Chapter 1835 (2/2)

Feeling Lin Zichen's killing intention, Yin Ping suddenly laughed: ”ha ha, Lin Zichen, just now you had a chance to kill me, but now you don't have it!”

As soon as the voice fell, Yin Ping took out a scroll from his arms and tore it open. Lin Zichen was surprised. The Qi sword in his hand quickly cut out, but a Qi mask suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Zichen's fatal sword.

Lin Zichen's sword can't be withstood by even the top experts in heaven and human territory. Although the loss of real Qi in his body is too large, it is not comparable to ordinary warriors in heaven and human territory.

Seeing that Lin Zichen's attack was blocked, Green Eagle and big beard shot at the same time, they were shocked that the protective shield was not broken even by the two of them!

”Hehe, this is the scroll left by Taoist Xuantian. The defense of the true Qi mask on it can stop even the attack of the top strong in the realm of creation!” Yin Ping looked at the Green Eagle and beard and laughed wildly. Finally, he saw Lin Zichen with a gloomy face, took back his smile, looked at Lin Zichen and sneered, ”Lin Zichen, we will meet again!”

As soon as the voice fell, the scroll disappeared and was replaced by a door of space. The door of space swallowed Yin Ping and then disappeared.

At the moment when the door of space disappeared, Lin Zichen looked at it with his mind. The results that can be found surprised Lin Zichen. The scroll did not set a destination, that is to say, Yin Ping used the scroll for a random transmission this time.

Random transmission means that no one knows the final transmission location, including Yin Ping himself. If you are unlucky, it is possible to be transmitted to the sea to feed sharks, or to take a bath in magma, or even to the center of the earth. Everything depends on Yin Ping's luck. If his luck is bad, the only thing waiting for Yin Ping is death.

His face was a little ugly. Lin Zichen didn't expect that Yin Ping had such a baby to escape. It seems that he knew he would not die. He deliberately asked Lin Zichen to take off the mask on his face, delay time and restore his true Qi. The space scroll doesn't need much Qi. No wonder Yin Ping is so confident. He knows he can't die.

”Was put together.” Lin Zichen smiled bitterly in his heart. When it comes to the plot, he is not Yin Ping's opponent after all. But fortunately, Lin Zichen didn't gain anything. In Lin Zichen's arms, the corner of the immortal sword array lay there quietly. This is Lin Zichen's new card. With the immortal sword array, Lin Zichen can retreat when he meets a warrior who is stronger than himself.

The incomplete immortal killing sword array may not be able to kill the enemy, but it may be a good choice to delay time. If he can find another sword array, Lin Zichen believes that the immortal sword array will become a terrible card in his hand.

Ignoring the two men who looked at the sword in the stone, Lin Zichen launched his mind. After he noticed the little childe's breath, he hurried to fly over.

At this time, the little childe has recovered some vitality, and his clothes have been sorted out by him. Although the blood on it makes him look a little embarrassed, it is at least much better than Lin Zichen's image.

Lin Zichen faced the immortal killing sword array. Although he had the help of the five pole Rune array, the immortal killing sword array was an ancient killing array after all. In addition, he was not proficient in the five pole Rune array. His clothes were cut one by one by the sword Qi, just like a beggar's clothes. Moreover, his clothes were full of blood, and his blood was also Yin Ping's blood.

From the close fight to the battle on the array, the blood from the injury was almost free. Fortunately, Lin Zichen's body was different from ordinary people, otherwise he would have fainted.

”Look, do you know this man?” The little childe, with a fan in his right hand, pointed to the gold armor soldier on the ground like a dead dog and asked.

Lin Zichen raised his eyes and saw that the golden armor had been rubbed into an iron ball. A shriveled body lay on the ground, covered with blood, and he couldn't die anymore.

”This is... The God of harvest!” Looking at the man's face on the ground, Lin Zichen said in surprise. Unexpectedly, Yin Ping took the God of harvest as his hand. Lin Zichen knew the pride of the God of harvest, but such a master of creating the realm was just a chess piece given up by Yin Ping.

Yes, since Yin Ping accepted him as his own man, the God of harvest has been a dead man. When to die depends on Yin Ping's arrangement.

In this battle, the task of the God of harvest is to entangle the little childe so that he can't support Lin Zichen. It's estimated that the God of harvest didn't expect that the little childe broke out at this time. He suddenly realized in the battle and wanted his own life.

Looking at the God of harvest lying on the ground, Lin Zichen increasingly felt that it was a thing he regretted to let Yin Ping go.

This is the only four words Lin Zichen can think of in his head.