Peerless Sword God

"This is exactly what I mean."

Mo Lao stroked his beard with his left hand, and waved the silver-white divine spear with a smile, drawing a gray-white spear light, forming a terrifying power, as if to destroy the world.

The world filled with spear light split at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was extremely visually impactful. Not to mention the thirteenth and fifteenth elders of the Mad Battle Holy Land, even Lin Chen was shocked.

He really retained his strength!

Frightened, Lin Chen made a decisive move. He first used the Eternal Sword, and then ordered the female silver-armored iron-winged insect king to find an opportunity to pounce on it.

With the blessing of the origin of the sword, the Eternal Sword was extremely powerful, causing the chaotic void to fall into an eternal state, and it seemed to be about to turn into nothingness.

"Go separately."

When the thirteenth and fifteenth elders of the Mad Battle Holy Land saw Mo Lao take action, they were already afraid. When they saw Lin Chen ordering the female silver-armored iron-winged insect king to kill, they immediately separated and fled quickly.

Seeing this, Mo Lao changed the attack method of the silver-white divine spear, swept out, and blocked the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land.

Then the fifteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land was also intercepted by the Eternal Sword. The female silver-armored iron-winged insect king took advantage of the situation and rushed to kill him. He was fast and had a strong attack.

He waved the magic spear to resist, but his left arm was bitten off. After all, he was injured, and the female silver-armored iron-winged insect king was faster than him.

Lin Chen's speed also increased rapidly at this time. He used the space holy way to shuttle through space, swung the dragon sword, and cut the fifteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land in half.

This old man was so scared that his face changed drastically, and hurriedly merged with the magic spear, but he didn't expect to be suppressed by a sword world on the spot.

It turned out that Lin Chen had evolved the Eternal Sword Realm again, which immediately suppressed him and made him unable to move.

"Roar!"

The female silver-armored iron-winged insect king roared excitedly, sprayed out her mouth, pierced into his dantian, and shattered the crystal of the ancestor of the gods.

Yin!

A sword chant sounded, and Lin Chen used the Eternal Sword again, slashing it diagonally, destroying the opponent's spirit and spirit, and leaving two pieces of corpses.

The female Silver Armor Iron Wing Insect King immediately picked up its corpse, then shook its silver wings and flew in front of the male Silver Armor Iron Wing Insect King.

The male Silver Armor Iron Wing Insect King kissed it, and just now he fed on the blood of the fifteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land, and then his breath became stronger and stronger, entering the realm of the Seven Dao God Ancestor.

"Not bad."

Lin Chen turned his head and nodded to them, then looked at the black storage spirit ring floating in front of him, raised his hand and put it in his pocket, and then looked at Mo Lao who intercepted the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land.

I saw that Mo Lao had already gained the upper hand, and the silver-white divine spear hit the divine body of the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land with several holes, and black blood flowed out.

The face of the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land became paler and his lips were cracked, but his gray eyes revealed a crazy look.

"Let's die together."

He wanted to drag Mo Lao down with him and immediately self-destruct the Crystal of the God Ancestor.

But at this critical moment, the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land saw Mo Lao raise his hand and point at his forehead, and his spirit and energy stagnated immediately.

The most terrifying thing is that the Crystal of the God Ancestor, which had already entered the state of self-destruction, actually stopped abruptly.

"How is it possible? How is it possible..."

The thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land trembled his lips. He had no reluctance, but only full of doubts, because he knew that he would die today, and he didn't want to be killed inexplicably.

His eyes kept bulging, staring at Mo Lao, and asked intermittently: "You, how did you do it?"

Mo Lao said nothing, waved the silver-white divine spear and pierced his crystal of the God Ancestor, the spear light flashed, wiping out his spirit, soul and faith.

Bang!

The thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land was out of breath and fell at the feet of Mo Lao, but his eyes were still staring at Mo Lao, his eyes were full of doubts and confusion.

"What kind of magic is that that can imprison the seven divine ancestors and make them lose the ability to self-destruct."

Lin Chen saw this scene clearly, and doubts and confusion flashed in his eyes.

You know, many of the former can cut off the ability of the cultivators to self-destruct.

But all this has a prerequisite, that is, the strength is far greater than the opponent.

But Mo Lao is a five-god ancestor, two realms lower than the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land.

The key is that he did not imprison the opponent with absolute strength, but used magic.

This is too terrible.

Lin Chen thought to himself that if he encountered this magic, he would only have hope if he used the blood of the Life God Clan, but whether he could survive in the end was an unknown.

Mo Lao seemed to notice Lin Chen's gaze. He looked over, but soon retracted his gaze and took the storage spirit ring of the thirteenth elder of the Mad Battle Holy Land.

Then, he looked at Lin Chen again, waved the silver-white divine spear, pointed at the body of the thirteenth elder of the Mad War Holy Land, and said: "Young Master Tianjian, your spirit beasts should not need him anymore, right?"

Lin Chen smiled and shook his head and said: "Thank you, they are no longer needed."

Mo Lao nodded, and then waved the silver-white divine spear, shooting out a large piece of spear light, turning the body of the thirteenth elder of the Mad War Holy Land into ashes.

When Lin Chen saw this, a word flashed in his mind:

Crush the bones and scatter the ashes!

Through this, we can also see the cruel side of Mo Lao and his decisive way of dealing with things.

"Young Master Tianjian, the spirit beasts you have cultivated are beyond my expectations."

Mo Lao put away the silver-white divine spear, stroked his beard and walked over, looking at the male and female silver-armored iron-winged insect kings and said, "Silver-armored iron-winged insects are extremely rare, and those that have cultivated to the Seven Dao Divine Ancestor realm are even more difficult to find."

"Now they are so helpful to you, if you break through the Holy Spirit realm in the future and evolve into a golden-armored iron-winged insect, it will be of even greater help to you."

But when he said this, his voice changed: "But you need to let them evolve into golden-armored iron-winged insects, which is not easy, because it is difficult for them to break through the realm of the Holy God."

Lin Chen heard this and said: "Mr. Mo, it is difficult for practitioners of our generation to become holy gods, let alone spiritual beasts, so I am mentally prepared for this."

"No, Mr. Tianjian, their difficulty in breaking through the realm of the Holy God is still higher than that of our Divine Ancestors." Mr. Mo shook his head and said.

"Old Mo, what do you say?" Lin Chen asked politely.

"It seems that Master Tianjian, you don't know the reason."

Mr. Mo stroked his beard and said slowly: "There is a crucial factor for the silver-armored iron-winged insect to break through to the realm of the Holy God, which is that it must blood-eat a gold-eating python."

"Gold-eating python?"

Lin Chen showed a hint of surprise and said: "Mr. Mo, as far as I know, this gold-eating python is a spiritual beast that is almost as good as the silver-armored iron-winged insect."

"Yes, I can tell you clearly that there is not a single gold-eating python in the entire Senluo world."

Old Mo stroked his beard and nodded, and then said: "The first factor for the silver-armored iron-winged insect to evolve into the golden-armored iron-winged insect is that it needs the blood and energy of the gold-eating python, so that it can evolve, and through the blood and energy of the gold-eating python, Awakening the innate magical power, swallowing.”

"Do they still have magical powers?"

Lin Chen was surprised by this, frowned and said, "Mr. Mo, I only have a rough understanding of the gold-eating python. Where can I find the gold-eating python?"

"Haha, Master Tianjian, you have asked the right person this question."

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Old Mo's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Many years ago, I went to the Great Wilderness Star Territory, accidentally discovered a holy land called the Heavenly Beast Spirit Sect, and cultivated a pair of male and female gold-eating pythons, which just fit your needs. need."