Immortal Cultivation Simulation: Tongtian Sword Master

Lin Chen stared and saw that above the Devil's Temple, the originally blood-colored sky had turned into a starry sky-like deep color.

In that starry sky, bright rays of light criss-crossed, forming a huge net.

No, that's not a net, it's...a chessboard!

A super-large chessboard that is so huge that it covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles in the entire town of Heavenly Devil!

Lin Chen and Long Yinfeng stood on the Samsara sword plate, watching this scene from a distance, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Since he had never seen such a scene before, even Long Yinfeng restrained his idle mood and looked dignified.

"Life and Death Chess...Could it be, that is Ling Qianren's master weapon, Life and Death Chess?"

Lin Chen never imagined that this sacred artifact would be so huge.

"I understand..." Lin Chen was stunned.

No wonder Ling Qianren will be extraordinarily powerful only when he stays in the Infinite Netherworld. This is the reason.

This life-and-death chess piece is connected to the veins of the earth, and it is a super-large venerable artifact that cannot be easily retracted and moved.

When within the enveloping range of the chessboard, Ling Qianren's strength skyrocketed with the help of the life-and-death chess game, and he could easily kill the beast Taotie at its peak.

but.

Lin Chen was not worried, because the simulation had clearly reminded that Ling Qianren was no match for him joining forces with Long Yinfeng.

The two top fighters in the Dao Domain, with the help of the system, can already sweep the Dao Domain.

Even if Leng Wanjun, who was lurking in the dark, was playing tricks with the colleague who didn't show up, Lin Chen was sure that he would not be in danger.

"Let's go, Yinfeng."

"Um!"

Lin Chen didn't stay for too long, and continued to control the Samsara sword plate, and plundered towards Wan Devil's Temple.

It's still far from Wan Devil's Temple.

Lin Chen stopped.

At this moment, a faint blood-colored barrier appeared in front of him. The barrier flickered on and off, and the mysterious lines that appeared faintly inside could be seen.

"It's the guardian formation of Heavenly Devil Sect." Lin Chen nodded subconsciously, looking at Long Yinfeng beside him.

"Oh, Lin Chen Dage, I'm coming!"

Long Yinfeng understood, and walked to the edge of Samsara's sword plate, strands of red-golden light ignited on his body surface, and a phantom of a golden dragon emerged behind him.

Take a sharp breath.

"Roar--"

Long Yinfeng roared angrily, and the sound wave turned into substance, bombarding the guardian array like thunder.

boom--

The sound of explosion echoed.

Cracks appeared in the protective formation, and the cracks spread until the entire bloodline barrier collapsed and shattered.

With just a loud roar, he can destroy the outermost formation of the Demon Sect. This strength is already several times greater than that of the Eastern Mysterious Immortal Zun!

"This Demon Sect is really weak." Long Yinfeng grinned and looked at Lin Chen, like a child asking for praise.

"That's right." Lin Chen smiled approvingly, and said, "Don't take it lightly. This is just the outermost formation. This is the core area of ​​the Demon Sect. Be careful in everything."

As the outer formation was breached, the Demon Sect responded internally.

Dozens of extremely thick blood-colored beams of light suddenly shot up from the peaks of the mountains below.

Hundreds of demon sect cultivators, armed with magic treasure weapon blades and blood-stained bodies, charged towards Lin Chen and the two of them in mighty fashion.

"It's all guys who are overreaching! Lin Chen Dage, look at me!"

Long Yinfeng grasped the air with both hands, holding a giant hammer one size bigger than his whole body.

Aiming at the many oncoming Devil Cultivators, Long Yinfeng jumped high and blasted out with one blow!

Wow——

Between the heaven and the earth, the berserk power gathered and condensed into a phantom of a pure golden giant hammer thousands of feet long.

Following the breathing rhythm of Long Yinfeng, the giant hammer slammed into the group of Devil Cultivators.

"ah--"

"Where did this terrible immortal cultivator come from!"

All the Devil Cultivators screamed and screamed, as soon as their bodies were touched by the air waves from the sledgehammer, they would immediately shatter.

There is no way to stop such a terrible attack.

With one blow, a quarter of the thousands of Devil Cultivators were dead.

Two hammers down, it is half.

When Long Yinfeng was about to swing the third hammer, the Devil Cultivators all started to run for their lives along the way they came.

Obviously, this is not a protection of Sect, but a unilateral death.

After the third hammer hit, Long Yinfeng couldn't help curling his lips when he saw that he couldn't kill many Devil Cultivators like the first two hammers.

He carried the hammer on his shoulder, complaining dissatisfiedly: "A group of cowards, let's fight!"

Lin Chen understood that these were all "bad fish" of the Mozong, and the real master had not yet appeared, so he controlled the Samsara sword plate and continued to move forward.

Soon, under the joint efforts of Lin Chen and Long Yinfeng, the eighth floor of the nine-layer protective array of the Heavenly Devil Sect was destroyed.

The blood-colored beams of light that had been lit up on the mountain peaks were also basically extinguished.

At this time.

"Stop! You guys, stop here!"

A cold and sharp shout sounded, and more than a dozen Devil Cultivator figures appeared in the Devil's Temple guarded by the ninth floor guardian array.

Although the number of people is small, everyone has an extraordinary atmosphere.

Obviously, these are the elite of the Demon Sect.

In the previous Phoenix secret realm battle, the five Devil Venerables of the Mozong were killed by Lin Chen, and their vitality was seriously injured.

The dozen or so people in front of them could not exert any substantial pressure on Lin Chen and Long Yinfeng.

"At this time, Ling Qianren still refuses to show up? Well, I'll take you!"

Lin Chen was worried that things would change later, and he didn't want to talk nonsense. With a wave of his right hand, several Flying Swords on the small sword plate of the Samsara sword turned into streamers, and along an irregular trajectory, they slashed towards the dozen or so Devil Cultivators. .

Although among these people, there are a few dignified and powerful people, but the gap with Lin Chen's strength is too large, and they are not Lin Chen's enemy in one move.

Zheng——

With the sound of sword chanting, the ninth floor guardian array was chopped into pieces. A dozen or so Devil Cultivators were decapitated before they could even scream.

They all stared with terrified eyes, unable to believe until their death that there would be such a heaven-defying strongman in the world who could instantly kill them in the main altar of the Demon Sect.

"Ling Qianren, get out!" Lin Chen exhaled, his voice was so high that the entire Devil's Temple was shaking.

at this time.

At the main entrance of the Great Hall, an old man in a blood-colored robe slowly appeared.

The old man was thin, with a hooked nose and dark eyes, staring viciously at Lin Chen and Long Yinfeng above.

"You two, I have no grievances or enmities with you, why did you come to attack my Demon Sect!"

The old man spoke in a low voice, but the withered claws hidden in his sleeves were shining with black light.

Conversation is fake, sneak attack is real!

With things at this point, how can there be any possibility of peace talks? Ling Qianren knew this, and also knew that the enemy's strength was formidable. For the present plan, the only way to do it was to strike first and rely on sneak attacks to seize the opportunity.

However.

"Be careful Yinfeng, this old guy is cheating, don't give him a chance!" Lin Chen reminded in a solemn voice, seeing through Ling Qianren's intentions at a glance.

"Hmph!" Ling Qianren sneered.

The black light in his hand diffused, enveloping his whole body, and at the same time, a sunspot appeared in the sky above, on the chessboard, echoing the black air on Ling Qianren's body.