Lin Beichen felt that Crow Shi was like a gangster on the ground, unable to get in, and the most important thing was that he had not found anything that could threaten the opponent.
This guy has no family or friends. It is obvious that he has nothing he values. He even seems not to care about his own life.
To be honest, Lin Beichen really didn't feel comfortable handing over the newly made sword to such a guy.
Otherwise, if he broke through the space and escaped like he said, there would be absolutely nothing Lin Beichen could do against him.
Is there any way to contain him and turn him into an obedient slave?
Lin Beichen exited Xiaodongtian again.
This is Lin Beichen's second failed return.
Lin Beichen convened the think tank again, told the situation about Crow Ten, and then asked: "Is there anything you can do?"
The ghosts fell into deep thought.
Lin Beichen relied most heavily on the heavy sword Yilang and Zhuqing here, plus the cold poison Tonglao. He immediately asked the three ghosts: "Do you have any ideas?"
Dao Yilang looked at Lin Beichen and said, "You were frightened by him."
Lin Beichen said in surprise: "Why do you say that?"
Dao Yilang smiled and said: "Do you think he is not afraid of life and death? Do you think he has no hobbies? Do you think he has no relatives, friends, or anything he values?"
Lin Beichen nodded slightly, this was indeed what he felt.
Dao Yilang chuckled and said: "Then have you ever thought about it, since he is so free and unrestrained and doesn't care about anything, why did he risk his life to get out of the ancient tomb?"
Just a simple sentence, like thunder across the night sky, instantly illuminated Lin Beichen's chaotic brain.
"Yes, if he doesn't need anything and doesn't like anything, why did he come out of the ancient tomb? He must be asking for something, but we don't know what he is asking for yet, and he is very smart to ask for it. What you want is hidden." Zhu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said while thinking.
See, that's the good thing about having a bunch of smart people around you.
They can give you advice at critical moments and find hope in desperate situations.
"I think what he wants is still freedom, or he yearns for novel things and is unwilling to be trapped in the small world of ancient tombs." Dao Yilang calmly judged.
Handu Tong Lao said: "But he clearly told Lin Beichen that he has plenty of time to wait, and it doesn't matter even if he is trapped in a small world and can never leave. Are you saying that these words of his are all bluffs?"
Touichiro spread his hands and said: "Isn't it? If a person wants to hide what he values most, he will exaggerate his words and show great contempt for this matter. I bet that guy is Staring into the void in Xiaodongtian, showing great interest, he is simply acting. To be honest, only a fool would believe his words and be fooled by him."
Everyone looked at Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen licked his lips and said, "Unfortunately, you all died in the hands of fools. What are you looking at?"
After saying that, Lin Beichen disappeared into the eighteenth level of hell. The worst thing about dealing with smart people is that when they ridicule you, you can't even refute.
"Yeah, why did I just believe that guy's words?"
Now that Lin Beichen knows what the other party wants, it will be easy to handle the next step, and there is no need for so-called smart people to give him advice.
…
It's snowing, and heavy snow is falling.
"Ahead is the Heart Poison Palace!" Elder Wenquan stood on the spaceship and stared ahead!
All the alchemists and monks gathered together and looked into the distance.
At the end of the vision, there is a strange and beautiful rose-red palace, dyeing the sky and the earth pale pink.
Especially in this heavy snow, it looks extremely beautiful from a distance, the only bright color in this boring world.
This should be the favorite color of little fairies.
However, the monks of Yunxiao Sword Sect all frowned.
It wasn't the impending war that made them nervous.
But they knew very well where the blood-red color came from.
The Heart Poison Sect feeds on humans. Recently, the Heart Poison Grand Ceremony has begun. The cities and villages under the jurisdiction of the Heart Poison Sect are carving out hearts and offering sacrifices to feed the Heart Poison God with their flesh, blood, and souls.
The red light is the color blooming from the endless flow of blood.
Although the disciples of Yunxiao Sword Sect also kill people, they always adhere to the principle that I will not offend others unless they offend me, and they kill only those who they think deserve to be killed!
This is not the case for the Heart Poison Sect. Their practice relies on the blood of people, so killing is a life-and-death need for them. Killing is a culture in the Heart Poison Sect. If the Heart Poison Sect is a civilization, then This civilization grew up sucking human blood and eating human flesh!
There are many people in the world who want to challenge the Heart Poison Sect, but few are able to do so. Today, the Yunxiao Sword Sect defeated the Heart Poison Sect, which is what everyone expected!
At this moment, a huge figure suddenly emerged from the blood-colored palace. This figure stood tall and tall, with blood-colored poisonous snakes dancing wildly all over its body. If you look closely, you will find that they are not snakes at all, but intestines. These intestines Some are hundreds of meters long, waving towards the sky!
The monster came out with a cold voice: "Zang Jian, my Heart Poison Sect has no enmity with your Yunxiao Sword Sect, why are you coming to trouble me!"
A silvery-white figure slowly descended from the sky. He stepped on the void. He looked about forty years old. He was handsome and handsome, with long hair dancing gently in the air. He was in a daze with an elegant temperament.
Upon seeing this figure, all the disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect bowed in unison.
Hidden sword! The founder of Yunxiao Sword Sect, Yuanying Yingshi!
Zang Jian said coldly: "You evil beast, if I want to kill you, do you still need to provoke me?"
The heart-poisoning master sneered: "Zangjian, don't be arrogant. You are not qualified to kill me!"
Following the sneer of the Heart Poison God, monsters dripping with flesh and blood suddenly emerged around the Heart Poison God. These monsters seemed to be pieced together from various human body fragments. Some were made of hundreds of hands, and some were made of tens of thousands. The legs are pieced together, and some are made of thousands of heads!
These monsters are all Nascent Soul old monsters from the Heart Poison Sect. They usually sleep in the Heart Poison Palace and enjoy the fresh meat offered by their subordinates. After practicing for a long time, they have lost their human appearance and turned into these weird monsters. thing.
The disciples of Yunxiao Sword Sect exclaimed: "Isn't it time that the old monster in our sect came out?"
Elder Huicheng chuckled and said: "You guys look down on the sect master too much. He alone is enough to deal with these little miscellaneous fish. In fact, I think that if it wasn't so boring to stay in the Sword Tomb, the Great God of Heart-Destroying Poison would not be able to deal with it at all." There is no need for the sect leader to personally take action.”
Elder Wenquan also nodded slightly: "I heard that several old monsters did not approve of his coming, and they all wanted to come out to stretch their muscles. After all, it is a battle to destroy the faction, so it should be very interesting."
Zang Jian chuckled and said disdainfully: "Evil ways!"
"Let's change the world!"
As he spoke, a whirlpool flew out from behind Zangjian's head. The vortex continued to grow in the air, and in an instant it was like the sun falling.
From a distance, the entire earth seemed to be swallowed up.
Some people died, but not completely...
