Everyone was staring intently at the space that was constantly trembling like waves.
Once the master of the Changsheng Pavilion successfully kills Lin Beichen and comes out, a fierce battlefield will soon form here.
It is absolutely difficult for people from the Beichen Sect and the martial arts world to resist two invincible strong men, not to mention there are many peak heavenly men like Duan Shanhe.
"Hahaha, we can attack Beichen Sect soon. The treasures in Beichen Sect must be piled up in mountains, right? I'm really looking forward to it."
Wolf King Saget looked excited, staring at the crack in the void, his eyes shining with bloodthirsty light.
The wolf hairs all over his body were like steel needles, standing on end at the moment, obviously ready for an attack.
"After many twists and turns, the dragon of Xia Kingdom has finally been beheaded, and we can go back and resume our lives."
The great priest of R Country Iga stroked his gray beard, and jets of sharp sword light shot out from his pupils, with a terrifying aura all over his body.
"Yes, once Jing Zhao died, the martial arts world of our country R was almost in disarray. Lin Beichen's death this time is a great thing for the martial arts of our country R."
"Lin Beichen is the current genius of the Xia Kingdom and a taboo figure. If his name is mentioned in Country R, people will tremble in fear. If he is not eliminated, how will martial arts be developed?"
The other two great priests also echoed, with determination to kill in their eyes.
"You two, this time I will use Lin Beichen's body to pay homage to the soul of my dead brother! And today, I will take all the members of the Beichen Sect into the deep sea and sacrifice them to the Sea Clan!"
Ao Si's face was cold. He was wearing a pair of dark blue treasure armor, which was covered with moisture, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
As long as this thing is done, he will have absolute prestige in Atlantis from now on!
Just when everyone was waiting and anxious.
A golden light suddenly rushed into the arena, carrying a powerful aura.
Immediately, in the Changsheng Pavilion camp that had lost its invincibility, three strong men at the peak of heaven and man stood up and blocked this terrifying wave.
"Humph, damn Li Changsheng is actually playing tricks on me!"
The old sword god returned to the field with a depressed look on his face. Because he was so angry, his breath did not calm down at all. Even Zhou Haotian felt a palpitation in his heart.
"Senior Sword God, what's wrong?"
Zhou Haotian asked with doubts.
Li Changsheng said before that evil cultivators were attacking the Shushan Sword Palace, so the old sword god rushed back in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, everything was as usual in Shushan Sword Palace, and he realized that he had been transferred away from the mountain!
Immediately, the old sword god activated the Yulong Tianzhou and quickly returned to Dongyang Mountain.
Listening to the introduction of what happened before by the people around him, the old sword god also frowned and became worried about Lin Beichen.
He looked at the gradually fluctuating space and mobilized all his divine power to prepare for the counterattack from Changsheng Pavilion.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the old sword god's originally frowning brow relaxed, and a look of deep disbelief appeared in his twinkling eyes.
"Could it be that... Sect Leader Lin is not dead?"
"This...this is simply a miracle!"
He had sacrificed the sword embryo for some time before, and now he suddenly sensed that the sword embryo was not ownerless.
If there is an owner, it is impossible for the sword embryo to recognize its owner in such a short period of time!
Then there is only one possibility, that is, Lin Beichen is still alive, and the dead people are the Master of the Changsheng Pavilion and the Red Archbishop!
"Hahaha! It seems that you all have made a mistake. Sect Leader Lin is still alive!"
The hearty laughter of the old sword god resounded throughout the venue, and everyone else looked at it in stunned silence.
"Lin Beichen is still alive?"
Saget was stunned for a moment, then he covered his stomach and laughed: "Old Sword God, I think you are an old fool, right?"
"The Master of the Changsheng Pavilion and the Red Archbishop are both the most powerful people in the world! Who is Lin Beichen? Can he still survive in front of them?"
Outside the entire Beichen Sect's mountain gate, the besieging tribesmen were all laughing.
A young man from the Changsheng Pavilion walked out and said with a disdainful smile: "Lin Beichen is only a mere god. It's unclear whether he can survive in the cracks in the void."
"What's more, the Pavilion Master often practices in the turbulence of the void. Isn't it easy to deal with Lin Beichen?"
"Who is Lin Beichen? He is just a newcomer who dares to stir up trouble in the martial arts world. Today next year will be his death anniversary!"
Everyone in Changsheng Pavilion also said in succession.
"Today next year will be your death anniversary."
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from the void.
"Wow!"
But the expression of the person who spoke just now suddenly froze, his head suddenly fell down, and blood spurted out from his neck more than ten feet high!
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the void finally cracked completely.
Lin Beichen, who was covered in blood, held the sword embryo and walked out of the void step by step.
He was almost a bloody man. Although he was very tired and had wounds everywhere on his body, his eyes were very bright.
"Your pavilion master and the old Westerner were killed by me. Now you surrender and abandon your cultivation. I will spare your lives."
Lin Beichen's indifferent words resounded throughout the venue.
He stood in the void, dressed in blood, with a domineering look in his eyes, looking down at the people of Changsheng Pavilion and Atlantis.
"This...this is impossible."
Most of the tribesmen in Changsheng Pavilion looked like teenagers and girls, and their expressions suddenly changed at this moment.
But they suddenly felt that this was probably true, because there was no more fluctuation in the void!
"Quickly, take a look at the Pavilion Master's soul lamp!"
Everyone's expression changed, everyone's face turned pale, and they could hardly believe their eyes.
But Lin Beichen, who is in the realm of gods, is alive, but their invincible pavilion master is dead?
This is simply a myth.
In the middle of them, a man who looked about thirty years old hurriedly took out a soul lamp from the Qiankun Bag.
However, just when the turquoise-green soul lamp was taken out, it suddenly exploded with a bang!
In an instant, all the members of the Changsheng Pavilion turned pale!
"The soul lamp is broken... the soul lamp is broken!"
"Pavilion Master...wuwu..."
The members of the Changsheng Pavilion began to cry one by one. From the moment they arrived at the Changsheng Pavilion, the Pavilion Master was like a god, always looking like a young man.
But today, they saw the Pavilion Master's soul lamp broken!
"Lin Beichen! You must be lying to us. The master of the pavilion is an invincible man. Can you kill him? I don't believe it!"
But there are still some people who grit their teeth and don't believe that the Master of the Changsheng Pavilion is really dead.
"I'll only say it once!"
"Those who destroy their own cultivation!"
"No kill!"
Lin Beichen's eyes were full of indifference and he said coldly.
He took out the Qiankun bag, and as if to prove what he just said, he took out the red archbishop's scepter and raised it high above his head.