Four hundred and seventieth chapters God mighty demon
"The statue under the crown has revived."
The beautiful girl priests in the temple cheered in shock and excitement.
This statue contains the power of the devout prayers and beliefs of the civilians of Yunmeng City for decades, and it cannot be driven by the followers of the evil god.
This scene explains everything.
Their faith has returned.
Boom boom boom!
Loud noises were heard one after another, spreading hundreds of miles away.
Ten statues of gods soared into the sky, like clones of the master of the sword. The stone sword in his hand slashed through the void, shattering the sword wings behind Mr. Lianshan. The endless sword energy vibrated out, covering him from all directions.
Boom boom boom!
The void vibrates.
Mr. Lianshan held the divine domain in one hand and made the sword seal with the other.
The four pairs of sword wings behind him waved, and the sky was filled with sword light, which was so majestic. During the slashing, a huge silver lightsaber was transformed into it, slashing the sky and the earth.
The air moved away like waves.
Boom boom boom!
One by one, the statues of gods were chopped off, and then they turned into streams of light and rushed towards them.
Terrible energy riots roared continuously in the void.
Silver-white energy flames burst out in all directions, like clusters of silver fireworks blooming in the sky, with a dazzling beauty, like stars, shattering in the void, releasing a sense of destruction
Appeal.
Strong men like Cui Hao and Ding Sanshi also had solemn expressions.
This is no longer a situation they can reconcile.
Because this is a battle between gods.
It's a battle between gods.
If both sides of the war had not consciously restrained the aftermath to prevent the temple below from being affected, then the entire Temple Mountain, and even Yunmeng City, would have become a ruins like a land of death.
What kind of evil god is able to fight for such a long time with the cloned idol of the Lord of Swords, Jun Mian?
The two great master-level experts were both puzzled.
And Lin Beichen watched the ten statues of gods fighting together with Mr. Lianshan, and couldn't help but send a WeChat message asking: "How is it, can it be done? Ten of them beat one, and they still can't win?"
"Brother Chen, don't be anxious."
Jianxue Wuming replied: "That's the true form of the evil god. It has descended into the lower realm and is difficult to deal with."
When Lin Beichen heard this, his heart tightened and he said, "Wait a minute, what's the state of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mianxia? Isn't he in trouble?"
"How can it be?"
Jianxue Wuming flatly denied it.
She sent a message, saying: "The Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian, is the leading god in the God Realm. He is wise, powerful, and holy. He just killed a thousand people in order to calm down a catastrophic battle that swept the entire God Realm."
Many opposing god kings and millions of god warriors have saved the world. They are just a little exhausted at this time. However, with your contribution of the [Chonglou] sacred herb, Fei Du is recovering.
I don’t want to kill the opponent quickly at this time, I just want to use this to observe the origin of the evil god so that I can wipe out all the evil power behind him!"
When Lin Beichen heard this, he was in awe.
"The Master of the Sword, Lord Jun, is worthy of the belief in the sword."
he said.
"That is."
Jian Xue Wuming sent a message, saying: "Wu Shuang has no right."
In the blink of an eye, the battle situation in the sky has changed.
The sword wing behind Mr. Lianshan's back, I don't know when, actually changed slightly. It was no longer a pure silver color, but had a faint dark red color in the silver light, as if it was contaminated.
Blood stains are common.
boom!
The sword wing chopped down.
A statue of the Lord of Swords was shattered on the spot.
Damn it?
Lin Beichen was a little confused.
Boom boom boom!
Mr. Lianshan's momentum was violent, and there was faint blood flowing in his eyes.
The dark red color of the sword wing behind his back became more and more obvious.
During the slashing, four more statues were directly knocked away and shattered into pieces in the void.
The remaining five statues seemed unable to hold up.
"What's happening?"
Lin Beichen sent a frantic WeChat message, saying: "I feel that the identity of the Lord, His Majesty, is going to be suppressed."
Jianxue Wuming sent a message, saying: "Don't panic, everything is under control."
The words were not spoken yet.
Boom boom boom boom!
There were four more statues of gods. Mr. Lianshan, who went crazy and mutated, controlled the sword wings and chopped them into pieces of rubble that filled the sky.
"Are you under control of everything? Do you have any misunderstandings?"
Lin Beichen was anxious.
"You are ready, I... Your Majesty is about to start."
Jianxue Wuming replied to the message.
launch?
Launch what?
Lin Beichen was stunned and even more panicked.
A bad premonition is growing crazily.
And at this time——
"Hahahahaha..."
Mr. Lianshan laughed, his voice was like thunder, stirring the void, and said: "Lin Beichen, you are a despicable God-bearer and a shameless evil believer. Today, in the name of the Lord of the Sword, I will put an end to you, this shameless person.
The sinful life in this world..."
"You will die if you don't brag."
Lin Beichen's figure grew taller again.
He raised his hand and made a sword seal with both hands on his chest.
"That is……"
Ding Sanshi's eyes lit up.
Cui Hao's eyes were also fixed on Lin Beichen's hand. That sword mark was definitely familiar to the swordsmen of the Beihai Empire.
Divine power!
The devil!
It is a two-stroke swordsman specially designed to target evil spirits from outside the world.
It is widely spread among the kendo warriors in the empire.
It was specially created by the master of the sword, Jun Mian, for the imperial swordsmen to use when dealing with evil spirits outside the world.
These two moves are as simple as they come, and as clever as they are clumsy.
It seems very simple, and countless swordsmen have practiced it.
However, the effects of cultivation are not the same for everyone.
At this time, Lin Beichen obviously once again carried a wisp of the Lord of Sword's will in his body. When the Lord of Sword personally performed the [divine power] and [demon-slaying] sword styles, as soon as his handprints came out, there was an invisible force between heaven and earth.
The gathering of power.
It was a collection of iron and blood, essence and energy, spirit and soul that were condensed by thousands of swordsmen in the empire in the process of practicing these two moves to kill the demonic disciples.
There is righteousness in heaven and earth, which condenses into a vast soul.
When the sword rises, ghosts and gods will be shocked; when the sword falls, the world will be leveled!
I saw the fragments of the falling statue broken between heaven and earth, suddenly erupting with brilliant power again, and the light burst out, as if it had lost the restraint of gravity, it floated into the sky again, turned into dots of starlight, and headed towards Lin Beichen
In front of you, gathered together.
The broken stone sword is also blooming with divine brilliance and condensed.
The only statue that had not been chopped into pieces was suspended in front of Lin Beichen.
Fragments of other stone statues were gathered together, like armor, and were assembled on the body of this complete statue, causing it to continuously 'expand', and its figure grew taller, like a giant in the sky and earth. In an instant, it turned into a statue that was a hundred meters tall.
The tall giant statue of the Lord of Swords.
The stone sword in his hand also condensed with other stone swords and turned into a giant sword over a hundred meters long.
The idol, the divine sword, the glorious divine power.
"Slut!"
"Kamiwei!"
The stone statue opened its mouth.
The voice of the gods stirred between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the two sword seals in Lin Beichen's hands were finally completed.
The left hand is the demon seal, and the right hand is the divine power seal.
"Welcome to the judgment."
Lin Beichen shouted loudly.
The statue in front of him was blooming with all kinds of divine brilliance. With one step, he was already in front of Mr. Lianshan and slashed with the giant stone sword.
The void tears apart.
"No……"
Mr. Lianshan was horrified.
The four pairs of dark red giant divine wings behind him, at this moment, were like rotten wood, vulnerable to a blow, and were chopped into pieces between the divine swords.
A drop of dark red divine blood scattered in the sky.
Mr. Lianshan was covered in blood and fell towards the ground.