The strange scene in front of him really made Lin Xiaoqiang feel very unexpected, could it be that the old rulers didn't feel pain?

It seemed that this was indeed the case, Lin Xiaoqiang saw that the entire ten thousand versions of the Blue Dragon Sword were inserted into the eyes of the old ruler in front of him, not only did it not react, but those wounds were even squirming and recovering.

What the hell, how could such a monster appear in this world?

The tentacles of the Old Dominator did not react, and the tentacles did not move, as if they were frozen in mid-air, but the tentacles that were pinching themselves did not relax.

Lin Xiaoqiang struggled, but there was nothing to do, this fleshy tentacle didn't even leave him a single gap, from the soles of his feet to his neck, and now only half of his neck and a head could be moved all over his body.

Lin Xiaoqiang felt that if he continued to be pinched like this, his body would be unbearable sooner or later, and seeing that the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect had no effect, he also had no intention of killing the old god in front of him.

The sword of the green dragon in his hand dissipated, and the flesh of the huge tentacle instantly filled this gap, and Lin Xiaoqiang was blocked again before he even had time to move his fingers.

Looking at the old god in front of him helplessly, Lin Xiaoqiang shouted to it in despair: "Can you understand human words?"

The old god didn't react at all, and his whole body fell silent, if it weren't for the thousands of eyes in front of him and the emotional expression, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was dead.

"You should give me a reaction!" Lin Xiaoqiang said, and began to condense his Blue Dragon Sword again.

This time he was going to make a bold attempt to use his psionic sense to control his weapon.

After all, spiritual consciousness is only a means of observing objects, and although there is a certain amount of spiritual power in it, it is still a bit too difficult to use a weapon.

There are two kinds of things that a martial artist can release outside his body, one is spiritual consciousness, and the other is spiritual power.

The former has the effect of observation, and the latter has the effect of deterrence, showing that everywhere it goes, it can be deterred.

Spiritual consciousness has a little bit of spiritual power, so it can affect reality a little. And Lingwei, there is no entity at all, issued from the realm of martial arts, not only can't be seen or touched, but there is no way to directly prove its real existence, it is difficult to say that this is not the imagination of the martial artist, but Lingwei can indeed deter the martial artist, which is equivalent to proving that it is a real existence.

Through the spiritual power in his spiritual sense, Lin Xiaoqiang condensed the sword of the green dragon in front of his eyes, controlled the long sword through his weak spiritual sense, and slashed the tentacles that wrapped him again and again.

The power of spiritual consciousness is very weak, it may not even be comparable to the strength of an ordinary person, and the sword of the green dragon can only leave a white mark on the tentacles, if you want to save yourself by this, I am afraid that there is no way to die of old age.

I was thinking about how to break free from the old gods, but the things in front of me suddenly reacted.

The tentacles squirmed like sea snakes, except for pinching Lin Xiaoqiang's tentacles, everything else was stretching upward, writhing like kelp in the seawater, as if calling for something, extremely weird.

Lin Xiao forcibly shrunk his neck, and he had goosebumps when he saw this scene, for fear that those red and black tentacles would reach out to him.

At this moment, a loud sound suddenly came, and Song Wanhua's voice was filled with some anxiety, echoing loudly in her ears.

"Sword of Permafrost!"

At the same time as the voice fell, a white light flashed on his side, and the super huge frozen long sword directly cut off this tentacle.

At the same time as the tentacles were released, Lin Xiaoqiang summoned the wings of the Vermilion Bird again and flew frantically towards the sky, and the old god of the river pulled away.

Looking down, the huge frozen giant sword was almost the same length as the width of the old god, the giant sword was disappearing, and Song Wanhua's figure was also moving away.

"Beautiful!" Lin Xiaoqiang gave a thumbs up, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the huge tentacle stretching towards him again, so frightened that the wings of the Vermilion Bird suddenly fanned, and his body flew out a long distance.

The prey in his hand fled, the old god went crazy, the tentacles that swayed upwards were even more exaggerated, and eight giant tentacles stretched out towards Lin Xiaoqiang's position, and at the same time, his body was also moving in this direction.

Lin Xiaoqiang gasped, and without hesitation, he flapped the wings of the Vermilion Bird and pulled the distance away.

Seeing that Song Wanhua was below him, Lin Xiaoqiang landed, and before he could speak, Xiao Yanzhu opened his mouth to interrupt the words of the two, "Can't let it pass!"

"Let it pass, and the whole city will be bad!" Xiao Yanzhu's words made both of them stunned for a moment, as a demon clan, can she actually think about human beings?

"But...," Lin Xiaoqiang said hesitantly, "there's no way to kill it." ”

"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect has no effect, those swords pierced into the body of the Old Dominator, and they cut off contact with me..."Lin Xiaoqiang looked worriedly at the Old Dominator who was slowly moving in the sky, it rolled up the falling tentacle and put it into the mouth with triple protection.

Hearing the clattering sound coming from there, Xiao Yanzhu, who witnessed all this, leaned back and made a disgusted voice: "Wow..."

"Anyway, you can't bring it into the city," said Xiao Yanzhu, also worried, "but how do you stop it?"

"Have you ever seen the existence of this thing in the core of the world?" Song Wanhua suddenly said to Lin Xiaoqiang, "Do you know how to kill it?"

Lin Xiaoqiang was stunned, then recalled the scene he saw in the core of the world, turning back and forth, Lin Xiaoqiang shook his head: "I didn't see it, but the guardian should know that he watched the development of the whole world without falling a second." ”

"Then let's go..."

"It's a pity that the guy said that he wanted to experience life, and sealed all the memories and integrated them into ordinary people. ”

Lin Xiaoqiang's words made Song Wanhua shut up, in the face of this kind of monster that could not be killed, she rarely thought about it and thought of a way, but it didn't have any effect.

"What's the matter?" Song Wanhua asked worriedly, the problem in front of her was too difficult!

Looking at Xiao Hongzhi, who was frozen into ice on the ground, Lin Xiaoqiang frowned, and then said to Song Wanhua: "Go to the dean, ask the dean if there is any way, I will drag it as much as possible here." ”

"This..."Song Wanhua muttered hesitantly, undecided.

Seeing the old god above his head stretching out his tentacles to him again, Lin Xiaoqiang was anxious, "Don't rub it off! Go, the old god is down!"

The Vermilion Bird Wings appeared, and Lin Xiaoqiang climbed to the height again, this time he did not look at the eyes of the old god, but observed the movements of the old god with the corner of his eye.

Luckily, it's coming to its side.