Chapter 523

In recent years, when we set foot on the starry sky, we have no hesitation to go to the four gods in the starry sky. The driving force supporting Qin Lin is red shadow, red dance, Fang que, their relatives and comrades in arms.

But now, suddenly learned the news, it has been determined that chiying and Ling fell on the Tianjiao battlefield more than 90 years ago.

The news was like a bolt from the blue. Qin Lin couldn't accept it.

They entered the sea of stars for him.

Their concern for him is no less than his concern and love for them.

"Impossible, impossible..." Qin Lin's mind was blank and didn't want to believe it, but the reality was cruel.

Red shadow, the one in the divine realm, except Qin Lin, she has the first attack power on the earth, and her potential is not half weak or even stronger than that of the goddess.

Ling, the alien world in her body hasn't grown up, and the swallowing talent of star pests hasn't really been shown.

The two generals of the earth vein, the backbone of the future galactic Protoss, died prematurely.

Xu Hui, the prophet of the earth, if she worked hard to predict, she could turn bad luck into good luck, but now her life and death are uncertain.

It has been more than 90 years. If they were still alive, they would have come in less than a day away from Cave 4.

Over the years, when Qin Lin woke up, the first thing he did was to see the king's ladder, the saint's ladder, and even other ladders. He also observed them, hoping to see them.

But he didn't see it. He was disappointed and angry again and again.

"What's the matter with that guy? He's crying. He's fighting."

"The battle is distracted. It's really trying to die."

"There's nothing to see. It's really boring. I thought there was a battle between dragons and tigers. The young man was so aboveboard that he didn't take advantage of people's unprepared."

On the ladder, many people are watching the battle platform. Shaking his head.

Looking at Qin Lin's state, I don't know how to die.

On the saint's ladder, although the little fairy could not hear the voice in the battle platform, she saw Qin Lin like that. Also anxious tears.

Feiketu must have said something to Qin Lin. Make him so sad.

Shenqian is disappointed. Is the prophet wrong?

Qin Lin is like this. There is a possibility of death at any time.

He died in the war. Isn't the prophet wrong?

Up to now, with Qin Lin, Shenqian doesn't feel much gain. She felt more confident about the path of cultivation. It seemed that it was inevitable for her to become a God. In the past, she rarely had this feeling.

Just this harvest, can it be regarded as transformation?

"Dad, wake up," cried the fairy.

She speaks the Chinese language of the earth, and the people around her can't understand it. But I can probably hear from that feeling that Qin Lin is the relative and elder of the little fairy.

"It's hopeless. Future generations are on the side. There's no fighting spirit."

"Future generations have caught up with him. It seems that his potential is very poor, or his heart of practice is too unstable."

"Finish it quickly. It's really boring."

Many soldiers booed. They didn't care what happened to Qin Lin, the battlefield and the universe. There were too many tragic things. Who had the leisure to sympathize with others.

Shen Qian couldn't see through Qin Lin more. Didn't she know that the hope of red shadow and Ling's survival was almost zero? Why did she look like this? Did he get any news that was more sad than the death of red shadow and Ling?

In Shen Qian's view, valuing emotion and righteousness is a kind of fetter.

If you attach too much importance to emotion and righteousness, you can't go further on the road of practice.

Bang~

Finally, Feiketu moved and sacrificed the magic weapon in the field.

A colored bead seemed to be smashed in an instant, turned into a blue cloud and shrouded the whole battle platform.

"Here we go!"

"The war is finally coming. Will the boy be killed by a young man?"

"I think so. You see, he didn't respond."

"Make a quick decision. It's boring. Such a man deserves it."

"It's better to fight for a long time. We can learn from their secret skills and combat experience."

Feiketu took the initiative to attack, which shocked the genius spirit of the onlookers, but when they saw Qin Lin like that, they had to lose heart. It seemed that they didn't see much.

Call~

While the magic weapon in the field turned into cyan air flow, the five spirit beads in Feiketu's hand also flew out at the same time, arrayed in the air, and each spit out the power of two laws, which is extremely pure.

"Pure yuan magic weapon?"

Some people marvel that the five spirit beads spit out the power of two laws. The power of the law is very pure, more pure than the power of the law in the warrior's own body.

"Five pure magic weapons form a killing array, and the attack power is increased by at least two layers."

"The boy is dead."

No one was optimistic about Qin Lin and began to regret.

The dead are great. A man destined to die is worthy of sympathy.

"You're wrong. There may be five pure yuan magic weapons. It's good for demons to have one. It's a semi pure yuan magic weapon." some people have sharp eyes and are well aware of the rarity of pure yuan magic weapons "Most pure yuan magic weapons flow out of the boundary of dimensional laws. There are five Dharma gods, which is really possible. However, it is estimated that few Dharma gods have five pure yuan magic weapons. The attack power of pure yuan magic weapons is the top among magic weapons..."

Before the man finished speaking, the five spirit beads were formed on the stage and turned into a strange pattern.

Each spirit bead has not only spit out the power of two laws, but countless ways, such as silk thread, are connected with the other four spirit beads.

"Town magic map!"

On the stage, Feiketu smiled proudly.

He had this array for a long time, but there was no magic weapon to help.

This time, follow aohuang. Aohuang sends out three and a half dimensional magic weapons. Only then can Feiketu display the magic map.

When the town magic map is displayed, Feiketu not only improves the combat power of two layers, but also three layers.

He believed that Qin Lin could not take a move on the fifth floor of a saint.

The town magic map was quickly suppressed, the world turned pale, the smell of terror filled the air, and the faces of the people watching the war on the ladder changed.

The order of the world in the cave blocks the dialogue content of the people on the platform, but does not hide their combat power.

"The tenth level of combat power?"

"How terrible!"

"If you use pure magic weapons and fully display this set of secret arts, it would be more terrible."

People were surprised that the secret arts and arrays could increase the combat power of three levels. It was very terrible.

The little fairy and Shenqian don't care about this attack, but they are very worried. Qin Lin turns a blind eye to Feiketu's attack and looks in a trance.

"Dad!" cried the fairy again, her face covered with fear.

If Qin Lin falls like this, she will collapse.

"Qin Lin, wake up!" Shen Qian also shouted. It was the prophet who said she was destined to make her change.

Qin Lin was sad and his eyes were empty, as if he didn't care about anything.

What's the point of going on like this?

Before they protect the people they want to protect, they're gone.

However, when the magic map was about to come, the dangerous smell woke Qin Lin instinctively, and his cold hair stood up.

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