Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 682: Psychological construction

Lin Beichen wiped off his sweat, feeling that all this was unreasonable.

It's not scientific.

I've been hanging around for such a long time, but I still can't beat a famous minister?

With the Reaper mobile phone in my hand, I opened it in all directions, but I was almost killed by Wei Mingchen from the air?

By the way, where did the shock just now come from?

Lin Beichen calmed down and pondered deeply.

In the end, he locked onto two 'suspects' who were out of his control.

The first one is the Grim Reaper.

The second is an unknown ancient bronze mirror.

But the problem is that the former is in an upgraded state and is completely autistic.

The latter has been drained of the essence of the body by the former, and has become a small trash mirror.

Tsk tsk tsk, interesting.

Lin Beichen was not in a hurry to ascertain the truth.

His focus quickly shifted to the previous fight with 'Wei Mingchen'.

When his mind calmed down, Lin Beichen finally realized something.

It's not that Wei Mingchen is too strong.

It's because I'm too weak.

The strength here refers specifically to mental strength.

Because the Reaper's mobile phone's substitute for cultivation is too smooth, Young Master Lin has been invincible almost all the time.

And his strength lies in his physical body and profound energy, as well as the messy profound energy abilities, as well as various hooks on the death mobile phone.

But in terms of mental power...

Lin Beichen thought about it carefully. Except for practicing [Evil Dragon's Roar] when he was still very weak, other spiritual power cheats, such as the three cheats given by the chief priest Qin, two fire-type cheats In fact, he hasn't practiced the secret method of spiritual power well, that is, he barely maintains the minimum basic threshold that can match the relevant record.

"So, this incident reminds me that mental strength is actually the shortcoming of my current state."

"Next, it's time to cultivate your mental strength."

"But, where do the spiritual power cheats come from?"

When Lin Beichen thought of upgrading his autistic mobile phone, he felt a little bit pained.

In a short time, I can only rely on myself.

Let's find a way to find a cheat book on spiritual cultivation first.

At least it has to match my current cultivation realm.

"I can only find Brother Gao."

Lin Beichen locks on to the target.

He raised his hand and gave himself a sip, feeling in good condition.

But my mind is still a little dizzy.

This is an extreme exhaustion of mental power, and it has been severely injured

Consequences.

Walking out of the big tent, Hou Lin Hun and others outside the tent looked at him with concern.

After all, what happened when Young Master Lin interrogated Wei Mingxuan alone was quite scary.

"Generalissimo, Wei Mingxuan..."

Lin Hun tried to ask.

"Dead."

There was a bit of regret in Lin Beichen's tone.

I was going to finish the trial, so I sent this product to Xiaobai to dispose of, so that Xiaobai could relieve the hatred in his heart.

It turned out to be self-destructing.

The method of this famous minister of Wei reveals evil ways inside and out.

It is absolutely inseparable from the Heretic God.

Before, Lin Beichen always felt that the reason why Qiancao Wei could pretend to be the Lord of the Sword and split the temple was because of Xiaobai's lineage of the Xujie Clan of the Outer Heaven Evil God.

But now it seems that Wei Mingchen, a bastard, is probably a **** slave of the three families, and his backing is not just from the Xujie family.

At least Xiaobai and their clansmen should have been prostituted by the Wei family. Not only were they used, but even Xiaobai, the princess of the clan who had finally descended in person, was almost included.

Qiancao Weishi is simply evil and crazy.

I, Lin Beichen, am a righteous and beautiful man, an envoy of justice, and the embodiment of kindness. I absolutely cannot condone such evil forces to run rampant in the world.

Yes.

That's it.

I'm doing it for the sake of justice among the hosts, and I'm definitely not trying to retaliate against them for personal enmity.

Eldest Young Master Lin quickly completed his psychological construction.

There is no such thing as him in the army.

After clearing his mind, First Young Master Lin rode a little tiger with Guang Jiang and came to the top of the first city for a tour.

The attack of the Sea Clan continued endlessly.

Densely packed low-ranking soldiers of the Sea Clan, like the tide of monsters from hell, kept pouring in from the direction of the Sea Clan camp in the distance. The continuous two days and two nights of fighting have already caused the city wall to collapse. The corpses of the Hai tribe outside were piled up like a hill, and the air was filled with a stench. There were fire warriors on the top of the city, and they continued to burn in cooperation with the formation divisions to ensure that within three meters of the city wall, no corpses would be killed. Accumulated to form a buffer slope...

Although the soldiers at the head of the city in the first city were in constant rotation, they were obviously exhausted to the extreme.

However, the arrival of Lin Beichen immediately boosted morale.

He rides a little flying tiger, and wherever he goes, there will be cheers.

The "deeds" of Lin Beichen's piercing through the Hai Clan's camp and almost killing the Hai Clan's commander that day have been spread all over the southeast, north, south and north after the propaganda of the Mining Army and the Yunmeng Camp Literary and Art Propaganda Group organized by Tang Tian The walls of the city are known to countless ordinary soldiers.

Up to now, even ordinary soldiers know that Lin Beichen has been tied with Gao Tianren and has become the most reliable pillar of the Zhaohui City.

Eldest Young Master Lin was also crazy, and he didn't hide his clumsiness. He directly and continuously used methods to kill a large number of Sea Clan soldiers.

Suddenly, the cheers became even louder.

A large number of faith leeks are harvested quickly.

But after a round of inspection, Lin Beichen's expression became a little dignified.

He discovered that these low-ranking soldiers of the Sea Clan couldn't kill them all.

If you observe carefully, you will find that most of the sea soldiers who attacked the city retain the original form of marine life, only a few places are similar to humans, and they are completely semi-evolved humanoids.

They basically don't have armor on their bodies, but natural bone shells and the like, and they don't use weapons, but natural pincers, teeth, carapaces, and even waving things like reef fragments. He doesn't look tall, and under the urging of the high-ranking warlocks of the Sea Clan, he purely relies on instinct to kill and attack...

It is indeed cannon fodder.

There is an endless stream of cannon fodder that can't be killed.

According to Lin Beichen's shallow geographical knowledge about this world, the ocean is vast and its area is also far larger than that of the earth. The number of marine creatures bred in it is countless, and it is definitely far more than that of the earth. A species of terrestrial organisms such as humans.

Such a cannon fodder consumption attack can last for a long time.

But if this consumption continues, the army in Zhaohui City will be exhausted sooner or later.

Not to mention persisting for two or three years, this kind of high-intensity attack, regardless of casualties, lasted for more than three months, and all the troops in Zhaohui City would have to die in battle.

Lin Beichen now understands why Gao Shenghan is so worried.

It is true that this is a world where the strong are respected, but if the number is really huge and counted in trillions, what role will the top strong play in the battle between the big forces? The effect is not as important as his own deterrence.

Such a war poses no threat to Gao Shenghan's personal life and death.

Even if the city is broken, with his cultivation base, it is not a problem to get out of trouble.

The problem is that if the city cannot be defended, most of the tens of millions of imperial people in it will become food in the mouths of the Hai Clan.

The same is true for Lin Beichen.

Once the city is broken, how many of the townspeople in the Yunmeng camp can escape alive?

The colleges, markets, and small towns he worked so hard to build will all be turned into ashes.

It was too optimistic before.

He decided to go to Gao Shenghan and have a good chat.

At this moment, Gao Shenghan also sent someone to look for him.