Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded between heaven and earth. Immediately afterwards, a sword light drew from the horizon and struck at the Ancestor Styx.
Ancestor Styx couldn’t help but change his face when he saw it. He felt that this sword light was actually more powerful than his God-killing Spear.
“Who is it?”
Ancestor Styx shouted, but the only response he received was a sharper sword light. This sword light struck the Ancestor Styx and sent him flying directly. Ancestor Styx spurted a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face.
“So strong.”
Medicine Buddha and the other three couldn't help but be shocked when they saw it. They didn't expect that this mysterious man who suddenly appeared was so powerful that he wounded the Styx Ancestor with one sword.
In the sky, the sword light dispersed, revealing the figure of a blue-shirted swordsman. He was holding a long sword and looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.
“Lin Zhu, Hunyuan Saint, is he actually him?”
The three Medicine Buddhas immediately recognized Lin Zhu.
"Myx, I remember that your cultivation is not easy, so I will hand over the most precious weapon of all time, the God-killing Spear, and call myself the Nether Sea of Blood, so that you can avoid death."
Lin Zhu looked at Ancestor Styx and said calmly.
When Ancestor Styx heard this, a trace of anger appeared on his face. But thinking of the power of Lin Zhu's sword just now, he had to hold back his anger and said in a deep voice:
"Lin Zhu, although you are a saint of Hunyuan, you can't bully us like this. Kill God. The gun is the most precious treasure that has accompanied me throughout my life. How can I easily "Hand it over?"
When Lin Zhu heard this, he frowned and said coldly:
"The God-killing Spear was given to Yang Chan by me many years ago. It was obviously you who got the treasure first. Do you dare to talk about the treasure that comes with life?”
"So, are you going to force me to take action?"
When Ancestor Styx heard this, his heart sank. He knew that since Lin Zhu had said so, the next step would definitely be a life and death battle.
But when I think about myself as the Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, if I surrender here, how can I still gain a foothold in the wilderness in the future?
Immediately, Ancestor Minghe was heartbroken, looked at Lin Zhu and said:
"Lin Zhu, although you are a Hunyuan Saint, I, Minghe, cannot be bullied by others. . Today, even if I fight to the death, I will never hand over the God-killing Spear.”
After saying that, Ancestor Minghe held the God-killing Spear and fired at Lin Zhu.
Lin Zhu couldn't help but shook his head when he saw it.
"Styx, you are asking for death."
After saying that, Lin Zhu held a long sword and faced him.
Suddenly, sword light and gun light intertwined in the sky, and roars continued. Ancestor Styx and Lin Zhu were fighting fiercely.
But although Ancestor Minghe is also a quasi-sage, he is still far behind Lin Zhu, the Hunyuan Saint. In less than ten rounds, Ancestor Styx was severely injured by Lin Zhu's sword and flew backwards.
“Poof!”
Ancestor Styx spurted a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face. He looked at Lin Zhu with disbelief in his eyes.
"You...you are so strong?"
Lin Zhu did not answer, but looked at Ancestor Styx coldly.
"Hand over the God-killing Spear and call yourself the Netherworld Blood Sea, which will save you from death." Upon hearing this, Ancestor Minghe struggled in his heart. But thinking about the power of the sword just now, he knew that he was no match for Lin Zhu. If I don't hand over the God-killing Spear, I'm afraid I really won't be able to escape death today.
But the God-killing Spear is his most treasured treasure. If he hands it over, how will he be able to gain a foothold in the wilderness in the future?
After struggling in his heart, Ancestor Styx gritted his teeth, looked at Lin Zhu and said: "Lin Zhu, I..."
"Huh?"
Before Ancestor Ming He finished speaking, Lin Zhu suddenly frowned and turned to look at the horizon. I saw a golden light coming from the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Lin Zhu. The golden light dispersed, revealing the figure of a Taoist priest. This Taoist, holding a cane and looking indifferent, was the Taoist who led the way.
"Introduction?"
Lin Zhu couldn't help but frown when he saw it. He didn't expect that Taoist Jie Yin would appear at this time.
"Lin Zhu, the God-killing Spear, is a dangerous weapon in ancient times. The killing is too heavy, so it should be suppressed by our Western Sect."
The Taoist Taoist leader looked at Lin Zhu and said calmly. When Lin Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but sneered.
"Jie Yin, you, the Western Cult, have stretched your hand too far, haven't you? This God-killing Spear belongs to the Styx Ancestor. When will it be your Western Cult's turn to intervene?"
Jie Yin When the Taoist heard this, the smile on his face did not change and he said: "Lin Zhu, you don't know something. This god-killing spear is a dangerous weapon in ancient times. It is too lethal. If it falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions, it may cause a catastrophe. .I am a Westerner, With a compassionate heart, you can't just sit back and ignore it."
"Haha, it's better to say it than to sing it."
Lin Zhu sneered, looked at the Taoist leader and said, "Take it. Yin, if you Westerners want to kill God with the spear, just say so. Why do you need to make these high-sounding excuses?"
When Taoist Yin Yin heard this, his face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Lin Zhu and said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhu, although you are a Hunyuan Saint, you cannot bully us like this. Today, I, the Western Sect, will decide on this god-killing spear."
After saying that, the Taoist leader reached out and made a move. Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky and hit the God-killing Spear in the hand of Ancestor Minghe.
Ancestor Styx couldn’t help but change his face when he saw it. He didn't expect that Taoist Jie Yin would dare to snatch his God-killing Spear.
But at this moment, Lin Zhu was right in front of him. If he dared to move, he might die in Lin Zhu's hands in the next moment. Immediately, Ancestor Styx could only watch the golden light blast towards the God-killing Spear.
But at this moment, a sword light flashed past, blocking the golden light. Lin Zhu looked at the Taoist with a cold expression.
“Jie Yin, do you think I don’t exist?”
When the Taoist leader took a look, he couldn't help but frown. He looked at Lin Zhu and said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhu, do you really want to be an enemy of my Western religion?"
"Huh, who do you think your Western religion is? Are you worthy of being my enemy?"
Lin Zhu sneered and looked at The Taoist said: "Today, I will decide on this God-killing Spear. If you want to snatch it, you have to see if you have the ability."
After saying that, Lin Zhu held a long spear in his hand. The sword was directed at the Taoist Jie Yin, and he struck it. When the Taoist leader took a look, his expression changed. He knew that Lin Zhu was determined to snatch the God-killing Spear. Today, I'm afraid it would be difficult to do anything good.
Immediately, Taoist Jie Yin also took action. He held his crutches and faced Lin Zhu.
Suddenly, sword light and golden light intertwined in the sky, and roars continued. Lin Zhu and Taoist Jie Yin fought fiercely.
Ancestor Styx took advantage of this opportunity and stepped aside. He looked at the battle in the sky and felt hesitant in his heart. He knew that both Lin Zhu and Taoist Jie Yin wanted to snatch his God-killing Spear today.
But the God-killing Spear was the most precious treasure he had ever lived with. How could he hand it over so easily?
But at this moment, he was seriously injured and was no match for Lin Zhu and Taoist Jie Yin. If he takes action forcefully, he may really die here. (End of this chapter)