Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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Royal palace.

The traces of the Li family's existence are being quickly erased.

The various marks that belonged solely to Wei's family were rapidly increasing and branding.

Yao Lian's envoy came to the palace and soon saw Wei Wuji, the father of Wei Mingchen, the contemporary head of the Wei family.

"Your Majesty, there is a top powerhouse in the city."

Yao Lian Divine Envoy is not low in status and can directly meet the most powerful person in the capital today.

"Top strong?"

Wei Wuji is a middle-aged man with dark circles under the eyes. He has a good skin and average temperament. He asked with interest, "How top is it? How strong is it?"

Yao Lian said: "Not under me."

"Oh?"

Wei Wuji asked again, "How does that compare with my son?"

He has thirty-eight sons in total-this number does not include the two who have been slaughtered by Lin Beichen.

But in the sentence just now,'My son' specifically refers to Wei Mingchen.

Yao Lian Divine Envoy lowered his head and said, "Naturally, it cannot be compared with His Royal Highness."

"Hahaha."

Wei Wuji laughed loudly and said, "Walker, you are right, hahaha, because my son Wei Mingchen has the appearance of a god."

Hearing Wei Wuji's last name said his surname, the eyebrows that dazzled the divine envoy frowned.

If someone else said it, then this person must be on the way to reincarnation.

But since he is the father of His Highness the Son of God, there is no problem.

"My enthronement ceremony will be ten days later."

Wei Wuji sat on the newly designed human dragon chair, rubbing the original texture of gold with his hands with satisfaction, his expression was intoxicated, his eyes squinted, and he said: "Walker, you are my son's most trusted subordinate. , I can definitely get rid of the so-called top powerhouse at the fastest speed. It won't make me worry, right?"

Yao Lian Divine Envoy lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, Yao Ming, Yao Qian, and Yao Ren are all on their way here. When they arrive, no one can pose a threat to your enthronement."

"is it?"

Wei Wuji sat on the dragon chair, tilted Erlang's legs, shaking his legs vigorously, and said: "It's all thanks to my son, haha, he is the son of God, then I am a priest?"

"His Majesty."

Yao Lian Divine Envoy gave a solemn expression and said, "Speak carefully."

Wei Wuji shook his legs indifferently, and said, "Ha, I just open an ethical stalk, what are you nervous about... By the way, on the side of the Temple Mountain, the hypocritical god of Sword Lord, can you have an answer?"

A trace of helplessness flashed in the depths of Yao Lian's eyes.

There has always been a problem that he couldn't figure out.

Why does His Royal Highness the Son of God have such a father who is ostentatious, vulgar, lustful, lazy, greedy, rude, arrogant, stupid, and timid?

And why does His Highness the Son of God have to

This Jiji's show-stopping, desperate, vulgar, lascivious, lazy, greedy, rude, arrogant, stupid, and cowardly father, will he be promoted to the throne of humanity?

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, an old god like the Lord of Sword is already a yellow flower yesterday, and it won't last long."

Yao Lian Divine Envoy replied: "That day a great battle, I believe it also made her understand her situation, the old god is dead, the new god should stand, our Thousand Grass Temple has the support of the Great Desolate Temple, and has been recognized by the gods. , And gave her enough steps. If she doesn't know how to advance or retreat, once the deadline expires, it will be the day of her fall."

"Hehe...the fall of the gods."

Wei Wuji had a very yearning expression, shaking his legs, propped his chin with one hand, and said: "I am looking forward to it. What will the fallen god look like? Can it still be called a god?"

Yao Lian Divine Envoy kept silent.

Wei Wuji laughed loudly: "Look at you, every time you just talk about the gods, you have a dead aunt's expression. Come on, be happy and give me a smile."

Yao Lian Divine Envoy frowned, turned and walked outside the hall.

Wei Wuji's laughter echoed in the hall.

"Ahahahaha, it's so boring, how can you be a divine envoy, but there are rules and regulations everywhere, why are you not as happy as ordinary people?"

He sat on the recast pure gold throne, rolling around with a smile, tears in his smile.

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Temple Mount.

This is the first time Lin Beichen has come to the Temple Mountain in the capital.

Grander than imagined.

Towering than imagined.

The huge mountain peaks are connected to each other, like rock giants standing on the ground with arms arm in arm, but because of the distant ages, these rock giants are covered with lush vegetation, like green moss...

From the foot of the mountain to the peak, ancient buildings and huge statues of gods are dotted on the cliffs, and chain bridges connect the cliffs and lonely peaks.

You can imagine how many followers of the Lord of Swords were practicing life on this temple mountain in the glorious past.

But now, between the peaks and roads, there is a faint breath of loneliness.

Many temples are already empty, and the steps and the ground are not full of dust and cobwebs.

Many giant idols and sculptures have long Ming Xuan lamps that have been extinguished.

Some priests of the temple who are not weak, often sit under the statues, and are working on their supernatural powers to repair and heal their injuries.

They seemed to have gone through a great battle, and the losses were not small, and they were all injured.

The new Pope Hua Qingyan brought Lin Beichen and his party to the top of the Temple Mountain.

Here, there is the only temple of grace in the entire Beihai Empire [Hall of the Sword].

It has the tallest, largest and thickest sword lord idol in the North Sea Empire.

Li Xiuyuan and others were put to rest temporarily in the side hall.

And Lin Beichen came to

The Sword Palace.

"Mianxia is waiting for you in the hall."

Hua Qingyan stood at the door of the main hall, reaching out to make a please gesture.

The new Pope, Lord of the Swords, looks twenty-five or sixteen years old, with the purity of a girl and the charm of a mature woman.The appearance is naturally a superb choice, with a graceful figure, a murder weapon, and a beautiful waistline that seems to be able to drunk any man in this world.

In order to maintain the personality, Lin Beichen's gaze stayed on the Pope for a while.

Hua Qingyan looked at Lin Beichen and smiled slightly.

"You are the most handsome boy I have ever seen."

Her voice was soft and frank, and said: "Before I saw you, I never thought that there would really be such things as'male sex' in this world."

Oh, is this a compliment?

In Lin Beichen's mind, he involuntarily compared Hua Qingyan with Master Qin, and quickly came to a conclusion——

Or the big wife is more beautiful.

I just don't know where she went.

Lin Beichen smiled and responded to the pope's praise, then turned and walked into the hall.

The hall is very dim.

The breath of blood was in the air.

There is something in the dark flowing gurglingly.

Lin Beichen walked to the depths of the hall step by step.

The cold, silver-white moonlight shone in from the glass lens of the dome, and fell on the sculptural seat of Ten Thousand Swords.

The air in early spring was slightly cold.

A figure with loose hair, wearing a white dress, sitting quietly, her eyes bright in the moonlight.

"You came."

"I'm coming."

"You shouldn't come."

"I have come."

"It's too late to leave now."

"But I don't want to go."

"I smelled the aura of the evil demon outside the sky on your body, how much power is left of your stick technique?"

"That depends on how much your godhead has recovered."

"Do you see it?"

"I can see it a little bit."

"Which little bit?"

"You are hurt, it is not a mortal who hurt you."

"It seems that you have gained a lot in the outer market realm."

On the god seat, the Sword Lord slowly stood up.

Tick ​​to tick.

Drops of blood followed the handrails of the god seat and gently dripped to the ground. The moment the blood drops shattered, they were like blood lotus flowers that only bloom for a moment, evil and holy.

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