Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

What Lin Xuan used just now was a combination of alchemy and sanctification.

He used alchemy to transform the tip of the bullet into the Philosopher's Stone and imbued it with holy power.

To be honest, Lin Xuan didn't expect the effect to be so good, and it actually killed instantly. Perhaps it was because the Ancient God Church was considered the "evil" side in Lin Xuan's cognition.

This means that hot weapons such as firearms also have great potential on high-level battlefields.

Especially when combined with Lin Xuan's blood-sucking sickle that never misses a shot and the ability to fire dozens of shots instantly in one second, the enemy can be turned into a sieve in an instant.

Moreover, because firearms are at the bottom of the contempt chain, they will naturally be looked down upon by others, which can easily lead to the effect of being killed at first sight.

Based on Lin Qiye's spiritual detection, everyone quickly found the way underground.

Entering the underground, dim oil lamps hung on the walls on both sides, and the cold wind blew from unknown corners, making them sway.

The swaying lights shone on everyone, casting mottled shadows.

"Third seat, how are you?"

The vampire sickle brought the sound of a faint conversation. There was more than one underground floor in this manor, and the sound came from underground.

"I'm fine, but the altar was damaged."

“Can it be repaired?”

"Okay," then Lin Xuan heard a strange gurgling sound, followed by a man's exclamation.

"Is this the [Original Dao Body]? I didn't expect it to be able to repair the altar."

Lin Qiye also scanned the two figures underground with his mind. He made a gesture to everyone, and they immediately understood and took out their weapons.

Hey.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the two people who were talking suddenly looked up towards the stairs.

One of the men, dressed in a Western-style suit, sneered.

"Sure enough, a few little mice sneaked in."

Jiang Er stared at the man's face, anger almost overflowing from his eyes.

"Hey, weren't you dead? How come you still exist?"

The man also noticed Jiang Er and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Forget it, just kill him again."

The man smiled indifferently and turned to look at the man with a distracted expression on the other side.

"Ninth Seat, follow me and kill them all."

These people may have heard their conversation just now, and they cannot let them spread the news that the altar can be repaired.

Ninth seat?

Lin Xuan smiled secretly in his heart and looked the other person up and down.

The ninth seat noticed Lin Xuan's gaze and his heart moved slightly.

"Why is this guy looking at me like that? Could it be... he's gay?"

The Ninth Seat took a few imperceptible steps back, raised his hands viciously, and surged with boundless aura. "Go to hell, you rat!"

A terrifying cyclone instantly spun in the underground corridor, ready to strike.

At this moment, Jiang Er rushed directly into the body of the Ninth Seat. The Ninth Seat froze at first, then turned around with difficulty, his expression twisted and painful.

"Third seat, hurry up, my body won't listen to me anymore!"

Jiang Er, who had just possessed and hadn't started to control her yet:?

The ninth seat was screaming, but his movements were not slow at all. The violent cyclone rushed towards the third seat. Even though they were far away, everyone could feel the strong wind.

Originally, the third seat thought that two people from the Wuliang Realm would fight against a group of people from the Hai Realm. Even if he was injured by the sword, he could still easily defeat these people.

But he never expected that the ninth seat would be controlled by the enemy at the first encounter.

Before the third seat could curse the other party for being useless, nine flower buds burst out from behind, smashing his clothes into pieces, and a strange aura spread.

"Be careful, the opponent's Forbidden Ruins is [Nine Yin]. He can store Forbidden Ruins nine times from the corpses of others, but the Forbidden Ruins can only be used once after being stored."

An Qingyu reminded.

The first bud blossomed, and a man's shadow appeared behind him.

An eye of the wind appeared between his hands, blowing away the whirlwinds in front of him.

"This is……"

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and his expression instantly turned gloomy.

Several people who had met Han Shaoyun also showed the same reaction.

They thought of what An Qingyu had just said.

That figure looked very similar to Han Shaoyun whom I had met before.

Since the other party was able to use the gale, he must have dug up Han Shaoyun's tomb and extracted the forbidden ruins from his body.

Even after death, Han Shaoyun could not rest in peace, and his body was desecrated by the Ancient God Church.

Everyone's faces were as gloomy as water, and murderous intent was boiling in the underground corridor.

"It seems that you know him."

The third seat had a cruel look on his face.

"Haha, that's perfect. I'll use his forbidden ruins to kill you. I think he'll be very happy!"

He smiled grimly, holding up the Wind Eye in his hand.

"Go to hell...eh?"

The third seat was suddenly stunned. He looked up and found that the eye of the storm had dissipated directly. Not only that, his hands were covered with bloody scratches.

At this time, the pain in his fingertips was transmitted to his brain, but the third seat did not show any pain. He looked at everyone, but saw a tall black-haired young man pointing his right hand at him.

Lin Xuan stared at the other person with an unusually calm expression.

If it were in the past, he might have rushed forward with some emotion.

This is actually because his strength increased too quickly, causing his mentality to be slightly unbalanced.

As the saying goes, cultivation requires cultivation of the mind, this is the truth.

Now, after a month of special training, he has been able to control his anger and not be controlled by his emotions.

Lin Xuan was still angry and still wanted to cut the opponent into pieces, but during the battle, he had to remain absolutely calm. This was what Zhou Ping taught him.

A sacred aura enveloped his whole body, and Lin Xuan's originally red-gold pupils were now tinged with a hint of white. He looked coldly at the third seat opposite him, his lips moving slightly.

No one could hear what he said clearly. They only saw thick black mist drifting out from the flower bud on the back of the third seat, emitting a foul odor.

The third seat's eyes were filled with fear.

"what have you done!!!"

He could feel that the nine flower buds behind him were slowly disappearing!

During this process, his mental strength struggled to resist, but was also purified by that force.

Yes, it is purification.

I didn't feel any pain, it was as if I had just lost something insignificant, and my body just felt empty.

But he clearly felt that he was losing something very important to him, and his sixth sense was sounding the alarm.

The third seat had no time to think, the second flower bud immediately bloomed, and a long lightning whip appeared in his hand and hit Lin Xuan.

But before he could touch the opponent, he was blocked by the ninth seat.

The key point is that the ninth seat shouted "Third seat, I can't control myself, you must hold on" while using the whirlwind to control him within the range covered by the sacred aura.

If the third seat could speak, he would probably transform into a great magician and speak eloquently.