A few days later, Xuanzhou Holy Court Headquarters.
The suspended island like a nine-tiered sky tower stands majestically in the clouds, with nine jade steps ascending one by one, and the golden palace and jade Yuyu are looming in the glow.
Eight pontoon bridges are like dragons crossing the sea of clouds, connecting the four heavenly gates. The majestic atmosphere of the eternal holy court is fully displayed in the sea of clouds.
Suddenly, the entire sea of clouds rolled violently, and a bloody sword light split through the clear sky.
The gatekeeper monk at Nantianmen has not yet reacted, and his figure has exploded into blood mist in the sword energy.
The golden bells in the sky suddenly roared, and the seventy-two early warning arrays lit up with dazzling red lights at the same time.
Countless silver-armored guards, led by the golden-armored god general, rushed out of the Tianmen, like heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.
“Who?”
Amidst the long sound of the alarm bell, a figure came slowly through the blood rain in the sky, and the sea of clouds under his feet was forced back three feet by invisible murderous intent.
Young man Xuanyi hunts, the blood sword in his left hand buzzes like a dragon, and the wine pot in his right hand pours into his throat, he is cool and arrogant.
"Lin Luochen of Lanzhou East Mirage City, please ask the Brahma Saint Emperor to die!"
Lin Luochen does not want to die, is reluctant to die, and plans to fight with the Brahma Saint Emperor before he dies.
It was done, he avenged his parents, became a saint, and returned to find Xia Jiuyou and the others.
Even if he is defeated, he can also go on a killing spree to seize the enemy's longevity and extend his own life.
Even if he cannot escape, Lin Luochen will rush into the void and be buried with his parents, leaving a glimmer of hope for Xia Jiuyou and his two daughters.
Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, and the leading guard even shouted angrily.
"Bold madmen who dare to come to my holy court to cause trouble, take them down!"
"Yes! The demon-slaying formation has begun!"
Three thousand golden armored guards flew out in formation, like flowers that kept opening and closing, and heavy black iron shields formed a copper wall and approached.
Lin Luo Chen swung the wine pot with his free hand, and the amber wine turned into thousands of bloody sword lights in the air, piercing the flying shield array with blood holes like honeycombs. "Hahaha... so happy!" He tilted his neck back to drink, and the remaining wine slid down his chin as his Adam's apple rolled, and red plum blossoms bloomed on the black clothes.
Blood Fierce Sword Intent soared into the sky, the entire suspended island suddenly trembled violently, and the glazed tiles of the Nine Layers Palace poured down like a torrential rain.
Lin Luochen's sword pointed straight into the sky, and the sound shook hundreds of miles of clouds.
"Brahma Saint Emperor! Come out and die!"
"You evil traitors, don't be so arrogant, I, Zhuang Luo, will kill you!"
The golden-armored general headed by him came through the air, with sword wings spreading out from behind that covered the sky and the sun, and a hundred thousand sword energy turned into a bright galaxy.
Lin Luochen looked at the attacking man, his eyes suddenly turned red and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Zhuang Luo? Very good, you can die!"
As far as he knew, this person was one of the people who surrounded and killed his parents back then. He directly drew his sword out of its sheath.
The art of drawing swords!
When the sword comes out, the world becomes silent.
Everyone saw a gray line across the void, and Zhuang Luo's Galaxy Sword Curtain shattered like fragile glass.
Lin Luochen's figure flashed like a ghost. Under Zhuang Luo's disbelieving gaze, he held his fingers in vain and put one hand on his head.
"This is the first one."
Lin Luochen was running the Evil Emperor's Secret Art, his eyes glowed with blood, and dense ancient magic patterns appeared all over his body.
He directly swallowed the flesh and blood essence of this peak Mahayana strongman, together with his natal sword soul.
Zhuang Luo really felt the feeling of being skinned and boned, and he screamed in agony.
Lin Luochen raised an evil smile on his lips. After passing through the calamity realm, Evil Emperor Jue not only evolved in his ability to contact women.
Even the devouring ability after killing the enemy has undergone a qualitative change. It can not only devoure cultivation and flesh and blood essence, but also longevity and law.
However, its conversion rate is far inferior to that of God-Eating Power, and it must be used when the opponent has no power to fight back.
Once this move is used, the victim will definitely die!
Lin Luochen had no ability to use it on Queen Mo Xue and was reluctant to use it on Su Yuyao, so he could only choose the God-eating power.
But now they are all enemies, and he can finally go on a killing spree.
It was a pity that Lin Luochen could barely survive for half a year after killing such a peak Mahayana monk.
The scalps of many guards were numb. You must know that this is the leader of the holy guards of the Holy Emperor. How could he not even catch a single move from him?
Hurry up and stop him and notify the nine palace masters!"
Hundred and eight golden-armored monks came in formation, setting up thirty-six Tiangang formations and seventy-two Earth evil formations.
Outside, more than 3,000 silver-armored guards set up a demon-suppressing formation, hoping to join forces to kill Lin Luochen.
"Just in time!"
Lin Luochen's sword slashed across his palm, and the bright red blood beads turned into thousands of gray gases in the air.
Kurong Sword Qi!
According to Father Lin, this move does not belong to the Evil Emperor Technique, but was incorporated into it by Father Lin and turned into a killing move.
This Withered Sword Qi can absorb the opponent's vitality, blood, and soul power, constantly dividing and strengthening itself.
The more enemies you kill, the more powerful this final killing move will be. It is a taboo killing move that relies on killing to keep killing!
Lin Luochen particularly likes this move. He used this move to kill people in Youzhou before, and it is considered his famous skill!
The gray energy is like a life-threatening scythe. Wherever it passes, once the masters of the Holy Court are killed, their energy will be sucked out instantly.
Lin Luochen's body was wrapped in gray energy, as if a demon god was born, crashing into the Tianmen with a torrent of sword energy.
"Today, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Amidst the screams, he stepped on the corpses and climbed up the stairs. With every step he took, a layer of the palace collapsed, and the entire suspended island began to tremble.
Gray energy and blood evil intertwined into a realm that blocked the sky and the sun. Wherever he passed, even the light was distorted and swallowed up.
The existence deep in the Holy Court was alarmed, and a monstrous aura suddenly erupted, and a suffocating pressure suddenly fell like the sky collapsing.
"Kill!"
With a loud shout, the void shattered, and a white-haired old man stepped out of the air.
The broad sword in his hand was cold and gleaming, and the sword was wrapped with nine bloody lines, each of which looked like a dragon swimming.
"It turned out to be a remnant of the past, and you still dare to throw yourself into a trap?"
The terrifying pressure of the Tribulation Period swept the entire place, and bursts of cheers suddenly sounded from all over the Holy Court.
"It's Palace Master Gu who's out of seclusion!"
"That madman will definitely die now!"
Lin Luochen still calmly raised his head and drank the wine from the pot, not paying attention as the wine slipped down his chin.
He threw the wine bottle casually and laughed, "Just in time!"
As the sword lights intertwined, Lin Luochen's sleeves flew up, and the long sword in his hand was swung wildly, defusing all the fierce attacks.
His figure was as erratic as an immortal coming to the world, Every move is filled with indescribable freehandism.
"Let me see how much sword energy you can squeeze out of your old bones!"
Palace Master Gu's expression suddenly changed, and his sword power suddenly became fierce: "Arrogant kid!"
At the same time, two more figures came through the sky.
One person is holding an ancient bronze bell, and the other is stepping on the yin and yang fishes. They join forces to attack without any sense of martial ethics.
Lin Luochen let out a long roar, and the energy of life and death circulated around him, turning into black and white dragons surrounding him.
He fought one against three. Instead of losing, he became more and more courageous as he fought. Palaces collapsed wherever he passed, mountains and rivers rolled back, and the whole world trembled under his power.
The Holy Court was finally completely alarmed. Several more palaces lit up, and several palace owners flew out from them and charged towards Lin Luochen.
At the same time, seventy-two killing formations lit up at the same time, and the runes in the sky intertwined into a dragnet, vowing to kill this heaven-defying madman here.
Just when thousands of killing formations were about to encircle them, two screams sounded like thunder.
"Luochen! "
I saw two streams of light, one black and one white, tearing apart the sky. Xia Jiuyou and Su Yuyao were guarding Lin Luochen like two moons in the sky.
Lin Luochen stared blankly at the two women who suddenly appeared: "You..."
"You still have the nerve to ask!"
It is said that this trick was used by Aunt Mei to track down Father Lin, and even Father Lin was unable to guard against it.
Seeing him heading straight to the Holy Court, Xia Jiuyou knew him well.
That is the point where you can turn over with one shot, and with one look you can tell whether he is thinking ahead or behind.
She didn't know what Lin Luochen wanted to do. When she saw him wandering into Longtan alone, she quickly chased him with Su Yuyao.
Lin Luochen laughed and scratched his head, and said awkwardly: "I'm not lying to you, if the Brahma Saint Emperor has a Taoist companion, wouldn't he be the Holy Queen?" After marrying you, you still need a wife, right? "
Lin Luochen suddenly shrank his head and laughed dryly: "That's not what I meant..."
Su Yuyao waved her hand lightly and released twelve mysterious corpses to form a formation to resist the palace masters.
"Madam, here..."
Lin Luochen wanted to say something else, but Xia Jiuyou interrupted him directly.
"Stop talking nonsense! I said we live and die together, we must die together, and we must live together!"
Lin Luochen was scolded, but he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He looked up to the sky and smiled, his long gray hair flying wildly in the violent air waves.
"Okay! What more can a husband ask for when he has a wife like this?"
"Today the three of us will pierce the sky and kill this lofty saint!"
"You said it, if you dare to leave me again, I will hate you forever!"
Although Su Yuyao didn't say anything, the Dutian Formation composed of twelve mysterious corpses showed his thoughts.
The three of them fought back to back to the ninth level. Wherever they passed, the clouds collapsed and the stars hung upside down.
While Lin Luochen urged the finger of death and death to clear the way, he was always concerned about the safety of the two women.
In the past, he could ignore his life, but now he has two more worries.
Fortunately, both women are talented people of the present generation. Xia Jiuyou has great swordsmanship and Su Yuyao has a mysterious corpse to protect her body, so there is no need for him to worry too much.
The more Lin Luochen fought, the more courageous he became. The Evil Emperor Art in his body was operating to the extreme, and the Eight Desolate Evil Gods were the same as the incarnation outside his body.
With every step he takes, the runes of the great road will appear and die under his feet. Every time he draws his sword, a strong man will vomit blood and fly backwards.
The defenses inherited by the Holy Court for thousands of years were like paper in front of him. Thirty-six mountain protective formations were shattered one after another, and all seventy-two forbidden areas collapsed.
When he reached the top of the ninth level, the entire Holy Court was in a mess.
In front of the majestic fairy palace, Lin Luochen's clothes were stained with blood, but his aura was like a rainbow, like the God of War coming to the world.
The palace door slowly opened, and a man in golden armor sat on the throne, with nine golden dragons of luck circling around him.
His eyes were as deep as the stars, and his voice carried the vicissitudes of time: "You are finally here."
Lin Luochen's pupils shrank: "Brahma Saint Emperor, are you waiting for me?"
The Brahma Saint Emperor looked at the scene of corpses strewn outside the palace, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
"Well, I want to meet the person behind you."