"I see."

After hearing Lin Chen's explanation, Wan Dao Jiansheng understood and nodded.

Lin Chen catches the grandson of the elder of the blood netherworld cult, so in order to avoid being targeted by the blood netherworld cult, Lin Chen will take the initiative to stay here for one night to gain their trust.

In this evening, the people of blood netherworld religion will definitely use special means to explore the forest dust.

If they don't feel cold and bloody on Lin Chen, it means that Lin Chen is innocent and they will trust Lin Chen.

If they feel a trace of cold blood, even a trace, then they will attack Lin Chen. By the time Lin Chen wakes up the next morning, they will be tied up.

"No wonder."

Wan Dao sword Saint said suddenly.

"No wonder what?"

Lin Chen asked.

"No wonder there were two people outside the room just now, blowing a kind of enchanting fragrance into the room stealthily."

Wan Dao sword Saint said.

This words a, Lin Chen immediately eyes a MI, ask a way: "I how didn't notice?"

"Because you are now in my border."

"Now, you can't feel the outside world, and the outside world can't feel you," Wan Dao sword sage replied

"Border?"

Lin Chen was stunned.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't feel the atmosphere of the border.

"Alas, is this the so-called strength gap?"

Lin Chen sighed in his heart.

Even now, he can't feel the border under the arrangement of ten thousand swordsmen. We can imagine how big the strength gap between the two sides is.

"However, I am now in your border. If the other party doesn't find me, it will surely think that I have run away. In this way, my suspicion will be great."

Lin Chen said with a frown.

"Don't worry."

Wan Dao sword Saint shook his head slightly: "I have placed your prosthesis in the room, enough to confuse the real with the false."

"Prosthesis?"

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows.

Then he laughed, patted Wandao sword saint on the shoulder and said, "well done."

Lin Chen originally wanted to use some special means to pass the detection of blood netherworld cult and gain their trust from then on.

However, Wandao Jiansheng actually used prosthesis?

On the prosthesis, there was only Lin Chen's breath, not anyone else's breath, let alone cold blood.

The people of blood nether world don't realize the difference at all!

In other words, Lin Chen is now in a newly opened space.

In the real world, there is no forest dust, so Wandao sword saint will put a fake forest dust to confuse the real with the fake.

If Lin Chen didn't guess wrong, he has now been ruled out by the blood netherworld cult!

Lin Chen was still thinking about how to hide the truth.

After all, the blood netherworld cult is not built.

But I didn't expect that the arrival of Wandao sword Saint helped him pass the examination of blood netherworld cult!

It's so easy!

Wan Dao sword Saint looked at his shoulder.

Lin Chen's hands are still on it.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Wandao sword sage asked coldly

Every samsara wusheng is the spokesman of the way of heaven, and they are equivalent to the way of heaven.

To exaggerate, they are God!

Just a mortal, how can you touch the body of God?

Death!

If it wasn't for Wandao swordsman to suppress his power in time, Lin Chen would be dead now!

This is no exaggeration at all!