves they exchanged.

　　 "Good fellow, you black boy, you are so strong, you can fight against Conan, the number one warrior in Yangcun, for so long."

　　 Lin Beichen screamed wildly.

　　 Feeling the counter-shock power coming from the hilt of the non-mainstream big silver sword, he was surprised at Huo Xie's strength under the ‘blackened state’.

　　 Especially the power of his body is not inferior to Pan Duoqing.

　　 As everyone knows, Huo Xie's heart is shocked even more.

His dark black spear is extremely heavy, combined with the underground river punting method, it can be said to be a heavy sink. Under such an attack, ordinary opponents will be paralyzed by the stabbing hands and feet within a few strokes, and the door is big. open……

　　 But fighting against this sword Xiaoyao, he couldn't do it at all.

Even in the state of the Nether suit with full firepower, even if Jian Xiaoyao's body has been severely injured and has not recovered, even if...whatever, the gun in his hand was almost broken by Jian Xiaoyao's sword, leaving a trail behind the gun body. Not to mention the dense dents, they almost fractured his arm...

　　 This sword Xiaoyao must die.

　　 Otherwise, the feud has been forged, and I will never have peace.

　　 Thinking of this, Huo Xie didn't even dare to have the slightest reservation. He fully bloomed his cultivation base, and attacked Lin Beichen violently, with deadly moves!

　　 "Nether Tide!"

The black encumbrance swept across the sky, and the air faintly heard the sound of the tide flowing, becoming clearer and more surging. In the end, the endless black encumbrance was like river water in an underground river, sweeping half of the sky, following Huo Xie’s marksmanship. , Constantly surging pounce.

　　 This is a concrete manifestation of the divine power he has mastered.

　　 Lin Beichen's flames soared all over his body, constantly changing his moves, and within a short period of time, he was actually unable to suppress Huo Xie.

　　 And of course Pan Duoqing will not let this opportunity go.

　　 "The Lieyang Extinction Gun."

　　He is ready to guide and release big moves.

　　 The golden [Sun-Breaking Spear] carrying the power of the endless sun, like a round of falling of the sun, it attacked and killed Lin Beichen.

　　 Boom!

　　 Lin Beichen was shot into flight.

　　 One black and one gold, two spears, pinch Lin Beichen.

　　 He started to be at a disadvantage.

　　 "The situation doesn't seem to be right."

　　 "It's been a cup of tea since Huo Xie appeared, but there hasn't been any existence of the Great Desolate God Group's main **** level to intervene... At least the Guo main **** should have appeared long ago."

"Could it be that……"

　　 "The Lord God has been pinned down?"

　　 "Or the situation is a little worse, it is difficult to see today's situation, it will be eroded."

　　 Lin Beichen forcibly supported the battle, looking for victory in his heart.

"kill."

　　 A blade of light is like a current, lasing towards Lin Beichen.

Ding.

　　 Swords intersect.

　　 The long knife shattered.

　　 Holding the mutilated hilt of the **** Min Ruo, he quickly backed away.

　　 The power of the Godhead was urged, and a hot ring of fire appeared directly behind his head, directly exerting the pressure of the god's high Godhead, trying to disturb Lin Beichen's fighting intent.

　　 "How dare you show up too?"

Lin Beichen has a double **** position. Although the godhead has not been achieved, this level of godhead deterrence has no effect, but he has not shown too much, and roared: "As a god, you dare to enter the finals of the **** election contest privately. , Don't you want to be hung in the Demon Abyss Prison?"

　　 "Haha, are you still hoping that the Lord God will save you?"

　　 Pan passionately laughed: "He can't protect himself."

Ming Ruo also laughed and said: "A quarter of an hour ago, this place was already cut off by the great supernatural powers. Even if the Lord God is the lord, you don’t know everything after the boatman’s shot, he will not be known to outsiders, hehe... people The last thing you will see will be the scene of you being picked to die by Xiao Pan on top of the ice rock...This is the true ending of the God's Choice contest."

　　 Huo Xie, the little boatman, shook the Nether War Spear in his hand, and said, "What nonsense, let's take a shot together, kill this guy, and make a quick fight, so as not to have more dreams at night."

　　 The three of them hurriedly shot at the same time.

　　 Lin Beichen's situation is getting worse.

　　 In a blink of an eye, there were four more wounds on his body-one gunshot wound, two war spears pierced, one knife wound, and blood gurgled down from the wound.

　　 But his expression is smiling.

　　 "You just said that even the main **** can't see the battle situation here?"

　　 He looked at the spirit of Min Ruo and said, "I don't believe it."

Ming Ruo laughed wildly: "Don't be afraid to tell you that the formation here is personally arranged by the God God, the Lord God, and the God of Fire, and contains the power of the three main gods. Even if the Lord God and the Lord Lan are joined together at the same time, it cannot change the ending. ..."

"That's great."

　　 Lin Beichen said, waving his hand.

　　The white smoke and dust spread out from his hands in an instant, filling the area tens of kilometers in radius.

　　 "Ahem."

　　 "Be careful... this poisonous mist will hurt your eyes."

　　 "Is it a poisonous powder?"

　　The three powerhouses only felt their eyes burning in an instant, as if they were scratched by a divine formation, their eyes couldn't pass through the white powder mist. As long as the surrounding air was inhaled, the throat would be painful like fire.

　　 The three of them backed back together and became defensive.

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.

　　 Didn't expect the "lime" powder given by the goddess of dog to be so useful?

　　 Lin Beichen sprayed several more in succession, and the surrounding white mist powder became more dense and intense.

　　Any possible line of sight is cut off.

　　 "Happy to be named later...Come on, challenge me."

　　 Lin Beichen yelled, and then urged him to the strongest combat technique that he had never dared to use since he came to the realm of the gods——

　　【Reincarnation Despair】.

　　Since the main **** can't even notice this, there is also lime powder covering...

　　 Then come on baby.

　　 Mind and thoughts together, the gods and spirits disappeared directly in the same place.

　　 Lin Beichen also disappeared together.

　　 The two directly entered the small world of [Reincarnation Despair].

　　 After thirty breaths, the battle is over.

　　 Lin Beichen carried the head of the dead Ruo, and returned to the crying abyss.