Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Liang Yuandao, who transformed into the second form, was really terrifying.

　　 A broken bone was used as a sword, almost stabbing Lin Beichen to death.

　　 Young Master Lin held the exposed bone and pulled it out with a BIU cry.

　　 Look carefully, it's a bone long finger.

　　 But the starting point is as heavy as a mountain, it feels strange to the touch, and its quality is pure and white, like a top-grade jade, after being pulled out, it does not drip blood, and it emits a faint glowing glow...

　　 This is not an ordinary bone.

　　 Lin Beichen remembered that Liang Yuandao just now summoned this handle bone from the blood pool below.

　　 And the blood pool, Liang Yuandao's first form fell down and smashed it out, and was chopped into pure meat dumpling stuffing with a purple electric sword.

　　 evil door.

　　 Lin Beichen clutched his chest injury and looked down.

　　 That's right.

　　 Liang Yuandao, who was chopped into irregular geometric building blocks just now, fell, and all the rotten flesh fell into the blood pool.

　　 I looked down at this time. I don’t know when, the blood pool has expanded to about ten meters in diameter, it is round in shape, the surface is calm, without the slightest ripple, it is as smooth as a crimson mirror.

something wrong.

　　 There is a big problem.

　　 Lin Beichen had a bad premonition again in his heart.

　　 Didn’t you just cut Liang Yuandao’s fat pig into pieces, and didn’t kill him completely?

　　 will not have another three transformations, right?

　　As soon as he thought of this, a chill suddenly appeared in Lin Beichen's heart.

No.

　　 He landed, landing on the edge of the blood pool.

　　 The two pairs of sword wings behind him converged.

Today, although he is already a master priest-level cultivation base, equivalent to a martial arts master, he has not fully grasped the magical technique of [the light of the lord's shelter] that can be transformed into a birdman at any time, and has the biggest flaw. Just opening the sword wings will inevitably cause the upper body to burst...

　　 At this time, Lin Beichen had a strong upper body, bare.

　　The muscles that slash with a sword and axe are like white jade, with clear blocks, smooth muscle lines, beautiful arcs, full pectoralis major, and clear six-pack abs...

　　 This is a look that many iron fighters dream of.

　　 is just the wound on the chest, blood still gurgling out.

　　 It's okay.

　　 It's just a small wound.

　　 Young Master Lin turned around three thousand li, a sword once blocked a million divisions. I haven't seen any scenes. It's just a small injury... Hey, it really hurts.

　　 Enduring the pain of the wound, Lin Beichen looked at the blood pond.

　　 At this look, he was stunned.

　　 The **** face is smooth and can be learned, reflecting a handsome and unparalleled face full of youthfulness, naked and masculine upper body, well-defined, how can there be such a handsome boy in the world?

　　 Lin Beichen was intoxicated at once, almost unable to extricate himself, forgetting all his troubles.　　 "There is no reason to be handsome."

　　 He gently stroked his face.

　　 The handsome and angry boy in the blood mirror also raised his hand to touch his face.

　　I was immersed in his beauty for five or six breaths before Lin Beichen slowly closed his mind.

　　He stood by the blood pool, slowly releasing his divine power.

　　 The milky white brilliance flowed from the body.

　　 This is the power that the high priests of the temple have. The surging divine power, like the silver brilliance of the full moon, carries a sacred power that inspires and soothes the soul. It is centered on Lin Beichen and radiates outward.

　　 Young Master Lin at this moment is like a high-wattage incandescent lamp, illuminating the world covered by black lead clouds.

　　 The sacred and solemn feeling rippling out made everyone subconsciously want to worship.

　　 "I said it a long time ago."

　　 Lin Beichen said loudly: "I can tell at a glance that this provincial governor is not a human being, and he can smash his corpse to regenerate. Obviously he is a demon outside the sky..."

　　His voice stirred clearly in all directions.

　　 Those big aristocrats, wealthy and gang bosses are awe-inspiring.

　　 Liang Yuandao threw himself into sludge, and then resurrected, possessing an immortal body that even a strong man in the heaven and human realm does not possess. This is indeed beyond common sense.

　　In this world, everything that goes beyond common sense can only be explained by two words——

　　God.

　　 Demons.

　　 Liang Yuandao is obviously not a god.

　　 Then he can only be a demon.

　　 I'm terrified of thinking carefully.

　　Since Liang Yuandao is an evil demon, isn't Lin Beichen, who exudes a sacred light, the spokesperson of the gods?

　　 The Favored.

　　 Walk the mortal world instead of the gods, and extinguish demons.

Ok.

　　 This conclusion is well-founded and convincing.

　　 As for he killed Gao Shenghan Tianren...

　　 Uh, these unimportant details, there is no need to go deeper.

　　 The big bosses who are used to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages have reached the unity of will in almost the shortest time.

　　 Just as they were preparing to speak and cooperate with Lin Beichen’s performance...

Just look at Lin Beichen's surging body, standing solemnly by the mirror-smooth blood pool, the hardcover upper body muscles bulge, posing a very weird posture, constantly pinching handprints, and drinking at the blood pool. stand up--

"Bold evildoer, dare to make an axe in front of me, I can see that you are not a human being, and I start to cast a demon... Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Ksitigarbha, Dara Mantra, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ma Bang, Flying Dragon In heaven! Go!"

After a series of complicated gestures, Lin Beichen stretched out his hand.

The surging divine power suddenly turned into a torrent, pouring down towards the mirror of the blood pool.

Since this Liang Yuandao is likely to be an evil demon, the divine power should have a great effect on it. The weirdness of his resurrection should be in this small blood pool. The last time he chopped it into pure meat dumplings. Kill, then this time, just bombard with divine power, maybe it can break the mirror of the blood pool and completely cut off the possibility of its regeneration.

The surging divine power poured directly into the mirror of the blood pool.

In this scene, everyone around was confused.

what's the situation?

The set of handprints that seem to be extremely debilitated just now, coupled with the unheard of spells...Is this demented little white face really getting the true legend under the crown of the Lord of Swords, and is performing some kind of magic that has never been seen in the world?

"Ah, you deserve to be the Lord of the Favored, who actually masters this incredible magical technique."

Wan Jianliu's honest and honest head suddenly glared, and he couldn't help but slap his thighs and exclaimed in excitement. Even because of his excitement, his body trembled a little and his tone changed.

Everyone looked at this person.

Senior Sister Wan Jianliu couldn't help but spread her voice again: "Brother, do you know what magical technique Lin Dashou is using?"

"I don't know."

The brother secretly replied.

Junior sister Wan Jianliu: (?_?).

Do not ask.

Asking is not to lose Wan Jianliu's face.

After Lin Beichen finished playing the'Dawei Tianlong' in one breath, almost half of his body's supernatural power poured into the bright mirror of the blood pool in front of him.

However, what disappointed him and was shocked was that when the divine power touched the mirror surface, the blood water still disappeared, as if it was a blood-colored entrance to another dimension, directly swallowing the divine power, and the blood pool itself did not change in any way.

Neither has been purified.

It was not destroyed either.

Gan.

What is going on with the vague premonition deep in my heart, becoming clearer and clearer?

He frowned.

At this moment, the mirror surface of the blood pond suddenly felt a ripple.

Gurgle.

It was like a bubble, emerging from the depth of blood under the mirror.

then--

Grumbling.

A series of bubbles continue to rise.

Then the surface of the pool boiled again like boiling water.

It seemed that something terrible was slowly waking up from the depths of the blood pool, slowly emerging.

"No, SIR, can this be regenerated?"

Lin Beichen's complexion changed drastically.

This fat pig's bottom boss, there is actually a third form?

MMP.

Lin Beichen only felt that his brain was twitching.

In the next instant, the blood boiled to the most violent state. It was really as if it had been boiled. It was scorching hot, and the mutation reached its extreme. After Lin Beichen carefully retreated three or four meters, the blood pool quickly cooled again.

An aura full of evil, killing, desire, and darkness pervades the blood pool as the center.

A bald head slowly emerged from the pool of blood.

Just bald.

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