Chapter 1523

After thinking for a while.

When he turned his right hand, a flaming red ganoderma lucidum appeared on the palm.

All of a sudden, a strong fragrance sent out, refreshing.

Lin Chen's eyes brightened and asked, "fire Ganoderma lucidum? How many years? "

"568."

Wan Dao sword Saint replied.

"568 years?"

Lin Chen once again in front of a bright: "you want to give it to me?"

In fact, other people, how can they ask such a question?

Is that too direct?

But Lin Chen is a rogue.

He's never going to take care of that.

Wan Dao sword Saint nodded gently: "that's right. What do you think? "

"Very good."

Lin Chen also nodded.

"Then our debts will be written off."

Wandao sword Saint said: "you give me the spirit of the demon sword, and I will give you this fire Ganoderma lucidum."

However, after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Lin Chen resolutely shook his head: "you'd better keep this fire Ganoderma lucidum by yourself."

Wandao sword sage frowned slightly: "what do you mean?"

"It didn't do much for me."

Lin Chen explained: "with my current strength, I can't take it at all. When I become wuzun or Wuhuang, it's not too late to take this fire Ganoderma lucidum."

Lin Chen is right.

It can't take this fire Ganoderma lucidum at all now.

The year of Ganoderma lucidum without fire is nearly 600.

Lin Chen's body is only in his twenties.

Lin Chen doesn't even have enough change!

Although fire Ganoderma lucidum is only a plant, but nearly 600 years of fire Ganoderma lucidum, is not now the forest dust, can touch!

"What do you want to do?"

Wan Dao sword Saint put away the fire lingzhi and asked.

Lin Chen, you don't beat around the Bush, directly asked: "is there a magic weapon that can call you?"

"Call me?"

Wandao sword sage frowned slightly: "do you want to hire me as your bodyguard?"

"Not so."

Lin Chen gently shook his head: "I'm just making a deal with you. I'll give you the spirit of the evil saber, but you also have to give me something. Otherwise, it's unfair to everyone."

Wandao Jiansheng is never indecisive. After hearing Lin Chen's explanation, he narrowed his eyes slightly, then thought for a while, and finally turned his left hand and took out a stone.

It's just a plain stone.

Ten thousand swordsman's heart moved, and an invisible force gushed out of his eyebrows and melted into the stone.

There was a flash of light on the surface of the stone, which seemed to have undergone a qualitative change.

Later, he handed the stone to Lin Chen and said, "if necessary, crush it to summon a part of me."

"Separation?"

Lin Chen blinked: "what strength do you have?"

Wandao sword Saint replied: "I have at least half of my strength."

"That's more than half of the strength..."

Lin Chen squinted.

Samsara wusheng is different from other realms. There is no small realm in this realm.

Therefore, every samsara martial saint has no distinction between superiority and inferiority.

It's just that the combat effectiveness of each other is different.

However, even the samsara martial saint with the lowest combat effectiveness, half of his strength is comparable to a top martial saint!

However, Lin Chen is not a person who is satisfied with a separation.

Instead of taking the stone, he asked, "can't you call your noumenon?"