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Even more astonishing.

The sword energy has been concentrated to such a degree that it is like a meat grinder. All the sword energy and all the slashing strikes still cut off the head with incomparable accuracy.

This is not wanton swaying of power.

Every sword!They are all running towards a goal, a strange beast, and a head!

The blood is even like raindrops, filling the entire battlefield like blood mist, and even the sea is tinged with scarlet blood. Countless strange beasts are howling, scrambling to escape from this place, from this Shura, but how can they do it? Comparable to the speed of a fourth-order transcendent?

It is nothing more than letting the battlefield continue to spread to the sea, and let the scarlet continue to devour the sea!

wherever.

The heads and corpses of alien beasts were floating everywhere.

Don't talk about aliens.

Even the Transcendents who were also on the battlefield, seeing such a bloody scene and smelling the strong blood mixed with the smell of the sea, their faces changed slightly.

This has nothing to do with alignment, it's purely instinctive fear.

They have no doubts.

If he gets involved in that slaughter place, he will also be separated from his head and body in an instant.

Is this really Lin Yiran?Is it Fairy Lin, the peerless beauty whom countless people yearn for?

And the propagandist who was going to live broadcast this highly popular and only fourth-order transcendent to encourage people had to change the camera in a hurry.

The face of the goddess in the dream was stained with blood that could not fade away.

But at the moment Lin Yiran doesn't care about these things.

In her mind, there was already only one thing left.

From the battle in the early morning until dusk, when there were no more strange beasts around her, her expression regained a moment of clarity.

But this moment.

Her consciousness grasped the figure that had been engraved in her mind.

The sudden lightning and thunder ripped apart all concentration.

The sword is sheathed.

Lin Yiran turned her head and looked around. It was the corpses of countless strange beasts. At this moment, she was standing on a huge head. Her body, face, and hair were already splattered with blood, like a blood man.

She didn't care.

Looking into the distance, the mouth of the coast is completely invisible.

That is at this time.

There are two helicopters, slowly approaching her.

"I found her." A female transcendent shouted from the helicopter.

"How does she look?" The voice on the communication channel was a little nervous.

"The battle is over, she is beckoning to me." The female transcendent also breathed a sigh of relief, "Go on."

"Yes!" The driver's tone was equally tense.

Looking at the blood-red figure, there was indescribable awe in his eyes.

That's right, awe.

Respect her contribution to this war, and also fear such killings.

The sea water along the way was dyed red, and countless corpses of strange beasts were floating on the sea surface.

After reaching a certain height under the helicopter, Lin Yiran jumped up directly.

The extremely strong smell of blood came directly to him.

One soldier couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Lin, Chief Lin." The female transcendent couldn't help swallowing, "Are you injured?"

"..." Lin Yiran looked at them, was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "No, is there clean water?"

"Yes." She quickly brought the water and towels that she had prepared earlier.

"Thank you." Lin Yiran took it over.

She looked at her reflection in the water, and remained silent again.

Just by wiping his face, the water and towel were stained red.

There was no sound in the entire cabin.

Whether it was the extraordinary man or the soldier, everyone was looking at her, their muscles tensed, and their eyes of awe could not be concealed.

Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: A Sense of Belonging to the Association

Lin Yiran suddenly felt a little irritable.

She rarely feels this way.