Shading the sky: Fishing for the supreme bone, crying for Ji Ziyue.

After being weakened by the holy light technique, the divine fist that was still powerful enough to kill the monks in the third secret realm was directly shattered by Lin Chen's body.

"Son of Yaoguang, if you are alone, you don't even have the qualifications to let me use the sword."

"I think you should go together, and those guys from the secret realm of the Dao Palace, I want to fight ten!"

Lin Chen said.

So arrogant that many people wonder, is this guy crazy?

Only after escaping from the siege of Dayan Shengzi, Zifu Shengnv and Yaoguang Shengnv, he actually wanted to challenge Yaoguang Shengzi, Daoyi Shengzi and other four people, and even ten extra Daoists from the Holy Land. The pride of the palace.

This is more than twice as difficult as the previous situation!

He thought that he was the great emperor of ancient times, who could suppress all opponents?

"What nonsense? Take action together and suppress them!"

Ji Haoyue shouted, how can I play with Lin Chen like this?

But the next moment, ten figures flew to the Dao Palace battlefield.

Who can bear such a provocation?

Daoyi Shengzi, Dayan Shengnv, and Zifu Shengzi looked at each other and nodded at each other.

Daoyi Shengzi stayed behind to stop Ji Haoyue, who was already seriously injured, and Dayan Shengnv and Zifu Shengzi flew away, gathering in the direction of Yaoguang Shengzi.

All of a sudden, thirteen figures volleyed in the sky, like gods gathering, and some powerful elders of the holy land would change their colors for it!

However, Lin Chen secretly thought it was a pity.

"Only thirteen?"

Ever since his cultivation level entered the third heaven of the Dao Palace Realm, and he learned the cursive sword art, his combat power has soared.

Ordinary saints are vulnerable to him, and almost no one in his generation can be his sharpening stone.

If he can join forces with four Saint Child level figures and ten Taoist Tianjiao who can cross the four poles, it will be considered a real pressure for him.

Chapter 92 Tianjiao Siege!Step into the realm of ancient legends!

Unfortunately, even if Ji Haoyue was severely injured, at least one of the Holy Sons was needed to stop her.

Lin Chen sighed.

Seeing his dejected look, Ji Haoyue, Yao Xi, and the rest of the Ji family and the Feng family all had the urge to strangle him to death.

Wouldn't it be good for you to honestly suppress the Son of Light?Why do you have to provoke others?

"Finally, there is a chance to come back, what is this guy thinking in his mind?"

Fenghuang stomped her feet anxiously, if she hadn't been pestered by the Daoyi saintess, she would have wanted to go up and give Lin Chen two punches.

Feng Huang looked at Feng Lie again, and found that he was still adored, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

My idiot brother, don't you think Lin Chen can win?

That's a total of thirteen Tianjiao, even if they are all in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, they can besiege and kill Saint Child figures!

Not to mention, among them are the saintesses of Dayan, the sons of Zifu, who are extremely talented, and the son of Yaoguang whose strength is unfathomable.

At this moment, except for the saintess of Zifu, the saintess of Yaoguang and the son of Dayan.

The Tianjiao combat power of the four holy lands, which was greater than that of the two imperial clans, was all aimed at Lin Chen.

Almost equivalent to the young Tianjiao facing two holy places at the same time!

Even if the young emperor comes in person, I am afraid that this situation cannot be reversed!

"Brother Lin, actually, I think it's not suitable to deal with the Holy Son of Waking Light as a saint of the Holy Land of Waving Light. How about next time?"

Yao Xi asked timidly, was really frightened by the battle in front of him, and wanted to run away.

Lin Chen is too crazy!

A total of thirteen Tianjiao, who can stand up to this?

"Okay, next time I will return the source of my spiritual consciousness to Fairy Yao, I believe there will be many good memories."

"Are you born? You know how to bully me, a delicate and weak woman!"

Yao Xi said, with a crying voice, feeling aggrieved.

Lin Chenquan pretended not to hear, he had to be tough when dealing with this kind of woman, and he couldn't be used to it.

"Fairy Yao, we only have to deal with Lin Chen, so it's better for you not to interfere."

The Zifu Shengzi said coldly.

Previously, the Saintess of the Purple Mansion was almost invaded by Lin Chen, which made him extremely annoyed.

Because if there is no accident, the saint is going to marry the son. Although the saint of Zifu has no intentions of him, it is still a great humiliation to the son of Zifu.

"I don't want to interfere, but who let the handle fall into the hands of the wicked?"

Yao Xi said helplessly.

"What nonsense are you talking about with her? Just suppress it together. I don't think there will be any objection to the Holy Son."

The Saintess of Dayan said that the sword intent on her body was a bit sharper than that of the Son of Dayan, and she stared at Lin Chen resentfully.

Shengzi Yaoguang nodded and reminded: "This person's spiritual consciousness is very strong, don't confront him with his spiritual consciousness, just suppress it with force."

After all, thirteen figures flew out one after another, each occupying one side, sealing off the sky and the earth, leaving no retreat for Lin Chen.

This kind of siege can be called the lore of the younger generation. Even Ji Haoyue, who is a god, dare not face this kind of battle directly, and will be beheaded.

But there was no trace of fear on Lin Chen's face.

After boarding the pirate ship, Yao Xi had no choice but to go all out and cast the holy light technique again to protect her and Lin Chen.

"Brother Lin, don't let me down, or I will suffer a lot, and I will be targeted by the Holy Son when I go back."

Yao Xi cried.

"I don't think Fairy Yao should go back at all. The Holy Land of Waving Light is not a good place. If you stay for a long time, it won't just be as simple as that."

Lin Chen smiled lightly, speaking calmly, but Yao Xi's heart shuddered.

What does he mean by that?

"It is said by the outside world that the Dragon Pattern Cauldron was cast by Yaoguang's 28 sages and countless Holy Masters and Supreme Elders. After [-] years, they sacrificed the holy object dragon pattern black gold. But what is the Emperor's Army? The Emperor's Army , the ultimate weapon, is it something that mere sages can touch porcelain?"

"Then why..."

"Fairy Yao is a smart person. I don't think I need to say anything more. The Holy Land of Shaking Light is not a good place. It looks bright, but it is actually a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair."

"It's like your Ji family, you are a good person..."

Yao Xi said, but there was already a trace of doubt in his heart.

Is the Holy Land of Waving Light really as dangerous as Lin Chen said?

But why, as a saint, she didn't notice anything, but Lin Chen, an outsider, seemed to know more about the Holy Land of Shaking Light than she did.

What else does this guy know?

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. The thirteen arrogances are barely passable, but don't be too vulnerable."

Lin Chen twisted his neck and waved his fingers, a little eager to try.

"Do you want to be so confident? These are the thirteen talents, not the thirteen pigs."

"Is there any difference?"

"Insanity!"

The Zifu Shengzi said coldly, he has never been so underestimated.

A small purple pagoda appeared between his eyebrows, mixed with saint-level materials, very extraordinary.

It's not just him, the thirteen Tianjiao are all making moves, even those monks in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, their real combat power has reached the secret realm of the four poles.

There seems to be endless Tao and Dharma evolving and intertwining in the void. Headed by the three saint-level figures, spells and spiritual treasures are like a vast ocean, rushing towards Lin Chen and Yao Xi!

The Holy Light Art claims that all laws are invulnerable, but it can't support such a terrifying torrent of Taoism.

Just the part that had been melted away was blown apart, and the corner of Yao Xi's mouth was bleeding, and his face was grim.

She looked at Lin Chen with hope in her eyes.

For some reason, it was clearly an unsolvable situation, yet Yao Xi somehow felt that Lin Chen would have a solution.

Maybe it's because of his unchanging self-confidence?

Even at this moment, facing the combined attack of the thirteen Tianjiao, Lin Chen still didn't show any panic on his face, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, very strong, this is what I want!"

"Whoosh!"

Eleven rounds of seas rushed out, and three Taoist palaces emerged, arousing the divine power of the human body's secrets to the extreme.

Suzaku, suanni, white tiger, and nine-leaf sword grass, four phantoms appeared behind Lin Chen, as if they had evolved into a fairyland.

At the same time, the Supreme Bone on his chest was also shining brightly, and densely packed Supreme Bone Inscriptions flowed out, giving birth to the most terrifying disaster in the world.

The front word secret is fully operated, and the spiritual consciousness is stimulated, trying to control all kinds of complicated and powerful forces as much as possible.

Lin Chen's spiritual sense was not indestructible, but at this moment he felt extremely stressed, beads of sweat the size of a bean oozed from his forehead, and his ruddy complexion turned a little pale.

But Lin Chen was laughing, feeling the feeling of approaching the limit, he wanted to use the hands of these arrogances to see how far he could go.

Flame, lightning, killing, sword intent... Colorful divine light circulated on Lin Chen's body. This scene was incredible. The divine light was overwhelming, and the holy light technique was covered up, like a firefly facing the scorching sun.

Lin Chen didn't try to use the secret art of all characters. Since he comprehended the grass-word sword formula, he couldn't use this supreme secret technique unless he deliberately suppressed the sword intent.

This means that he has been able to truly step into the ranks of the Eight Bans only by relying on the cursive sword formula.

But at this moment, his aura is several times stronger than before, and he is no longer just entering the Eight Restrictions, but is moving towards the legendary realm that is rare in all ages!

Chapter 93 The embryonic form of Taoism!Thousands of rivers!