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Chapter 688 Holy Land Fundamentals

Invisible ripples spread, and then turned into a terrifying spiritual storm.

Covered by the tide, countless people were dumbfounded.

A dignified and powerful man was just strangled by the formation of the Seven Stars Holy Land?

In comparison, another spiritual power tide that was not inferior to that of the God Lord did not have many followers. They knew the outcome when Lin Chen appeared holding the head of the Yongyuan monster and slowly walked to the God Lord.

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In the sky, Lin Chen did not move, and his eyes under the mask looked at the powerful officials of the Seven Star Holy Land who were also staying in the sky.

"It seems that everyone has gained a good harvest?"

"Lord Lin is not bad either!" Qin Tianshu, who barely knew Lin Chen, said. He was also a member of the Seven Stars Formation.

Everyone in the Holy Land had maintained their formation before, and vaguely sensed that Lin Chen was absorbing some energy, so they responded loudly.

"It's not as good as the Holy Land depriving the god of life." Lin Chen retorted loudly, and everyone could think of the hypocrisy of the smile under the pure white evil ghost mask.

"Hmph, Lord Lin, you'd better absorb it. I'm going to support all of you fellow disciples." The powerful man of the Seven Stars Holy Land did not want to say much on this matter. After all, killing people and replenishing his own strength is enough to make both the enemy and ourselves fearful.

At this moment, these people suppressed the majestic vitality in their bodies and turned towards the battlefield of the Seven Star Holy Land. It was very fierce there. In order to prevent Yongyuan's power from supporting the god, the holy land suffered a lot of losses.

On the spot, Lin Chen seemed to obey the other party's words and calmed down to absorb the mysterious energy.

It wasn't that Lin Chen didn't want to move, but that the soul power was so huge that he was somewhat sucked into it.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Chen opened his mouth to communicate with those in the Seven Star Holy Land, wanting to drag them here to protect him for a while, but unfortunately it seemed to be a bit self-defeating.

The evil ghost mask on his face was automatically activated because of the huge soul energy after the death of the tarantula.

Like a dragon whale sucking water, the evil ghost mask will not reject anyone who comes, no matter how powerful the soul power is, it will swallow them all.

Fortunately, the most pure and harmless bits of energy were directed towards Lin Chen's body, giving him a feeling of soaring intoxication. It was precisely because of this shocking comfort that Lin Chen found it difficult to move.

"This energy should be the spirit of the Meixiao Clan, right?" Since he didn't want to move anyway, Lin Chen had countless guesses flashing through his mind. Then, he thought of the Feiyu Monster Clan who regarded the Meixiao Clan as their fourth brother.

I'm afraid it's because of this soul energy that they endlessly hunt down the Meixiao tribe, right?

If it weren't for the evil ghost mask, Lin Chen wouldn't be Mu Chunqiu, so he probably wouldn't be able to detect this soul power and would have to let it dissipate. But the Feiyu clan might really have this instinct.

After all, they are one of the three strongest branches of the demon clan. If they were not cut off by a fish, they would be one of the seven immortal sects. If this clan had mastered the power of the soul, Lin Chen would not be surprised.

"But compared to Mu Chunqiu, I'm afraid..." Thinking of Mu Chunqiu's terrifying soul-devouring ability, Lin Chen shuddered.

Enjoying the refining of the evil ghost mask, Lin Chen directly crossed his legs in the air. The surrounding battlefields automatically moved away from him, and the Seven Star Holy Land in the distance was also powerful enough. Or maybe it was because of the death of those two that the impact of Yongyuan was weakened. In short, it was not.

There was no crazy Meixiao clan rushing in front of Lin Chen.

In the direction of Yujing Tower, Wu Yixian was still suppressing the strong man with immortal talent. It seemed that there was no big problem, and there was even a chance to catch him by surprise. As for Ling Wei, Lin Chen's pupils shrank when he looked over.

Different from his usual cold and arrogant character, the battle with the mysterious Emperor Yongyuan was extremely fierce and bloody.

The strength of both sides seems to be evenly matched, but at the same time they give up all defenses and attack the other side with all their strength. From the looks of it, it seems that even tearing off a piece of the other side's flesh is a victory.

Moreover, the two of them fought without any regard. Wherever they fought, the creatures there could only seek blessings for themselves. They didn't even care about the battle. They focused on resisting the aftermath of the terrifying battle between the two. As for the others, they prayed that the two would not get close.

Own.

But the two of them exploded with all their strength, causing disaster for thousands of miles around. On this battlefield, there was no room for thousands of miles. In short, a tragedy occurred.

Lin Chen was frightened by the movement, and felt that there was something wrong with their battle.

"That Emperor Yongyuan, there is a problem..." Lin Chen's pale eyes under the mask suddenly stared at the dark figure, which seemed to be Yongyuan's new party, but Lin Chen strangely found that besides his gaze,

Being able to see him, all other perceptions have no feedback.

It was as if he was no longer in this world.

Lin Chen made up his mind to kill him almost instantly.

The impulse in his heart almost made Lin Chen subconsciously want to take action.

Suddenly, the sound of the pale shackles breaking in his heart froze Lin Chen and chilled his heart.

"Actually affected?" Lin Chen was horrified. What is the identity of that guy?

His eyes disappeared, and Lin Chen tried to detect with his soul, but always found nothing. Not only the Yongyuan Emperor, but also Ling Wei's figure could not be detected.

Only the constant active movement between heaven and earth proves the restlessness of the sky.

The Youming Tower appeared silently above the head, Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was thinking about the possibility of success.

As if sensing the killing intent here, the red eyes on the other side looked towards this side with fear.

Then Lin Chen felt that there was an imperceptible gaze staring at him from around him. Whenever he made the slightest movement, it might cause a series of changes.

"Humph!" Sen Han's voice snorted coldly. The murderous intention in Lin Chen's heart had not dissipated, but he did not take action immediately, otherwise the other party would probably leave immediately.

The soul power was slowly digested by the mask, and Lin Chen regained his mobility. He finally chose to return to Yujing Tower and started endless killings.

The pale power returned to the battlefield again, and on the battlefield, the aftermath of the Holy Land of Seven Stars killing the god with a group of powerful forces has not yet dissipated.

Seeing that the Holy Land of Seven Stars only used two kinds of power from beginning to end, they seemed to have no need to doubt that even the gods in their full glory were nothing more than the tide under the Seven Stars.

Today, the many holy places that suddenly popped up in the battle lines finally let the world see clearly the true power of these powerful existences.

"Perhaps the reason why the Holy Land is called the Holy Land is because even if they don't have a god, they still have the foundation to kill the god..." The overlord sect was shocked. This kind of foundation is too deep, and the formation is not ordinary.

What can be studied, and even the power that activates the formation, is related to the foundation of the Seven Star Holy Land, and it is impossible for ordinary people to copy it.
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