The first thousand one hundred and ninety-five chapters
"what happened?"
The Xiangyan priest stood up abruptly, with a look of surprise in his beautiful eyes.
The superconducting black crystal projection screen disappears.
It seems that there is a malfunction in the screen projection array.
Although the probability of such a failure is rare, it is theoretically possible.
She sat quietly and continued to wait.
I was thinking about what the last scene captured by my eyes at that moment meant.
It stands to reason that even if the formation is faulty, it should be repaired quickly.
But unexpectedly, after waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the projection screen was not restored, and the fair and delicate face of the Xiangyan priest had a solemn expression.
She immediately used the superconducting crystal system and contacted some friends outside.
The news she received shocked her.
"No, something happened."
An ominous feeling emerged in the heart of Priest Xiangyan.
She realized something, turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple.
The old chief priest blocked the door of Temple No. 98. He had long black hair and messy gray hair. His figure was backlit and his face could not be seen clearly, but he had an eerie aura that was not common in daily life.
"I know what you're going to do."
The old priest said: "You are not allowed to go, you cannot go."
Priest Xiangyan said: "Master, the main gods have no shame. This kind of interference in the finals of the God Selection Competition is a blasphemy against the majesty of the father of the gods. They should be criticized."
The old priest did not give way.
"It's not yet time."
This old man, who was already several hundred years old, stood against the light. His facial expression was blurry, but the aura he exuded was not the usual confused and lazy state, but a coldness that looked at the world with indifference.
"But, Master..."
Priest Xiangyan still wanted to persuade.
"It's not yet time."
The old priest repeated these words.
Priest Xiangyan listened in place for a long time, and finally slowly lowered his head.
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"How is this going?"
Han Luoxue turned to look at the barefoot girl in black robes and said: "There shouldn't be any problems with the image transmission array... Someone interfered in the finals of the God's Selection Competition?"
The barefooted girl in black robe licked her lips with excitement on her face and said: "I don't know, but something interesting seems to have happened... It's great, it's great, those guys finally couldn't bear it anymore..."
Han Luoxue said: "I want to see Your Majesty."
The one in her mouth is naturally the Lord God Lan.
The barefoot girl in black robe said with a half-smile: "I'm afraid I don't want to see you now. Why don't you come with me to see what's wrong with the image transmission array... Maybe it will be better to go to the Howling Abyss for inspection.
It’s necessary.”
Han Luoxue's eyes lit up and she said, "Okay."
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"Excuse me, how to get to the Howling Abyss?"
The little dark-skinned girl carrying a big pot on her back always asks questions when meeting people.
However, many people looked at her as if they were looking at this mentally retarded barbarian. They either ignored her or ignored her.
Those who are perfunctory will end well.
People who ignore it become bruised and swollen.
The black-skinned barbarians in the four ruins are constantly taking the blame and going on a rampage.
The law enforcement teams of the major gods, who usually have very good noses, did not show up this time for some unknown reason.
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Howling Abyss.
Ding.
Guns and swords clashed.
Bright and dazzling sparks splashed.
The figures of Lin Beichen and Pan Duoqing passed each other.
call out!
The black war spear was like the most insidious snake, thrust out instantly, just when Lin Beichen's old strength had faded and his new strength had not yet risen.
After turning into a black man, Huo Xie, the Nether Ferryman, had an extremely good grasp of combat opportunities, forcing Lin Beichen to forcefully use his power to fight the black war spear again with the unconventional silver sword.
Ding ding ding.
Densely packed sparks flashed and sputtered crazily in the void.
In an instant, the two exchanged countless moves.
"Good guy, you are a black man, you are very strong, you can actually resist Conan, the best warrior in Yangcun, for so long."
Lin Beichen shouted wildly.
Feeling the backlash coming from the hilt of the non-mainstream silver sword, he was surprised by Huo Xie's strength in this 'blackened state'.
Especially his physical strength is not inferior to Pan Duoqing.
Little did he know that Huo Xie was even more shocked.
His Netherworld Black Spear is extremely heavy, and combined with the underground river boat shooting technique, it can be said to be very powerful and heavy. Under such an attack, an ordinary opponent will be stung in a few moves and his hands and feet will be paralyzed.
open……
But it is impossible to fight against this sword Xiaoyao.
Even when the Nether Suit's firepower was fully activated, even if Jian Xiaoyao's body had not recovered from heavy injuries, even if... no matter what, the gun in his hand was almost shattered by Jian Xiaoyao's sword, leaving streaks on the gun body.
Not to mention the tiny and dense dents, his arm was almost broken due to the shock...
This sword Xiaoyao must die.
Otherwise, a great feud has been forged and I will never have peace.
Thinking of this, Huo Xie did not dare to hold back at all. He fully unleashed his cultivation and attacked Lin Beichen with all his deadly moves!
"Tide of the Netherworld!"
Black mist swept across the sky, and the sound of flowing tide could be faintly heard in the air. It became clearer and louder, and became more and more surging. In the end, the endless black mist seemed to be like the water in an underground river, sweeping half of the sky. With Huo Xie's gun skills,
, constantly surging and attacking.
This is a concrete manifestation of the Netherworld power he has mastered.
Lin Beichen's body was filled with flames, and he kept changing his moves. In a short period of time, he was unable to suppress Huo Xie.
Of course Pan Duoqing would not miss such a good opportunity.
"Fire Sun Extermination Spear."
He gathered momentum to guide and released his ultimate move.
The golden [Scorching Sun-Breaking Spear] carried the endless power of the blazing sun, and headed towards Lin Beichen like a falling sun.
boom!
Lin Beichen was shot away.
One black, one gold, two spears, attacking Lin Beichen from both sides.
He started to be at a disadvantage.
"Something doesn't seem right."
"A cup of tea has passed since Huo Xie appeared, but no existence at the level of the Great Desolate God Group's main god intervened... At least the Guo Lord God should have appeared long ago."
"Could it be that……"
"The Lord God of Guo has been restrained?"
"Perhaps the situation is even worse. Today's situation is about to deteriorate."
Lin Beichen forcibly supported the fight while searching for a chance to win in his heart.
"kill."
A flash of knife light is like electric current
, lasing towards Lin Beichen.
Ding.
Swords intersect.
The long knife shattered.
Mingruo Spirit, holding the broken hilt of the knife, quickly retreated.
The power of the godhead was activated, and a ring of scorching fire appeared directly behind his head, directly exerting the pressure of the god's high godhead, trying to disrupt Lin Beichen's fighting spirit.
"How dare you show up too?"
Lin Beichen holds two divine positions. Although he has not yet achieved divine status, the intimidation of this level of divine status will naturally have no effect, but he did not show it too much. He roared: "As a god, you dare to sneak into the finals of the God Selection Competition.
, don’t you want to be hanged and pressed in the Demon Abyss Prison?”
"Haha, are you still hoping that God Guo will save you?"
Pan Duoqing laughed: "He can't even protect himself."
Ming Ruo also laughed and said: "A quarter of an hour ago, this place had been isolated by the great supernatural power. Even the Lord God could not know everything that happened after the boatman took action, and it would not be known to outsiders. Hehe... people
The last thing you see will be the scene of you being picked to death on the ice rock by Xiao Pan... This is the true ending of the God's Choice Contest."
The boatman Huo Xie shook the Netherworld War Spear in his hand and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's take action together and kill this guy quickly. We will do it quickly to avoid having too many dreams at night."
The three of them took action at the same time.
Lin Beichen's situation is getting worse and worse.
In the blink of an eye, there were four more wounds on his body - a gunshot wound, two spear wounds, and a knife wound. Blood flowed from the wound.
But his expression turned into a smile.
"You just said that not even the Lord God can peep into the fighting situation here?"
He looked at the Ming Ruo spirit and said, "I don't believe it."
Ming Ruo laughed wildly: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the formation here was personally arranged by Cangzhu God, Yaozhu God and Lieyang God. It contains the power of the three main gods. Even if Guozhu God and Lanzhu God join forces at the same time, they can't change this outcome.
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"That's great."
Lin Beichen said and waved his hand.
White smoke instantly spread from his hand, filling an area of dozens of kilometers in radius.
"Ahem."
"Be careful...this poisonous mist will hurt your eyes."
"Is it poisonous powder?"
The three powerful men instantly felt that their eyes were burning, as if they were being stabbed by a divine formation. They could not see through the white powdery mist. Just one breath of the surrounding air made their throats feel like burning pain.
The three of them retreated together and became on the defensive.
Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.
I didn’t expect the ‘lime’ powder given by the Dog Goddess to be so useful?
Lin Beichen threw a few more handfuls in succession, and the surrounding white mist powder became more intense and intense.
Any possible line of sight is blocked.
"Happiness will be called later... Come on, challenge me to a duel."
Lin Beichen shouted loudly, and then activated the strongest combat skill that he had never dared to use since he came to the God Realm——
[The desperate situation of reincarnation].
Since even the Lord God cannot detect this place, there is also the cover of lime powder...
Then come on baby.
Thinking together, the spirit Mingruo disappeared directly on the spot.
Also missing was Lin Beichen.
The two of them directly entered the small world of [Despair of Reincarnation].
After thirty breaths, the battle ends.
Lin Beichen carried the dead Ming Ruo's head and returned to the Howling Abyss.