Chapter 425：

Regarding the tiny creature standing in front of him, the sword spirit didn't pay any attention, but he expressed his joy of being born, his voice spread, the rocks fell, and the vegetation broke.

"You... are the sword spirit of Fen Jijian."

Lin 25chuan asked faintly that the sword spirit realized that there was still a human standing in front of him.

"Huh? Three thousand years of cultivation? Just right, I also need some monks to make up."

Having said that, the phantom didn't pay attention to Lin Chuan anymore, just patted it down with a single palm.

boom!

Before it fell, a huge palm trace was printed on the mountain.

The sword spirit of the world's first fierce sword is terrifying!

But Lin Chuan is not easy to provoke. He has never seen any big scenes. How could he be afraid of a sword spirit who just broke through the seal.

With one move with one hand, a long sword of brilliance fell into his hand.

The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword became more spiritual after Lin Chuan turned on its spiritual wisdom.

Now facing the sword spirit of the Fen Jijian, not only didn't mean to be afraid, but trembled with excitement.

"I...this...I want...eat..."

The intermittent voice reached Lin Chuan's mind.

As a sword spirit, cultivation is extremely difficult, either by relying on the aura of the master day and night, or by slowly absorbing the aura by itself.

To swallow the same kind, it is of great help to them, but the sword spirit is not a commodity all over the street.

Sword spirits, like tool spirits, are all spirit creatures that will only emerge after reaching a certain level.

The Fen Jijian sword spirit in front of him was undoubtedly produced by the top fierce sword.

Lin Chuan glanced horizontally, and a sword gas burst out, and in the blink of an eye he slashed towards the center of the fallen giant palm.

"Puff!"

The sound was not like flesh and blood, but rather like the sound of tearing cloth.

Looking at his broken palm, the sword spirit of Fen Jijian couldn't help but grow a little more angry.

"Very good! You angered me!"

"Ha ha ha! Prepare to bear my boundless anger!"

With a big mouth, a blazing flame enveloped the sky.

The valley of Wumeng Linggu instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire. This scene was exactly the same as the scene when Lin Chuan passed through.

But at this moment, Master Zi Yin was still confined in place by Lin Chuan's circle.

"Fen Jijian broke through the seal?"

Seeing the vision of the sky in the distance, Zhen Zi Yin couldn't help frowning.

In any case, he can be regarded as the number one strong in the human race, and he was imprisoned by a few magic circles at random. This is simply intolerable.

But no matter how hard he struggles, Hunyuan Promise Defensive Array is like a Taishan Mountain, pressing on him, making it impossible to move at all.

However, as soon as the flame of the Fen Jijian burned, all the suppression of the magic circle on Master Ziyin was completely eliminated.

"Hurry up!"

Master Zi Yin glanced at the vision of the sky, and made up his mind secretly.

This sword definitely cannot allow it to be completely born, otherwise the human world is likely to suffer a catastrophe!

After more than a dozen breaths, the real person Ziyin came to the front of the canyon with his sword.

However, the scene before him refreshed his cognition again.

The Fen Ji Sword was not an ordinary fierce sword, and only Nuwa was able to seal it here.

Even he came to Wumeng Linggu with the consciousness of sacrificing his life, but the man in front of him...

In the flames in the sky, Lin Chuan did not suffer any damage at all, and a thin water curtain around him cut off all the flames.

"The Five Elements Divine Method! The Divine Method of Water!"

Lin Chuan groaned, and the water curtain violently spread towards the surrounding area, instantly extinguishing the flames spreading on the mountain range.

"The Five Elements Magic! The Wood Magic!"

Another warm green aura fell, and the dilapidated hillside began to frantically grow up.

Less than a stick of incense, the destroyed Wumeng Linggu was completely new.

When he saw this scene, Zhen Zi Yin couldn't help being shocked.

What kind of method is this? It is a miracle that a whole mountain of flowers and trees will be born with a wave of your hand!

And it seemed that the man seemed to be confronting the sword spirit.

Do you really blame him wrong?

The real person Zi Yin, who had recovered his calm, began to think about what had just happened.

Seeing that the man was using a sword, but the wounds of the villagers who died in 427 were stab wounds.

"Sky Eye! Open!"

Seeing real Ziyin dancing with his hands, a burst of spiritual energy condensed, all converging on his eyes.

With **** in front of his eyes, everything in the entire Wumeng Linggu came into his eyes.

In the direction Lin Chuan came from, a group of people in black were lying on the ground, each beheaded, and the scene was extremely miserable.

Seeing this, Zhenren Zi Yin had already understood the truth of the matter. This was definitely his fault. He couldn't help but framed a good person, and also delayed the time, allowing Fen Jijian to be born again.

If he could not stop that person, Fen Jijian might not be able to break through the seal...

After thinking about it, Real Zi Yin felt awkward.

If this matter is not handled well, it will have an impact on his Dao Xin.

Immediately Ziyin sacrificed his saber red jade.

"Kongming Sword!"