Chapter 1386

Lin Qian stood in the same place, motionless, and made yuan Jingtian laugh. As soon as he caught the emptiness in his hand, a dark long staff of Horcrux appeared, filled with terrible power.

The quality of the immortal soul weapon is not bad. The power diffused from the spirit is enough to frighten people.

Yuan Yiran opened his eyes slightly, but he was not afraid.

Under the burst of the spirit spirit, twelve layers of spirit awn twinkled, but it was not the spirit of the emperor, but a gold and a blue.

Red gold thunder spirit gas and brandy ice cold spirit gas, respectively, diffuse in his two sides.

Looking at Lin Qian, who was full of twelve layers of soul, Yuan Sheng even had the illusion that he was not facing Lin Qian, but Lin Zu.

However, at the next moment, Yuan Sheng had come back to himself. He waved his Xuan stick and said to Lin Qian, "be careful!"

Whew!

Yuan Sheng disappeared in front of Lin Qian in the blink of an eye. The next moment, he came to him.

In the hand Xuan stick, direct toward Lin Qian's abdomen poke, the strength is not vulgar.

At this time, Lin Zu and others have joined hands to gather the spirit and spirit of Tao, to close the four sides of the space, so as to avoid the two men's battle spreading around.

At the same time, it is also to prevent the strong of the fairies from perceiving the movement here.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

When Yuan Sheng started, he was shocked and constantly collided with the barrier of people's joint efforts. He bounced back and forth and sounded a dull echo.

On the black long staff, there is a terrible power, which is earth shaking.

Under one stick, the ordinary holy land can't resist. This stick will kill them.

However, Lin Qian is not an ordinary holy land.

In the pupil, the purple and gold light twinkles.

The heart and components of the weapon are changed in an instant. They are condensed into a black sword body, which is filled with red and gold lines. The thunder is flashing and roaring.

Thunder night sword!

Seeing the body of Ting Ye sword, Lin Zu looked surprised. Tang Ying as like as two peas on the

side, was also stunned. He looked at his husband. "Is this your soul?"

"yes, as like as two peas!" Lin Zu is also chuckling, his son, although very similar to himself, but is the night gun.

as like as two peas, but his grandson is just like his own.

"Father, I forgot to tell you one thing." At this time, Emperor Lin seemed to think of something and said, "Qian Er's martial spirit is different. I'm afraid no human race will be like him."

Lin Zu didn't understand what emperor Lin said. The martial spirit didn't look different.

Indeed, he can't see it, neither can Yuan Sheng.

But when he saw Ting Yejian, he felt that it was his grandson who inherited his soul.

It's like the thunderbolt of the thunderbolt.

Crackle!

With the crackling sound of thunder, the huge power grid suddenly condenses, spreads and twinkles on the other side's Xuan stick.

Yuan Sheng suddenly felt that the terrible and domineering power was transmitted from his Xuan stick, which was beyond his imagination.

This power is not like the power exerted by a soul warrior in holy land, but like a strong man in Hunyuan, fighting with himself.

At this point, Yuan Sheng's Xuan stick also turned around and smashed it at Lin Qian again.

At the same time, the terrible power broke out again, and Yuan Sheng's muscles were also tense. He burst out with all his strength and didn't keep his hands.

The strength under the full burst is beyond imagination. Under the burst of Qi, the soil under the feet is flying.

Hoo Hoo!

The strong wind rolled up with the movement of the stick, and it came to my face.

Originally, Yuan Sheng thought that the victory of this stick was decided and the war situation was completely stabilized.

However, at this time, the cold air came out, and the temperature all around seemed to have dropped a lot. Suddenly, the sword light with white and blue color came.

He turned the direction of a tricky stick, originally thought that the victory is in hand, can end the battle.

It never occurred to him that on the top of the Xuan stick, there was once again a tremendous power beyond his imagination.

Not only that, the chilly air also spread along the body of his Xuan stick, and the white ice crystals began to spread all over his long stick.

Yuan Sheng had to retreat to avoid the attack.

When he looked down, he found that the whole Xuan stick was covered with ice crystals, and the power of the cold could not be underestimated.

In fact, this is the power of Hanzu's daughter-in-law.When he looked up to the front, he finally understood what was going on.

In Lin Qian's other hand, he held a long white sword with a cloud pattern.

Armed weapons.

This Lin Qian has two martial spirits, two swords in his hand.

Lin Zu has been thoroughly shocked, double martial spirit, this situation in the human race, has never happened, but now it is shown in front of him.

This miracle, clearly presented in front of him, how can he not be excited enough.

"I didn't expect it to be double spirits!" Lin Zu took a deep breath and understood why his son Lin Di said that Lin Qian's martial spirit was special.

With a wave of his double swords, Lin Qian broke out completely.

Body and soul Qi increase at the same time.

Increase the strength by a thousand times!

"Be careful!" Lin Qian looked at Yuan Sheng in front of him and returned the original words. The next moment he rushed out.

Bang!

Lin Qian's feet suddenly burst open, and his body shape also disappeared in an instant and took the initiative to attack.

Yuan Sheng was startled by the speed.

Feeling the crisis, Yuan Sheng quickly raised his Xuan stick in his hand and resisted in front of him.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

A series of metal collision sound, constantly sounded, let Yuan Sheng is startled.

In front of the sword light flashing, a thunder and a ice two long swords, one after another fast chop to their own, ping-pong sound, never stop.

In the face of Lin Qian's stormy attack, Yuan Sheng was even unable to resist for a moment, so he quickly retreated.

At this time, Lin Qian's swords collided with each other and turned into emperor's sword. The emperor's robe and Jiulong's sword were united.

The terrible pressure, in an instant, gathered in his body.

The sword cuts down, and the golden sword Qi cuts to the other side in an instant.

"The sword of the emperor!"

A sword like mountains and rivers, the earth came, like a country suppression.

Yuan Sheng gazed at the sword with fear. He knew that he could not take it.

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