The Three Mothers whimpered for a long time before asking such a happy sentence.
Erlang Shen nodded slightly and returned calmly.
"It's coming soon. It shouldn't have been this time, but a mysterious man appeared. If it were him... I guess it could be done."
Having said this, the Three Mothers nodded slightly, and said nothing.
It's just that the look that followed the beam of light above his head seemed to drift beyond Huashan, on his own son...
Chapter two hundred and forty-fifth: Battle against the heavenly soldiers! Full blow! (three)
With 50,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, the entire Huashan Mountain could not stand, and the small peaks and hills that sprang out around them all set up ambushes, waiting for Lin Chuan and Chenxiang to arrive.
This is the elite soldier of the Heavenly Court, which is not a grade at all compared to the little monsters that Lin Chuan solved.
Among them, there is a heavenly general headed by Erlang Shen.
Even the monkeys of this lineup had to be afraid of three-pointers.
A hundred miles away, Lin Chuan felt the aura of countless powerhouses emerging here, but Lin Chuan had already anticipated this scene, so he didn't worry about it.
On the contrary, Chen Xiang looked at the black and dense figure above Huashan in the distance, and couldn't help feeling a little frightened.
All the way to Huashan, Lin Chuan was protecting him, everything was like a dream.
The mother who rescued her was already close at hand, but the feeling of suffering in Chenxiang's heart emerged again.
His uncle Erlangshen must be ready somewhere.
The first step to rescue his mother was to defeat his uncle.
Although God Erlang prevented him from saving his mother in every possible way, but after all, he did not kill him. In other words, blood was thicker than water. Now Chenxiang has hesitated when he is here.
...
But the speed of the Nine-turn Jinjinglong didn't have time to make Chenxiang feel more sentimental 483, the distance of hundreds of miles, almost instantly arrived.
Looking at the heavenly soldiers and generals in front of him, Lin Chuan didn't have a trace of timidity on his face.
He has seen this kind of big scene a lot, and he even participated in the Three Realms War in the Great Sword World at that time. What is the 50,000 heavenly soldiers and geniuses?
"You... are finally here..."
The **** Erlang was among them, standing in front of the Wanjun, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, draped in a silver divine armor, his eyes were burning, staring at Lin Chuan firmly.
"Haha! You dare to come! We have laid a net today to see where you escape!"
The boss of the Meishan Seven Monsters stepped forward and shouted.
"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell. You broke in, and you came to die by yourself and you can't blame us?"
"Brothers! I'll go first this time! Watch me take him down in one fell swoop!"
With the support of Erlang Shen and fifty thousand heavenly soldiers, the Meishan Seven Monsters seemed to have forgotten that they almost died under Lin Chuan's sword. They were all excited and rushed to fight Lin Chuan.
"I said, I will come to you."
Lin Chuan ignored the clamor of the Meishan Seven Monsters, but stared straight into the eyes of the **** Erlang and said.
But in this look... there was no killing intent.
"Humph! Take him down for me!"
Erlangshen didn't say much nonsense, and with a wave of the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, the black heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals shrouded towards Lin Chuan.
The Meishan Seven Monsters also raised their weapons, trying to rush towards Lin Chuan.
But before they could move, Erlang Shen stood in front of them and said softly.
"Don't fight him, you can't fight him."
Erlangshen’s words seem to have an overtone, but the Meishan Seven Brothers are not delicate-minded people. They just think that Erlangshen has grown up on others' ambitions and extinguished his own power and prestige, and all of them became sullen.
In this way, except for the **** Erlang and the seven brothers of Meishan, the rest of the heavenly soldiers and generals were all crushed towards Linchuan.
Facing the enemy that was as turbulent as the sea, Lin Chuan was full of fighting spirit.
One person, one sword, without the slightest fear.
"Extra-legal clone! Sword clone!"
As soon as his mind moved, a black light pierced from Lin Chuan's eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a sword-wielding man who was nine points similar to him.
"Extra-legal clone! Dao clone!"
The white light passed by, and a man in white clothes appeared next to the sword clone. Although his eyes were not as sharp as the sword clone, the immortal aura radiating from his body was even more eye-catching.
Thousands of sharp weapons and all kinds of spells were all thrown in the direction of Lin Chuan.
The surrounding air became distorted between these turbulent auras.
The colorful light filled the entire Huashan Mountain, and even the Three Madonnas who were imprisoned inside the Huashan Mountain could see some light through the hole above their heads.
Chen Xiang, who was hiding ten miles away, could only see Lin Chuan's tiny figure from a distance, already caught in these attacks.
boom!
With a roar from the earth, a huge pothole appeared at the foot of Huashan Mountain.
The combined force of fifty thousand heavenly soldiers and generals was enough to knock down a continuous mountain range, but this Huashan area was sealed with a golden bowl, and it just blasted a hole in the ground.
But in a blink of an eye, Lin Chuan still stood in place, and the two clones were intact.
Everything just now seemed to have never happened...
"This... this person is so powerful!? No wonder sending so many of us!"
A Celestial Soldier standing in the forefront said, but then a very thin thread ran across, and his open mouth also spewed out a big mouth of blood.
Turning gas into silk, although this sword technique is not destructive, it is extremely lethal to a large number of enemies.
Anything that was touched by the silk thread transformed by this sword qi was divided, and the cuts were all extremely smooth, as if they had been polished.
At the same time, Lin Chuan, who was revealing the aura of immortality, also launched a counterattack. With his palm spread out, five dragons with different attributes turned out to be in the crowd.
Lin Chuan wiped out one-third of the 50,000 Heavenly Soldiers in just one stick of incense.
This is a 50,000 celestial general! Not 50,000 pigs!