Chapter 1835

For the dead moon, Lin Zichen didn't believe a punctuation mark. Although the true Qi of the dead moon was drained, Lin Zichen's heart remained vigilant. This kind of person can be described as a generation of owls. Even in the most dangerous time, he can think of ways to entrap people, so Lin Zichen will not easily approach the dead moon. If the latter has any cards, it will be difficult to do.

God knows what the Taoist Xuantian Zun left to the dead moon. Lin Zichen never underestimated the inheritance of the Taoist Xuantian Zun.

Green Eagle and big beard flew over. They looked at the dead moon sitting on the ground with all his Qi lost. An obliteration flashed in their eyes, but they understood that the dead moon was defeated by Lin Zichen. How to arrange it was Lin Zichen's business, and they couldn't intervene.

Moreover, their goal is to get back the sword in the stone. Whether to kill the moon or not depends on Lin Zichen's meaning.

Looking at the stone sword inserted on the ground, the Green Eagle raised his hand and absorbed the stone sword with energy. So far, the artifacts inherited by the Royal Knights for thousands of years have returned to their own hands.

The sword in the stone was robbed, and the dead moon didn't stop it. In fact, he never planned to stop it. He just looked at Lin Zichen with disdain in his eyes. Lin Zichen knows what the dead moon is laughing at. He is laughing at his timidity. He is laughing at Lin Zichen's dare not come forward and uncover the mask on his face.

"Don't bother, dead moon." Lin Zichen looked at the dead moon and said blandly, "take off your mask yourself. If you want me to do it, I will kill you first!"

Only dead people are the safest, especially for the dead moon. In such a long struggle with the latter, he clearly felt the strength of the dead moon. Even Lin Zichen couldn't notice his plan. Even if Lin Zichen was careful, he still entered the Bureau carefully set by the dead moon. If Lin Zichen didn't react quickly and make countermeasures in advance, I'm afraid he would win the dead moon this time.

Therefore, we must not relax when dealing with the dead moon. Once we relax, he may take advantage of it and even lose his life. Lin Zichen doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.

The dead moon knows Lin Zichen's temper. If Lin Zichen wants to do it, he will definitely do it. Compared with the inheritance of Taoist Xuantian Zun, Lin Zichen would rather kill himself.

Taking a deep breath, the dead moon slowly extended her hand to her mask, but at this time, Lin Zichen moved her hand and a real Qi went straight to the dead moon's forehead. The dead moon didn't expect Lin Zichen to suddenly start. In addition, there was not much real Qi left in her body, so she couldn't escape Lin Zichen's blow.

He looked at the real Qi ejected without fear. The dead moon's eyes were calm. He was an owl, a real owl. Death was nothing terrible for him. Over the years, he didn't know how many times he had struggled on the edge of death.

True Qi hit the dead moon's forehead, but the power of that true Qi was not great. It just broke the mask on his face.

The mask was broken, and a pale face appeared in front of the crowd. Lin Zichen looked at the face and was surprised: "it's you!"

"Hehe, yes, Lin Zichen is me. I'm afraid you can't think of it. The little man at the beginning could fight with you for life and death!" The dead moon looked at Lin Zichen with a proud face.

This dead month is no one else. He is Lin Zichen's old opponent, or he didn't deserve to be Lin Zichen's opponent at that time.

Yin Ping, the strongest deputy head of the red fire regiment, also took away all the money of the red fire regiment when he ran away. Lin Zichen didn't expect that this man got the inheritance of Taoist Xuantian Zun, set so many traps for himself, and even almost lost his life here.

"Surprised? Lin Zichen, you should be glad that I haven't mastered all the inheritance of Taoist Xuantian Zun!" Yin Ping looked at Lin Zichen with a sneer. His heart was full of unwilling. He had not yet had time to absorb all the inheritance left by Taoist Xuantian. Once he absorbed all the inheritance, Lin Zichen would never be his opponent.

But he couldn't wait. Lin Zichen's progress was too fast. In recent years, Yin Ping doesn't know how many genius earth treasures he took to make his strength break through the realm of heaven and man. He knows that his talent is not as good as Lin Zichen. As long as he gives the latter enough time, Lin Zichen can definitely become a dragon flying for nine days. In that way, Lin Zichen is an invincible existence. Even he can't hurt him. In the end, he will lose.

Therefore, when Lin Zichen was still in the early stage of the realm of creation, he had to jump out and set up a dragon slaughtering Bureau for the purpose of Lin Zichen's life, but he didn't expect to lose, and he lost so thoroughly.

Ignoring Yin Ping's hindsight, Lin Zichen gathered a genuine Qi sword in his hand. The sharp breath of the genuine Qi sword wandered on the blade. Since he knew who the dead moon was, Lin Zichen was going to do it. He didn't want to release such an enemy back to the mountain, otherwise he would never sleep at night.

Because of the rules of Taoist Xuantian Zun, Yin Ping can't do some things. Once there is no restriction of Taoist Xuantian Zun, Yin Ping will definitely be the enemy that keeps Lin Zichen awake at night. Lin Zichen has never been a soft hearted person. Since he is dangerous to himself, killing him is.

Feeling Lin Zichen's killing intention, Yin Ping suddenly laughed: "ha ha, Lin Zichen, just now you had a chance to kill me, but now you don't have it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yin Ping took out a scroll from his arms and tore it open. Lin Zichen was surprised. The Qi sword in his hand quickly cut out, but a Qi mask suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Zichen's fatal sword.

Lin Zichen's sword can't be withstood by even the top experts in heaven and human territory. Although the loss of real Qi in his body is too large, it is not comparable to ordinary warriors in heaven and human territory.

Seeing that Lin Zichen's attack was blocked, Green Eagle and big beard shot at the same time, they were shocked that the protective shield was not broken even by the two of them!

"Hehe, this is the scroll left by Taoist Xuantian. The defense of the true Qi mask on it can stop even the attack of the top strong in the realm of creation!" Yin Ping looked at the Green Eagle and beard and laughed wildly. Finally, he saw Lin Zichen with a gloomy face, took back his smile, looked at Lin Zichen and sneered, "Lin Zichen, we will meet again!"

As soon as the voice fell, the scroll disappeared and was replaced by a door of space. The door of space swallowed Yin Ping and then disappeared.

At the moment when the door of space disappeared, Lin Zichen looked at it with his mind. The results that can be found surprised Lin Zichen. The scroll did not set a destination, that is to say, Yin Ping used the scroll for a random transmission this time.

Random transmission means that no one knows the final transmission location, including Yin Ping himself. If you are unlucky, it is possible to be transmitted to the sea to feed sharks, or to take a bath in magma, or even to the center of the earth. Everything depends on Yin Ping's luck. If his luck is bad, the only thing waiting for Yin Ping is death.

His face was a little ugly. Lin Zichen didn't expect that Yin Ping had such a baby to escape. It seems that he knew he would not die. He deliberately asked Lin Zichen to take off the mask on his face, delay time and restore his true Qi. The space scroll doesn't need much Qi. No wonder Yin Ping is so confident. He knows he can't die.

"Was put together." Lin Zichen smiled bitterly in his heart. When it comes to the plot, he is not Yin Ping's opponent after all. But fortunately, Lin Zichen didn't gain anything. In Lin Zichen's arms, the corner of the immortal sword array lay there quietly. This is Lin Zichen's new card. With the immortal sword array, Lin Zichen can retreat when he meets a warrior who is stronger than himself.

The incomplete immortal killing sword array may not be able to kill the enemy, but it may be a good choice to delay time. If he can find another sword array, Lin Zichen believes that the immortal sword array will become a terrible card in his hand.

Ignoring the two men who looked at the sword in the stone, Lin Zichen launched his mind. After he noticed the little childe's breath, he hurried to fly over.

At this time, the little childe has recovered some vitality, and his clothes have been sorted out by him. Although the blood on it makes him look a little embarrassed, it is at least much better than Lin Zichen's image.

Lin Zichen faced the immortal killing sword array. Although he had the help of the five pole Rune array, the immortal killing sword array was an ancient killing array after all. In addition, he was not proficient in the five pole Rune array. His clothes were cut one by one by the sword Qi, just like a beggar's clothes. Moreover, his clothes were full of blood, and his blood was also Yin Ping's blood.

From the close fight to the battle on the array, the blood from the injury was almost free. Fortunately, Lin Zichen's body was different from ordinary people, otherwise he would have fainted.

"Look, do you know this man?" The little childe, with a fan in his right hand, pointed to the gold armor soldier on the ground like a dead dog and asked.

Lin Zichen raised his eyes and saw that the golden armor had been rubbed into an iron ball. A shriveled body lay on the ground, covered with blood, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This is... The God of harvest!" Looking at the man's face on the ground, Lin Zichen said in surprise. Unexpectedly, Yin Ping took the God of harvest as his hand. Lin Zichen knew the pride of the God of harvest, but such a master of creating the realm was just a chess piece given up by Yin Ping.

Yes, since Yin Ping accepted him as his own man, the God of harvest has been a dead man. When to die depends on Yin Ping's arrangement.

In this battle, the task of the God of harvest is to entangle the little childe so that he can't support Lin Zichen. It's estimated that the God of harvest didn't expect that the little childe broke out at this time. He suddenly realized in the battle and wanted his own life.

Looking at the God of harvest lying on the ground, Lin Zichen increasingly felt that it was a thing he regretted to let Yin Ping go.

This is the only four words Lin Zichen can think of in his head.