Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

The heart demon sitting in front of Lin Chuan seemed to be unwilling to give up, and continued to talk.

It wasn't until Lin Chuan recalled his original exercises that the two clones next to him gradually trembled.

"no, do not want!"

When confronted the Emperor Fengdu before, Emperor Fengdu almost completely copied Lin Chuan's Daoist swordsmanship and even physical fitness. In addition, Emperor Fengdu could also use dead spirits or ghosts to recover from his injuries.

Lin Chuan relied on his own breakthrough to solve it.

Since that time, Lin Chuan has been able to suppress the progress of his extrajudicial avatar Dao Fa.

Just to prepare for this time through the demons!

Lin Chuan's self-created Taoism is the same as the principle of cutting the three corpses, the sword clone and the Tao clone that Lin Chuan cut out, and the clone that needs to be cut out, Lin Chuan has long planned.

Self!

This last corpse is extremely mysterious. The id is not a targeted concept, but a very general concept, and there will be no loss or loss of feelings after being cut out.

If you cut out your negative emotions...

Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lin Chuan's mouth, and then he opened up his consciousness and directly let the inner demon invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

But at the same time, Lin Chuan's eyebrows gradually drilled a dim bubble, and it gradually began to expand in this void.

"Um! Ahhhhh! Don't!"

Lin Chuan opened his eyes abruptly, his hands began to keep trying to push back the bubbles that came out of his brows.

In this kind of tug-of-war, I don't know how long it has passed, and the bubble gradually started to grow bigger and more and more like a person.

"boom!"

When it reached the limit, the bubble suddenly exploded, and a clone almost identical to him appeared beside Lin Chuan.

"Woo~ it's done!"

Lin Chuan opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed by, and his consciousness returned to his body.

Looking at the surrounding environment, even his body has formed a spider web.

It has been a full year since he came to Journey to the West.

In this whole year, Lin Chuan finally differentiated into three clones, and at the same time he was among the realm of detachment...

The outside world suddenly changed color, and there was a violent storm in an instant.

This movement is not just a region, but this kind of doomsday scene has appeared in the six realms.

"Someone is sanctified!? Who is it!?"

In the sky and the earth, countless great abilities have paid attention to the changes in this world.

When each world has a saint rank, it will cause turbulence in the world and at the same time thunder robbery will be lowered to test whether this person can be worthy of this holy rank.

In just one stick of incense, a large purple thundercloud bred over the mountain where Lin Chuan was.

"Are you near Wuzhuang Temple!? Could it be that the person who prevented Sun Wukong from approving his apprenticeship was sanctified!?"

Since Lin Chuan took away the ginseng fruit tree, Tian Ting has also been aware of the existence of Lin Chuan.

If he was sanctified, it would be terrific.

Because the holy throne of each world is fixed, although the Journey to the West is so big and there are many saints, the holy throne is already full.

If you want to be truly sanctified... a saint needs to be beheaded!

Kill a saint with the body of Da Luo Jinxian!

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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Sixth: Black Profound Magic Dacheng! Thunder Dragon Tribulation!

Strictly speaking, Lin Chuan has not yet become a saint, but has obtained the opportunity to become a saint.

When he incarnates the third clone, he already understands everything about the saint.

The saint is invincible, at least for people below the saint, and now the position of the saint in Journey to the West is full, if he really wants to be holy, he needs to kill a saint.

Of course, if Lin Chuan chooses to return to the main world, he will naturally become the first saint in the main world.

But the saints are also ranked, his main world can only be regarded as a very small world, even if it is to become the first saint or the only saint, the future development path has been restricted -.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Lin Chuan still plans to try to kill a saint to achieve the holy position.

But what needs to be faced now is the test given to him by this world.

Walking out of the cave, a violent wind came, blowing on the face like a blade scratching.

Looking up at the sky, countless purple thunder and lightning are astonishingly powerful, gestating in the dark clouds above their heads, and they seem to be accumulating power.

It takes several stages to become a saint. The first is to always have enough strength to get through the heart demon, and then it will usher in the baptism of heaven and earth, so that the physical body will reach a certain level.

If there is a holy position, then it will be directly sanctified, if not, it is necessary to behead a saint.

When the last step is completed, Lin Chuan will truly become a saint!

Rumble!

A purple thunder and lightning fell, directly hitting Lin Chuan's head, but at the moment of this electric flint, countless black patterns suddenly appeared on Lin Chuan's body, almost covering his entire body.

"boom!"

When the lightning fell, it broke directly. The surrounding mountain peaks touched the fragmented lightning, and it was instantly moved to the ground, but Lin Chuan stood in place, not even a single piece of hair fell.

After seeing this scene, the powers of all parties were dumbfounded and could not speak for a long time.

In the Heavenly Court, an old man with a white beard frowned tightly, his fingers squeezed again and again, as if he was trying to deduct a secret secret, but just a short while later, he spouted a mouthful of blood.

"Not deduced!? How is it possible!? Is he from another world!? How can people from other worlds be sanctified in our world!? This is impossible! This is impossible!"

Looking at the scene of the lower realm, a look of horror gradually emerged in the eyes of the old man.

...

In the deepest part of the underworld, even under the eighteenth layer of hell, a group of yellow-black aura suddenly sighed.

"Not in reincarnation, can such a person...can be sanctified!? It seems that the world is going through another cleansing..."

After saying this, the black and yellow breath turned into a female figure, dressed in an extremely immortal style, but it also contained a serious feeling.