Lin Beichen, who was in the battle, nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene.

"Yes, that's what you're supposed to do as the person with the second most powerful force in this scene. ”

He praised Loushanguan.

Seeing this, the white-haired ghost old man was shocked and angry.

This teenager is so distracted?

"Kill. ”

The black rod made a sword shadow in the sky, sprinkled layer by layer.

Lin Beichen swung his sword to block it.

Qiang Qiang Qiang.

The concussive roar of the sword and staff striking each other resounded through the heavens and the earth.

If such a battle scene is an anime, then the battle special effects budget at this time is absolutely burning wildly, and the average small company will definitely go bankrupt in an instant.

On the slopes of the surrounding valleys, there were snow waves rolling again.

It's like an avalanche again.

"Withdraw, go to the higher ground. ”

Flying Snow made a quick decision and made a choice.

The people in the camp reacted very quickly and quickly withdrew, trying to stay away from the battlefield of the two celestial beings, so as not to be affected.

Wang Zhong, in particular, runs faster than a dog.

As the second representative of the force value among the decent and regular camp characters in this episode, Lou Shanguan's performance is very righteous.

He's trying to cover the crowd.

Finally retreated to a safe distance, and when he looked up again, Lou Shanguan's heart set off a stormy wave.

Because he found that in the battlefield, Lin Beichen actually suppressed the white-haired ghost and the old man.

"Why does a young man who has just become a celestial have such a strong combat power?"

Although he had seen the intelligence and photo footage of Lin Beichen slashing into the Demon Liang Yuandao, Lou Shanguan was still shocked.

Because the white-haired owl in front of him, the battle coercion exuded by him was at least the level of a second-level celestial.

A second-level celestial, really can't beat a beginner celestial?

It's ridiculous.

But this is a fact.

Lou Shanguan suddenly remembered the previous words of the white-haired owl ghost old man.

What exactly is that so-called red star stone pendant?

Unexpectedly, this mysterious celestial man is so concerned?

The subtext of the white-haired owl ghost directly pointed out that the reason for Lin Beichen's cultivation to ascend was related to the missing former imperial god of war Lin Jinnan.

Could it be that in this world, it is still possible to make people who become quick successes?

Impossible.

Loushanguan instantly denied this inference.

As a peak martial arts grand master, he is stuck on the threshold of promotion, and he doesn't know how many years.

I know the horror of the realm of heaven and man.

Only gods and spirits can achieve celestial beings.

He looked up at the battle in the sky, felt the fluctuations of the innate Xuan Qi coming out of the battlefield, and felt it carefully.

For a powerhouse of his realm, it would be of great benefit to observe the life-and-death struggle of heaven and man so closely.

Rumble!

Bombardment again.

"Poof......

The white-haired owl ghost old man finally broke through the defense, was shocked by the sword light, spurted blood from his mouth, and flew out upside down.

And the silver sword in Lin Beichen's hand was shattered in an instant.

Judgment from above.

Lin Beichen occupies an absolute advantage.

"It's a pity, an ordinary sword, it's hard to fully withstand my strength...... Alas, the purple electric divine sword can't be taken out in the network disk again, embarrassing. ”

Lin Beichen casually changed to a new silver sword.

Without hesitation, he slashed out with a sword.

Sword three.

Assault, close-quarters, stabbing out.

Coherent.

The white clothes left a silver arc in the air.

A young man with a handsome face, the style of this sword is like a fairy in the dust.

Laugh at!

The sword light pierced the body of the white-haired owl old man.

But in the next moment, the latter's body dissipated like a cloud of green smoke.

Phantom?

Lin Beichen was shocked.

There was a faint fluctuation of energy behind him.

Lin Beichen didn't think about it, and slashed out with a backhand.

Sword Seven.

Wall of the Sword Wind.

Dozens of drops of blood, blocked by the wind wall, failed to bombard Lin Beichen's body.

A hundred meters away, the true body of the white-haired ghost old man, with a wrinkled face like orange peel, showed a hint of discoloration.

At this time, what kind of swordsmanship can actually block his own technique?

However, after a little induction, a treacherous sneer appeared on the white-haired owl's face: "Is the gold system innate Xuanqi?" Hehe, the killing power is really amazing, but ...... It's over. ”

Lin Beichen held his sword in his chest, and said curiously: "What's the end, that clone just now is your celestial skill?"

The true and false clones directly deceived his perception, and it was definitely not an ordinary star combat skill.

The white-haired owl didn't answer.

He gasped violently, and his chest made an eerie sound like an old bellows, rising and falling violently.

Part of the blood that spurted out before was blocked by Lin Beichen's sword wind wall, and the other part shimmered with a strange red glow, floating in the air around him, flowing slowly, as if it was spread out in an invisible pen tip, outlining strange lines in the air.

These blood-colored lines seem to be the art of Xuan Wen, but they are a little different.

Lin Beichen held his sword and observed carefully.

The pattern is a combination of words and lines, becoming a rectangular independent body, floating illusory around the body of the white-haired owl, sometimes red, like a burning torch......

This made Lin Beichen a little familiar.

He instantly thought of the ghost suppression talisman drawn by the Taoist priests of Maoshan in his previous life with yellow paper and cinnabar.

"Spell, it's a curse spell, Lin Dashao be careful......"

Lou Shanguan, who saw this scene, seemed to understand something, and reminded loudly.

Spells?

What is that?

Lin Beichen was puzzled, and suddenly felt a strange burning sensation in his right hand holding the sword.

When I looked down, I was taken aback.

It turned out that I didn't know when, on the back of my hand, a touch of red, like urticaria in the outbreak period, was rapidly expanding.

It was a drop of the opponent's blood that had been stained during the battle just now.

When did it happen?

Lin Beichen didn't notice it before.

Medium-sized surgery.

He reacted instantly.

Opposite side.

The white-haired owl had a sneering face, standing in the void in front of him, the black rod fixed a piece of heaven and earth, and the ten fingers of his hands were like phantoms, constantly sealing.

With the change of the seal, the energy in the four heavens and the earth was constantly extracted and gathered in this blood line talisman.

The bloodline talisman, the demonic red masterpiece.

Accompanied by the 'urticaria' red spot on the back of Lin Beichen's hand, a sharp burning pain broke out in an instant, and then it began to sweep towards the wrist, forearm and other positions like a halo.

"Is this a spell?"

Lin Beichen was quite surprised.

Another kind of power outside of the Xuanqi martial arts system?

Or is it an advanced branch of the Xuanwen?

"Da Shao, he is a heavenly man of the formation master, not to be underestimated, don't be ...... in the middle of the art"

Loushanguan's extremely nervous reminder came through the air.

Lin Beichen sighed.

The child starved to death, and the milk came.

Why didn't you remind earlier?

"It's late. ”

The white-haired ghost was finished, looking at Lin Beichen's right arm, which was as red as blood, even the silver sword in his hand instantly melted into molten steel, and let out a loud laugh.

His figure broke through the air, and in a flash of light, he arrived in front of Lin Beichen's body, and smashed down on Lin Beichen's Heavenly Spirit Cover with a stick.

"Kill you, torture your soul, what Lin Jinnan left behind will be clear when you come. ”

The white-haired owl ghost has cruel eyes and can't wait.

And yet—

Boom!

Lin Beichen, who should have been in severe pain and was suppressed by the spell, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the black staff, and his wrist shook.

The terrifying force of the shock surged, and the white-haired owl instantly heard the sound of his hands cracking and shattering as he held the black staff.

That's impossible?

He clearly has been stricken.

Once in the middle technique, even if it is a celestial who surpasses the first level, it is impossible to break the technique so quickly.

In the midst of the horror, the white-haired owl ghost instantly launched a talisman and was about to get out of the dangerous distance.

But Lin Beichen had already taken precautions, and his other hand grabbed his neck.

A flash of silver.

Different from the innate power of the gold system that Lin Beichen had shown in the previous battle, it instantly poured into the body of the white-haired owl ghost.

The momentum that had just been accumulated was dispelled in an instant.

At this moment, he understood why Lin Beichen was not suppressed by his own technique.

It turned out that there was another innate Xuan Qi in his body.

An innate aura that can restrain mana.

Careless.