Chapter 461
There is a crystal steward here to support Lin Lang, even though the ancestors of the Hong family are capable, they still dare not do anything, and bear it for the time being.
Earl Wilson is a lesson from the past.
But what gave them a little comfort was that the Crystal Butler was confined to this level of space and could not continue down. Otherwise, even Lin Lang from the outside world would be able to walk sideways after talking about the thirty-third level.
Just as Lin Lang stepped into the main hall on the first floor, the voice of the crystal butler suddenly sounded from behind: "If you can give me back my freedom, this treasure house will be my reward."
Lin Lang turned around and nodded with a smile. The crystal steward was refined by the Beihan Sword Immortal, so he naturally cared about his master's safety, even if he disobeyed orders, he had to go out of the thirty-three stages to follow the Beihan Sword Immortal's footsteps.
Lin Lang raised his legs and stepped into the last space, glanced a few times, and had a panoramic view of everything in the last space. The patriarch of Hongmen was also shocked by the scene in front of him, how terrifying was that previous battle of gods, even the gods couldn't survive alone.
Especially the corpse leaning against the wall, even after falling for a long time, still has an astonishing coercion. If you want to get close to the past, you will feel a sense of soul panic.
"Fairy!"
The ancestor of Hongmen opened his mouth and spit out two words. Only human immortals have such power, and even the corpse after death has great power, and the divine realm cannot be desecrated.
Suddenly, the God of Killer's eyes were bright, and his body rushed forward. Near the body of the white-haired celestial being, there still stands a broken sword.
Even if it is damaged, it is still a rare human immortal secret treasure. The sacred artifact of the temple cannot be suppressed, and its value is even more immeasurable. The God of Killer was greatly moved, and went straight to the sword.
Not to be outdone, the ancestor of the Hongmen sneaked up on the back of the God of Killer with one finger. Although the God of Killer was prepared, he did not expect the ancestor of the Hongmen to strike so decisively. He did not keep the sword in his hand, and the sword flew into the air.
The two ancestors of the Hongmen flew up together and stretched out their hands to snatch it.
"Old man of Hongmen, how dare you!" The God of Killer shouted angrily, the patriarch of Hongmen disregarded friendship, and any alliance in front of human immortal secret treasure could directly tear his face.
The killer god didn't even have any fluctuations in his heart. Any alliance between the gods would be powerless in the face of real interests. Any allies are driven by interests, which is understandable. In other words, he would also be jealous.
In the blink of an eye, the two great gods fought in the air several times. As soon as the ancestor of Hongmen touched the sword, the God of Killer shot him away. The same goes for the killer god getting the sword.
"Come to me!"
The Hongmen Patriarch let out a low cry, and the terrifying suction in his palm erupted, and the sword was pulled from the air. How could the God of Killer do what he wished, when he raised his hand, the suction also exploded, the sword stopped in the air, and the two gods wrestled with each other.
However, it was obvious that the ancestor of the Hongmen was superior in skill, the sword came slowly, but was still approaching in the direction of the ancestor of the Hongmen. The Killer God was unwilling to give up, and hastily increased his power output.
"Since you can't get both of them, why don't you let me take care of them." A faint voice suddenly came in, Lin Lang stepped forward, and the third force suddenly joined in, and the other two parties were caught off guard. The traction is devastating.
"How dare you, little bastard!" The ancestor of the Hongmen immediately roared, his eyes tearing open. However, Lin Lang's power was too strong, and the sword fell into his hand lightly.
"Lin Youye, I'll give you a chance. Now that I hand over the sword, I will act as if nothing happened."
The Assassin God's expression was not good. It was the two of them's fight that even broke the delicate relationship that had been maintained for a hundred years, but it made an outsider cheap and just made a wedding dress for others.
"Shabi, you and I put aside our grievances for the time being. If we don't get rid of this guy, it will be a disaster after all. How about killing him together and then researching the ownership of the sword?"
"Okay, let's join forces for the last time."
The God of Killer said bluntly. However, Lin Lang still had an expression of indifference, and said indifferently: "The sword belongs to me, and anyone who stands in my way dies, and you two can't do it together."
"Arrogance!"
The two ancestors of the Hongmen shouted together and shot at the same time. The two powerful gods put down their weapons for the time being and encircled and suppressed Lin Lang together. Boundless might and power came forth, and the joining forces of two god-level powerhouses was not a trivial matter. Even a great wizard who had attained so much in the god-level world had no choice but to retreat.
The ancestor of the Hongmen is actually over a hundred years old, but his main practice is the Sanhequan handed down from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in China. Can't see the sense of old age.
The God of Assassins is even better than him. His assassination skills have already been developed by nature. Every move is completely natural. There is no need to deliberately conceal it. Every move is vicious and vicious, and his body is erratic.
A cold poisonous snake and a hunter on the edge of darkness, this is probably the best adjective for him. His threat to Wu Xiu can be said to be too much beyond the ancestors of the Hongmen.
As soon as Lin Lang raised his hand, it was as if a pair of eyes grew behind his back. He had already predicted that the killer god was coming to kill with the sword. He moved his body lightly, and his fingers just caught the rapier.
"Your assassination skills are not worthy of my shoes." Lin Lang's face was full of sarcasm. Others might have to rush to the enemy, but who is the Youye Immortal King, the ancestor of the assassin's way, how can he not see through The move of the killer god.
At this moment, the God of Killer, who is the most threatening, is in an awkward situation, and it is difficult to cause harm to Lin Lang. The sword in Lin Lang's hand whistled softly, and he was even more powerful with the Immortal sword in his hand, killing the ancestors of the Hongmen head-on and retreating steadily.
"Why is he so strong!"
The Killer God took a breath, the two of them teamed up and even a transcendent rudimentary God like the Great Wizard
They were about to flee in a hurry, but the rising star of Huaxia in front of him was able to suppress them in turn.
This is not like the weak man who could kill Yin Yang Taoist a while ago, he is clearly a child of light, some kind of super god!
You must know that the actual state of this young man has not yet reached the state of God, what a terrifying talent and fighting power this must be!
"As expected of a talented person like Jin, but you are still going to die!" The patriarch of the Hongmen certainly appreciates it, but his position is different at this moment, and the only way to feel at ease is to kill him.
"Don't keep your hands. I don't know how much you are a killer god. If this continues, you and I will die here." The ancestor of Hongmen said, after all, he is an old enemy who has been in love for decades. It is very clear to each other how many hole cards they have.
"it is good!"
The God of Killer went all out, the sword came and went, and the assassinating sword full of cold aura kept hovering beside Lin Lang. The sword was also very strange, it turned out to be a soft sword, dotted with cold stars, with an astonishing frequency. Constantly stab forward.
"Die to me!"
The speed of the ancestor of Hongmen was also a bit faster, the space trembling with the three-in-one punch, the main hall trembled, his long hair fluttered, and the shadow of the fist filled the sky, setting off gusts of wind.
"Still tender." Lin Lang's face was stern, and a cold glow appeared on his side from time to time. The broken sword infused with spiritual power vaguely regained its former power. Lin Lang held the sword with one hand, like a peerless swordsman, fighting calmly.
With his other hand, he occasionally pinched the seal formula, and the Baoshan seal descended from the sky in a mighty way, suppressing all kinds of evil spirits, and bumped into the menacing punch of the ancestor of Hongmen head-on. The ancestor of the Hongmen regressed endlessly, his hair was in a mess, and his fists were slightly deformed.
At this moment, a sense of extreme danger rose in Lin Lang's heart, followed by a cold aura, coming from behind. Lin Lang's heart shuddered, and he backed violently. An extremely fast assassinating sword cut off a corner of his clothes, and the skin on the left side was exposed, dripping blood.
If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, if he was a little slower, it would not be a piece of clothing, but a whole leg. The God of Killer missed a hit, backed up, and hid in the void again, still like a ghost.