At this time, Song Lin was like an emperor walking on the earth, controlling the laws of heaven and earth, dominating the sun, moon, and yin and yang. The Emperor's Heaven Sword in his hand was also like the token of the human emperor in the ancient legend, condensing the pure power of human beings and demonstrating boundless power.

"Zhou Qingyuan, I have to admit that you are very strong, very strong." Song Lin looked at Zhou Cheng with a lofty attitude. He shook his head slightly and said, "It's a pity that you are just very strong. With your current strength, you can't do anything at all."

Where did this inexplicable self-confidence come from... Zhou Cheng felt confused, but he had no intention of asking these things, and said in a deep voice: "Did you capture Master Huaixiang and hand him over!"

"Do you feel like asking for help?" Song Lin was too lazy to answer Zhou Cheng's question at all. He sneered: "Zhou Qingyuan, you are in the state of Song Yan calling the weapon. You are indeed strong. Even the two great gods have been dealt with by you. But even so, you can't do anything to me holding the Emperor Tian Sword. As long as the time for Song Yan calling the weapon passes, it will be your death!"

"Imperial Heaven Sword is very strong?" Zhou Cheng was a little amused and cried, calling the Ziqing Swords back to his side and said, "I see that the artifact in your hand is not much stronger than my sword combination."

"Idiot, aren't a royal family? Do you know what a humanistic holy weapon is?" Song Lin looked at Zhou Cheng with contempt, his eyes full of sarcasm, and said, "As the prince of the Great Jin Dynasty, I can get the power of humanistic sentient beings by holding a humanistic holy weapon, and have the power of a peak god!"

"It's really troublesome!" Zhou Cheng shook his head impatiently. He originally planned to ask Song Lin just like this, but judging from the current situation, Song Lin would not say anything just by asking, and might not even be able to listen.

Therefore, Zhou Cheng's body moved, and at a speed far beyond Song Lin's reaction limit, it instantly appeared in front of him. Then, in his horrified gaze, he grabbed the crown on the top of his head, and then pressed down violently, pressing the prince of the Great Jin to the ground. At the same time, Zhou Cheng fell down as he fell.

A deafening whistling sound sounded between the sky and the earth. Zhou Cheng fell rapidly on the top of Song Lin's head. The two of them were like stars falling from the sky, pulling out long airflow flames in the air, and finally hitting the ground with a bang.

Rumble!

The light burst out, smoke, dust, sand and gravel rushed straight into the sky, and a huge pit of several miles was smashed out. Zhou Cheng was standing at the bottom of the pit, and he was still pressing Song Lin's head in his hand, pressing him to the ground.

What kind of humanity vows, what kind of eighth-level top-grade, what kind of humanity holy tools are all meaningless for Zhou Cheng, who has the power of the divine king after Song Yan summoning the weapon.

Song Lin is now just a little god, and it seems that he is about the same level as Zhou Cheng Songyan's after calling the weapon, but in fact, Zhou Cheng's magic power is dozens of times that of Song Lin. The gap between the two is simply like a sky and a completely different place.

As for the eighth-level top-grade artifact of Emperor Tian Sword, there is no need to worry about it. Zhou Cheng condensed the Yu Ding at the moment of taking action. After being strengthened by Taixu Guizang, this is the eighth-level top-grade Yu Ding.

The Emperor Tian Sword naturally had no choice but to obey in front of Yu Ding, and did not dare to make any abnormal movements. The power of the Emperor Tian Sword could not cause any harm to Yu Ding. The meanings of the two in the humanistic sense are completely different.

In the humanistic sense, the Emperor Tian Sword is far inferior to the Yu Ding if it is tens of millions of times. Therefore, when Zhou Cheng took action, the Emperor Tian Sword was unresponsive because it was suppressed by the humanistic imperial power emitted by the Yu Ding.

Zhou Chengzai pressed Song Lin's head and let half of his face be embedded in the soil. Then he asked seriously: "I wonder if I can ask about my uncle Huaixiang's whereabouts?"

"You dream!" Song Lin snorted coldly. Now half of his head was pressed into the soil, but he didn't look like he wanted to surrender. He stared at Zhou Cheng fiercely and said, "You want to find that old man Huaixiang? Not much, he is indeed alive, but it's a pity that he can't go back!"

Boom!

Zhou Cheng's magic power was used up and he punched the big pit again. Song Lin's entire head was pressed into the ground. Then he pulled Song Lin's head out of the ground, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, where is Master Huaixiang?"

"Zhou Qingyuan, give up." Song Lin was unexpectedly backbone. Even though his ribs were broken several times and the pain was unbearable, he still didn't scream at all. He just gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Qingyuan, you are very strong, terrifyingly strong, but you principal will not be long. Soon, this world is the world of my Song family!...ah!"

Immersed in his fantasy of the future, Song Lin suddenly shouted a heart-wrenching scream, and saw that his arm was twisted abnormally, twisted five or six times, all the bones on it were shattered, and some of the inner soul was also shaken away by Zhou Cheng's magic power.

This is a terrible attack that penetrates the body and spirit, and it is an incomparable pain. It comes from the double impact of the body and the spirit. Even Song Lin, who has already attained the divine king, cannot bear it.

Zhou Cheng shook his hand and dispelled all the negative things just now, instantly curing Song Lin's injuries. At the same time, taking advantage of the weakest opportunity of Song Lin's will, he shook the bell and asked again: "Tell me, where is Master Huaixiang now?"

Song Lin's eyes were a little confused. His inner thoughts were now controlled by Zhou Cheng, so he had to answer unconsciously: "It is in the Yedu Palace, guarded by two gods himself."

In the Yedu Palace, Master Huaixiang was actually transferred there. Zhou Cheng frowned. It was obviously too late to go to the Yedu Palace to rescue him. The fact that the Demon Emperor's Blood is about to be sealed is too important. The first priority now is to rush back to the sect to inform him.

However, before again, Zhou Cheng had another question to ask: "What are you Song doing? Why do you intercept the people who learned about the blood of the Demon Emperor? Why do you want to conceal this for the Demon Emperor? What are you doing?"

In fact, Zhou Cheng still had a doubt in his heart. Since the Song family has begun to help the Demon Emperor with a lot of blood, this is contrary to humanity. You must know that the Demon Emperor is the mortal enemy of the Human Emperor, how can he still use humanity power? This is obviously unreasonable.

Song Lin's eyes were still confused, obviously still under the control of the heart-snatching bell, but he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I only knew that my father really got something, but he decided to do this."

(To be continued.)
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