Chen Xi has been standing there, standing straight. Nothing and no sound could affect him. Even if someone walks up to him at this time, I'm afraid he won't look at it. His attention was all in the purple gold bowl, and although he couldn't see or hear it, he just watched and listened so paranoidly. Although he stood still, he had already gathered the strength of his whole body.

His strength was not enough to enter the Purple Gold Bowl, so he relied on his spiritual power. His spiritual power was so powerful that he was able to fool Chen Diji, who specialized in soul power, when he first cultivated. But obviously, this time the great monk Yangzhao and Chen Duran have made sufficient preparations, and this preparation should not be for Lin Jilin. Chen Xi understood that this spatial prohibition was prepared for Gou Chen when he felt that this purple gold bowl was so strong.

His father, Chen Qianran, and the great monk Yangzhao wanted to rescue Chen Xi with the intention of dying, and then trapped Gou Chen and let Chen Xi leave. Maybe they won't succeed, but they've done what they can. Now this kind of preparation is not used on Gou Chen, but on Lin Jilin.

In order to prepare for this ban, Chen Xi could imagine that his father and the great monk Yangzhao must do their best. Think about it, how difficult it is to trap a demigod? Maybe whether it is Chen Duran or the great monk Yangzhao, they all know that this is impossible. But they still came, and they should have been secretly protecting Chen Xi. In order not to worry and distract Chen Xi, they never exposed themselves easily.

Even when Chen Xi and Zhao Huaili were fighting fiercely, Chen Qianran and the great monk Yangzhao did not act rashly.

Now, Chen Xi seems to have become an outsider, life and death have nothing to do with him but are closely related to him. Because the two men in the bureau are his fathers.

Chen Xi just stood like this, desperately trying to feel the movement inside the purple gold bowl. Although he never found anything, he didn't give up even a second.

The spatial prohibition formed by the purple gold bowl was too strong, and not the slightest breath leaked out. As time passed, Chen Xi's body seemed to have become a sculpture, not moving at all.

For three hours, there was a sudden soft sound from inside the purple gold bowl, and Chen Xi's face changed suddenly, and he immediately went over and put his ear on it to listen. But after this soft sound, no sound came out.

In the purple gold bowl, Chen Duan, who flew back upside down, then hit the purple gold bowl with his back heavy, his body slid down the purple gold bowl, and the blood on the corner of his mouth dripped down and fell on his clothes, already dyed red. The corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, which showed the weight of the blow. But his hand holding the Blood Spear was still steady, and when he stood up, his man was as fearless as his gun.

He struck back again, a long rainbow drawn from the spear.

At this time, Lin Jilin looked like a madman, his hair was scattered, and his face was extremely pale. His clothes were tattered and covered with wounds. Chen Jiran looked very seriously injured, but the injuries on Lin Jilin's body were ten times heavier than Chen Qianran's! Lin Jilin opened his mouth and let out an angry roar, and viscous blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

A generation of Holy Emperors was forced to this point by Chen Yanran and the Great Monk Yangzhao, which may be something he would never have thought of before he came to Chen Xi. Now Lin Jilin really regrets it, and regrets not daring to covet Chen Xi's physique. However, there is no point in regretting it now, because those two men will never stop unless he dies.

But he was Lin Jilin, the Holy Emperor of Great Chu, how could he be killed easily. Even if his cultivation fell, even if his body had not fully recovered, his strength was still one of the strongest of the best. Within Great Chu, he is second only to the national teacher!

Between the cultivators of the Cave Treasure Realm, the slightest gap was huge. Even if it is a subtle difference in the same small realm, the gap that is shown when fighting is like a chasm. Chen Duran's cultivation realm is higher than Lin Jilin's son Lin Qiping, but it is still far from Lin Jilin. But the national teacher once said to Lin Qiping that Chen Qianran is an outlier.

Chen Qianran had a shocking potential, and it was this potential that allowed him to exert a combat power that was far more powerful than that of cultivators of the same level.

Boom!

Lin Jilin, who was messing with waste, and the great monk Yangzhao really slapped each other, and the four palms collided directly together without any fancy words. The bodies of the two men stiffened for a moment, and then flew backwards at the same time. At this time, the white monk's robe of the great monk Yangzhao was also stained with blood, as if a snowy earth had sprinkled a lot of bright red plum blossom petals.

The great monk spat blood from his mouth, but his eyes were still bright: "Lin Jilin, you have reached the end of the strong crossbow!"

He flew backwards and stopped, and under this heavy blow, the two arms of the great monk were actually broken at the moment of collision. His arm bones were broken several times, and Lin Jilin's wrist bones were also broken.

Just as Lin Jilin flew back upside down, Chen Duran killed him from one side. The blood spear stabbed through the gap between Lin Jilin's ribs on one side, and then Lin Jilin picked Lin Jilin up with both arms, he picked Lin Jilin in a circle in mid-air, and then smashed it heavily on the ground!

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Lin Jilin's mouth, and there seemed to be some fragments in the blood. The bloody spear pierced his flesh, and the tip of the spear had all entered his body. This kind of injury was too direct, and Lin Jilin almost fainted in pain. The moment he was smashed to the ground, the Tianquan Sword in his hand flipped out, and a long wound was cut on Chen Yanran's chest.

Warm blood spilled out of the wound and sprinkled on Lin Jilin's face. The scary thing is not the sword wound, but the power of cultivation carried on the Tianquan sword. Even if Lin Jilin was seriously injured, his cultivation strength was still terrifying, which was almost the strongest in the Cave Hiding Realm. The power of cultivation on the peak exploded after a second of silence, and the flesh and blood on Chen Yanran's chest were blurred.

The great monk Yangzhao swept over from a distance, and grabbed Chen Duran to seal his basic air pockets to prevent too much bleeding. The great monk said a word of caution, and then killed Lin Jilin again. The great monk Yangzhao has never been kind-hearted, and his murderous aura is stronger than anyone else for evil things and wicked people. Before Lin Jilin's wound could be closed, the great monk arrived.

The great monk Yangzhao pushed forward with both hands, and the vast power of Zen cultivation surged over like a sea of waves. Such a right shot touched the previous injury, and the blood in the mouth of the great monk flowed more and more. The bones of both of his arms had been broken, and he could barely support his arms by relying entirely on the strength of his cultivation. Lin Jilin didn't have time to avoid it, and he was pushed heavily on his chest.

However, before Lin Jilin was hit by the great monk Yangzhao, he condensed all the power of his cultivation into his chest. At the same time that the power of the great monk's cultivation hit Lin Jilin's chest, Lin Jilin's cultivation power shook back. The great monk's already broken arm really couldn't be lifted this time, and it hung down softly, and I don't know how many pieces of bones were broken.

Lin Jilin's body flew backwards, and after falling, his back hit the ground, and a deep furrow was plowed out on the ground. His cultivation power was no longer even able to protect his body, and the flesh and blood on his back were blurred. Before he could stand up, the Blood Lance arrived again. The Blood Flame Spear was thrown from a distance, and with a pop, it pierced into Lin Jilin's chest, nailing it to the ground.

And the Tianquan Sword in Lin Jilin's hand was also thrown out by him, and at the same time as the Blood Flame Spear nailed him to the ground, the Tianquan Sword also flew over and stabbed into Chen Yanran's chest. The sword sank in, and the tip of the sword stabbed out of his back. The blood ticked down the long sword, and the blood beads carried a very bleak heroism.

Chen Yanran looked down at the hilt of the sword on his chest, and suddenly laughed: "Good things, I will leave them for Xi'er as a gift." I didn't even give him a gift when he grew so big, your Great Chu Holy Emperor's Heavenly Power Sword is just worthy of my Xi'er!"

He raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and then pulled the Heavenly Power Sword out of his chest with a pop.

At this time, the three of them have reached the point where they are almost running out of oil.

Chen Duran carried the Tianquan Sword and forcibly suppressed the Tianquan Sword that wanted to fly back to Lin Jilin's side. He walked towards Lin Jilin step by step, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with each step.

"You're dying, aren't you?"

Although Chen Qianran looks weak, he will fall at any time, and as long as he falls, he may not be able to stand up again. But his body and his temperament are still like a javelin, and his pace is very slow, but it is exceptionally stable. Because of the excessive blood loss, his face was frighteningly pale, such an injured Cave Realm cultivator might have died ten times, but he didn't, because he had a belief, a belief that he must not fall.

The bloody footprints stretched all the way to Lin Jilin's body, and Chen Duran, who was carrying the Heavenly Power Sword, looked down at Lin Jilin, who was nailed to the ground by him: "You can't stand up anymore, can you?" But I can still stand up, do you know why? Because I want to go out to see my son, not only to get out of this space prohibition, but also to walk back to Blue Star City to see my wife. What about you? Do you have your own protection in your heart?"

He squatted down and poked the Heavenly Power Sword on the ground to support his body: "You can't even take back your Natal Heavenly Power Sword, even if I don't do it now, it won't be long before I can watch you die with my own eyes." Although I don't know how you got out of Tianshu City and how you got rid of more than ten years of coma, I can think that when you left Tianshu City, you must have been in a very good mood, right? You must have thought about recovering your strength as soon as possible, thinking about becoming the king of this world again, but you didn't expect that you would die, right?"

Chen Yanran sat down, exhausted to the extreme: "Do you remember Bai Luochuan? When you killed him, you were still lying to him, and the reason why Bai Luochuan was chosen by you was because of his special physique. Lin Qiping connected his life element with Bai Luochuan's life element, and as long as Lin Qiping was damaged, this damage would be transferred to Bai Luochuan. So when you kill him, you don't dare to shoot directly, because if you kill Bai Luochuan, Lin Qiping will also be implicated, so you lied to him and told him to let him take the initiative to open this connected life element. ”

"That's stupid, you're stupid!"

Lin Jilin struggled and scolded: "Believe in people like us, you are stupid! If I give me a chance, I will kill you again! If you die in the future, I will kill you once in hell." Bai Luochuan, they are in hell at this time, and I will kill them once if I go!"

Chen Yanran didn't refute, but nodded: "You're right, I believe you're because we're stupid." Fortunately, I still have a chance to repent, and I also have a chance to avenge them, and you have no chance to continue to deceive and take advantage of people. ”

He raised the Tianquan Sword up, and he could see that the Tianquan Sword was still struggling, but because Lin Jilin was already weakened to the extreme, and the Tianquan Sword was also weakened to the extreme, this resistance seemed so weak. Chen Duran aimed the Heavenly Power Sword at Lin Jilin's heart: "You can't kill anyone again, because they are not in hell, and you will go." ”

With a pop, the Heavenly Power Sword pierced Lin Jilin's heart.