Peerless Sword God

"Boss, I'll stay too and climb the mountain later." He said.

"I don't care, you go first."

Lin Chen waved his hand, looked at Holy Spirit Mountain, and said: "It is not easy to climb to the top of the mountain. This mountain contains the laws and rules of heaven and earth, and the pressure of heaven and earth formed can target cultivators of different realms."

At this point, his face straightened and he said: "Only by cultivating your realm to the extreme and possessing strength that far exceeds that of the same level, can you hope to climb up and gain the qualifications to compete for the inheritance of the ancient saints."

"Boss, I understand."

Tianle clenched his fists and nodded firmly with a firm face. He immediately climbed to the first step of Holy Spirit Mountain with Xiao Huo and Chaos Green Bull.

"Brother Tianjian Dao, let's set off first."

The eight people from Motian Ming no longer persisted. They told Lin Chen and started to climb the Holy Spirit Mountain.

"good."

Lin Chen nodded with a smile, and immediately observed the climbing conditions of the eight Motianming people and the four Tianle people, while paying attention to the traces of Xiao Guangming.

To the southwest, Mowu Shengzi and others saw this scene with disappointed expressions on their faces.

The Holy Son of Blood Martial Arts said coldly: "The people from the Jiuli Star Region and the Cathay Star Region were willing to help the five Lingtian people out of trouble, but they did not fight against the Sword Saint God that day. What a pity."

Hearing this, Saint Son of Mowu said: "It is indeed a bit regrettable, but it doesn't matter. After the inheritance of the ancient saint is over, the three of them will definitely attack the Sword Saint God that day again."

"What Brother Mowu said is absolutely true. It was wise for us not to take action just now, otherwise we would lose a lot of manpower."

The green cold witch said with a smile: "Wait for the three of them to start, and fight with that

If the Heavenly Sword Saint fights with both sides injured, our chance will come. "

"Well, the Heavenly Sword Saint is really a monster. He was able to kill five Houtian Ancient Saints with his own strength. His strength is beyond our expectations."

The Holy Son of Mowu nodded and said seriously: "Therefore, there is no absolute certainty, so we must not take action."

"Having said that, he is standing at the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain. If we go there, will he attack us?" The Holy Son of Blood Martial Arts said with some worry.

"Don't worry, we have forty-two half-step ancient saints and more than eighty Nine Tribulation Holy Gods, even the Heavenly Sword Holy God dare not take action." The Holy Son of Mowu said with a smile.

"What Brother Mowu said is that it's a pity that we lost eight Taoist brothers and more than a dozen Nine Tribulations Holy Gods." The Blood Martial Saint said with regret.

"Since you are here, you must be prepared to sacrifice. The inheritance of the ancient saint is not so easy to obtain. Let's go." The Holy Son of Mowu said lightly.

The Blood Martial Saint Son and the Green Cold Witch nodded, called upon the Half-Step Ancient Saints and the Nine Tribulation Holy Gods, and followed the Demon Martial Saint Son to fly towards the Holy Spirit Mountain.

At this moment, the aura of the ancient demon filled the sky, covering a thousand-foot radius, like a demonic sky, with great momentum.

Lin Chen saw it at a glance, chuckled and whispered: "This Demon Martial Saint is finally willing to show up."

Just now, when he used his spiritual power to gain insight into Long Yuan and others, he sensed all directions and discovered the Holy Son of Mowu and others.

Originally, Lin Chen was prepared to be attacked by Mowu Shengzi and others, but unexpectedly they did not take action, wanting to sit back and watch and reap the benefits.

It's a pity that Long Yuan, Gou Xie and Ling Tian did not fight with him. I think this Mowu Saint Son must be very disappointed, right?

Think of this

At this point, Lin Chen looked at the leading Mowu Saint with a half-smile, and said jokingly: "Yes, you made a smart decision."

Holy Son Mowu felt that Lin Chen had read through his thoughts. His face turned green and white, and he waved his sleeves angrily and said, "Heavenly Sword Holy God, you have offended so many people, so you'd better take care of yourself."

After that, he took the Blood Martial Saint Son, the Green Cold Witch and others up to the steps of the Holy Spirit Mountain.

At this moment, Holy Son Mowu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he said on the surface that he was not afraid of Lin Chen, he actually felt guilty.

Lin Chen was fine alone, and they could handle it together, but Lin Chen had so many friends, all of whom were monster-like characters. Once they started fighting, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Brother Xuewu, Sister Luhan, everyone, today we finally set foot on the Holy Spirit Mountain. From now on, we must do our best to inherit the legacy and live up to the high expectations of the three palace masters." Saint Son of Mowu solemnly explained.

The Holy Son of Blood and the others all raised their hands and said yes. They all looked at the top of the Holy Spirit Mountain with ambitions in their hearts and immediately began to climb.

"This Holy Son of Demon Martial Arts is quite ambitious."

Looking back at the other person, Lin Chen smiled lightly. Who can reach this point without ambition?

He is not exempt from vulgarity.

Just when Lin Chen was thinking about it, a humble voice came from outside the mountain: "Amitabha, the donor of the Heavenly Sword, the young monk is polite."

Lin Chen looked back outside the mountain and saw a handsome young monk riding on auspicious clouds and clasping his hands in front of him in greeting.

"Master Buxiu, you are here."

Lin Chen smiled and returned the favor.

"The other donors who came here have already climbed the mountain, but the donor of Tianjian stayed at the foot of the mountain. He must be waiting for friends?" Monk Buxiu Yukong

Then he went down to the foot of the mountain, looked at Lin Chen and said.

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded, raised his hand and said, "Master, please."

"Thank you. See you at the top of the mountain." Monk Buxiu said with a smile.

"Okay." Lin Chen replied.

Monk Buxiu stepped onto the steps and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step. He quickly surpassed the Holy God of Nine Tribulations in the major star regions and was not far from Motian Ming and others.

"What a powerful monk. He is a half-step ancient saint. I have never seen him before. Could it be that he comes from the Great Brahma Star Territory?"

Mo Tianming and the others were moved by the monk Bu Xiu when they saw this. They talked in a low voice and soon guessed the origin of the monk Bu Xiu.

Because among the star fields around the Great Wilderness Star Field, only the Great Brahma Star Field is famous for Buddhism in all fields.

"Brother Tianjian actually knows him. It seems that he is an enemy rather than a friend." Mo Tianshan said with a smile.

Mo Tianming and the others nodded with a smile. Suddenly, they heard Zha behind them saying, "I know. When Lin Chen and I came to the Holy Spirit Prison, we fell into danger and met this monk Bu Xiu. I saved his life."

"So that's why he is so kind to Brother Tianjian." The eight people of Mo Tianming suddenly realized.

"So it turns out that you are the donor Zhatian. I am polite."

Monk Bu Xiu also recognized Zhatian, showing a gentle smile and saluted with his hands together.

"You are welcome, monk."

Zhatian nodded happily. Looking at the handsome and polite monk Bu Xiu, he felt pleasing to the eye. He was much better than those bad guys in Lingtian.

Monk Buxiu retracted his hands and continued to climb.

Zhatian looked at Lin Chen at the foot of the mountain again, and then looked outside the mountain, and suddenly saw a golden glow, full of warmth.

"It's Xiao Guangming." Zhatian blurted out, his face showing joy, and shouted to Lin Chen: "Lin Chen,

Xiao Guangming is here."

Xiaohuo followed and shouted: "Daddy, beat him up, he made us wait so long."