But they knew that they were no match for the Three-Sword Demon Emperor, so they all worked hard to practice and improve their strength crazily, hoping to one day be able to kill the Three-Sword Demon Emperor.

In addition, they showed no mercy to the people in Mojia Mountain. As long as they encountered them, they would kill them if they were sure. If they were not sure, they would find someone to join forces to kill them.

Not only the disciples of Shengluo Dao Sect are having more and more conflicts with Moga Mountain, but also the other four holy places are no exception, such as Yuantu Sword Lord, Pingtian Sword King and Shenying Ghost Lord.

They all remembered Lin Chen's life-saving grace. If they couldn't kill the Three-Sword Demon Emperor, they would kill the disciples of Mojiashan first and collect some interest.

Therefore, the relationship between the Five Holy Lands, other sects, families and Moga Mountain has become increasingly tense, and the storm is coming, like a powder keg about to explode, full of fire.

Some God-Emperors who had experienced the last war had a premonition that another war was not far away.

Especially the Moga Mountain side is more warlike than the human race. Many warlike God Emperors are clamoring to launch a war and destroy the five holy places.

The Three-Knife Demon Emperor knew that he had become the target of public criticism in the Five Holy Lands and that his life would be in danger if he left Mojia Mountain, so he actively pushed Mojia Mountain to launch a war with the Five Holy Lands.

Finally, some warlike god-emperors in Mojia Mountain found an excuse to destroy a small sect of the human race, intensifying the conflict with the five holy lands.

As the contradictions intensified, the conflicts between the two sides became larger and larger, gradually heading towards war.

It can be said that neither the Five Holy Lands nor Mojia Mountain expected that this war would actually start because of Lin Chen.

Although the two sides have fought countless wars in history, they have never happened because of the fall of a Realm-Breaking God King genius.

This is the first time that Lin Chen is destined to be remembered by the martial arts community in the Central Region.

As the person involved, Lin Chen did not know all this.

"Am I already dead?"

Lin Chen felt that his head was dizzy and his consciousness was hazy, as if he was sleeping in an ice cellar, his whole body was cold, and there was a strong sense of pain in the coldness.

Moreover, his spirit, soul and heart were extremely unstable, with dark red traces of the knife path remaining, and the pain was hundreds of times more intense than physical pain.

As Lin Chen became more and more conscious, his teeth were chattering in pain, and he felt it was difficult to breathe, and he hurriedly exercised willpower to restrain himself.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Lin Chen wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt extremely heavy, as if he had just woken up after falling into a severe coma.

Looking at the dark scene in front of him, Lin Chen's pale, paper-like face revealed a smile: "It seems I'm not dead yet."

"It feels so good to be alive!"

Taking a breath of cool air quietly, Lin Chen felt extremely comfortable. This comfort did not come from the body, but from the happiness of the spirit.

After all, the Three Sword Demon Emperor tried so hard to kill him and rob the Death Palace, but he survived tenaciously. If the Three Sword Demon Emperor knew that he was still alive, I wonder what he would think?

"The expression on the devil's face must be wonderful, right?"

A smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips, and he immediately lay there, turning his eyes and looking around.

"Don't know where I am?"

Lin Chen murmured and froze suddenly. After being silent for a while, he finally remembered, this is...

Death Palace!

Yes, he is in the Palace of Death.

After Lin Chen was involved in the countercurrent of space, the crisis he encountered was several times more terrifying than facing the Three Sword Demon Emperor. The countercurrent of space would directly wipe out his soul.

In order to survive, Lin Chen had an idea and hid in the Palace of Death.

After all, the Palace of Death is a mid-grade ultimate weapon with impeccable attack and defense capabilities, far superior to a low-grade ultimate weapon.

Of course, Lin Chen's move also took a huge risk. If the Death Palace could not withstand the reverse flow of space, he would still be in a state of despair.

Fortunately, the Palace of Death lived up to Lin Chen's expectations and resisted the reverse flow of space, allowing him to survive and escape danger.

wrong!

He is not out of danger yet.

Suddenly, Lin Chen's Death Palace shook slightly and made loud noises from time to time.

Obviously, the Palace of Death is facing the impact of the countercurrent of space, and is constantly being drawn into the depths of the countercurrent of space.

"No, the space countercurrent is the same as the space storm. The deeper you go, the stronger and more destructive it is. Even if the Death Palace is a mid-level ultimate divine weapon, it cannot withstand it."

Lin Chen's face changed slightly, and he quickly stood up, but felt a sharp pain in his body, as if his body had been cut by a knife, and it was difficult to stand still.

In desperation, Lin Chen had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground, take out the magic elixir from the storage ring, swallow it to heal his wounds, and at the same time transform the energy of life into divine power to nourish the dry Dantian.

Seeing that there was a lot of life energy in his body, Lin Chen estimated that he had been sleeping for a long time, at least a year and a half, and he became increasingly anxious.

Even if it only lasts for half a year, the countercurrent of space is enough to drag him into the depths. If he wants to get out of the countercurrent of space, it will definitely not be an easy task.

Lin Chen's eyes flashed, and he took out the divine stone from the storage ring and refined it like crazy without any heartache, because now he lacked everything except the divine stone.

Divine stones are easier to refine than magical elixirs. In just a cup of tea, Lin Chen refined millions of low-grade sacred stones.

But such a small amount of divine stone could not replenish much divine power at all. For Lin Chen, it was just a drop in the bucket, so he continued to refine it.

At the same time, he slowly gathered his mental power, only to find that there was a terrifying sword breath remaining in the spiritual world, which not only affected his spirit, but also his soul and will.

That is the sword breath belonging to the Three-Sword Demon Emperor!

"Damn it!"

Lin Chen's face darkened and he was in a bad mood, because he found that this knife breath had penetrated deeply into the spiritual world and was difficult to eliminate, at least there was no way at the moment.

But Lin Chen had no choice. He had to drive the Palace of Death to leave the space and reverse the flow. Otherwise, once the Palace of Death was destroyed, he would be destroyed along with it.

It is no exaggeration to say that the situation Lin Chen faced was no easier than when he faced the Three Sword Demon Emperor, and he could still feel the aura of death.

He tried hard to restrain the influence of the sword's breath on the spiritual world and slowly gathered his mental power, but he immediately felt a stinging sensation that penetrated into his bone marrow, making him frown.

"It will definitely work."

Lin Chen took a deep breath, exercised his will of swordsmanship, and strengthened his spiritual power. After several failures, he finally succeeded in driving the Death Palace.

Boom!

The Palace of Death moved, rolling out majestic death energy, impacting the surrounding space and moving slowly outward.

Lin Chen keenly felt that the countercurrent in space outside the Death Palace was extremely terrifying. It was the most terrifying destructive force he had ever seen so far.

The Palace of Death rubbed against the flow of space, emitting an incessant chirping sound that reached Lin Chen's ears, making him feel particularly harsh and uncomfortable.

The countercurrent in the space outside was too strong. Lin Chen thought to himself that if he had been a low-grade Ji Dao magic weapon, he would have been crushed long ago.

Fortunately, the middle-grade Ji Dao divine weapons in the Palace of Death can withstand the reverse flow of space from outside, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"The speed is still too slow. If it continues at this rate, I don't know how many years and months it will take before I can leave this space and reverse the flow."

Looking at the Palace of Death moving as slowly as a snail, Lin Chen shook his head secretly, but there was no way at the moment but to recover from his injuries first.
Chapter completed!