Lin Beichen wiped his sweat and felt that all this was very unreasonable.

It's not scientific.

I've been hanging for so long, and I can't beat a Wei Mingchen?

The Grim Reaper's mobile phone is in hand, but I opened it in all directions, and I was almost sniped to death by Wei Mingchen in the air?

By the way, where did that tremor come from?

Lin Beichen calmed down and pondered.

In the end, he locked onto the bodies of two 'suspects' who were not under his control.

The first one is the Reaper phone.

The second is an unknown bronze ancient mirror.

But the problem is that the former is in an escalated state and completely self-contained.

The latter has long been squeezed out of the essence of the body by the former, and has become a waste mirror.

Tsk tsk, interesting.

Lin Beichen was not in a hurry to determine the truth.

His focus quickly shifted to the previous fight with the 'Wei Mingchen'.

After calming down, Lin Beichen finally came to his senses.

It's not that Wei Mingchen is too strong.

It's that I'm too weak.

The strength here refers specifically to spiritual power.

Because the substitution of the Grim Reaper's mobile phone is too smooth, Lin Dashao has been invincible almost all the time.

And his strength is in the flesh and the Xuan Qi, as well as the messy Xuan Qi abilities, as well as the various hangings of the Grim Reaper's mobile phone.

But in terms of mental power......

Lin Beichen thought about it carefully, except for the fact that he had cultivated [Evil Dragon Roar] when he was still very weak, other spiritual power secret books, such as the three secret books given by the Qin Priest, he had actually not cultivated the two fire-based spiritual power secret methods, that is, he barely maintained the minimum basic threshold that could match the relevant achievements.

"Therefore, this incident reminds me that spiritual power is actually the shortcoming of my current realm. ”

"Next, it's time to cultivate your spiritual power. ”

"But, where does the secret book of spiritual power come from?"

Lin Beichen felt a little sore at the thought of upgrading his autistic dead phone.

In a short period of time, you can only rely on yourself.

Let's find a way to find a secret book for cultivating spiritual power.

At least it has to match my current cultivation realm.

"I can only find Brother Gao. ”

Lin Beichen locked onto the target.

He raised his hand and took a sip of milk, feeling in good shape.

But my mind was still a little groggy.

This is an extreme drain of mental power, and it has been hit hard

consequences.

Walking out of the big tent, Lin Soul and the others, who were waiting outside the tent, looked at him with concern.

After all, the movements of Lin Dashao when he was alone in interrogating Wei Mingxuan before were still quite scary.

"Generalissimo, Wei Mingxuan......"

Lin Soul tried to ask.

"Dead. ”

Lin Beichen's tone was a little regretful.

Originally, I was going to finish the trial, and I sent this goods to Xiaobai to dispose of, so that Xiaobai could soothe the hatred in his heart.

It turned out to blow itself up.

The methods of this Wei Mingchen reveal evil inside and out.

It is absolutely inseparable from the evil gods outside the sky.

Before, Lin Beichen always felt that the reason why the Qiancao Wei clan could pretend to be the Lord of the Sword and split the temple was because of the evil gods of the ruin realm clan of Xiaobai's lineage.

But now it seems that Wei Mingchen, a dog thing, is only afraid of being a three-family sex slave, and it is not just the Ruin Realm clan that is backed by it.

At least Xiaobai and their clansmen should have been prostituted by Wei's Bai, not only were they used, but they almost even got into Xiaobai, the princess of the clan who finally came down in her real body.

Chigusa Weishi is simply evil and crazy.

I, Lin Beichen, am a beautiful man with righteousness, a messenger of justice, and the embodiment of goodness, and I must not condone such an evil force to run rampant in the world.

Right.

That's it.

I am for the sake of justice, and definitely not for personal vendetta to retaliate against them.

Lin Dashao quickly completed the psychological construction.

There is nothing more for him in the army.

Lin Dashao, who had sorted out his thoughts, rode a little tiger and took Guang Sauce to the city head of the first city to inspect it together.

The Sea Clan's attack continued endlessly.

Dense, strange low-level soldiers of the Sea Clan, like a tide of monsters from hell, from the direction of the Sea Clan camp in the distance, constantly coming, two consecutive days and two nights of fighting, has caused the corpses of the Sea Clan outside the city wall, piled up like a hill, the air is filled with a fishy smell, there are human fire warriors on the head of the city, and they cooperate with the formation division to continuously burn to ensure that within three white meters under the city wall, there will be no buffer slope due to the accumulation of corpses......

The soldiers at the head of the first city district, although constantly rotating, were obviously extremely tired.

However, Lin Beichen's arrival immediately boosted morale.

He rode the little flying tiger, and everywhere he passed, there would be pieces of cheers.

On that day, Lin Beichen chiseled through the sea clan camp and almost killed the 'deeds' of the sea clan commander, and after the mining army and the propaganda of the Yunmeng camp literary and artistic propaganda group organized by Tang Tian, it has spread all over the city walls in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and has been known by countless ordinary soldiers.

Up to now, even ordinary soldiers know that Lin Beichen has been ranked alongside the high heavenly people and has become the most reliable pillar of the Zhaohui City.

Lin Dashao was also crazy, and he didn't hide it at all, and directly used continuous means to kill a large number of Sea Clan soldiers.

All of a sudden, the cheers intensified.

A large number of leeks of faith are harvested quickly.

However, after patrolling around, Lin Beichen's expression was a little dignified.

He found that these low-level soldiers of the Sea Clan couldn't be killed at all.

If you look closely, you will find that most of the sea tribe soldiers besieging the city retain the original form of sea creatures, and only a few places are similar to humans, and they are completely semi-evolved humanoids.

They basically have no armor on their bodies, but natural bone shells and the like, and they do not use weapons, but are born with pincers, teeth, carapaces, and even wielding things like reef fragments, and they don't seem to have high intelligence, and under the urging of the high-level warlocks of the Sea Clan, they purely rely on instinct to kill and attack......

It's all cannon fodder.

An endless stream of cannon fodder to kill.

According to Lin Beichen's shallow geographical knowledge about this world, the ocean is vast and large, and it is also far larger than the earth, and the number of marine creatures bred in it is not to mention the number, but the types alone are countless, and they are definitely far beyond one of the terrestrial creatures such as humans.

Such a cannon fodder-style attrition attack can last for a long time.

But if it continues to be consumed like this, the army of Chaohui Dacheng will be depleted sooner or later.

Not to mention holding on for two or three years, this kind of high-intensity attack without counting casualties lasted for more than three months, and the army of Chaohui Dacheng had to be killed in battle.

Lin Beichen now understands a little why Gao Shenghan is worried.

This is a world where the strong are respected, yes, but if the number is really huge and the number is calculated in trillions, for the battle between the big forces to attack and defend the city, the role played by the top powerhouse is not as important as the deterrent power he possesses.

Such a war is no threat to Gao Shenghan's personal life and death.

Even if the city is broken, with his cultivation, it is not a problem to get out of trouble and go.

The problem is that the city cannot be defended, and most of the tens of millions of imperial subjects in it will have to be reduced to food for the sea tribes.

For Lin Beichen, the same is true.

Once the city is broken, how many of the township parties in the Yunmeng camp can escape alive?

The colleges, markets, and towns he had worked so hard to build would all be turned to ashes.

Before, it was too optimistic.

He decided to go to Gao Shenghan and have a good chat.

And at this time, it happened that Gao Shenghan also sent someone to find him.