Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 105 Siege and Killing
After his momentum reached its peak, Lin Qingyang saw that he was about to cross that threshold and was about to complete the breakthrough in one go.

Unexpectedly, a sharp pain came from all over his body, causing him to tremble involuntarily, and the strength that he had accumulated with great difficulty was released all at once.

Although his strength was still strong, the weakness coming from his body and even his soul clearly told him that it was hopeless for him to be promoted to the fourth level.

Lin Qingyang's mind was full of doubts. He didn't understand what was hindering his promotion. Even so, he guessed that it must have been the work of those two reincarnations.

And it is most likely the insidious gray tide.

"Gray Tide!" He suppressed the anger in his heart, grabbed the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

He was not an alchemist, but he obtained a lot of elixirs by signing in. Although he usually disdained to use them, he no longer cared about so much in the moment of crisis.

“If the elixir of good fortune was still there, I would have another chance to break through, but…” Thinking of this, he began to regret it.

Feeling Lin Qingyang's momentum dropping, Hui didn't understand the reason, but his mind dominated by anger told him: It's time to go ahead.

So he did it, following his instinct and gathering the power of the three natural disaster beasts to deliver his strongest attack.

Red thunder entangled in his hands, and a thick spiral lightning spear immediately took shape, and instantly broke through the barriers of space and touched the tip of Lin Qingyang's sword.

Red thunder exploded, and a large area centered on Lin Qingyang turned into a thunder pool. All matter in it turned to ashes. Following closely was a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and earth.

After the strike, Hui and his three strange beasts were temporarily unable to launch such attacks again. On the contrary, a sword light suddenly burst out from the center of the thunder pool.

This sword light was transformed by Lin Qingyang. He revealed his true form only after leaving the range of the thunder pool. He looked towards the thunder pool below with lingering fear.

If he hadn't used a magic weapon that he normally wouldn't even bother to use, he would probably have been seriously injured.

"He is indeed fine." Chen Xingzhi looked from afar and saw a small tower hanging above Lin Qingyang's head. The small tower emitted a green light and covered his entire body.

"It should be that the tower offset most of the damage for him, otherwise he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die." Wu Dianfeng analyzed.

This result did not exceed the expectations of the two. If Lin Qingyang was really so easy to kill, then they would not have to make so many preparations.

"Calculating the time, it's time for them to take action, right?" Chen Xingzhi estimated the time, and the next moment, a huge portal really appeared out of thin air.

A large black mass of alchemical puppets emerged from it, their surfaces shining with metallic luster. There were so many of them that it was impossible to see the end of them.

At the same time, a strange wave spread from the portal, and all the areas affected by it underwent some kind of change.

The first person to notice this change was Lin Qingyang. He felt that the heaven and earth had imposed some kind of restrictions on him, which was very unfavorable for him to exert his strength.

Without thinking, he knew it was other reincarnations who did it.

What he didn't understand was who had such a grudge against him that he went to such great lengths to kill him.

This doubt did not last long as it was interrupted by the fire from the alchemical cannon on the ground.

Dense firepower covered the entire Yuanling position. The moment the shells hit the ground, flames splashed and dust rose.

No matter how sophisticated and solid the fortifications were, only ruins would remain under the roar of artillery fire.

Even Lin Qingyang himself was hit several times by the intensive artillery fire.

He didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that no matter how powerful the cannon was, it couldn't hurt his immortal sword body. However, facts proved that he was wrong.

Whether it is the shells fired from the alchemical cannon or the bullets fired from the alchemical puppets, they can cause effective damage to him when they hit him.

Obviously, this is not the effect of themselves, but there is some unknown force behind it.

He didn't have time to explore what this power was because two more familiar faces appeared on the battlefield.

A demonic sword appeared from a subtle angle behind him and swept towards his waist.

Just when the blade of the magic knife was about to cut him in half, he suddenly turned around and blocked the magic knife with the sword in his hand.

“Long Aotian!” He had a murderous look in his eyes, and said word by word: “You are the one behind all this?” “Wrong, totally wrong.” Long Aotian, who looked even more charming than before, smiled seductively, but his words were filled with endless evil intent, “Not just me, they all are.”

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for blocking our way!"

The devil's knife rolled up the devil's energy, bursting with bloody light, and turned into a river of blood that rushed towards Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang was about to raise his sword to divide the blood river, but was interrupted by an attack from the ground.

The alchemical puppets and alchemical constructs were connected together through some means, forming a magnificent army that crushed towards Lin Qingyang.

"You are... The Man in Green Shirt?!" He was in a trance for a moment, with inexplicable thoughts emerging in his mind and fatigue surging in his heart.

The next moment, his sword heart immediately cut off all distracting thoughts and swept away all fatigue.

He understood very well that he had just been hit by the Green Shirt Man's spell.

In just a moment of trance, the river of blood had already sucked him in.

The blood waves surged, and countless wronged souls stretched out their hands, desperately pulling the creatures that fell into the blood river into it.

But how could Lin Qingyang be just an ordinary person? He held the sky-blue glazed tower, with sword energy all over his body, and he cut his way out of the blood river.

As soon as he entered the Blood River, he saw four enemies standing in front of him. They were:

Long Aotian is both an immortal and a demon, holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other.

A man in a green robe with an alchemical matrix floating around him.

Chen Xingzhi is entangled with the three-phase power of wind, water and fire, with a twisted worm-shaped shadow extending from behind him.

And there was Wu Dianfeng, who was carrying a tripod and dragging a sword, with green flames surrounding him.

As for Hui? He had just regained his sanity and was bewildered to see two more people of the same level on the field. He immediately carried the still unconscious Heng and ran away.

He had already figured it out. He had clearly been used as a knife. There was no doubt that it was the work of the sinister Xuan Jun.

Despite this, he did not dare to cause trouble for Chen Xingzhi, at least not now. After all, there were three other powerful men eyeing him covetously.

The four reincarnations ignored Hui who fled from the battlefield, and instead focused all their attention on Lin Qingyang.

There was no dialogue, no unnecessary actions, and the battle between the two sides was about to break out.

Four powerful auras soared into the sky. Facing the number one reincarnation, the four people including Chen Xingzhi did not dare to be arrogant, so they directly used all their strength.

The dreamland tore through the space barrier and descended into the material world, and the swarm of insects officially entered.

The power of countless alien insects was superimposed on the body of the True Immortal. The three-phase power of wind, water and fire entangled the spiritual energy, evolving into incomplete chaotic spiritual energy.

In a flash, Chen Xingzhi's body was twisted into a huge insect-shaped shadow by the incomplete chaotic spiritual energy that escaped, and his dense eyes stared at his enemy.

On the side, Wu Dianfeng gathered the four divine wills into his body, and the four major branches of cooking returned, and his strength was further improved.

On the other side, the man in green shirt silently took in the power of the alchemy army into his body. His figure and momentum suddenly increased. The alchemy matrix floating around his body also formed a giant cannon, silently aiming at Lin Qingyang in front.

The immortal spirit and demonic intent in Long Aotian disappeared at the same time, and he briefly became a celestial being that was a combination of yin and yang. There was no distinction between male and female anymore, only pure perfection remained.

Facing the four people who were coming at him aggressively, even Lin Qingyang felt a little despair, but he quickly cut off this distracting thought.

Lifting the three-foot-long sword in his hand, he seemed to have returned to the day when he first entered the reincarnation space. In the first world, he roamed the world with a sword and took pleasure in avenging his enemies.

In front of him were the people from various sects who came to encircle and suppress him, and behind him was his current partner. At that time, he also only had a three-foot long sword in his hand.

Lin Qingyang suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart, and said with a smile: "Well, let me see, today I die, or you die!"

(End of this chapter)