"That person is here."

The seven Taibai Sword Masters all changed their expressions and quickly stepped forward to protect Lin Chen.

Lin Chen felt warm in his heart and said, "Don't worry, Sect Master, he can't do anything to his disciples."

After that, he passed by the seven Taibai Sword Masters and walked towards the outside of the palace. He saw an old man in white robe standing outside the palace with his hands behind his hands.

"Son."

"Boss, we are here."

Just when Lin Chen came outside the hall, Yeming Daomo and his wife came with the seventh elder and others, and landed on the left side of the hall; Xiaohuo and Tianle took Xuhuai Shengzi and others to the outside of the hall.

On the right, surround the old man in white robe.

"metropolitan."

The Seventh Elder, Holy Son Xuhuai and others were excited when they saw the seven masters of Taibai Sword, but were soon interrupted by a gentle voice: "Dry tongue."

The white-robed old man's eyes flashed, he looked Lin Chen up and down, and said: "Sure enough, you also have the blood of the Life God Clan."

"Do you also have the blood of the Life God Clan?"

Lin Chen's eyes flashed, looking at his rosy old face, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, you look a little familiar. Could it be that we have met somewhere before?"

The old man in white robes said with a smile: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, I have more than just met you. Please take a closer look at me."

I saw that his face suddenly changed, his long eyebrows turned into thick eyebrows, the bridge of his nose rose, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and his soft eyes became sinister, showing a hint of demonic nature.

"The Emperor of Death?"

The seven Taibai Sword Masters lost their voices when they saw this, they couldn't believe it.

"It's him. Hasn't he been killed by the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword?"

The Seventh Elder, Holy Son Xuhuai and others looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"Boss, didn't you kill him with your own hands?" Tianle widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief.

"I did kill him, but that was his true identity."

Looking at the white-robed old man whose appearance had changed drastically, Lin Chen's eyes flashed with sudden realization, and he said: "And he is the life clone of the Death Emperor, the owner of the bloodline of the Life God Clan."

"So that's it."

Tianle suddenly understood, and Taibai Sword Master and others also understood.

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you really know my identity."

The old man in white robes flicked his sleeves and smiled, his face changed again, and he said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, I'm waiting for you here not to kill you, so I didn't kill these people, I just restricted their freedom.

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Lin Chen smiled when he heard this and said, "Are you doing this for the blood of the God of Life?"

"Haha, I like to talk to smart people, so I won't say more. As long as you hand over the blood of the Life God Clan, I will leave immediately." The old man in white robe praised.

"This is unreasonable! How dare you want my father's bloodline? Look at my aunt, I will kill you." Xiao Huo stared at her eyes and said angrily.

"Looking for death, you can also ask for my boss's bloodline?" Tianle said with contempt.

"Master, please let Ye Ming kill him."

Ye Mingdao's demonic eyes showed murderous intent, and Qingfengying also looked coldly at the white-robed old man.

"No, this can be regarded as my past grudge, I want to resolve it myself."

Lin Chen waved his hand slightly and said to the old man in white robe: "If you want my blood, just come and get it."

"Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, I know that you are a genius of the first divine ancestor, but I am the third divine ancestor."

The old man in white robe rolled up his sleeves, and the white robe he wore immediately began to sway, emitting a white divine light, exuding the power of the three divine ancestors.

"Hahaha, you, the ancestor of the three gods, want to deal with my father? You are really like a toad yawning loudly."

Xiaohuo held her cute belly with her left hand, pointed at him with her right hand and laughed, almost to tears.

Tianle and Ye Mingdaomo and his wife also looked at him as if they were dead. They had seen fools before, but never such a fool.

"..."

Sword Master Taibai and others were a little overwhelmed when they saw this. What happened? Aren't you worried about the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword at all? This clone of the Death Emperor is the ancestor of the three gods.

"Dry tongue."

Xiao Huo's laughter and the expressions of Tian Le and the others made the old man in white robe lose his face. He waved his sleeves and scolded, and rolled towards Xiao Huo with all his power.

"Watch the fight."

Xiaohuo had already wanted to take action, so she rushed up and slapped him, directly destroying his power, and then landed on his old face.

Snap!

As soon as the loud slap came out, the old man in white robes' face collapsed, all his teeth fell out, and he fell to the ground like an onion, unable to get up.

I saw Xiao Huo glaring at him with his hands on his hips, exuding half the power of the Holy God, covering him directly, with firelight flickering and hot smoke rising.

With a crackling sound, the bones of the old man in white robes were broken, and divine blood spurted out, dyeing the white robe red. His old face was completely deformed, and his eyes were almost squeezed out.

What's going on?

Is this the end?

Seeing the old man in white robe who was so menacing just a moment ago but now looked miserable in the blink of an eye, Taibai Sword Master and others almost doubted their life.

This is a genuine ancestor of the three gods. How did the vicious man who trapped them all become so vulnerable?

The old man in white robes found it even more difficult to accept. He stared hard and said intermittently with a deformed mouth: "No, it's impossible. I am the ancestor of the three gods. How could I lose to you, a girl?"

Xiaohuo raised his face and said arrogantly: "You are nothing like a Third Path God Ancestor. Even if the Nine Paths God Ancestor comes, I will still kill my aunt."

"Ahem, cough, my lord, no, I was wrong. I am willing to apologize for this matter." The old man in white robe coughed painfully.

"Dad, what should we do with him?" Xiao Huo looked at Cheap Daddy.

"Kill." Lin Chen said.

"What?" The white-robed old man's face changed drastically, and he shouted sternly: "If you kill the old man, they will also be buried with you."

"Dad, what does he mean?" Xiaohuo blinked his eyes in confusion.

Lin Chen looked at the seven Taibai Sword Masters, condensing mental power in his eyes to scan, but heard the white-robed old man sneer: "I have left a life restriction in their spiritual world, and only I can unlock it."

But just as he finished speaking, he saw Lin Chen using his mental power to enter the spiritual world of the seven Taibai Sword Masters and lift the life restriction.

Then, Lin Chen used his empty hand to explore and pulled out seven life restrictions. He looked at the old man in white robe and said, "Is this it?"

"How is that possible?"

The old man in white robe almost stared out his eyes, and his deformed old face turned livid, as if he had been slapped.

Poof!

Lin Chen moved his palm slightly and crushed the seven life restrictions into powder. Then he waved at the white-robed old man and saw a sword energy rising into the sky.

The sword light was as bright as the sun, and the old man in white robe was horrified. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say a single word, and then he lost consciousness.

As the sword energy fell, his entire body turned into ashes, leaving only a storage ring.

"Wow, there's something good."

Xiaohuo's eyes were bright when he saw it. He grabbed it and wiped away the spiritual imprint on it. But he soon said with a small mouth: "Dad, he is so poor, let alone the treasure, just
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