Immortal Cultivation Simulation: Tongtian Sword Master

Looking at Ling Qianren whose aura became stronger, Long Yinfeng felt an awe-inspiring fighting spirit in his heart.

"Lin Chen Dage, let me come!"

Without saying a word, he swooped down, left Samsara's sword plate, swung the sledgehammer in his hand, and blasted towards Ling Qianren.

"careful!"

Lin Chen's complexion changed slightly.

This Long Yinfeng's youthful temperament is really reckless. Relying on the simulation prompt, he ignored the potential danger and directly launched a strong attack on Ling Qianren!

boom--

As soon as the hammer fell, the golden shadow of the hammer landed precisely on the position where Ling Qianren was standing, smashing the ground under his feet.

The violent fluctuations were like explosions. Not only did the square in front of Wan Devil's Temple sink, but even Wan Devil's Temple itself was shaken and collapsed into ruins because it lost the protection of the large formation.

However.

When the hammer fell, Long Yinfeng didn't feel the reality of hitting the opponent.

"Empty shot?" Long Yinfeng felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Just as he was hesitating, the huge chessboard in the sky became brighter and brighter, surrounding the black pieces, four white pieces suddenly emerged and projected to the ground, enclosing Longyinfeng in the center with a formation.

"Stupid junior, with only this little knowledge, you dare to attack my Demon Sect. Do you really think that there is no one in my Demon Sect?"

In the void, Ling Qianren's gloomy sneer echoed.

Surrounded by four white pieces, Long Yinfeng immediately felt that his own soul was firmly grasped by some mysterious force.

He shook his head subconsciously, and his spirit became a little dazed, as if he was drunk, and his steps became staggering.

"kill!"

Ling Qianren let out an angry roar, bathed in black light, and charged out from the void with a sword in hand.

Natal Magic Treasures, cross the river!

The top-level Tao is Supernatural Power, killing thousands of generations!

The jet-black Supernatural Power sword glow instantly enveloped Long Yinfeng. Long Yinfeng passed through the darkness, and his consciousness seemed to be sucked into another world.

In that world, he became a baby in swaddling clothes, grew up, experienced the ups and downs of the world, until finally, he met an accident and passed away unfortunately.

After passing away, the illusion did not stop, and Long Yinfeng entered the second life again. Similar to the situation just now, birth, growth, Death.

Repeatedly, in an instant, it has gone through more than ten lives.

And every life, without exception, will unfortunately die tragically!

"Uh..." Long Yinfeng half-kneeled on the ground, clutching his chest, with blood overflowing from his mouth, and his eyes were blurred.

Obviously, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Ling Qianren's way of supernatural power is not a simple physical attack supernatural power, but a special supernatural power that targets the soul and is similar to soul skills!

This Supernatural Power is blessed by the natal Magic Treasures and the Venerable Chess of Life and Death. It contains an attack that directly points to the essence of life and death, and its power is exaggerated.

Although Long Yinfeng is strong and has dragon blood to protect his body, but facing this move, he is completely powerless to fight back!

Lin Chen knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't dare to hesitate. After Long Yinfeng rushed down, he had already shot.

Guide the Magic power from the feet into the Samsara sword disk, and all the eight-way and nine-yao inscriptions on the Samsara sword disk will be activated.

"Jidu!"

Under the boost of Jidu's inscription, Lin Chen's soul power soared to a new height, the realm of swords unfolded, and the Flying Sword in the Kaitian sword box behind him poured out like a waterfall.

Each Flying Sword carries the power of space, splitting the void and slashing towards Ling Qianren.

"What!" Ling Qianren's pupils shrank, and his complexion changed suddenly.

He knows the goods. Compared with Long Yinfeng's direct attack, Lin Chen's attack method is much more terrifying.

Manipulating the black and white pieces, a square chessboard pattern appeared all over Ling Qianren's body.

When the Flying Sword landed on the pattern, the pattern immediately shattered, Ling Qianren was shaken and flew upside down, and the blood in his chest surged.

A simple fight, high-level verdict!

Lin Chen didn't continue to chase, but leaned over to lift Long Yinfeng up from the ground.

"Lin Chen Dage...I...I'm a little confused..." Long Yinfeng was dizzy and his feet were weak.

"You boy, can you not be so reckless? The other party is the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect, an old guy who has been reincarnated and rebuilt, how can he be so easy to deal with!" Lin Chen sighed and blamed.

Ling Qianren's name as Samsara Devil Venerable did not come out of thin air. From the memory of Immortal Venerable, Lin Chen has already learned many rumors that Ling Qianren has reincarnated at least ten times and has rebuilt at least ten times. His background and methods are far superior to those of ordinary respectable powerhouses.

Relying on Talent's goodness, Long Yinfeng underestimated the enemy's carelessness, and was very lucky to be able to save his life.

Hearing the words, Long Yinfeng showed unwillingness on his face: "But Lin Chen Dage, doesn't that mean...there is no danger! Why..."

Lin Chen frowned, and because of Long Yinfeng's words, an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

yes!

What Long Yinfeng said was not wrong.

Judging from the results of several simulations, Ling Qianren was easily killed each time.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Long Yinfeng to be seriously injured.

If you are seriously injured, the simulation will definitely give you a hint, because this is critical information. According to experience, it is impossible for the simulation to not mention it at all.

"My attack just now, although the purpose was to push back Ling Qianren and save Yinfeng, but I used all my strength."

"This Ling Qianren, how could he be able to catch it?" Lin Chen had a vague premonition that something was wrong.

The strength displayed by Ling Qianren has some deviations from the content suggested by the simulation!

"Liuli, simple simulation!" Lin Chen looked at Ling Qianren, who retreated a thousand feet away and adjusted his breath secretly, and quickly ordered Liuli.

"Good master."

Simple simulation starts.

[You sensed that the situation was wrong and decided to make a quick decision. 】

[You spread out the realm, use all your strength, and unleashed the most peak blow, Ling Qianren couldn't resist and was killed by you. 】

[You have successfully obtained his natal Magic Treasures Crossing Evil Sword, the Zunqi Life and Death Chess. 】

[This simple simulation is over. 】

Looking at the results of this simple simulation, Lin Chen felt confident.

He didn't hesitate any more, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and the person was like teleporting, killing Ling Qianren.

The Jiuyao and Sixiang inscriptions were all activated, and the realm of the sword was also unfolded.

Lin Chen also used the infinite power of time domain and space together, and his whole body became blurred, as if hiding in the cracks of discontinuous space.

"Not good!" The hairs on Ling Qianren's back stood up, and his intuition told him that there was a big crisis!

Wow——

In the sky, the Life and Death Chess suddenly burst into bright light.

The black and white pieces changed positions rapidly according to a specific trajectory, as if they were turning from offense to defense.

However.

Zheng——

A slender Sword Ray flashed past, and Lin Chen was already standing behind Ling Qianren.

On the edge of the sword, blood dripped.

Ling Qianren's eyes widened, with incredible incredulity in his eyes, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

"It's over..." Lin Chen felt that the breath in Ling Qianren's body was cut off, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and put away all the Magic Treasures Flying Sword.

Immediately, it is necessary to prepare to "touch the corpse" and take the treasure.

And right now.

"hehe……"

In the ears, a creepy laughter echoed.

From that voice, Lin Chen heard a hint of ridicule and disdain.

Fingers landed on Ling Qianren's corpse, and the corpse turned into black ooze, dissolved and disappeared.

Right at this moment, Lin Chen suddenly realized that his feet had been sunk in a black quagmire, and his surroundings had already turned into nothingness.

"Lin Chen, you've been tricked! Today is your death day, with my uncle's supernatural power to help you, what are you going to use to fight me?"

In the black quagmire, a figure appeared, that pale face, eyes without pupils, who else could it be if it wasn't Leng Wanjun?

Under the shocked gaze of Lin Chen, Leng Wanjun stood in front of Long Yinfeng.

The sword in his palm fell, and he directly cut off Long Yinfeng's head!