"The statue under the crown has revived."

The beautiful maiden priests of the temple cheered in shock and excitement.

This statue contains the power of praying and believing of the common people in Yunmeng city for decades, which can not be driven by the evil spirits.

This scene shows everything.

Their faith is back.

Boom boom!

The sound is loud and loud.

Ten statues of gods rose up from the sky, just like a statue separated from the crown of the Lord of the sword. The stone sword in his hand crossed the void, smashed the sword wings behind Mr. Lianshan, and killed him in all directions.

Boom boom!

The void vibrates.

Mr. Lianshan holds Shenyu in one hand and the sword seal in the other.

The four pairs of sword wings behind the sword are waving, and the sword light is sweeping all over the sky. The power of the sword is so powerful that it has been transformed into a huge silver lightsaber, chopping the sky and the earth.

The air flowed like waves.

Boom boom!

A statue of God was cut off, and immediately it turned into streamer.

A terrible energy riot, roaring in the void.

The silver white energy glows everywhere, like clusters of silver fireworks blooming in the sky, with dazzling beauty, like stars breaking in the void, releasing a destructive attraction.

Strong men like Cui Hao and Ding Sanshi also have dignified expressions.

This is no longer the situation they can get involved in.

Because it's divine war.

It's a fight between gods.

If the two sides of the war had not consciously restrained the aftershocks and prevented the temple below from being affected, then the whole temple mountain, and even Yunmeng City, would have become the ruins of a place of death.

What kind of evil god could have fought with the separate gods under the crown of the Lord of the sword for such a long time?

The two great masters were puzzled.

And Lin Beichen looked at the ten statues and Mr. Zhan Lianshan, and he couldn't help but send a wechat and asked, "how about it? Can we make sure that we can't win one out of ten

"Brother Chen, don't worry."

Sword snow anonymous reply message way: "that is evil spirit true body, descend in lower bound, not easy to deal with."

When Lin Beichen heard this, he felt tight and said, "wait a minute. What's the state of the Lord of the sword? Can't it be out of the question? "

"How could it be?"

Jianxue denied it.

She sent a message, saying: "the Lord of the sword, under his crown, is the most outstanding God in the divine world. He is wise, powerful, and holy. He just killed more than 1000 gods and millions of divine warriors in order to recover the whole divine world, and saved the world. At this time, he was a little exhausted, The divine grass of Chonglou, which is offered by you, is in the recovery of Feidu. There is no speed at this time

To kill an opponent, you just want to observe the origin of the evil god, so that you can catch all the evil power behind him! "

Lin Beichen listened with great respect.

"The Lord of the sword is the God of the sword."

He said.

"It was."

Sword snow nameless send a message, way: "matchless matchless."

Between blowing water, the battle situation in the sky has changed.

I don't know when the sword wings behind Mr. Lianshan changed slightly. They were no longer pure silver, but with a faint dark red in the silver light, as if they were stained with blood.

Boom!

The wings of the sword fell.

A statue of the Lord of the sword was broken on the spot.

what the fuck?

Lin Beichen is a little confused.

Boom boom!

Mr. Lianshan was furious, and there was a faint blood light in his eyes.

The dark red color of the sword wings on the back is more and more obvious.

In the process of wielding and chopping, another four statues were directly split into the void.

The remaining five statues can't be sustained even if they are in sight.

"What's the situation?"

Lin Beichen crazy wechat, said: "I feel the identity of the Lord under the crown, to be killed ah."

Sword snow nameless send a message, way: "don't panic, everything is in control."

The voice is not lost.

Boom boom!

There are four statues, which are controlled by Mr. Lianshan, who is in a frenzy of change, and directly split into pieces.

"Are you in control of everything? What's your misunderstanding?"

Lin Beichen is impatient.

"You're ready. I'm going to kick off."

Sword snow anonymous reply message way.

launch?

What to start?

Lin Beichen is stunned, in the heart more flustered.

A kind of bad premonition is breeding crazily.

And then——

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Mr. Lianshan laughed. His voice was like thunder. He stirred up the void and said: "Lin Beichen, you despicable God worshiper and shameless evil believer, today, in the name of the Lord of the sword, I will end your shameless life in the world..."

"If you don't brag, you will die."

Lin Beichen's figure, again high.

He raised his hand and squeezed his sword seal on his chest.

"That's..."

Ding Sanshi's eyes brightened.

Cui Hao's eyes also stare at Lin Beichen's hand.

That seal is absolutely familiar to the swordsmen of Beihai empire.

Divine power!

Dangmo!

They are two swordsmen who specially aim at the demons outside the sky.

Among the swordsmen of the Empire, it was widely spread.

It was specially created by the Lord of the sword, Junmian, for imperial swordsmen to use when dealing with extraterrestrial demons.

These two moves are very simple, and they are very skillful.

It seems very simple. Countless swordsmen have practiced.

But the effect of each person's cultivation is not the same.

At this time, Lin Beichen obviously once again carried a wisp of will of the Lord of the sword. When he waited for his colleagues to perform the "divine power" and "dangmo" sword style, as soon as his fingerprints appeared, there was an invisible power gathering between heaven and earth.

It's a collection of iron and blood, essence and Qi, spirit and soul condensed from the process of cultivating these two moves and killing evil spirits.

Heaven and earth have healthy qi, which condenses into Haoran soul.

The sword starts to frighten the ghosts and gods, and the sword falls on the earth!

All of a sudden, the falling pieces of the statue suddenly burst out again with great brilliance. As if they had lost the shackles of gravity, they floated up again and turned into stars and gathered in front of Lin Beichen.

The broken stone sword is also blooming.

The only statue that hasn't been chopped is suspended in front of Lin Beichen.

Other pieces of stone statues came together, like armor, and gathered on the body of this complete statue, which made it continuously "expand". It was like a giant of heaven and earth. In an instant, it turned into a giant statue of the Lord of the sword with a height of 100 meters.

And the stone sword in his hand, under the condensation of other stone swords, turned into a giant sword of more than 100 meters.

Statues and swords are magnificent.

"Dangmo!"

"Divine power!"

The stone statue opens its mouth.

The voice of the gods stirs between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the two sword seals in Lin Beichen's hand were finally used.

Magic seal on left hand, magic seal on right hand.

"Welcome the trial."

Lin Beichen drank a lot.

The statue in front of him is in full bloom. One step out, he has reached Mr. Lianshan, and the huge stone sword is cut off.

The void tears.

"No..."

Mr. Lianshan was terrified.

At this moment, the four pairs of dark red giant wings on the back were just like rotten wood, vulnerable to a single blow, and chopped between the swords.

A drop of dark red blood, scattered in the sky.

Mr. Lianshan was covered with blood and fell to the ground.

The victory is divided.

The battle is over.

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