Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1737: Wedding (7)

"Hahaha..."

Prince Qi laughed like a night owl.

A dark red mist overflowed from his body, and his face changed dramatically.

This breath is completely consistent with Alchemy IX.

"Haha, finally... I have been waiting for this moment."

Prince Qi looked up to the sky and laughed.

The voice changed to Alchemy IX.

He finally waited for this day.

Holding Lin Beichen, who was rapidly collapsing and weak, in his arms in the early morning, he looked at 'Prince Qi' with hatred in his eyes.

She should have thought of it.

It should have been thought of long ago.

Alchemy IX has always sent Prince Qi to contact him.

He was Prince Qi from the beginning.

Take her to practice, to get the evil moon hammer, to meet Lin Beichen... Prince Qi knows everything about the two of them.

Since he is so important, and Lin Beichen is so important, how could Alchemy IX, who was born in the ancient tribe, not send a person he absolutely trusts?

No.

It should be said that Prince Qi has long been polluted.

He has long been a puppet of Alchemy IX.

Why didn't you notice it before?

Cut malicious.

Before, Alchemy IX cut off the malice in his body, so he and Lin Beichen were able to enter the seventh hall smoothly.

And this time, he cut off the malice in Prince Qi's body, so that no matter whether it was himself, the Seventh Palace, or Wang Zhong... none of them could detect the killing intent in Prince Qi's heart.

Lin Beichen didn't even have the slightest warning.

That's why I got hit.

The real killing move turned out to be Prince Qi.

"Ho Ho..."

Lin Beichen let out a low growl.

His body trembled suddenly, wanting to say something.

However, the dark red ancient clumsy light talisman spread all over the body, like tattoos and chains spread on the surface of the skin, unexpectedly losing the dominance over the body rapidly, unable to utter the last word.

The brilliance in the eyes is quickly dissipating.

"Don't."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

She fell into great fear, and clearly felt that Lin Beichen's vitality was disappearing rapidly, irretrievably like sand grains in an hourglass.

Qingchen has never seen Lin Beichen showing such a weak side.

She saw that he looked at her with astonishment, and there seemed to be a trace of apology in his eyes.

It seems to be saying, I'm sorry, I didn't expect to die in such a sacred wedding, this is not the result I want, I don't want to make you sad, but I can't seem to hold on.

"No, no, no, no..."

Tear bursting like a bank in the early morning.

She burned the eternal flame recklessly, trying to burn off the ancient dark red runes gushing out of Lin Beichen's wound and melt the black blade.

But to no avail.

Lin Beichen is dying quickly.

In the distance, Jianxue Wuming's body trembled slightly.

Even from a distance, she could clearly feel the changes in Lin Beichen.

It shouldn't be.

Impossible

He is...

How can you die?

Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Then, a bolt of lightning flashed across her mind.

"Could it be that he is not... just because of his similar blood, so I misunderstood him?"

Jian Xue's Wuming figure stepped forward like lightning.

What does she want to check.

"Go away."

There was a piercing roar in the early morning.

Her eyes were red like pools of blood, and she looked at Jianxue Wuming: "Don't come near him, no one should come near him..."

Terrible power is growing from Chen Chen's body.

It seems that something has begun to recover.

"I am his wife."

Staring at her early in the morning, he said this.

Jianxue Wuming suddenly seemed to be nailed to the ground, and it was difficult to get any closer.

Lin Beichen's thinking gradually sank.

He only felt that his consciousness was constantly shattering, as if a complete mirror was shattered and then crushed into powder, all consciousness was dissipating.

The body cannot move.

The mouth cannot speak.

Consciousness sinks.

Is this what death feels like?

"Xiao Linzi?"

Chu Hen couldn't believe his eyes, his mind was buzzing as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and he was almost unable to stand still.

"Squeak."

Guang Jiang screamed frantically and rushed towards Lin Beichen.

"Brother!"

Xiao Binggan was stunned, and then went berserk.

Dai Zichun felt as if something had been dug out of his heart, and he felt tight in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Even Qin Lanshu, Ling Junxuan and the others were all blinded...

At this moment, everyone who was close to Lin Beichen felt indescribably sad and suffocated.

In the embrace of the early morning, the corpse is rapidly freezing.

The breath is cut off.

Vitality is like a cloud drifting away.

The black blade fell off naturally, fell to the ground with a thud, and then turned into black powder.

"Haha, under the thorn of Jue Shen, the ancestral realm can hardly survive... Lin Beichen is dead, and the one who broke through the shackles of the sacred blood is dead. Haha, I have made a great contribution."

"Prince Qi" laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

Whoever kills Lin Beichen will be blessed by the ancestor of the ancient saint clan.

He couldn't help but be ecstatic.

"I'll kill you!"

There was a mournful cry in the early morning.

Phew.

In the next moment, she appeared in front of 'Prince Qi', her palm burning with eternal fire directly penetrated his heart, squeezing out a heart as black as ink.

"Uh, you..."

Prince Qi's pupils dilated: "How can you...strength...you..."

At this moment, what erupted in the early hours of the morning was actually star-level power.

Boom.

The black heart was directly crushed.

Prince Qi's eyes regained a trace of clarity, and immediately fell on his back.

"Ah..."

Looking up to the sky in the early morning and crying.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eye sockets.

Countless figures rushed towards where Lin Beichen's body was.

A strong man from the Ancient Desolation Clan.

There are also relatives and friends of Lin Beichen.

Among them are the four star venerables including Lonely.

They all want to get Lin Beichen's body...

Only the bandit brother felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't charge forward.

"You... all have to die."

There was endless hatred in the voice of the early morning, and the eternal flames all over his body became more and more violent.

Bang bang.

The two sides played against each other.

This Xingzun is Lonely.

Her attack landed on Chen Chen, and she was resisted by Chen Chen without dodging or evading, while her body was directly pierced by Chen Chen's flames, and her true energy was melted...

"Crazy."

Lonely and terrified.

In the early hours of the morning when he was supposed to be killed in an instant, his strength was still soaring wildly. A tyrannical aura that had never been revealed before circulated in the body of the new alchemist.

She backed away.

The other two Xingzun joined forces and attacked the early morning.

Killing the new emperor of alchemy, everyone's mission is completely completed.

"Die."

Jianxue Wuming also made a move.

It rained blood.

A Star Venerable of the Desolate Ancient Clan was instantly torn apart by the demonic energy of the void.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Among the tyrannical laughter, the ubiquitous and terrifying suffocating coercion returned.

The blood cloud of the new ancestral realm of the ancient tribe.

He is back.

"Lin Beichen is dead?"

When the new blood cloud ancestor saw Lin Beichen's body, he immediately showed great joy and mood swings.

In order to kill this person who is of the blood of the holy emperor, the ancient people have paid a huge price, losing troops time and time again. Taking advantage of the wedding this time, he did not hesitate to send so many strong men to completely kill Lin Beichen and his henchmen.

At this moment, this guy finally died.

Lucky man, finally died.

"Go, get out of here."

The blood cloud suddenly seemed to think of something, and it jumped down. The sea of ​​clouds rushed directly towards Lin Beichen's body, and directly enveloped the strong men of the desolate ancient tribe such as Lonely, and said: "Go quickly!" .”

Brother Bandit feels strange.

Why does the blood cloud new ancestor seem to be running for his life?

He looked towards the sky subconsciously, and his hair stood on end.

Wang Zhong appeared as if teleporting, holding a **** human head in his hand, if it wasn't the head of the Great Speaker of the Holy Council, Hua Yujing, who was it?

Hua Yujing is dead?

Brother Bandit was shocked.

New ancestor.

That is a new ancestor.

The head was torn off directly, and it seems that he has fallen.

So the new blood cloud ancestor escaped?

Damn it.

That's not how it works.

All this is completely different from the plan with Lin Beichen last night.

He panicked and took the initiative to drill into the blood cloud.

Because the new ancestor of Xueyun is best at escaping and moving, and also has the ability to transport.

Blood light flickers.

Many strong men of the ancient ancient clan, including Lonely, Brother Bandit and others, were directly wrapped in it, together with Lin Beichen's body, covered together, turned into cloud light, and fled towards the outer sky.

"Stay."

Wang Zhong shouted loudly and bowed from a distance.

Boom.

The blood cloud collapsed.

Dozens of figures fell down in despair.

The three Star Venerables of the Desolate Ancient Clan, together with a dozen Quasi-Emperors and Star Emperors who were worshiped directly, lost their fighting ability and fell heavily on the ground like wooden men.

But there is no Lin Beichen's body in it.