"Alas, it seems that the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword will inevitably follow in the footsteps of the True Saint of Huanjian." The Holy Son of Wanjian sighed.

"Sage Son of Heavenly Sword will not lose to him so easily." Saint Son of Chongtian clenched his fists and said.

"Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, can you do it?" Holy Son Yunfeng murmured with lack of confidence.

Seeing Lin Chen who was about to be swallowed up by the nether world, the confidence of the Holy Son Yunfeng and others in Lin Chen began to waver, let alone the other disciples.

The three of Holy Son Xuhuai looked at each other, and then looked at the frowning Holy Lady Huanzhen, remembering that they were all defeated by Holy Son Mingye in this way.

Looking at the current Heavenly Sword Saint, it seems that he is on this road of failure.

Lin Chen's current situation is extremely unfavorable. He has been forced to the end of the sword platform by the netherworld, and there is no way out.

"If you can't crack his netherworld from the outside, then I'll crack it from the inside."

Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat, his face became firm, and he immediately took the scroll of the Dragon Sword and entered the netherworld on his own initiative.

"Oh, why didn't he resist and instead took the initiative to send him in?" Saint Wanjian said sadly.

"It's over."

Holy Son Chongtian shook his head and sighed, Holy Son Xuhuai and others also remained silent, and Holy Son Yunfeng, Liangyi Sword Emperor and others looked worried.

Everything seemed to be destined for Lin Chen's defeat.

"What a powerful force of the underworld."

Entering the Netherworld, Lin Chen immediately felt the surging power of the Netherworld, which was more powerful than the Sword Dao, Lightning Divine Dao and Space Divine Dao.

It was dark, lonely, and empty in front of my eyes. I couldn't hear a sound. The atmosphere was extremely depressing. Those who were not strong-willed would have to have a mental breakdown.

call out!

Hearing only a sword whistle, Lin Chen saw an ink sword passing from left to right, as fast as a ghost, making it impossible to guard against it.

Lin Chen flapped the wings of life to avoid it, stimulated the blood of the God of Life to the extreme, injected it into the Wandering Dragon Sword, and slashed forward.

His mental power has captured the traces of the Holy Son of the Night, hiding in the depths of the Netherworld, where there is endless darkness.

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the blazing white sword light illuminated the netherworld, striking like a meteor with a flying sword.

The surging power of the netherworld was split open and submerged into the boundless darkness. There was a loud rumbling sound and a wave of dark energy burst out.

"go!"

Lin Chen drank softly, and the Dragon Sword flew out from his hand, carrying the energy of life, as graceful as a dragon, splitting the energy of darkness in half, and entered it.

The next moment, Lin Chen stepped into the dark world with a surging white light. His eyes were like swords, and he quickly met the eyes of the Holy Son of Ming Ye.

A smile appeared on Mingye's lips and he said: "Did you know? The four of them, Huanzhen Saint and Xuhuai, all came in, but without exception, they were all defeated by me. You will become the fifth one."

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As he spoke, he walked towards Lin Chen. The black sword returned to his hand like a flying swallow returning to its nest, blooming with the light of the netherworld sword.

As a buzzing sound sounded, lines of netherworld veins spread out from his body and surrounded him, making him as majestic as a demon god.

Lin Chen instantly felt the pressure, and his heart became extremely depressed. He frowned and said, "No, Netherworld Shinto definitely does not have such a powerful power."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Lin Chen's mind, and he blurted out: "Netherworld God Clan, is this the power of the Netherworld God Clan's bloodline?"

Holy Son Mingye, who had been smiling just now, actually showed a look of surprise at this moment and asked, "How do you know about the Netherworld God Clan?"

Lin Chen did not answer, but looked at him from all directions, and said thoughtfully: "You are not from the Netherworld God Clan, but you have the blood of the Netherworld God Clan, right?"

When he was in the Holy Realm of Life, Elder Shenchuan once told him that the Netherworld God Clan was the enemy of the Life God Clan, and they would fight each other if they disagreed.

No wonder this Holy Son of Ming Ye was somewhat targeting him.

Holy Son Mingye looked at Lin Chen in surprise, and suddenly sneered: "Sir Son of Heavenly Sword, you are indeed a monster. Even the four Huanzhen people didn't see my bloodline, but you actually saw it."

"As far as I know, let alone Qinzhou, even in the entire Litian Realm, there are very few traces of the Nether God Clan. So where did you get the bloodline?" Lin Chen asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Saint Mingye asked.

"How about this? If I defeat you, you can tell me." Lin Chen said.

"Hahaha, Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, since you know the Netherworld God Clan, you should also know the terror of the Netherworld God Clan's bloodline. How can you contend with it?" Saint Mingye laughed.

"Agree or not, just say one word." Lin Chen said straightforwardly.

"You're not qualified."

The Holy Son of Mingye showed a hint of ridicule, pointed at the ink sword, and with a swish, slashed at Lin Chen with the terrifying power of the netherworld.

"You overestimate your Netherworld God Clan bloodline."

Lin Chen smiled softly, and suddenly fully activated the bloodline of the God of Life, setting off a majestic bloodline aura that rolled out like a roaring sea.

Groan!

The Wandering Dragon Sword was like a divine dragon flying into the sky. It twisted in the air and with a clang, intercepted Mo Jian.

Two swords, one white and one black, collided together, shocking the world. The holy white light and the ink-like black light spread out like two torrents.

At the same time, the power of the bloodline of the Life God Clan overwhelmed the power of the Netherworld God Clan bloodline like a vast ocean.

Bang!

The Holy Son of Mingye trembled all over and staggered back as if he had been shocked by electricity.

His face changed drastically, and he shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible? I have already used the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan, why am I still suppressed by your bloodline?"

Lin Chen smiled and said: "Because your Netherworld God Clan bloodline is not as good as my bloodline."

"impossible!"

The eyes of Holy Son Mingye were colder than ever before, and he said decisively: "Since I have the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan, no one's bloodline can beat mine, and neither can you."

He looked up to the sky and roared, and slapped his right hand on his chest, which immediately stimulated the blood of the Netherworld God Clan completely, and his whole body glowed with metallic black light, filling him with a ferocious feeling.

The next moment, he rushed towards Lin Chen and transformed his body into a sword, forming a powerful bloodline sword wave in the shape of a black funnel, which was thousands of feet huge and extremely terrifying.

"Have you already used the bloodline of the Netherworld God Clan to the point where it is compatible with the way of swordsmanship?"

Lin Chen showed a hint of interest in his eyes, and immediately moved up through the space. His bloodline aura surged, white light washed over him, and he hit him like a mountain.

In an instant, Lin Chen also blasted out a blood sword wave, which was white and circular in shape, dispelling all the ghostly and dark energy in front of him.

In a ten thousandth of a second, Lin Chen collided with Ming Ye Shengzi. From a distance, it looked like a jade mountain colliding with a black mountain, which was shocking.

Massive amounts of life energy and netherworld energy swept out like a flood, spreading for thousands of miles and rumbling in the impact of the entire netherworld.

White light and black light burst out, forming two energy beams, one white and one black, which directly hit the defensive shield above the sword platform, making a loud noise.

At this time, the saints and disciples inside and outside Zishan felt like hearing a thunderbolt from the blue, their ears roared, and they temporarily lost their hearing.
Chapter completed!