Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

It was still that mysterious and austere hall.

　　 is still the same glassware as the glass coffin.

　　 is still a transparent liquid.

　　 Realizing that there is no one around, Lin Beichen slowly opened his eyes.

　　 This time, he was more careful.

　　 Because he was afraid that his short appearance last time, he left some clues that he didn't even know. When someone found out, he would set the next game to guard him.

It's not bad.

　　 The worst has not happened.

　　 The hall is still extremely quiet.

　　 Lin Beichen moved his hands and feet gently.

　　 Compared with the last time, he let go a lot.

　　 But this time, he didn't want to do anything else.

　　 He just wants to change the vest.

　　 In the next moment, I was ready for the avatar of'Tianweidi’ and summoned it directly from the [Baidu Netdisk]-the appearance was exactly the same as the avatar of Heishi Emperor.

　　Actually, under the current disguise of [Magic Camera], not only the appearance, but also the blood, muscles, bones and even the true energy inside are exactly the same, without the slightest difference.

　　 leaving behind the clone of'Tianweidi', Lin Beichen took the clone of Blackstone Emperor and left directly'return to the city'.

　　 The whole process takes less than ten seconds.

　　 The hall is still extremely quiet.

　　 After a cup of tea time.

　　 An old man with a cane leaning on his waist slowly walked into the hall.

　　He looks very old, his hair is sparse and white, and his skin is like orange peel. He has only a pair of eyes, which seem to contain endless wisdom, as deep as a star abyss.

　　 After arriving at the huge glassware, the old man's eyes were filled with infatuation and admiration, and then gradually returned to plainness.

　　 He raised his hand and pressed it on the outer glass.

As if passing through a curtain of water, the thin palms pass through the glass silently, and gently press on the perfect body, dry fingers gently rubbing the perfect body under the transparent body, the old man said A slight sigh...

　　 "It's really a masterpiece of the creator."

　　 He sighed: "The blood of the sacred emperor is really the most perfect creation in this universe...huh?"

　　 A stunned look suddenly appeared on the old man's face.

　　 "No, no, the intensity is reduced, what's the matter?"

　　 "Let me take a good feel for what is going on."

　　 "Strange, the energy has decayed, and the intensity has returned to a month ago."

　　 "Why is this?"

　　 "Could it be because of the peculiarities of the blood of the sacred emperor?"

　　 The old man looked thoughtful.

After a long time, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Could this be the reason why the blood of the divine emperor is so strong? It decays and then becomes stronger, just like wrought iron. The most basic tempering principle? It is possible and needs to be observed carefully. observe."

　　 He thought for a while, cut a small piece of meat from the thigh of the body in front of him, took it out, put it on some tools next to it, and studied it carefully.

　　 The cut part of the body, under the moisture of the transparent liquid, quickly began to heal, but within a few dozen breaths, it completely recovered.

　　 A moment later.

　　 The old man stopped again and began to think.

　　 He turned and left the hall.

　　 About ten minutes later, he returned.

　　 held a shivering teenager in his hand.

This young man was naked and sturdy. He was carried like an animal. There was granulation growing on his mouth, which made him only whine but unable to speak. His eyes were full of fear and pleading, but he did not dare to say anything. Struggling, but squeezed a pleasing smile on his face...

　　 "Don't be afraid, kid, don't be afraid."

　　 The old man said, a delicate knife appeared in his hand.

　　 He placed the boy on a silver metal table, and then he cut and dissected it with his hands. His movements were skillful. Every time he swung the knife, he left a smooth crack on the boy's body...

　　 The boy was frozen, unable to move at all.

"Don't be afraid, you are the blood of the sacred emperor, you won't die, you won't die so easily, let me see what is the difference between you and him, why he can break through the shackles of cultivation, is it the emperor's failure, or Your own question."

　　 "Don't be afraid of pain."

　　 "Maybe I can help you find the reason and help you cultivate."

　　 As the old man said, he quickly dissected it.

　　 Then his expression gradually became irritable.

　　 "No way."

　　 "Still wrong."

　　 "It's not right here either."

"too difficult."

　　 "Ah, this is too difficult, I can't solve it, I can't."

　　嘭.

　　 The furious old man suddenly swelled up like a balloon, his rickety body became huge and strong, his arms slammed on the metal table, and the boy's body was directly torn apart.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　He is destroying frantically.

　　 It took a long time to gradually calm down.

　　 "I can definitely find the emperor's secret, as long as I find it, I can replace it and become the greatest existence in this wild universe, and the holy race can become the greatest race in the eternal age."

　　 Then, he looked at the tragic death of the young man.

　　 In his eyes, the dark red ancient talisman chain light lines flowed.

　　 Like time goes back, the boy's body has recovered, and his life will come again.

　　 His eyes were confused, then despair.

　　...

　　...

　　 Lost Castle, the game world.

　　 Lin Beichen controls the avatar of the'Black Stone Emperor', is fighting the monster, familiar with and adapting to the power of the new ancestor.

　　 powerful.

　　 Invincible.

　　 As soon as you stretch out your hand, you can squeeze the stars.

　　 With a stomped foot, you can break the galaxy.

　　 Is this the power of the new ancestor?

　　 Lin Beichen controlled the avatar of the'Black Stone Emperor', and casually tore through the bottom BOSS of the sixth level, feeling the power of the body after being tempered and promoted, which was a little unbelievable.

　　 What is the transparent liquid in the glass coffin?

　　 can actually upgrade a ‘dead’ corpse from the Star Emperor level to the New Ancestor level in such a short time.

　　 But one thing is certain.

The master of 　　 hall is definitely one of the highest beings in the deserted ancient tribe.

　　 Lin Beichen laughed happily, hoping that when I go next time, the clone of'Tianweidi' has also become a new ancestor-level strength.

　　 If everything goes well, it won’t be long before Young Master Lin can have three new ancestor-level clones.

　　 can walk sideways in the imperial capital.

　　 I'm excited when I think about it.

　　 Lin Beichen separated a ray of spirit, controlled the clone of the'Black Stone Emperor', and continued to kill in the game world of the'Lost Fortress', familiar with the power, delving into the tactics, and then his mind returned to his body.

　　 just at this moment—

　　 bang bang bang.

　　 There was a rapid slamming of the door.

　　 The ban on pavilions was broken by violence.

　　 Boom!

　　 The house was directly forcibly broken.

　　 "Don't move."

　　 "Catch it with your hands, otherwise you don't want to kill it."

　　 A group of strong guards from the Hua family rushed in.

　　 was the head of a burly and tall man, with gray hair and beard, a mighty complexion, and cold eyes flashing, and said, "You are Li Shaofi? Come here, grab me."