Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1813: Possession?

"Do you know something?"

Lin Beichen looked at Wu Shanglong.

The latter shook his head.

"Then you said coming?"

Lin Beichen asked.

Wu Shanglong said: "I'm just describing...don't you think?" He lowered his voice and said, "These guys don't look like living people."

"You fucking..."

Lin Beichen was terrified and said, "Don't tell ghost stories."

"Look if you don't believe me."

Wu Shanglong said.

Lin Beichen turned his head to look, and his hair stood on end.

It turns out that the face of the 'Twenty-Four Ancestors', at some point, also began to have a blue underworld effect, as if it was a ghost crawling out of the underworld, it really doesn't seem to be alive people.

Contacting the whole process of their "arrival" before, Lin Beichen felt terrified.

Since crossing, what scene has he not seen?

But this scene has never been seen before.

"Hehehe."

"Hey hey hey."

"Food."

"The creatures in the world, sweet breath."

The ancestors let out a cold smile.

Their eyes began to glow with blue-purple light, as if it was overflowing, and at the same time their mouths cracked open, revealing hundreds of densely packed sharp teeth like daggers.

This is not human at all.

It is not the appearance of any known creatures in the prehistoric universe... These are not living creatures at all. The reason why they exist seems to be because of the blood they just drank.

They smiled, opened their mouths, their fine teeth were like sawtooth in the cracks in the void, and turned into terrifying monsters, slowly approaching everyone.

At this moment, even Li Chenyuan, the leader of the fanatic believers, couldn't hold back anymore.

"Why is this happening?"

"This is the Emperor's Temple, why is there such an inexplicable monster?"

"Where did your Majesty go?"

Fanatics feel lost and have a sense of frustration that their worldview has been destroyed.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing."

Wu Shanglong said: "The Temple of the Emperor is above the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor, and this place is also known as the prison of all races."

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat.

The previous prison was the 9999th floor, that's right.

According to the 'Prison of Ten Thousand Races', there is still one layer missing before it can be called Ten Thousand Clans.

So...

Thinking of this, Lin Beichen's pupils shrank suddenly.

So this floor is not only the Emperor's Temple, but also a 'prison'?

Since it is a prison, it must imprison living beings.

So...

These monsters who turned into the twenty-four ancestors in front of them are actually the prisoners of this temple?

Where did the Emperor go?

In Lin Beichen's mind, countless question marks flickered frantically.

But obviously this is not the time to explore the suspense.

I have to find a way to get out of here.

Lin Beichen secretly tried to 'return to the city'.

Then his complexion suddenly changed.

Gan.

The omnipotent magical technique of 'returning to the city' unexpectedly failed at such a critical moment.

He tried several times in a row.

None of them were able to leave as they wished.

The gloomy bluish-purple light effect in the entire hall space seems to have some kind of incredible sealing effect, not only isolating the light of the prehistoric gold, but also making this space completely independent of the entire prehistoric universe...

Big trouble.

On the opposite side, the monsters of the 'Twenty-Four Ancestors' were still approaching slowly, smiling slyly, looking at everyone, as if they were looking at a meal on a plate, with a piercing expression, and not in a hurry to make a move .

Their movements are slow, like tottering old people.

But it brought the oppressive force of the destruction version.

Lin Beichen summoned his saber and said: "Everyone, don't be stunned, find a way..."

"The door is closed."

"Quickly, let's go over to a few people and try to see if we can open the door."

Several fanatics rushed over, frantically trying to push the door.

The result is not moving at all.

"No, I tried it, but I can't push it."

"There is a seal on the window, and I will not go out."

"The dome won't open either."

"There is no way out."

The fanatics quickly tried all methods, but they couldn't leave this palace of the underworld.

There must be another way out.

Wu Shanglong said: "The conventional way won't work, so think about other ways."

Lin Beichen turned his eyes and said, "Do you still remember where these monster-like guys appeared from?"

Li Chenyuan's eyes lit up, and said: "Apse?"

At the beginning, these ghost-like 'ancestors' came from the back of the hall, so there may be a passage there.

As for what is in the depths of the passage, or whether there will be something more dangerous, everyone can't care about it now, and can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Rush over."

Wu Shanglong gave a low drink and said, "I'll clear the way."

He took out a green dragon from his crotch, shook it in the wind, and turned it into a green sword, saying: "Follow me."

It was extremely brave, and rushed directly towards the twenty-four 'ancestors' opposite.

Phew.

The sword is as bright as lightning.

The sword energy pierced the void, cutting out air waves.

Boom.

The first "Ancestor of Alchemy Dao" was hit in the front by this sword, and flew backwards with a bang, with blood gushing out all over his body, and his body was already in tatters.

Huh?

Lin Beichen was greatly surprised.

This monster can exude such a terrifying aura, it is like the ancestor of the underworld descending, did not expect the real combat power to be so vulnerable?

As for the other fanatics, seeing this scene, their morale was immediately lifted.

Li Chenyuan swung his swords and said, "Come on."

The battle broke out at this moment.

Lin Beichen did not retain his strength either.

A sword cut out.

Phew.

The head of 'Wang Zhong' flew out.

Boom.

Punch out.

The body of 'Wang Zhong' was blown away, exploded in mid-air, and turned into a pool of blood mist that drifted away.

This feeling... Shuang has a strange taste in it.

Lin Beichen did not stop, and made another sword strike.

With his current cultivation level, he can kill Xingzun. With just one sword, the body of the opposite Saint Body Dao 'Zou Tianyun' will be cut in two...

Damn impostors.

Lin Beichen only picked out 'acquaintances' to attack without hesitation.

"The combat power of these 'ancestors' is probably around the peak star level, far less than the new ancestor level...Huh? If that's the case, why should I run away?"

A thought popped into Lin Beichen's mind.

But his intuition told him that he should leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, more dangerous things will happen.

"Ah..."

There was a scream.

There were also some fanatics who were not low, and were beheaded and fell into a pool of blood.

"Let's go."

Li Chenyuan shouted loudly.

He had already rushed over, but now he turned around and saved another person.

Lin Beichen took a breath and turned back.

At this moment, he saw a strange convulsion scene.

The wounded fanatic believer who was lifted up by Li Chenyuan suddenly gave a grin, and pierced Li Chenyuan's chest with a sword, and the tip of the sword came out from the back, dripping with blood.

"You..."

A look of disbelief appeared on Li Chenyuan's face.

He never dreamed that the person he turned around to save would actually kill him, and they were all the closest partners who fought together, and they had passed the strictest screening...

Why? Before the three asked, they saw a terrible change in this fanatic's body. His skin flowed like a melting candle, and the blue and purple fine lines seemed to be like worms from the flesh and blood. She crawled out of it, changed her appearance, and eventually became a completely different person.

Lin Beichen almost exclaimed.

Wang Zhong!

The fanatic turned into Wang Zhong.

He tilted his head, his eyes shone with blue-purple light, his mouth was open, the corners of his mouth were almost split to the root of his ears, and densely packed sharp teeth like sawtooth were exposed in his mouth...

At this time, exclamations came from other people's mouths again.

I saw a fanatic who was still struggling to kill, suddenly froze in place, and then the knife in his hand chopped off the head of another fanatic who was fighting side by side with him, and his flesh and blood were like melting It melted like a drop of wax, turned purple and blue, and finally turned into the appearance of the ancestor of the 'Alchemy Dao' who was chopped off by Wu Shanglong at the beginning...

Damn it.

Lin Beichen's heart beat wildly.

Is this possession?

Curse?

Seize the house?

Or something?

So these monster 'ancestors', although their strength is limited, are they difficult to kill?

With a movement of his body, he drew out his sword.

Phew.

The sword light flashed.

Behead the revived 'Wang Zhong' again.

This time, he used the sword intent of [Bone Lovesickness], intending to cut off his way of resurrection with the meaning of lovesickness.

"Go."

Lin Beichen supported Li Chenyuan and said, "Let everyone retreat... Is there any healing medicine?"

Li Chenyuan pumped his qi and blood, and the wound on his body healed instantly, and said: "It doesn't matter...how did this happen?"

"It's about that blood."

Wu Shanglong said loudly: "These monsters seem to be able to possess you. If I guess correctly, it has something to do with them drinking your blood. The blood is the introduction..."

Li Chenyuan suddenly turned pale.

He also thought of this for a moment.

If this is the case, doesn't that mean that these monsters can go to any of them at any time as long as they want?

They will all become such monsters?

"Don't think too much about it."

Lin Beichen comforted: "The situation may not be so bad."

He shot directly, cutting out the Acacia sword.

Several other ancestors fell under the sword one after another.

And the big green sword in Wu Shanglong's hand is also very powerful. Under the slashing, even the 'ancestor' couldn't parry and fell down directly.

Soon, the twenty-four 'ancestor' monsters were all killed.

Blood is flowing in the hall.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is bad news."

Wu Shanglong said: "I went to see it just now. There is no back door in this hall... I don't know where these monsters came from. We are trapped here."

Everyone turned pale instantly.

"Ah..."

Screams rang out.

A fanatic was 'possessed' and beheaded his companions. His body changed like melting wax, and soon became the appearance of the ancestor of [Poison Tao].

He roared and rushed towards Lin Beichen.

Clang.

Two swords strike each other.

The sword in Lin Beichen's hand was cut off.

But he raised his hand and pointed it out, and a finger of lovesickness sword energy also pierced the forehead of the ancestor of the [Poison Way], blasting his head.

A hint of surprise appeared on Lin Beichen's face.

Become stronger.

The energy of the ancestor monster after the transformation has more than doubled.

Bad trend.

If this continues...

He looked at the remaining sixty-four fanatics in the hall. If these people were repeatedly possessed, how terrifying would the 'ancestor' monster become in the end?

Even if you join forces with Wu Shanglong, it will be difficult to resist, right?