Chapter 689: On the Sword

"Let's go, go to the next level."

Casually put the godhead into the space ring, the road to the next layer actually doesn't need to look for it, the direction the tile came from, a bunch of heavy treasures placed on a flat boulder, the most attractive thing is naturally the two godheads that exude the breath of the gods.

In addition to the two gods, there are also three artifacts placed on the flat boulder, which are shining brightly.

"The two earth-based godheads, it seems that one is a middle godhead, one is a high-level godhead, plus the lower godhead of the tile, they have all helped me prepare, and the service is really thoughtful."

Lin Xin shook his head sarcastically and set his eyes on the three artifacts, a knife, a stick, and a sword.

The knife is a divine knife, the whole body is blood-red, and the aura is surging to the sky, it is a knife of killing.

The stick is a magic stick, pure gold, nine feet and nine inches long, revealing the meaning of immortal perfection, if you take it to defend, I am afraid it can be leaky, and the attack is even more domineering.

The last sword is dull and dull, and the whole body is black and gray, but with Lin Xin's vision, he can naturally see that the divine object is restrained, not inferior to the previous two divine weapons, and the divine sword is integrated with the environment, and it cannot be separated from the sword distance, it is an assassin's blade.

Of course, what made Lin Xin pay attention was more than that, seeing this divine sword reminded Lin Xin of the past, when she was a little martial artist, the first weapon she took was a sword, which had many similarities with this divine sword.

"That's it, there are no weapons available in the outside world, so I abandoned them, but since I met you, you will accompany me to this cemetery!"

By the time the three high priests came after him, Lin Xin had already picked up his sword and walked down the next floor.

When Lin Xin came to the thirteenth floor, he found that the environment on the thirteenth floor was much better than that on the twelfth floor.

At least it was not a pure dark space, but a spacious and bright hall, with four dragon stone pillars standing in all directions, paved with countless blue bricks under their feet.

The two gods guarded this layer, one god was wearing a blue wolf armor, with golden hair and beard, like a golden lion king, but his face was calm, holding a broad-faced black gold sword in both hands, raising his body in front of him, and quietly looking at Lin Xin who entered this layer.

"Little ghost, how did you get into this level, my brother?"

On the other side, there was a fluctuation in the air, and a black-robed man with a seven-point resemblance to Tug suddenly appeared, and he said hoarsely.

"You are?"

Looking at the gods who were extremely similar to Tuge, although Lin Xin had a guess in his heart, he still asked.

"Tug, Tug is my brother."

"I heard that you didn't leave the Graveyard of the Gods after breaking through, is this a scam?"

"Scam? Joke, do you know how much benefit it is to stay in the cemetery of the gods, a drop of the power of the main god for ten thousand years, you can't ask for it outside, and the price is only to stay here for ten thousand years, and the fool will not do it. Don't try to get around the topic and say, did my brother die at your hands? ”

Tu Xin's eyes were cold, as if as long as Lin Xin said yes, he would be put to death.

Lin Xin looked at Tu Mi and nodded, shook his head again, turned his gaze to the blonde god of the blue wolf divine armor, and suddenly asked a nonsense.

"You use a sword?"

Blonde deity said.

"When I was a child, I worked as a farmer at home, cutting grass with a sword, and later wandering in the material plane, I couldn't use other weapons, so I could only use a sword."

And then he also asked a nonsense.

"You also use a sword?"

Lin Xin held the Nameless Divine Sword Dao.

"The first time I came into contact with martial arts, it was many years ago, at that time I didn't know anything, the master practiced swords, and I learned what the master taught, so I used swords."

After speaking, he seemed to be immersed in memories and said lightly.

"Thinking that I am now a master of swordsmanship, it is really a snap of a finger... The past is still like last night. ”

Listening to these shameless words, the King of Slaughter and the others who had just caught up from the twelfth floor were collectively silent.

Lin Xin said another nonsense.

"How are your swordsmanship?"

Blonde deity said.

"It's not good, I've practiced for tens of thousands of years, cutting people is like chopping grass, it's all about the sword in hand, and others are

Sword God, but I am a god of agriculture, born to cut grass. The sword is always nondescript and ridiculous. ”

Then, naturally, he asked again.

"What about you?"

Lin Xin said.

"My sword has long since fallen, and this sword is still the reward I just got from the twelfth floor... It's a shame to say it. ”

The Lord of Killing.

“......”

High priest, Valkyrie.

“......”

The blonde deity continued.

"I only have one move with my sword."

"Which move?"

"I'm only going to chop, I can't do anything but this action."

Lin Xin sighed.

"That's enough."

"Why?"

"I am not good at swordsmanship, I can't slash, I can only rely on the sharpness of the sword to deceive people."

The Lord of Killing.

“......”

High priest, Valkyrie.

“......”

The blonde god sighed.

"It's rare to know each other, I really don't want to fight with you."

Lin Xin said.

"If you don't fight, then sit down and talk."

The Lord of Killing.

“......”

High priest, Valkyrie.

“......”

Blonde deity said.

"Okay, let's sit down and talk."

After that, he put the broad-backed black gold sword in his hand on his lap and sat down with his legs open, just like a farmer who was enjoying the shade at the entrance of the village after work, chatting and bragging.

Lin Xin actually sat down as well, and the nameless long sword he had just obtained was placed across his knees.

Tu Mo was a little speechless.

However, he has been with the blonde god for thousands of years, and he also knows how powerful the other party is, although he has a thousand words in his heart, he does not dare to interject.

Lin Xin looked up and saw the contempt wrapped in the ink-colored cloak and said.

"He doesn't use a sword?"