These hundreds of flying swords did not fly from the sky, nor did they emerge from the ground, but grew directly from the bodies of more than a dozen elders.
Lin Beichen said whatever he said in this small world was whatever he said.
He said if there is sun in the sky, there will be!
He said there should be rivers on earth, and there would be!
He said that swords would grow from the bellies of these dozen elders, and there would be!
Each of the dozen or so Zhengdao elders had at least ten swords sprouting from their bodies.
This makes them look like they are handcrafted on crystal.
The faces of more than a dozen elders immediately showed expressions of pain.
Being penetrated by more than a dozen swords all over their bodies at the same time, even they couldn't bear the severe pain. What was even more terrifying was the terrible consequences that this severe pain represented. ..
Meanwhile hell breaks loose.
Lin Beichen used the last bit of time to control everything in hell.
Turn those more than a hundred long swords.
More than a hundred long swords were like more than a hundred meat grinders, started at the same time, spinning violently on these elders.
The wound instantly turned into pulp.
That is, at this moment, hell completely disappeared.
The scissor grass growing on the ground withered one after another, and finally it seemed as if it had never existed.
At the same time, the dozen elders were like a dozen blooming flowers. Each of them had more than a dozen holes in their bodies that were constantly bleeding out.
Three elders died on the spot.
The remaining elders looked pale, but they managed to save their lives.
No longer bound by the power of hell.
The swords on these elders were ejected one after another.
They glared at Lin Beichen and took out the talismans one after another, preparing to bombard Lin Beichen.
At this moment, Elder Tong, who was fighting against the condensed sword of Elder Zhengyi in the sky, suddenly shrank in size, and all the power that had been invested in him suddenly dissipated.
The long sword wrapped in red silk shredded the red silk in an instant, and struck Elder Tong with one sword, splitting Elder Tong into two.
The elders who saw this scene all turned paler.
Even Lin Beichen's attention was attracted.
What happened?
"What's going on? Didn't the elders have the upper hand just now? Why did the power gathered on him suddenly collapse?"
Many elders had questions.
There was such a long sword in the sky, and it smashed the elders to pieces with one sword. He immediately turned around in the air and went straight towards the elders.
There was a clanging sound, as if there was a rain of swords.
The elders of Zhengyi were all nailed to the ground.
They were in the eye of the death formation and could not move around. In addition, they had more than a dozen bloody holes opened in their bodies by Lin Beichen's long sword, so their cultivation and mobility were at their weakest.
In addition, they were shocked that the elder Tong was cut off with a sword.
They couldn't even dodge, and they were all killed almost instantly.
Golden elixirs popped out from these elders one after another, and they tried to escape, but Lin Beichen pocketed them one by one.
At the same time, the pagoda formation suddenly collapsed, and a shrill scream erupted from the sky. Pieces of light curtains shattered and fell from the sky one after another.
However, these light curtains dissipated without a trace before they touched the ground.
Lin Beichen exhaled a long breath and ended.
Looking at the corpses of the crucified Zhengyi elders, Lin Beichen felt so sorry. These people should have died in his hands, so that he could have a dozen alchemists in hell.
Lin Beichen was feeling sorry in his heart when suddenly a surprised call came from not far away.
"Sect Master, come and save me."
"Sect Master, Sect Master..."
Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly and came to the monks of Yunxiao Sword Sect.
These monks parted ways with Lin Beichen before, and they went their own ways. At that time, they didn't call him
As the patriarch.
Now these guys are shouting happily enough with one sect leader on the left and the other on the right.
Lin Beichen immediately stepped forward. These monks were not in good condition. Lin Beichen immediately took out more than 500 drops of Huangquan, one drop for each person. Although it was only a small drop, the content was full of spiritual energy.
More than thirty of these five hundred monks died, and the rest were imprisoned here.
At this time, the monks of the Yunxiao Sword Sect gritted their teeth and said, "Sect Master, can you release the stars for us to take a look at?"
Just as Lin Beichen was about to speak, a long sword inserted into the body of an elder suddenly spoke: "Lin Beichen, our physical bodies have been destroyed, and we can only temporarily live in the long sword and exist as sword spirits."
"Put us away quickly. Don't let us fall into the hands of others, otherwise we will be doomed."
The other long swords also spoke one after another.
Lin Beichen also understood that the souls of these elders were invested in the long sword, which was almost equivalent to the sword spirit of the long sword. If it fell into the hands of others, they would be manipulated at will, which would be more pitiful than slaves.
For these arrogant elders, this is undoubtedly the most tragic experience.
Lin Beichen immediately stepped forward and pulled out more than a dozen long swords.
Each of these long swords is different, and they carry completely different auras. Some are heavy, some are light, some have complicated patterns, and some are simple and simple.
Lin Beichen held these long swords in his hands and couldn't put them down. These were treasures that could only be possessed by Danshi-level beings.
Although the Baibian in his hand is also an extremely powerful treasure, what Chang is best at is transformation. It can turn into an arrow, a gun, a shield, or anything Lin Beichen can imagine.
So compared to a real long sword, it lacks a bit of sharpness.
As a sword cultivator, my love for this kind of thing naturally comes from my heart.
However, Lin Beichen caressed the sword so lovingly, which immediately caused the elders to let out blood-curdling screams: "Don't touch me! I'm getting goosebumps!"
Lin Beichen was dazzled by the sword for a moment. Only then did he wake up. He smiled bitterly and said, "Elders, I just admire these swords."
"Lin Beichen, now is the best time to attack Zhengyi. All the elders of Zhengyi are dead, and there is no need to worry about the remaining ones. Let's kill Zhengyi in one go and kill all their sects."
Lin Beichen's expression became serious when he heard this. This is what he has to do at the moment.
As the saying goes, cutting the grass without eradicating the roots will lead to endless troubles.
If he didn't take advantage of his illness to kill him today and break up the entire Zhengyiyi, then the disciples of Zhengyiyi would hide in the dark and practice crazily until one day they suddenly jumped out of the dark and stabbed him hard.
At this moment, the more than 500 monks swallowed the yellow spring water that Lin Beichen gave them, and they all became energetic in an instant.
"Sect Master, let's kill Zhengyiyi!" A group of disciples shouted. They were imprisoned in front of the pagoda formation. Before that, they had been humiliated by the Zhengyiyi disciples.
Now is the time for revenge.
They never thought that one day they would have a chance to take revenge. It can be said that they are excited all the way now.
Lin Beichen released the more than 500 Yunxiao Sword Sect monks he had collected from the mountains and rivers cemetery.
Each of these monks is even more energetic. At this point, more than a thousand Zhengdao monks who had been divided under Lin Beichen are now together again. Lin Beichen led these disciples non-stop to the Zhengyi Road site behind the Immortal Mountain.
Originally, Lin Beichen had made a lot of plans. For example, when he arrived at the door of Zhengyi, he could not rush in. He had to go in first to investigate. For example, if Zhengyi was still strong, he did not need to die, and so on.
However, when they arrived at Zhengyi, Lin Beichen and his more than a thousand monks were all dumbfounded.
The entire Zhengyi Road has been razed to the ground.
There were signs of fighting everywhere and the corpses of Zhengdao disciples were everywhere. Lin Beichen suddenly realized, no wonder Elder Tong, who had so much energy at the time, suddenly lost his spiritual energy. It was obviously because all the disciples in the sect were dead, so the power they sent collapsed.
dissipate.
As a result, he was split in half by the sword of the elder Zhengdao, and even the golden elixir was broken into pieces.
Four words came out in his mind - aliens from the outside world!
It must be them!
Back then, they took advantage of Yunxiao Sword Sect to be attacked by Zhengyi, and suddenly attacked Yunxiao Sword Sect, which forced the master of Hidden Sword Sect to seal the mountain gate and run out more than a thousand monks to fend for themselves.
Now the foreign immortals are taking advantage of Zhengyiyi to fight with them, especially since all the disciples of Zhengyiyi have invested their spiritual energy in the elders. When everyone is at their most vulnerable, they suddenly attack Zhengyiyi and see those disciples die. Their posture showed that they didn't even have time to resist, and were slaughtered one by one like chickens and dogs.
Each of the corpses of these Zhengtao disciples looked like they were starving to death, with big heads and small bodies. They exuded an unpleasant smell, like ghosts emerging from hell.
The disciples of Yunxiao Sword Sect all looked extremely ugly when they saw this scene.
Although the relationship between them and Zhengyi was enemies, seeing them die so tragically, it was inevitable that they would feel compassion.
At the same time, they also began to worry about their fellow disciples in the Yunxiao Sword Sect.
They should be fighting with foreign immortals at the moment, and I don't know how the battle is going.
Lin Beichen suddenly discovered that one of the corpses was moving.
The other monks around also noticed it and immediately said happily: "There are still some alive."
As he spoke, he ran towards the moving person.
But Lin Beichen shouted loudly: "Don't you want to die? Come back here!"
The monks who were running past stopped and looked at Lin Beichen in confusion.
Although they were confused, Lin Beichen had a very high prestige in their hearts at this moment, so they came back one after another.
And the moving figure suddenly bounced up.
The man had turned into a real starving ghost, with a belly as big and bulging as a ball, and a pair of red eyes full of desire to want everything but get nothing.
He let out an angry roar and pounced on the monk closest to him like wild dogs.
The monk was also startled by this strange-looking thing and quickly retreated. The other monks were briefly shocked and then took action together.
Dozens of long swords pinned it to the ground.
Although he had a punctured intestine and a broken belly, he still struggled endlessly, showing his fangs and roaring loudly.
Lin Beichen's eyes were full of pity, and he chopped his head into pieces with a sword.
This guy slowly stopped moving.
