Chapter 446 (2/2)
”Participant: Lin Chen. The Ninth Layer through the two towers, time: three quarters of an hour.”
In a flash; the extremely lively venue fell into dead silence! Even the entire Yan Capital City is like this!
Lin Chen passed the Ninth Layer! And it's still a two-player mode!
What is this concept? The Eighth Layer is a creature of the two-headed seven-fold Early-Stage, and the Ninth Layer is at least the middle seven-fold!
Maybe, it's still seven late stage!
The powerhouse of the late sevenfold, placed in any 1st Rate Influence today, is an absolute pyramid powerhouse, even in the ancient aristocratic family, it enjoys a very high status!
Far from the ancient aristocratic family, the competition for mid-to-high-end power is that the Yuanzun realm of both sides is above 6th-layer, not to mention the weight of seven!
When I thought that Lin Chen, a youngster that didn't even have the Venerable Realm 3rd Layer, had the strength to rival the late seven, maybe it was two! Many powerhouses can't help but have scalp numbness!
The terrible thing is that this guy is still four consecutive championships! It is a youngster whose casting, refining medicine, and Prediction Master have reached Peak!
”He actually did it! Sure enough, he is our only hope in Ling State!”
The vice president stared at the light screen outside the battle tower, his eyes glowing like never before Hope rays of light!
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Ninth Layer space; Lin Chen didn't know that the pot had exploded because of him.
He retracted his mind, raised his head and carefully looked towards the giant gate in the sky. While urging Purple Gold Eye, he glanced at the vague and primitive character pattern, and he immediately shook his mind and said subconsciously.
”Fire Phoenix, Big Dipper, No. 19? What does this mean?”
In Lin Chen's mental memory, suddenly recalled a similar memory!
”Emperor God, Xuanlong, No. 47! Fire Phoenix, Big Dipper, No. 19! Is there any connection between the two?”
Emperor God, Xuan Dragon, number 47. This small string of memories comes from the memory font size engraved in the Demon Sovereign inherited memories Lin Chen obtained when he was in Purgatory Secret Realm.
In addition to this font size, Lin Chen also had a strange catalog in his mind. The surface is like a snake pattern, the lines are complicated and mysterious, and there is no mystery at all.
”19th, 47th? Are there dozens of codenames in between? What does this mean, and with the identity of the former soul ink white, there is simply no reason for him to look for the Demon Sovereign inheritance, compared to his background, Demon Sovereign’s purple-level low-level cultivation technique is completely not worth mentioning...”
Lin Chen's mind flashed many thoughts in an instant, and he keenly caught it. abnormal. According to the identity of Hun Mo Bai, he is totally incapable of coveting the inheritance of a Battle Sovereign powerhouse.
If there is something he wants in Demon Sovereign inheritance, it may be the secret of inheritance,'Emperor God·Xuanlong·47'!
”Descendants of Ling State, I hope you can be the light of hope.”
At this time; the old and obscure voice came into Lin Chen's mind, floating in the sky next Fine divine light group.
After confirming that the divine light group is harmless to him, Lin Chen extend the hand and train the spirit willpower contained in it into his spiritual seed.
Lin Chen’s spiritual consciousness, Big Dipper Turns and Stars Move, saw a brand new Heaven and Earth!
It was a vast continent like a Star River roulette wheel. It was so vast that many powerhouses flying through the skies or escaping through the ground, to endless void, and many Fiend powerhouses fought with it.
Fighting murky heavens dark earth, the world collapses, and the entire heavens are all in countless battles!
This is a grand battle, countless Yuanzun realm, Battle Sovereign, and even the legendary Supreme holy realm have been thrown into the battle!
In any battle inside, the specifications are far beyond Lin Chen's current imagination!
The indifferent voice without emotion resounded in Lin Chen's mind.
”Heavenly catastrophe, Fiend strikes, our generations have joined the battle to defend, the Hundred Saints have fallen, although death is glorious. In order to inevitably bury the truth, hereby leave the last ray of spiritual thoughts.”