The first thousand one hundred and ninety-eighth chapters, deep in a dead end
Using the power of Galong to control the magic mace, the power is simply destroying the world.
Even the peak monks in fusion cannot withstand it.
Of course, it was mainly because Long Yanchuan was too proud. He was angry with Lin Xi's words and his own realm was higher, so he never thought about hiding.
It's very stupid to resist the magic mace.
If Long Yanchuan chose to hide, Lin Xi actually had no way to defeat him.
The magic mace consumes a huge amount, and Lin Xi dare not use it too many times.
But Long Yanchuan did not hide. In the public eye, when Lin Xi "insulted" the God Emperor Sect, he could not hide. He had to kill Lin Xi in the strongest posture.
So he lost.
The body gradually collapsed under the spread of the power of the divine mace. Only by relying on the Emperor Seal to suppress the injuries can the injury be ensured that the injury does not continue to worsen.
"Get out, I will come to the door to settle some of the accounts slowly."
This sentence reached Long Yanchuan's ears, and his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
If you make me like this, you still have to come to settle the score with me?
Is there any reason for this?
"Master Master!" The monks from the God Emperor Sect gathered together and supported Long Yanchuan.
They were shocked, probably because they didn't expect that the sect leader was so seriously injured.
Does the successor of Guiyuan have such strong strength?
This is inconsistent with the legend.
The spiritual world is too big, and the northern border is too big, so the transmission of information is naturally time-sensitive. Moreover, the descendants of Guiyuan are not famous people in the world, so some people even heard about the deeds of Guiyuan’s descendants not long ago.
Someone shouted: "Hurry up, help the sect leader stabilize his injuries!"
Everyone immediately reacted and sacrificed their imperial seals one after another.
The surging dragon energy intertwined and gathered, pouring into Long Yanchuan's body. Long Yanchuan's face finally improved a little, but it might not be so easy to recover completely.
"The successor of the Ghost Abyss!" The monk from the God Emperor Sect gritted his teeth: "Let's go together to avenge the sect leader!"
The crowd was excited.
Lin Xi is now officially a thorn in the eyes of the God Emperor Sect.
Want to get rid of it quickly.
But Long Yanchuan growled: "Stop it."
Everyone stopped and looked at the sect leader in confusion.
"You are not his opponent." Long Yanchuan gasped and said a little heavy and urgent: "Wait for a while, he won't live long."
There are two cultivators who are in the early stage of the fusion of the God Emperor Sect during this trip, but even the sect leader is defeated. It is obvious that they cannot be the opponents of the descendants of the Ghost Abyss.
But with the others, no matter how powerful the descendants of Guiyuan were, they would inevitably be suppressed by them.
Lin Xi sneered: "Why, are you going to stare at me and stare at me to death?"
"Do you think there are only people from my God Emperor Sect?" Long Yanchuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "I don't know why these people in the golden robe care about you so much, but today, you are doomed."
The people from the God Emperor Sect stopped rushing up, but spread out and blocked Lin Xi's possible escape.
If there is a safer way, there is naturally no need to fight desperately.
They just need to watch Lin Xi die coldly.
Lin Xi frowned: "Who else?"
Long Yanchuan did not answer, and looked at Lin Xi condescendingly, as if he was looking at a corpse. Even if he was defeated, he would be a proud emperor.
At this time, the golden light rose again.
"Hahahaha, the God Emperor's Sect is here too? What a coincidence." A hearty laughter came, and a tall figure came in the air, with a national face, a normal facial features, but a thick breath that made people suffocate, revealing a sense of eternity and reproduction.
The monks have different tough temperaments.
Hu Tiangan, the great elder of the Houtu Sect, has arrived.
Naturally, there were many monks from the Fortu Sect following him.
"Where is that successor of Guiyuan? Come out and kill me quickly. I still have something to do after I kill you!" Hu Tiangan shouted at the top of his throat.
Long Yanchuan frowned, and a little disgust appeared in his eyes.
Hu Tiangan noticed Long Yanchuan keenly and grinned: "Isn't this Your Majesty Long? Why is it so injured? You shouldn't be injured by the descendants of Guiyuan."
"Hmph, take care of yourself." Long Yanchuan sneered.
Hu Tiangan was a little surprised.
Admitted?
Is this Ghost Abyss successor so powerful?
By the way, if the strength is very weak, there is no need for these people in the golden robe to ask the Houtu Sect for help.
Although he is rough and reckless, he is actually as careful as a hair.
Hu Tiangan's eyes fell on Lin Xi: "Are you the descendant of Guiyuan?"
"Not bad." Lin Xi glanced sideways: "You are also the man in the golden robe who came to kill me? It seems that he has also been favored by the man in the golden robe. How many ascenaries have they hunted?"
Hu Tiangan was stunned, and a little fear flashed in his eyes.
Maybe I didn't expect Lin Xi to come up and question it like this.
No wonder the man in the golden robe wanted to kill him.
Hu Tiangan thought he knew the reason why the man in the golden robe hated the descendants of Guiyuan.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Hu Tiangan said carelessly: "What ascenator."
Lin Xi was too lazy to argue: "If you want to kill me, just do it, I'm here."
"I'm quite arrogant. I admire the arrogant people the most in my life. But don't worry, wait, it's a long time to let you live a little longer."
Hu Tiangan replied with a smile.
He is far less reckless than he looks like on the outside.
He knew very well that if things were so simple, the man in the golden robe would not have found the Houtu Sect.
I am different from the idiots in the God Emperor Sect.
So he would rather be more at ease.
A trace of confusion flashed in Lin Xi's eyes, and then she sarcastically said, "That's all the spirits?"
Anger arose in Hu Tiangan's heart, and the rest of the Houtu Sect also began to get angry.
But they did not have an attack, and they probably had reached some consensus long ago.
After a while, many monks flew over in the golden light, and their aura was not weak at all. They surrounded Lin Xi.
Among these people, there are many monks of the fusion, all of whom are cultivators from all over the country.
"Hehe, it turns out that someone is here. The man in the golden robe really attaches great importance to you." Hu Tiangan's smile slowly became cold: "The descendant of Guiyuan, right? Look at me, I won't twist your head off as a chamber pot!"
The golden light became more and more intense in the distance, and more and more people in golden robes gathered.
Lin Xi smiled: "You group of idiots are just cannon fodders who come to delay time. You didn't expect why the man in the golden robe didn't dare to catch me, but instead sent you here?"
Everyone was slightly stunned.
"At worst, there is a semi-saint level protection."
Hu Tiangan laughed: "But what about the people who protect you? Why haven't they appeared for a long time? It's impossible to be by your side. It's useless to scare people."
"I am enough to deal with you." Lin Xi's face was full of disdain.
As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly angered the audience.
The monks present all came from major sects and sects from all over the country, with great reputations and extremely powerful martial arts passed down.
Although the title of the descendant of Guiyuan is a bit scary, it is not enough to shock them.
As Long Yanchuan said.
The power of Guiyuan has never extended to the outside world.
So, they have nothing to be afraid of.
"Kill him." Long Yanchuan could not wait any longer and spoke coldly, and the dragon's energy rushed. With a command, all the monks from the Divine Emperor Sect sacrificed magic weapons and left without hesitation.
The monks from other sects such as Houtu Sect no longer waited, and they all sacrificed their magical weapons and were preparing to kill the descendants of the Ghost Abyss directly.
Just kill a descendant of Guiyuan.
If you continue to be timid, wouldn’t you be ridiculed by the world?