Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

Lin Chuan's punch with such a weak body almost knocked the barbarian clan leader away without any suspense.

That's right, the patriarch who was as tall as a mountain, the strongest among the most powerful body-refining races in the ancient world, was blown away by a punch, and he didn't even know where he flew to.

The scene was very quiet for a while, and it took a full minute for the City of Hope to burst into warm cheers.

"Brother Lin is mighty!"

"What a bullshit barbarian! Weren't you punched away by Brother Lin!?"

"No! Look! Brother Lin seems to have fallen!"

…

Just when everyone seemed to be in high spirits, Lin Chuan's tiny figure fell from the sky.

Li Zhun, with his quick eyes and quick hands, threw a black iron ball directly into the air. The iron ball instantly transformed into a flying robot in the air and took Lin Chuan back to the city wall.

In an instant, more than a dozen people gathered around 613.

Looking at Lin Chuan's face, he had become a little pale, but only a minute passed before Lin Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Lin! You're awake! The leader of the barbarian tribe has been killed by you! Bai Jun is also fighting with the leader of the spiritual tribe! We won!"

Hearing this, Lin Chuan frowned and shook his head gently.

"Not yet...that guy is not dead yet..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar came from the distance, and the ground began to tremble again.

"Damn, damn! Damn reptiles! Damn reptiles! I'm going to kill you!"

A human-shaped figure like a mountain fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the City of Hope.

Immediately, both the wild spirits and the human race suffered countless casualties, and caused a great uproar, which directly made everyone lost in this battlefield...

"he came……"

Lin Chuan stood up awkwardly, holding the Long Yuan Sword.

The blow he just struck directly consumed almost all the spiritual energy in his body, but no matter what, he was the only strong man who could equal the barbarian leader.

He must stand up!

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Chapter 409: The Origin of the Spirit Tribe! A tragic life!

At the same time, the battle between Bai Jun and the leader of the Spirit Tribe also entered a fierce stage.

He has a light blue body and looks like a ghost, but his methods are as weird as Bai Jun's.

And Bai Jun felt more and more that this guy seemed to be somewhat similar to their Chaos clan, but he was sure that he had never seen the Spirit clan before, he had only heard about it, so how could he know him?

"Haha!? Haven't you remembered yet!? That guy should be engraved in your bones!"

The guy from the Spirit Race swayed, and Bai Jun felt a wave of dizziness coming over him.

In an instant, he remembered everything.

It turns out that this Eldar race is actually the product of their Chaos Clan experiment.

Like Bai Jun, they were originally weapons created to fight against the ancient gods.

It's just that the stability of the Eldar clan is too low, it is easy to become violent, and there is no distinction between the enemy and ourselves, so it was thrown away like garbage by the leader of the Chaos clan at the time.

In the general environment at that time, the ancient gods and the chaos clan were simply incompatible, so when all races encountered the spirit clan, they would use all their strength to strangle them.

Even if the Eldar survive later, they are still in a very disadvantageous situation.

But as time went by, the Eldar learned to hide and accumulate more information.

Over time, they have even integrated into the ancient gods.

However, their hatred for the Chaos Clan increased with time.

These things, the leader of the Chaos clan at that time did leave a hand when creating Bai Jun, and this made him think of everything.

When Bai Jun came to his senses, the guy from the Spirit Tribe did not attack him, but instead waited for him to digest all this.

When he saw that Bai Jun's face seemed a little gloomy, the leader of the Spirit Clan burst into a burst of harsh laughter.

"Hahaha! Now you know what kind of existence your so-called father is, right?"

"The reason I asked you to recall it is to make you understand how ridiculous it was for him to abandon us defective products and choose you as the successor of the Chaos clan!"

After the words fell, the figure of the leader of the Spirit Clan instantly dissipated, and at the same time a faint voice came.

"The field expands!"

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A high-level cultivation method of the Chaos clan is to conduct the power of Chaos to a certain surrounding space.

When the power of chaos spreads to every corner, everything around them falls under their control.

At this level, the power of those laws is basically unusable.

Yes, the Chaos Clan had completely condensed this technique into the Spirit Clan back then, but Bai Jun shook his head, and a trace of pity could not help but appear in his eyes.

"A failure is indeed a failure. After all these years, it is still standing still."

After pulling out the sword hanging from his waist, Bai Jun spoke seriously again.

"First, let me show you the skills I have learned over the years!"

As soon as Jian finished speaking, Jian Feng raised a sword light forward.

This sword light was extremely pure and surprisingly fast. It arrived in front of the leader of the Spirit Clan in just an instant.

If Lin Chuan saw it, he would definitely be surprised by Bai Jun's superb swordsmanship.

Bai Jun has never shown his attainments in swordsmanship before.

Now it seems that Bai Jun is no weaker than Lin Chuan in terms of swordsmanship.

If Lin Chuan didn't have the same power as Pangu, the two of them probably wouldn't be able to tell the winner.

"Haha!? Is this even worthy of being brought out!?"

But before he finished speaking, the leader of the Spirit Tribe felt a warmth coming from his shoulder.