Buzz!

In order to heal his injuries as quickly as possible, Lin Chen not only swallowed the healing elixirs and magical medicines, but also took the magical medicines that had no healing effect one by one.

He has a godless physique and can transform all kinds of power into divine power, and the magic medicine is more effective than the magic stone.

In an instant, various golden, cyan, and red divine lights bloomed from Lin Chen's body. The brilliance was brilliant and gorgeous, reflecting the dark Death Palace in various colors.

As he refined a large amount of magical elixirs, he could clearly feel that the wounds on his body were healing, the scars were falling off, and his skin was as crystal clear and delicate as a baby's.

The broken internal organs were restored bit by bit, turned into energy again, and flashed with five-color divine light, which made him feel a lot more energetic.

With spirit, Lin Chen has strength, and it will be easier to recover.

However, it is easy to recover from external injuries, but it is more troublesome to recover from internal injuries.

Not a little troublesome, but a lot of trouble.

Lin Chen keenly sensed that the sword breath left by the Three Sword Demon Emperor penetrated deep into the spiritual world, but he failed to resolve it by using various powers.

Even though he has recovered from his trauma, Lin Chen still feels mentally exhausted. His face is rosy, but his eyes are dark. Anyone who looks at him can tell that he is not in good spirits.

"The Three-Sword Demon Emperor is the God Emperor of All Things. With his understanding of the art of swords and his skills in creation, it will not be easy for me to resolve the hidden wounds he left in my spiritual world."

Lin Chen knew this clearly, so he used the will of the sword to bless the spiritual world and suppress the terrifying sword breath.

However, the effect is not great, but it is better than nothing. After all, this is the only useful method for him at the moment.

Lin Chen tried hard to cheer up and use the divine power in his body. While refining the divine elixir and medicine, he also refined the divine stone to continuously restore his divine power.

Divine power gradually emerged from the thirsty Dantian. The whole process was like a stream turning into a river, and the river turning into a vast ocean. The progress changed from slow to fast, making Lin Chen feel better and better.

As his divine power gradually recovered, Lin Chen felt less pressured in his heart. Using the blood of the God of Life, he became more comfortable and drove the Palace of Death more easily.

One of the most obvious characteristics is that the movement speed of the Death Palace has begun to increase steadily. It used to move one foot forward with one breath, but now it can reach three feet.

Compared with Lin Chen's speed of three thousand miles in an instant, this speed is still a turtle speed, but he is very satisfied because he keeps breaking away from the space and countercurrent, and it is possible to escape.

The backflow of space is dark and absolutely silent. Those who are timid and weak-willed will definitely go crazy in such an environment.

But for Lin Chen, who has experienced many life and death tests, such an environment is conducive to his healing without being disturbed.

Before I knew it, one year had passed.

Lin Chen found that he had not seen the place where the space countercurrent and the space storm connected, and he could not help but frown secretly. It seemed that he had been drifting in the space countercurrent for more than a year.

In addition, Lin Chen realized that the space countercurrent area was much wider than he imagined, no less than a world. The only difference was that there were no traces of life.

Lin Chen was calm and not in a hurry. In the past year, although he had completely recovered his powers and recovered from his injuries, the hidden wounds in his spiritual world still existed, and he was seriously lacking in energy and blood.

Unable to recover from the hidden wounds in the spiritual world, Lin Chen concentrated on restoring his qi and blood and took magical elixirs that replenished his qi and blood.

He fought fiercely with the Three Sword Demon Emperor, and his energy and blood were severely depleted, with only 20 to 30% left. He thought that if he wanted to recover as before, he would not only need a lot of magic medicine, but also a lot of time.

Sure enough, Lin Chen only recovered 70% of his qi and blood after swallowing all the magical elixirs that replenished his qi and blood, and half a year had passed.

Frowning slightly, Lin Chen thought to himself that if he wanted to completely recover his energy and blood, he might have to find some magical elixirs with better effects after he left.

Looking up and looking outside the Palace of Death, Lin Chen's eyes lit up and he said with a hint of excitement: "The countercurrent in space has begun to weaken."

The countercurrent of space weakened, and the moving speed of the Death Palace increased again, from three feet in one breath to ten feet in one breath, and it was still increasing.

"It seems that I am not far away from escaping from the countercurrent of space."

Lin Chen showed a smile, and immediately calmed down, consolidating his divine power, energy and blood, and trying his best to make his condition better.

However, due to the hidden wounds in the spiritual world, no matter how he recovers, it is still difficult to return to his peak state.

Nothing could be seen from Lin Chen's face, but from his eyes, it could be seen that he was not in good spirits, as if he had not woken up and was groggy.

…

In the blink of an eye, half a year later, Lin Chen saw a violent roaring sound coming from the dark space in front of the countercurrent. It was the sound of a space storm.

"Finally we can go out."

Lin Chen couldn't help but clenched his fists, stood up, and walked to the door of the Death Palace. He looked far and wide, and saw the overwhelming space storm through the countercurrent of space.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Lin Chen frowned, and saw that the Death Palace, which was moving faster, began to slow down, as if being repelled by an invisible force, making it difficult to break out of the spatial backflow and enter the spatial storm.

The Palace of Death rubbed against the countercurrent of space, making a hissing sound, and began to shake violently, swaying this way and that, making it difficult to move forward.

"No, space countercurrent and space storm are both space forces, but they are fundamentally different. They belong to two different forces and are incompatible. In the connecting area, there is a powerful repulsive force, which makes the God of Death

It is difficult to rush out of the palace."

Lin Chen's heart sank and his expression became serious. He was in big trouble.

The Palace of Death is a middle-grade ultimate weapon, but it cannot break through the countercurrent of space. With his power, how can he possibly break out?

what to do?

Lin Chen thought hard, but still had no way to get out, and was very anxious for a while.

The way out is right in front of him, but he can't get out. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"How about giving it a try with the blood of the Life God Clan?"

After being silent for a full cup of tea, Lin Chen thought to himself and placed his hope on the bloodline of the Life God Clan.

The bloodline of the Life God Clan is magical and unpredictable, and has brought him surprises again and again. I hope this time it will not disappoint him.

Buzz!

With a thought, Lin Chen completely inspired the blood of the Life God Clan, and his whole temperament changed drastically, becoming extremely noble, like an emperor.

Looking at the countercurrent of space outside, Lin Chen's eyes became firm, and he immediately evolved the wings of life, and then stepped out of the Palace of Death in one go.

The moment he stepped out of the Death Palace, Lin Chen activated the Space Divine Way again, and his speed increased again, rushing into the countercurrent of space like a startling giant.

He looked firmly at the space storm outside the space countercurrent, and moved forward with all his strength, but felt his body shake, as if he was being crushed by Mount Tai.

The speed slowed down, but Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged. He used the blood of the God of Life to command the Palace of Death in front and attack the countercurrent of space in front of him.

boom!

The Temple of Death was like a black mountain, hitting the countercurrent of space, but was knocked back by a terrifying force.

"no?"
Chapter completed!