Half an hour later, Wu Shenghu's figure staggered out of the Sin Peak, his face full of horror and disbelief, and there was even a hint of excitement in it.

"I didn't expect you to come from outside the territory, no wonder you can escape the magic of the witch god, the creatures of this world have a trace of the blood of the witch god in their blood, and you are from outside the territory, not from this realm, you can naturally avoid the spirit of the witch god. ”

Wu Shenghu stood outside the Sin Peak, trying to calm himself down, before Liu Sisi died, he used the Wu clan secretary to extract Liu Sisi's memory, and saw an earth-shattering news, he was a Wu clan, and he knew more things that the human race cultivators didn't know.

"At the beginning, the cultivation of the human race was divided into two branches, one used the blood of the witch god to transform its own bloodline, and this branch is divided into two kinds, one is the cultivator of the Sanqing world, and the other is my witch barbarian world, but no matter which one, even if it is separated by tens of thousands of generations, the bloodline of the witch god will never be broken, so my witch clan can easily kill those human cultivators with the spirit of the witch god, but Lin Chen and others ......"

A trace of excitement flashed on Wu Shenghu's face, "If the hall master wants to use Feng Xinxin to carry the blood of the witch god to resurrect the hall master, he will definitely not extract Feng Xinxin's memory, otherwise Feng Xinxin will die directly, which means that now only I know about extraterritorial affairs." ”

Wu Shenghu looked at the Witch God Temple in the distance, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "Although Liu Sisi joined the Witch God Temple, and her bloodline became the same as my Wu Clan, but in her essence blood, there is still a trace of her own bloodline, if I use this essence blood, I may be able to ......"

Wu Shenghu's eyes flashed, and then his face showed a hint of fierceness, and he sneaked towards the Wu God Temple......

After he left, a white-haired figure walked out of the sin peak again, her body exuded a strong death aura, her life was about to come to an end, but she held on to her last breath and refused to close her eyes.

Step by step, she crawled towards the Witch Temple, and with each step, her eyes closed a little.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, I don't want to...... Lin Chen, you must protect our home......"

She used up the last of her strength, and the sparkle in her eyes gradually faded......

......

"Witchcraft, where is Xinxin, let her go quickly, or I will demolish your temple. ”

In a large hall, Lin Chen stood in mid-air like a god of war, and on the ground of the temple, there were several figures of the witch clan, not for the sky, not for the void, and the witch saints were all lying on the ground and did not know whether they were dead or dead.

Opposite Lin Chen, an emaciated figure carried his hands behind his back and looked at him with an incredulous expression, "The fifth layer of the Yang Netherworld, you can really open the eyes of this seat, when did the cultivators in the Three Qing Heavens have such cultivators who can make one person's cultivation improve so much?"

Lin Chen threw out a huge fireball in his hand, a simple fireball technique, but under the hands of the Seven Realms cultivators, it became extremely terrifying, and the flames that made up the fireball were no longer ordinary fires, but Dao fires mixed with a trace of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Wushu's complexion changed slightly, and he slapped the fireballs flying over with one palm, and looked at Lin Chen in front of him solemnly, "No, although your cultivation has reached the Yang Netherworld, your magic power is still some low-level magic, I'm afraid that you have used some secret techniques to raise your cultivation, if this is the case, it will definitely not last long, as long as this seat drags on for a while, your cultivation will naturally recover, and you will not let this seat be slaughtered at that time?"

Lin Chen frowned, he didn't expect that the witchcraft would be understood in an instant, but Lin Chen had the determination to save Feng Xinxin with the determination to die, and no matter who stopped him, he would step over.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, he really didn't cultivate the Dao magic power, but the sword was still there, as long as he had a sword in his hand, he was a sword cultivator, or a sword cultivator of the Seven Realms, Lin Chen felt that his sword intent had reached the realm of doing whatever he wanted at this moment.

His eyes were fixed, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed directly at the witchcraft, which was a basic sword style he had practiced for the longest time, generally as a starting style for sword cultivation, if the enemy was afraid to avoid without a fight, the sword cultivation could use a more powerful sword technique to suppress the enemy in the back, so this basic sword style lies in a "fierce"!

Lin Chen's stabbing sword style was extremely fierce, and even the witchcraft's face became a little dignified, the best choice was to dodge this sword style, but sword cultivation was different from other cultivators, if it dodged in momentum, it would fall into disadvantage, so that against the enemy of sword cultivation, it would damage its own strength.

Witchcraft snorted coldly, as the hall master of the Witch God Temple, although his strength has not fully recovered, but for hundreds of thousands of years, he has never seen what kind of cultivator, and there are countless genius sword cultivators who have died in his hands, he stretched out his left hand, used his finger as a sword, and also stabbed straight at Lin Chen.

"Boom!"

The tip of the flying sword collided with the witchcraft fingertips, and there was a huge collision sound, Lin Chen's brows furrowed slightly, his flying sword was actually stopped by the two fingers of the witchcraft.

Lin Chen's eyes swelled with silver, and a small silver sword slowly appeared around his body, each small sword was mixed with Lin Chen's powerful sword intent, and when the witchcraft saw this, he also snorted coldly, and the gray witch qi in the witch temple also turned into short swords under his voice.

"Sword intent, it's not just your Terran cultivator!"

Witchcraft chuckled, among the gray short swords, each of them had a small person with a big fingernail, Lin Chen didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he found these nails-sized figures, he couldn't help but look horrified.

"In each of his small swords, there was actually a human race cultivator. Lin Chen's eyes were solemn, these human cultivators were lifelike, just like real people, there were sword cultivators, Taoist priests, monks, and even scholars with scrolls in their hands and crowns on their heads, although they had different forms, they had one thing in common, that is, everyone's cultivation was at least in the virtual realm.

"Go to ......"

Under Lin Chen's command, the silver sword mangs flew straight towards the witchcraft, and the gray sword rays of the witchcraft hurriedly came up as well, and the two completely different sword intents were entangled together.

Lin Chen's silver sword light was extremely fast, and he immediately retreated after every attack, and the gray sword light of witchcraft was extremely weird, the villain in the sword light rushed out, Lin Chen immediately sensed hundreds of different breaths, and those villains each used immortal magic powers, trapping Lin Chen's sword intent firmly inside, and there were even a few villains who were also sword cultivators, using the same sword intent as Lin Chen, which was much faster than Lin Chen's sword intent.

"What kind of sword intent is this?" Lin Chen was shocked again, his sword intent slowly began to shrink into a ball, it was not that he was invincible to the witchcraft sword intent, but that the villains in those sword intent were too domineering, Lin Chen felt that he was facing hundreds of cultivators above the Five Realms, and he was fighting against them.

"The sword intent of this seat has a special function, that is, every cultivator who is killed by this seat with sword intent, this seat's sword intent can completely reproduce the last blow of his life, and the next time he faces the enemy, this seat's sword intent will bring this strongest blow!"

As soon as the witchcraft words fell, Lin Chen felt a few heart-palpitating fluctuations from the witchcraft sword intent, Lin Chen clearly felt the retreat of his sword intent, and those silver sword rays slowly retreated, not daring to compete with the witchcraft sword intent.

"Can't be returned, those people are fake!"

Lin Chen let out a loud shout, and the silver in front of him hurriedly stopped and retreated, and the entire silver sword began to change, and the sword turned into an open mouth at this moment, revealing sharp teeth.

Lin Chen felt that this mouth seemed to be very similar to his own, and the silver mouth pounced on those gray sword rays regardless of it, even if those villains scattered Lin Chen's silver mouths, there were still countless silver mouths behind them, and finally a silver mouth began to bite the black sword rays of witchcraft.

"......"

A sound of chewing came, Rao is Lin Chen's scalp was numb when he heard it, and the witchcraft on the other side was even more dumbfounded, the gray sword light around him was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the silver mouths that Lin Chen's sword intent turned into after devouring the gray sword light became slightly larger.

"Boy, your sword intent is not speed!"

The witchcraft changed color, and Lin Chen's sword intent was different from the speed of ordinary people's sword intent before, which gave the witchcraft an illusion, thinking that Lin Chen's sword intent was the speed sword intent, but now he clearly felt that his sword intent was slowly weakening, while Lin Chen's sword intent was increasing.

"It's devouring!" Witchcraft's eyes showed disbelief, "Boy, as a Terran cultivator in the Sanqing World, why do you have such an evil sword intent?"

Lin Chen completely felt the excitement in his sword intent at this moment, and even he began to get excited, he completely ignored the words of witchcraft, as long as he could save Feng Xinxin, he didn't care whether his sword intent was evil or not, and it came from the mouth of a person who was evil in itself.

"Hurry!" Witchcraft withdrew the remaining sword intent into his body, since he knew that his sword intent was devouring, if Witchcraft continued to fight against Lin Chen's sword intent, I am afraid that his remaining sword intent would be devoured.

Although he is a witch clan, but the difficulty of his sword intent cultivation is not much less than that of witchcraft, after the witchcraft retracts the sword intent, the third vertical eye opened, and for the first time he became serious about Lin Chen, Lin Chen's silver sword intent was not blocked by the witchcraft sword intent, and swarmed towards the witchcraft, the witchcraft expression remained unchanged, and the third vertical eye shot out two sword rays, which instantly swept Lin Chen's silver sword intent to the ground.

Seeing that the witchcraft opened the third eye, Lin Chen's face changed slightly, he knew that there must be many big secrets in the third vertical eye of the witch clan, but he didn't have time to sigh now, and clenched his fist and smashed it towards the witchcraft.

The space around him shattered with this punch, but the Witch God Temple was still immovable, and the witchcraft shouted, "Witch Thunder!"

Lin Chen raised his head, a pitch-black thunderbolt slashed towards the top of his head, Lin Chen didn't have time to dodge, he resisted with both hands, and the pitch-black lightning slashed heavily on Lin Chen's body, and the entire Witch God Temple made a loud rumbling sound.

A moment later, Lin Chen got up from the ground, he watched as there were slowly a few more cracks on his body, and his eyes froze, "Although my cultivation has the Yang Netherworld, my physical body still can't support such a strong strength. ”

Lin Chen took a deep breath, and the massive spiritual power in the spiritual platform gradually condensed into a cyan sphere, and the space around the cyan sphere was constantly cut and then healed, and the cycle continued.

Witchcraft's complexion changed greatly, and the cyan spirit ball made him feel a little frightened, it was the strongest blow that Lin Chen of the Seven Realms integrated into his cultivation and spiritual power, and this blow almost drained Lin Chen's spiritual power.

But at this moment, a trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in Lin Chen's mind, and he looked back, and a palm that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him slapped towards him......