I, after failing the college entrance examination, went to cultivate immortality.

The king in white took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the pain in his heart.

The next moment, the King of God in white waved his hand and stepped out, the space split instantly, and he suddenly appeared in the sky of the small world.

Everyone in the circle was shocked, as if they had found hope, they screamed:

"Your Majesty the God King!!"

Lynn slowly raised his head, without saying a word, silently looking at the white-clothed God King above the sky.

The white-clothed god king let out a long breath, and with a wave of his sleeve, the restriction disappeared instantly.

He looked at the crowd painfully, and said:

"All those cheaters stand up for me!"

Sikong Yi and the others trembled all over, lowered their heads, and walked out timidly.

This is the lord of Misty City, a fairy king!

But it's not something they can offend.

No matter how powerful they are, they have to be grandsons in front of others.

The king in white took a deep breath, looked down at the four people, and said in a deep voice;

"Do you know that this is the arena under the Nascent Soul Realm? You have brought in these abilities and things that do not belong to this level without authorization. What do you want to do?"

Wu Shanli and the others shuddered, knelt down quickly, and said:

"Your Majesty the God King, I will be convicted."

Only Sikong Yi raised his head suddenly, looked at Lin En fiercely, and said:

"Your Majesty the God King, since you are here, I request to fight him in a fair manner! If I can take his head, I ask the Immortal King to reward me with the True Immortal Dao Fruit!"

He clasped his fists suddenly, his eyes flickering.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone also stepped forward one after another, clasping their fists together for a fight.

"God King, please fight!"

"I'm not convinced! I'm willing to fight him openly!"

If they didn't hang up, none of them thought Lynn was their opponent!

After all, as a monk, no one has any arrogance.

Before the king in white said anything, Lin En had already stood up. He raised his head slowly, put the notebook in his arms, and said calmly:

"Don't be so troublesome."

"Come on together."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face changed drastically.

There was an uproar at the scene.

What the hell!

How arrogant!

Sikong Yi sneered, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said: "Okay! Since you have made such a request, then I want to see if you really dare to fight against the crowd!"

In an instant, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and a sword blade flashing with cold light appeared in their hands in an instant.

Wu Shan said coldly: "I don't need a Dao bell, I just use my Nascent Soul Realm to fight you, come on!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and stared at Lin En.

The King of God in white glanced at the people who were at war with swords. Although he felt that something was wrong, he shook his head after seeing the calm expression on Lin En's face, and said:

"If that's the case, then let's do it! Lynn, let me confirm with you again..."

Lynn said calmly: "Let's start."

The white-clothed god king let out a small breath, and then said loudly:

"In this case, I will give you a chance, but I will confiscate your hanging! Whoever survives in the end, I will give it back to him!"

The thousand-faced old man nodded, and then sealed himself hundreds of times, sneering ambitiously:

"This time the champion, it seems that it must be me!"

But the next moment, he heard the cold voice of the king in white.

"Except you."

The thousand-faced old man was stunned for a moment, then he was shocked and said: "Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

The God King in white glared and said, "They brought props that don't belong to this rank, but you don't belong to this rank, confiscated!"

As soon as these words came out, the thousand-faced old man turned pale with fright, and knelt down with a plop.

"Your Majesty, please give me another chance!!"

But it didn't work at all.

The white-clothed god king waved his hand, and in an instant, the blood shadow of Sikong Yi was instantly wiped out, and the Dao bell of Wu Shanli and the two of them was directly taken into the pocket of the white-clothed god king.

A few minutes later, the God King in white grabbed the back of the thousand-faced old man's neck with one hand, and disappeared into the small world in an instant regardless of his wailing.

The wind whistled by.

In the arena, only Lin En and the remaining monks in the Nascent Soul Realm were left.

Lynn alone.

As well as Sikong Yi, Wu Shanli, Murong Yunxi and a total of [-] Nascent Soul Realm monks!

There was silence all around.

All the audience held their breath and stared at the picture intently.

This should be the final battle.

Who will win in the end? !

And at that moment, Sikong Yi suddenly showed a ferocious expression on his face, saying:

"Linn! Today is your memorial day next year. I want to see if you can withstand the siege of us all!"

In an instant, he let out a long roar, and a piercing light bloomed between his brows.

The next moment, everyone was shocked.

On Sikong Yi's skin, pitch-black capillaries instantly climbed out, and those blood vessels were like vines, wrapping his whole body in them.

In an instant, he turned into a flesh and blood monster with a height of three meters.

The host A Bing yelled: "If I'm not wrong, this should be fighting demons! Damn! It seems that Sikong Yi really has something!"

"Once he transforms into a fighting demon, his regeneration speed and healing speed will be unimaginably fast. In a sense, this is a different kind of immortality!"

The whole place trembled.

The muscles of Sikong Yi's whole body were turned outwards and swelled, his voice became extraordinarily hoarse, and his eyes turned into a pair of pitch-black and blood-red vertical pupils.

He looked at Lynn ferociously and sneered:

"Even without that evil thought, I still have my own trump card. Hehe, since I was a child, my father has transformed this body with the factor of fighting demons. You can't kill me, but I can easily kill you!"

Roar--

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and all the monks around him retreated one after another, showing horror on their faces.

"This guy is simply a monster! The gene of a creature like Dou Mo dares to be transplanted into his body! Isn't he afraid of backlash?!"

Sikong Yiju looked down at Lin En condescendingly, and said with a sneer:

"Aren't you very strong? Then I want to see today, how can you break my fighting demon body?!"

A breeze blew through Lynn's hairline.

Lynn raised his head, his eyes remained unmoved.

"Are you finished?"

Sikong Yi sneered: "You look very confident, then I'll give you a chance to attack, but don't care about you..."

Just at the moment when he hadn't finished speaking.

In the picture, Lynn's hand still touched the hilt of the sword so slowly.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he gently held the hilt of the sword, while the other hand was placed on the hilt of the magic knife behind his back.

In an instant.

Everyone felt a sense of suffocation and depression for no reason.

Like the moment the avalanche is about to start, like the moment the pistol is pulled the trigger.

then……

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Chapter 373 Return to the body with the way of the other side

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When Lynn started to move, no one could see his movements clearly.

When his sword was sheathed, everyone thought he had never drawn it.

But in that wind galloping engine, Lin En's body had already appeared hundreds of meters behind Sikong Yi.

Clang.

He sheathed his sword.

Sheath the knife.

Then he raised his head and said quietly, "Next."

The whole place was silent.

Under everyone's bewildered gaze, Sikong Yi's eyes suddenly became loose, revealing great panic.

The next moment, streaks of scarlet blood suddenly shot out from his neck.

A clear sword mark slowly appeared on his neck.

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, his head fell from his body with a thud, splashing blood into the sky.

There was still disbelief in his eyes, and he couldn't believe how he was suddenly beheaded.

"You think you can kill me like this..."

Unwilling, he roared.

But the next moment, his eyes flickered.

Suddenly, he felt in horror that a knife mark appeared on the center of his brow.

That knife scar was like a scar, a scar for his execution!

At that moment, numerous cracks appeared in his spiritual platform, and the Nascent Soul in the immortal platform also cracked all over in an instant.

"This... this..." He was terrified, not knowing what happened.

The next moment, there was a shrill scream.

Wisps of green smoke emanated from his facial features and dissipated on the spot.

And his huge body also fell to the ground with a thud, his head automatically fused into the body, and Dou Mo's genes restored him in an instant.

But his soul is gone.

The whole place trembled.

"What happened..." A monk trembled and backed away.

No one saw clearly what happened at that moment just now, it was too fast, really too fast! !

On the high platform, the king in white took a deep breath and said seriously:

"He only used one sword and one sword. One sword cut off the connection between his head and body, and one sword shattered his primordial spirit and spiritual platform! His sword technique is a sword that specializes in cutting souls! It's amazing!"