Chapter 1506 I'm Back!

"Who are you?"

Feeling the cold touch on her neck, Hei Yiren asked the person behind her.

She had just focused her attention on those super-powerful people in the Hedao Realm, but she didn't expect that someone could get close to her without anyone noticing. What kind of terrible means would this require?

She immediately judged that the other party must be a super-powerful person in the Hedao Realm!

"Don't care who I am, let them go immediately."

The man behind her said indifferently, and the Shengxie Sword was shining with a chilling cold light.

In front of Emperor Hei Yiren.

Aida opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the man behind Hei Yiren stupidly.

Jin Ling and Jin Yao were also confused and forgot to struggle for a moment.

Jin Yao kept blinking, as if he had seen it wrong, and the next moment tears burst out: "Wuwuwu... Lord Saint, is it you?!"

"An Lin?" Jin Ling murmured.

An Lin: "..."

Just when I wanted to act mysterious, you said my name directly. What's the matter?

Hei Yiren shuddered, and her dark pupils, which had been like deep pools, shrank at this moment.

An Lin's Shengxie Sword also suddenly fell at this moment, choosing the moment when Hei Yiren's heart was in turmoil. The enemy's momentary carelessness could very likely cause her to die!

Shengxie Sword is a divine weapon, and its sharpness is extremely amazing.

Although Hei Yiren reacted and barely turned the power in her body to resist, her defense was instantly cut open by Shengxie Sword, and then her head was cut off!

Blood splattered.

The head flew into the sky, still freezing Hei Yiren's stunned and shocked look.

But before An Lin could make the next move, he heard three muffled groans.

The three beautiful women bound by the black cloud sleeves spit out blood at the same time. Their bodies were condensed with black sharp blades by the cloud sleeves, which directly penetrated their bodies. There were hundreds of such sharp blades!

An Lin immediately activated the Suzaku Holy Fire and burned the black cloud sleeves to ashes.

Aida, Jin Ling, and Jin Yao fell to the ground with blood holes all over their bodies.

"Are you all right?" An Lin's face changed. He didn't expect that Hei Yiren had a backup plan. He immediately stepped on the ground, moved his space position, and came to the triplets to perform healing magic.

Their vitality was extremely weak. It was obvious that they had been tortured before. With the addition of the Hundred Blades piercing their bodies, they might not be able to hold on.

"Holy Ancestor, don't worry about us. You have to be careful of Hei Yiren..."

Aida gritted her teeth and spoke with all her might.

An Lin seemed to have sensed something and turned his gaze to the place where Hei Yiren's body was. There was no trace of the other party except a pool of blood.

In another blink of an eye, a black shadow appeared a thousand meters away.

Hei Yiren's face was a little pale, and she looked at An Lin with a very solemn expression: "The breath fluctuations of the Return to Void Realm, the strength of the Hedao level. An Lin, you... you are indeed An Lin!"

At this time, what happened in Hei Yiren's battle circle was also noticed by many cultivators.

Many young monks still looked confused, but some monks who had lived for more than a hundred years were trembling all over, looking at the familiar figure and the familiar face.

The legendary figure, the evildoer who had been rampant in various media and legends throughout the continent. Now, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and was alive! !

"Am I seeing right... He... An Lin?"

"White clothes, black sword, and this appearance... It can't be wrong, it's him!"

"How is it possible..."

Today's shocks are enough. The battle of the Celestials, the death battle at the cost of their lives, and the arrival of strong reinforcements in the desperate situation, all of which they can barely accept.

But now, even the dead are resurrected to help them defeat the enemy, this is too exaggerated!

The ancestral graves are smoking! !

Countless monks were shocked and confused.

This time, even the Blood Clan and the Void Spirit Clan were shocked.

An Lin's name was once awe-inspiring throughout the continent.

Especially for the Blood Clan strongmen, An Lin is even more deterrent.

After all, An Lin had turned their holy land upside down, led a group of top Returning Voids to rebel, defeated two emperors and dozens of Returning Voids in a row... This terrifying record, even now, when they mention it, they can't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"It can't be him! Didn't he die a hundred years ago? The dead can't be resurrected!" A blood clan shouted loudly, as if to suppress the fear in his heart.

The slightly dim eyes of the Changsheng Emperor trembled with excitement after seeing An Lin, and it was difficult for him to keep a calm expression for the first time.

"An... Anlin? Is it you?" The Changsheng Emperor's voice was trembling and a little hoarse, and his face was full of disbelief.

An Lin turned around and looked at the monks on the city wall. His smile was clear, like a ray of sunshine. He nodded and said, "It's me, I'm back."

Back...

The voice was not loud.

But it really fell into the ears of millions of monks.

The weight was like a thousand sacred mountains.

It was really him, he really came back!

Many cultivators had a fire in their hearts.

The man who had repeatedly created miracles suddenly returned, giving them a very special experience, as if as long as he was there, they would definitely see hope!

After all, behind all the legendary deeds of An Lin, it represented turning the impossible into the possible! !

"So he is the real leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect?"

"Master An Lin can jump out of the coffin to fight, what reason do we have to retreat?"

"Yes! He is our role model, we must not be left behind."

"Kill..."

"Kill!!"

The morale of the Jiuzhou coalition army was boosted again, and they madly hacked and killed the enemies in front of them.

"Kill!" Even the Changsheng Emperor laughed happily and said loudly, then madly turned the power of the formation to kill the blood clan and the virtual spirit clan on the city wall.

Emperor Beixing was restrained by the Spark Battleship, and Hei Yiren was repelled by An Lin. Now there is only one Yiden, and he can breathe a sigh of relief.

"What if you are back? Even if you survive, I can let you die again!" Emperor Hei Yiren took a step and took the initiative to rush towards An Lin.

The broken cloud clothes were restored to their original state under the condensation and repair of the power of the divine way. The two cloud sleeves pierced through the void and entangled with An Lin's body at a very fast speed.

Hei Yiren's attack speed was very fast, but An Lin did not underestimate the enemy at all. As soon as Hei Yiren attacked, he began to use the three major explosive techniques, the Dark Source Energy, the Fire God Mode, and the Star Vein Divine Charge, at the same time, and his eyes turned white.

He moved his feet and dodged Hei Yiren's sleeve attack with extremely exquisite footwork, then used the Wind Sword to rush towards Hei Yiren at a very fast speed.

Seeing this, Hei Yiren slammed her black boots on the ground, and a burst of black ripples spread, making the ground dark and smooth as a mirror.

"Dancing Lotus, sleeve attack." Her graceful figure deviated, and her long sleeves danced like a dragon and snake. She turned a corner and continued to rush towards An Lin.

So fast!

An Lin was startled and immediately cut himself with a sword!