The first thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters five body cast to the ground
The giant metal god-king statue is really terrifying.
Horrible to the point of despair.
Even gods and demons have never brought such deep fear to everyone.
Compared with the power it showed just now, even Lin Beichen, who has a peak performance, seems to be far behind.
But things like trust sometimes make no sense at all.
Regardless of whether Lin Beichen is the opponent of this god-king statue, as long as he appears, he will bring hope to people.
So when he saw the figure of the beautiful young man on the bronze chariot, even the most rational Ling Chi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Because in the past, this boy's name was Miracle.
Because from his rise to now, he has never disappointed anyone.
Also because...
This guy's appearance this time is a head start.
The shocking effect of the bronze carriage and the dazzling effect of the sword that broke through the air made everyone's sinking hopes rise again with great luck.
Rumble.
The carriage rolled through the sky and reached the sky above the coalition army.
"What the fuck is this monster?"
Lin Beichen glanced across the Xinjiang battlefield and couldn't help but be shocked by the apocalyptic scene.
The broken earth, the pouring rivers, the burning fields, the endless corpses...
Were they all caused by this giant metal god-king statue?
It's hard to say whether this guy is strong in combat, but his destructive power is truly terrifying.
"Hehehehe..."
The metal god king statue let out a cold and violent sneer.
Two eyes like pillars of blood stared at Lin Beichen. The metallic liquid squirmed at the broken arm. In the blink of an eye, a new hand grew again. The five fingers could stretch and move freely, and the terrifying power exploded again.
come out.
Huh?
Can severed limbs be regenerated?
Lin Beichen suddenly thought of the Golden Lizard King.
The grilled lizard tail here is really chewy and delicious.
But the scene of the severed limb regenerating was a bit scary in the eyes of the powerful generals of the Alliance Army.
This guy is already powerful and invincible. Who knew that his metal body could regenerate and recover? How could he fight?
"Master Lin, be careful, this big guy can kill Tianzun instantly."
Ling Chi reminded loudly.
Gao Shenghan also secretly sent a message: "Boy, if you can't beat us, retreat. This thing is very evil. Even the Emperor of the Central Empire was instantly killed."
Lao Gao knew very well that Young Master Lin was a kind-hearted person, so he said without knowing it, "You might not be able to defeat it," but secretly sent a message to remind him.
Everyone on the battlefield in Chaohui City obviously didn't know that Lin Beichen was no longer what he used to be.
Because within a short period of time, the horrific achievements in Baifa Jianshan and Yunmeng City have not yet reached their ears.
Yanying, the emperor of the land and sea tribe, also floated slowly in a wheelchair and said: "There is no need to fight hard, just drag it with a stick of incense and cover the army from the battlefield."
She was also worried that if Lin Beichen was so addicted to showing off that he would be raped like a hammer by this terrifying God King, if he failed to show off, he would be fucked instead, and his life would be in danger.
Who knew that Lin Beichen started laughing.
"A stick of incense?"
He raised his head at a 45-degree angle, smiled slightly, and said: "No need... five breaths. I'll make it fall to the ground."
The words have not yet fallen.
Lin Beichen jumped up from the bronze carriage and instantly reached the sky above the statue of the God King.
He was too footy and stepped on him directly.
"First Breath."
Lin Beichen's voice echoed clearly between heaven and earth.
Such a frivolous attack angered the cold God King Statue.
Amid the trembling roar of metal resonance, it raised its hand and grabbed Lin Beichen.
The metal five-finger energy ring's light flowed, the flames surged, and the terrifying aura instantly formed a mountain of death flames. The five fingers bent like pillars supporting the sky and turned into a cage that imprisoned the sky...
Those powerful Heavenly Masters before were caught alive by it and crushed to death.
Boom~!
Lin Beichen stepped on one of the fingers of the statue of the God King.
Judging from the volume comparison, it is like a small toothpick hitting a thousand-year-old tree.
But it wasn't the little toothpick that was defeated.
It is a thousand-year-old giant tree.
The earth shook violently.
The first finger knot of the middle finger of the huge statue of the God King exploded instantly.
Metal debris sputtering.
This isn't the end yet.
The huge power of Lin Beichen's kick exploded again, causing the entire right arm of the God King Statue to bend at ninety degrees in an instant, as if it was broken, and hit his own thigh hard as if out of control. Amidst the roar of metal,
The impact of arm and leg bones made a metallic roar.
"Second Breath."
Lin Beichen's voice sounded again.
His figure was in the air, turning and sweeping.
Boom!
one
He kicked the statue of the God King on the brow bone.
The neck of the statue of the God King, which was hundreds of times larger than Lin Beichen's body, cracked and instantly 'fractured', sticking to the shoulder at 90 degrees.
"Three breaths."
Lin Beichen turned 720 degrees in the air and struck down with his left leg directly on the twisted neck of the God King statue.
boom!
A metallic roar sounded.
The huge statue of the God King shook uncontrollably, its feet were nailed directly into the earth's crust, and its knees were bent as if it could not bear the weight. It knelt directly on the ground, with one arm that was still intact, supporting it heavily.
on the ground.
"Four breaths."
Lin Beichen's figure fell high and hit the back of the God King statue.
Boom!
The broken body of the god-king statue fell down instantly, lying heavily on the ground in a straight line.
"Five... forget it, I seem to have overestimated you. You won't need five breaths at all."
Lin Beichen stood on the back of the God King Statue, restraining it firmly and making it lie on the ground unable to move. Then he raised his head at a 45-degree angle, looked at Yanying, and said with a smile: "Sister, I am not handsome.
Handsome? Does this count as a sign of admiration?"
Yanying stayed in the wheelchair, his eyes widened and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he did not speak.
The battle is over.
There is silence between heaven and earth.
Whether it was Ling Chi, Yan Ying, Gao Shenghan, Ling Wu and others, or other powerful men from the alliance, they all subconsciously rubbed their eyes.
Isn't it an illusion?
No, no, no, no?
The statue of the God King, which caused the God King's army to collapse in an instant and almost caused the Alliance army to fall into disaster, was knocked down like a giant sandbag with no power to fight back?
People's eyes were confused and shocked.
Then it slowly turned into ecstasy.
When the shock receded from their hearts, the joy of surviving the disaster overwhelmed them like a frenzy.
Won.
Lin Beichen won.
The omnipotent Mr. Lin, he won again and again.
The cheers were like a tsunami, spreading throughout the world.
Whether they were human race or sea race, all the creatures cheered for joy, roared high notes that even they themselves could not understand, and subconsciously performed various celebratory movements, completely letting go.
Ling Chi looked at Lin Beichen.
Although this young man is a brain-dead dude, I don’t know why, but the more I look at him, the more he fits the image of my brother-in-law.