Chapter 700：

There was a burst of noise again, and this time the patriarch of the barbarian was finally repelled by two steps.

"No! The patriarch seems to be at a disadvantage in strength! Do we want to help!"

"We couldn't even hold one arm of the patriarch before, why are we going up to die!?"

"This human race is really terrifying, it can slightly overpower the patriarch in strength!"

While the members of the barbarian race were watching the battle in the sky, the human race adjusted its formation again and rushed towards them.

This time, with Bai Jun as a sharp knife, he directly inserted into the rear of the barbarian position.

Where they were Bai Jun's opponents, they were torn to pieces with almost no room for resistance.

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The rain in the sky is still falling. This is not the momentum created by any one person's moves, and the rain drops on people, but there is a sense of comfort from the heart.

Above the Zixiao Palace, the black-clothed boy with the moles of tears said while tilting Erlang's legs.

"I know, you will definitely arrange some race to complement Lin Chuan's power."

"That Spirit Race...should have been transformed by you too!"

The young man threw the grapes in his hand into his mouth, and then looked at Hong Jun next to him, Hong Jun waved his hand and said.

"I don't have such great abilities. This is an arrangement of heaven. I just know it."

This rain began to fall after the death of the patriarch of the spirit clan.

The spirit race can also be said to have lived in tragedy for a lifetime.

They were created by the Chaos Clan, and the Chaos Clan found that this tool was not easy to use, and then abandoned it. Later, they were transformed by the Heavenly Dao to supplement the power of the Human Race and Linchuan.

It can be said that the Barbarian and Spirit Race were specially arranged by Heaven.

If you want to become a saint, you must first have an insight from the deep level of the soul, and secondly, get an unprecedented breakthrough in strength.

The spirit race is used to increase the strength of Lin Chuan's soul, while the barbarian race is the sharpening stone for the sharp sword of Lin Chuan!

After absorbing some of those rainwater, Lin Chuan felt more and more powerful all over his body.

And the patriarch of the barbarian clan saw that his clan members were killed, and he was extremely angry.

First, he took a step back, and then the patriarch of the barbarian clan also looked dignified.

"Since I have already hit this point, I have to kill you with my life!"

The patriarch thumped his chest with both hands, and the muscles on his body began to tremble constantly, as if there was still a creature living in his body.

With the squirming of those muscles, the aura of the barbarian patriarch also climbed to the apex.

In front of Lin Chuan's eyes, it was as if he had seen a mountain, and it was like a piece of Wang Yang.

The majestic momentum like a mountain like a sea made everyone frightened.

Even Bai Jun, who cleaned out the remaining members of the Barbarian Clan, frowned slightly, and took a step back unconsciously.

The barbarian patriarch, who was covered in black, had pure white eyes, and squeezed it towards the void, and countless cracks instantly spread to the surroundings.

In a short moment, the space where the giant was located was completely shattered.

The people or things in the entire City of Hope received a huge suction and flew toward the abyss of void.

"Damn it! What a trouble!"

Lin Chuan cursed, then threw an object out.

The thing is quite small and delicate in appearance, and it doesn't seem to have much deterrent effect.

Who could have imagined that such a small thing is actually the innate treasure that even a saint can hardly find! ?

The sphere on the support floated slowly, and a strong light burst out between the two of them.

Just after everyone was swallowed by the void, Lin Chuan and the giant also disappeared instantly with the void.

The scene was very messy, and the human race suffered a lot of casualties, but with the disappearance of Lin Chuan, this battle also meant that the human race had won.

Because from beginning to end, Lin Chuan has never lost to anyone!

Even if Lin Chuan chooses to retreat sometimes, it does not mean that Lin Chuan is weaker than others.

Facts have also proved that if Linchuan makes a move, it will be a battle that will be won!

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Outside the distant Zixiao Palace, the teenager with the moles of tears stood up slowly, patted Hongjun's shoulder lightly and said.

"Let's go, go to the final battle!"

However, Hongjun's eyes are full of worries...

Four hundred and eleventh chapters: Overcome the thunder calamity! Both are sanctified!

The barbarians are indeed powerful. It can be said that his existence is beyond the conventional existence, but Lin Chuan is even more so.

After the battle of nourishing the spirit race with life, Lin Chuan felt extremely comfortable all over his body.

After taking a long breath, Lin Chuan also noticed that the darker clouds in the sky were coming.

"I have reached the bottleneck!"

Lin Chuan glanced at Bai Jun behind him, and Bai Jun also nodded.

The two of them just reached the realm of the Great Luo Jinxian peak. Although it was only half a step before reaching the saint, the thunder tribulation came too fast.

However, they can't escape now, they can only bite the bullet.

Bai Jun has never been sanctified, and he has never imagined that he will become a saint.

This is entirely due to the fact that God knew that Lin Chuan was not an ancient opponent, so he made an exception and gave Bai~Jun this opportunity.

If you add Hongjun, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, it's almost the same -.

Regardless of this, Hongjun also looked at the dark clouds below with a solemn face, frowning into a mountain.

"is coming!"

Gu Zai faintly said a word, and then a thunder in the air fell, and the purple arc flickered back and forth, illuminating the entire sky.