Chapter four hundred and seventy-fifth the situation of Nanlin and Beiwei has been completed
In a very hidden cave in the Temple Mountain.
Evil symbols circulate on the stone wall, forming an invisible barrier.
The mysterious figure, whose whole body was shrouded in dark cyan light, trembled, opened his eyes suddenly, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop.
"How could this be?"
There was an incomprehensible color in her eyes.
This operation was not just hers alone.
The orthodox god of the Aurora Empire was also involved.
The purpose is to seize the faith of the Lord of the Dividing Sword so that she can join the orthodox god belief of the host Zhenzhou.
This time's plan can be said to be the right time, right place, right people, and everything.
But he was defeated by that dude again.
Is this little thief really born to defeat me?
He ruined my life every time.
Slowly wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the expression in the eyes of the mysterious strong man became complicated again.
The Lord of Swords should not have shown up.
It's impossible to show up.
Not only did the result appear, but the cultivation level revealed was far more terrifying than expected.
What happened in the God Realm?
The promise made by the god that the Aurora Empire believed in was not fulfilled. Was the action a failure, or was it just a pretext to spread suspicion, but it was actually used against itself?
If it's the latter...
There was a trace of hatred on the face of the mysterious strong man.
She stood up immediately and quickly left the hidden cave.
"Yunmeng City is already a place of right and wrong, and we cannot stay here for long."
She was about to leave.
"Yaoxie, where can you escape?"
A majestic heavenly voice descended.
But it was the giant stone statue that appeared above her head.
In the eyes of the giant statue, divine light was ejected, like two small suns suspended in the void. The divine runes inside were flowing, and the beams of light shone down, containing endless power. It fixed her in place, waved the stone sword, and cut her down with one strike.
.
The power of the sword is astonishing.
"Want to kill me? It's not that easy."
The mysterious strong man sneered and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Dark red blood condensed strangely in the air.
She raised her hand and waved it, like a pen moving like a dragon or a snake. It seemed slow but was actually urgent. Her fingers had already drawn a magic talisman with her own blood.
The strokes of the talisman are simple, the lines are clumsy, and there is a faint charm of heaven.
It can transfer the power of heaven and earth, see lightning and flint, and merge into the mysterious and powerful body.
I saw a dark red light suddenly bursting out from her whole body.
A new and powerful force emerged.
The concentration of the beams in the stone statue's eyes was instantly broken.
The figure of the mysterious powerful man rose up from the sky, and the light disappeared. In the blink of an eye, no trace could be seen.
The statue of the god was chopped down with one sword, and the giant stone sword directly cut a dark and deep sword mark halfway up the mountainside of the temple mountain, which was a thousand meters long.
There is now an additional Sword Valley in the Temple Mountain.
This sword caused all the divine power condensed in the giant statue to finally pour out.
The huge body that was originally so powerful gradually dimmed in brilliance, and the talismans on it also disappeared into the body. The activity dissipated and turned into a white rock statue again.
This statue is 100 meters high and has a lifelike shape. It stands on the side of the Sword Valley and looks majestic.
"I can't catch you."
On Lin Beichen's cell phone, he received a message from Jian Xue Wuming, saying: "This demon god has a superb mind and amazing courage. He may become your mortal enemy in the future. Brother Chen, you need to be more careful."
Lin Beichen only felt that his whole body was swollen and tiredness was coming over him like a tide.
Go up the square below.
A huge pit of blood.
Mr. Lianshan slowly crawled out of the pit, his face full of despair: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it..."
"You should be punished for blaspheming the divine power."
Lin Beichen looked down from the sky, his eyes locked on the culprit.
"Haha, Kamui? God?"
Mr. Lianshan looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "The so-called gods are just more powerful creatures. How are they essentially different from us mortals? How can they be so high above us that they can control our life and death?"
Huh?
This guy has the brilliance of Renaissance enlightenment thought.
Lin Beichen was surprised when he heard this.
What you said is indeed correct.
If you put it somewhere else, maybe this handsome man will actually like you.
But you are my enemy...
Keep the dog on leash!
Lin Beichen had a thought in his mind.
call out!
One of the hundreds of swords floating beside him shot down through the air, like a flash of light, piercing the chest and heart of Mr. Lianshan, who had lost the power to resist.
"Hehehehe..."
Mr. Lianshan looked up to the sky and smiled miserably, muttering to himself: "Success or failure is in vain, the green mountains are still there, only Zhu Yangai... Hahaha, I tried it, I don't regret it, it's just... What a pity, what a pity
Ah, what a pity..."
The voice gradually weakened, and finally he sighed a few times and died slowly.
The great formation master who was so powerful in Qiancao Province fell like this.
Lin Beichen's eyes were calm and calm.
Since he is an enemy, he must be killed.
It cannot be left to the kindness of women.
Especially a dangerous person like Mr. Lianshan, who is a mainstay of the Wei family, and the hatred between himself and the Wei family seems to be irresolvable, how can he let the tiger return to the mountain?
This battle seems to have finally come to an end.
"The troops in the mountains still haven't evacuated?"
Lin Beichen stood in the sky, looking down, the divine power surged, the sound was like rolling thunder, and the sound waves were like a hurricane, sweeping down from the temple mountain.
The Xinjin Army soldiers in the square and stationed at the foot of the mountain were horrified.
The battlefield had actually been covered in darkness before.
The troops at the foot of the mountain, the people in Yunmeng City, and the people inside and outside the province did not know the outcome of the battle. They could only hear the sound of the battle, but could not see the scene.
The live broadcast signal has also been cut off long ago.
The message is cut off.
The only people who watched the battle scenes, understood the battle process, and knew the outcome of the battle were the hundreds of sergeants in the square who came to be executed but were deprived of their swords.
Plop, plop!
The sergeants in the square knelt down in unison.
"Ask my God for forgiveness."
"God, we were wrong..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I have disobeyed your Majesty, and my sin is unforgivable..."
Some soldiers cried bitterly, kowtowed repeatedly, and prayed for forgiveness to the God of Faith in their hearts.
They are soldiers.
He is also a swordsman.
The swordsmen of the Beihai Empire are famous in Zhenzhou, Dongdao.
The army is also mostly composed of swordsmen.
As a swordsman, the Lord of the Sword is an eternal belief.
The reason why they went up the mountain to carry out the killing order was because they believed the instructions from above and firmly believed that Yunmeng Temple had betrayed the faith of the Lord of Swords and was a shameful group of God-betrayers. They killed everyone in Yunmeng Temple.
It is an act of truly defending the majesty of the Lord of the Sword.
At this moment, I suddenly woke up from my dream.
Only then did he realize what a heinous crime he had committed.
Each and every one of them couldn't help but cry bitterly and regretful.
The soldiers at the foot of the mountain were in inexplicable horror.
When the fog covering the battlefield dissipated, they saw Lin Beichen standing in the void like a god. It was completely different from the news and information conveyed by the previous officers.
"Could it be..."
"Has Yunmeng Temple received the forgiveness and approval of the Lord of the Sword?"
"What happened on the mountain?"
"Evacuate, evacuate immediately, leave the Temple Mountain, and do not violate God's will."
The officers and generals were no longer able to restrain the soldiers under their command, and the troops retreated down the mountain like a tide.
"It's the breath of the Lord of Swords."
"Lin Beichen, the favored one of the gods, has once again been recognized by the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian."
"Wrong, we were wrong."
A famous sergeant knelt down on the ground and bowed to the ground in repentance.
The Lord of the Sword's belief has a huge influence on the warriors of this country. It can be said that it goes deep into the soul, comes from the bone marrow, and is imprinted on the sea of consciousness, which will be indelible forever.
The warriors watching the battle at the foot of the mountain were also stunned.
How could it end like this?
Yunmeng Temple reversed the inevitable defeat.
It seems that the person who can turn the tide is Lin Beichen, the favored person of God.
Has a new genius finally emerged?
The situation where the two arrogant rivals of the Southern Forest and Northern Guards were competing for supremacy seemed to have suddenly formed at this moment.
Each warrior also knelt on the spot, saluting and praying.
And on the stone steps of Yunmeng Temple.
"Pity……"
Old Man Hai sighed and shook his head slightly.
The goddess of the sea tribe said: "The overall situation has been decided. The victory or defeat of this battle will not affect our tribe's actions. Get ready to start... I will go and say goodbye to him."
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Oh wow, finally finished before midnight, no more butterfly swimming.