Lin Mu's deterrent power is still very strong. After all, his strength lies here. As an immortal emperor through the ages, with his current strength, apart from saints, I am afraid that no one is really his opponent.
It is estimated that only a half-sage can pose a threat to him. If there is only a combat power of the immortal emperor level, even if there are a little more people, it will not be effective.
Under such circumstances, they suddenly felt that Lin Mu's words still made a little sense.
"Fellow Daoist Lin Mu, what you said makes sense. In this era, doom is not only for saints, but also for us."
"Then everyone, don't fight to the death. Fellow Daoist Lin Mu is right. Those who are destined to get this kind of holy weapon can't get it just by fighting for blood."
"It's very reasonable. I'm afraid that after the blood is broken, you will find that the holy soldiers don't care about you at all. This is what makes people collapse."
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Everyone agreed, mainly because someone took the lead, so the other people naturally gave Lin Mu this face, intending to cooperate with him and line up to recognize the master one by one.
Lin Mu heaved a sigh of relief, if he really wanted to fight, blood would flow like rivers. Even if he could deal with this group of immortal emperors, the human race might become the next one to be robbed.
One calamity after another, this time it was almost the turn of the human race.
Fortunately, with his own strength, he frightened everyone, otherwise there would be a catastrophe for the entire human race.
Then everyone looked at the sky, Lin Jian was communicating with the Holy Soldier, once he communicated successfully, he would be able to recognize the Lord immediately.
This is a holy soldier. If he can recognize his master successfully, he will be like a tiger with wings added, and the next path of cultivation will be smooth.
"Isn't this Lin Jian the inheritor of the human sword master? The sword master has a holy weapon passed down to him, why did he come to seize this holy weapon?"
"It's really too greedy. I already have my own holy weapon, but I want to steal other holy weapons. It's too abominable."
"He will definitely not succeed in recognizing the Lord. He already has a holy weapon. If he can get another one, it will be too much for heaven."
Everyone was talking about it, everyone wished that Lin Jian would not get the holy weapon.
Lin Jian is indeed the inheritor of the sword master, and there is indeed a holy soldier passed down. The key is the treasure that suppresses the luck of the human race. With him, the entire human race can fit the power of the sword, and cultivate the power of the sword. It's like divine help.
Therefore, he has no way to recognize the master. Once he recognizes the master, the human race will lose this advantage.
Moan!
The holy soldier suddenly heard the sound of sword chant, and then saw Lin Jian holding the holy soldier, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the holy soldier, turning into a heavenly sword.
"He, he, he, he, he succeeded, and the holy soldiers recognized him as master. How is this possible?"
"God damn it, how could the holy soldier recognize him as the master?"
"Damn it, he actually got the holy soldier."
Seeing this scene, everyone present beat their chests and stamped their feet. We suddenly felt that we should have been cheated and played by Lin Mu. He was delaying time here just to let Lin Jian get this holy weapon.
Well now, he has obtained the holy soldier, and his plan has succeeded, and they have become a group of idiots, a group of sand sculptures.
"Human Lin Mu, damn you, you actually plotted against us."
Immediately, an immortal emperor of the demon clan went into a rage. He was furious, as if he felt that if there were no trees, then this holy weapon should be his.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the Tongtian Divine Sword in the sky turned around, made a sound of piercing through the air, and killed the Immortal Emperor of the Demon Race.
Lin Jian's previous strength was slightly insufficient, because what he cultivated was pure sword power, and compared with those who cultivated the supreme power, there was a slight gap.
But now that he has obtained this holy weapon, which can unite man and sword, the power of the explosion has been raised several levels in an instant, making his strength reach a peak.
"Damn it, boy, you are so brave."
The Immortal Emperor of the Demon Clan scolded angrily. Compared with Lin Mu, he is his elder. As for Lin Jian, he is still Lin Mu's son.
Now even Lin Mu's son dared to attack him, it made him very angry.
He also took out his immortal soldiers, and immediately charged forward, intending to teach Lin Jian a lesson.
Although he got the holy weapon, after all, he had just broken through the realm of the immortal emperor, and he still didn't believe that a single holy weapon could make him defy the sky.
boom!
The two sides launched a fierce confrontation, and in just one round, the Demon Race Immortal Emperor retreated several thousand meters.
Lin Jian, man and sword merged into one, turning into a heaven-reaching sword, with infinite power and sharp edge, at this moment, he repelled the demon emperor and continued to fight.
"Damn it, damn it."
The Immortal Emperor of the Mozu opened his mouth to curse, feeling that this shame was really too great, he is an old-fashioned Immortal Emperor, his seniority is not even known how many generations higher than Lin Mu.
It's okay if you can't beat Lin Mu now, but you can't even beat his son, it's really shameful.
"You old bastard, you dare to yell at my father, it seems that you don't want to live anymore."
Lin Jian scolded, he pressed on every step of the way, after the human sword unites, he is a holy soldier, and the holy soldier is him, and the strength he can unleash is comparable to that of a saint.
Although it is not as good as a real saint, at least it can be compared to a semi-saint.
With such strength, it is no problem to deal with the Immortal Emperor of the Demon Race, and it is not even a problem to kill him.
boom! boom! boom!
The two sides have fought several times, and every time the Demon Race Immortal Emperor was blown away. He is now covered in bruises and wounds all over his body.
The terrifying sword qi could easily cut through his body. These sword qi invaded his meridians, hurt his internal organs, and even severely injured his soul, which made him terrified.
"Damn it, are you guys still watching and not helping?"
The Immortal Emperor of the Mozu made a cry for help. If this continues, he will really die.
"Since the holy weapon has been obtained by the little friend of the human race, it means that there is a predestined relationship with him. It is a done deal and cannot be changed. There is no need to do anything."
"There is really no need to do anything, fellow Daoist Demon Race, or you can just bow your head and admit your mistake."
"It's true that blue is better than blue. Fellow Daoist Lin Mu's son is already this strong."
Everyone was very moved, they didn't intend to do anything, because if they really did, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.
Lin Mu is the Immortal Emperor through the ages, which one of them is the opponent, now that Lin Jian is so strong, and there is also a stronger Long Yi, their father and son join forces, it will not be a problem to kill them all.
"Damn it, a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, can I, a veteran immortal emperor, be forced to that point by such a little guy?"
The Immortal Emperor of the Mozu was unwilling to bow his head, but the situation in front of him terrified him, because he was really no match, and if he continued, he would definitely die.