Nine Gods

Chapter 675 The Ice of the World (21 More)
"The skin is really thick."

Lin Chen finished speaking.

Surprised in my heart, Nascent Soul's mid-stage defense is really strong, and my consciousness moves.

A tower-shaped psychic treasure was sacrificed.

This psychic treasure was also obtained in the sea of ​​innocence.

"Spiritual Treasure."

Zhang Hanyang was startled.

But before he hesitated at all, the pagoda became fifty feet in size.

It finally fell down.

If hit, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to become meat sauce.

"The world is icy."

Seeing this, Zhang Hanyang's expression changed.

An ice-blue crutch appeared in front of him, and the crutch exuded an icy air.

"Hey, the psychic treasure of the ice system."

"No wonder you will take over the light of ice and fire from this seat."

There was a burst of relief on Lin Chen's face.

At first, I thought that the defense of the Nascent Soul in the middle stage was really different from that of the early monks.

When the pagoda fell down.

Zhang Hanyang also sacrificed the psychic treasure in his hand, and a huge icicle struck the lofty pagoda.

"Boom."

Another bang.

All the monks flew away, watching the fight between the two in horror.

This is no longer a fight, but a tyranny of Zhang Hanyang.

The collision of two psychic treasures.

Even Nascent Soul is hard to come across as a monk.

The pagoda was shaken, and finally flew back towards Lin Chen, returning to its original shape.

"Hey, so it's just that, and I want to dominate Bihai, hmph."

Zhang Hanyang was very excited when he saw that the crutch in his hand defeated the opponent's psychic treasure.

If Lin Chen was killed, Jiuxing Palace would definitely reward him.

"Hey, something that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive."

"Always the saddest."

Lin Chen smiled lightly.

After finishing speaking, his consciousness moved.

A dull three-foot long sword was sacrificed.

Finally, the long sword swung downward, and a white sword light shot straight down.

"There are quite a few psychic treasures."

Seeing that Lin Chen was another psychic treasure, Zhang Hanyang felt a burst of envy in his heart.

But as long as Lin Chen is killed, these things are his own.

He didn't even notice that he was being watched by the god of death.

The white sword light came to Zhang Hanyang as if ignoring the space distance.

It was too late when he found out that there was danger.

The crutch of the ice-type psychic treasure moved towards Jianmang.

Bingzhu met Jianmang two feet away, without any hindrance.

The icicles seemed to be empty, and the white sword light flashed in between Zhang Hanyang's eyebrows.

After the white sword glow.

Without the slightest sound, Zhang Hanyang's whole body in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was slowly withering away.

Nascent Soul middle stage.

After losing his cultivation base and life.

He is about to return to being a mortal. He has lived for hundreds of years, and his whole body has turned into a skeleton.

Even Nascent Soul didn't escape.

Everyone was also shocked by this scene.

This dim three-foot long sword is too powerful.

When everyone didn't react.

Lin Chen's consciousness moved.

A storage bag and two treasures were returned to Lin Chen.

Then another white sword light was drawn out.

Hit straight at a monk from the Zhang family who was at the peak of the early Yuanying period.

Seeing the attack coming, he finally reacted and roared loudly.

This roar.

It also became the last time he spoke in his glorious life. With a flash of sword light, the whole person became two halves.

The other monks also woke up, and the battle continued.

Only two monks from the Zhang family lost.

The blow to them was too great. Originally, monks in the Nascent Soul Realm would not be damaged when they reached such a realm, unless they encountered a heaven-defying spirit treasure.

Or monks with a very high realm, otherwise they would not be lost.

Even if it is lost, it is still a physical loss.

Yuan Ying had a chance to escape.

But in front of Lin Chen, it took less than five breaths before and after.

Just let the two Nascent Soul Realm monks lose.

The monks who were peeping here from a distance were also horrified.

I gradually had some ideas in my heart.

At least for now, the immediate matter can be resolved.

Among them, only Bai Yuntian was not surprised.

Lin Chen's strength is definitely more than that.

Just what he saw was much stronger than it is now.

"Brother Lin Chen, help me erase this ancient treasure's breath first."

Lingling held the golden halo in her hand.

He couldn't stop watching happily, and finally handed the golden halo to Lin Chen.

"Okay, I'll help you erase the breath and consciousness inside and give it to you."

Lin Chen said with a smile, watching the fighting scene with his eyes.

Two of the sixteen Nascent Soul Realm monks were lost.

The Bai family and the Qin family have 23.

It was almost two against one, so naturally Lin Chen didn't have to worry.

And Bai Yuntian is still a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"What about those monks who spy on us?"

Green asked softly.

"Don't worry about them, they will naturally do something at that time, it depends on their choice."

Lin Chen finished speaking.

A Tianying Pill was thrown into the mouth, and then another sword was swung out.

(End of this chapter)