Chapter 6889: Don’t Pamper Lin Chen

"Oh, your master has become the Holy God of Seven Tribulations? That's great, continue to lead the way." Lin Chen smiled when he heard this.

"well."

Liwu Blood Saint smiled and nodded, but he murmured in his heart: "Who is this kid? He heard that my master became the Holy God of Seven Tribulations, and he was still able to laugh. Could it be that he is not here to cause trouble? Well, I can't even measure him. dare."

Thinking in his mind, he raised his hand and shot out a stream of blood light. The blood light turned around and turned into a blood-colored pavilion, exuding the aura of a middle-grade supreme treasure.

Blood Saint Liwu deliberately tested Lin Chen's courage and raised his hand as an invitation: "Brother Taoist, please."

Lin Chen's expression remained as usual, he flew up to the pavilion and sat down next to the jade table in the pavilion.

Saint Wushu stepped out with her slender feet, brought out a fragrant breeze, and sat next to Lin Chen.

"This woman is quite beautiful."

Looking at the graceful figure of the Worry-free Saint, a flash of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Blood Saint Liwu. He quickly put it away to avoid being discovered by Lin Chen, and then led several young men and women to the bloody pavilion.

He walked to sit opposite Lin Chen, raised his hand and waved at the pavilion pillar, and saw the bloody pavilion flying forward.

Then, Liwu Blood Saint said to Lin Chen: "Brother Dao, sit still, we can reach Huangwu City without a cup of tea."

Lin Chen just nodded and didn't say much.

Seeing Lin Chen's cold attitude, Liwu Blood Saint's eyes flashed with anger, and he thought to himself: "Boy, when you meet my master, let's see how brave you are."

After entering the imperial martial arts world, he felt confident and was no longer so afraid of Lin Chen.

Several young men and women next to him also felt at ease, and looked at Lin Chen with a playful look as if they were watching a good show.

When the saint Wushou saw this, she had black eyebrows

He frowned slightly, but when he saw Lin Chen's calm face, he felt relieved.

With Lin Chen by her side, she felt at ease.

Lin Chen took in the little thoughts of the Liwu Blood Saints and the others and didn't pay attention. Instead, he admired the natural scenery outside.

I saw the endless land, with spiritual peaks, clear lakes, and rolling hills. It was so beautiful.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles, you can see small world cities with many cultivators. Cultivators of the Divine Ancestor and Holy God realms can be seen everywhere.

When they saw the flying bloody pavilion, they all bowed respectfully and saluted. They waited until the bloody pavilion flew away before continuing to do their own things, even the Holy God of Five Tribulations was no exception.

It can be seen from this that the Liwu Blood Saint has a very high status in the Imperial Martial World, or to be precise, the Imperial Martial Saint has absolute majesty here.

After all, Liwu Blood Saint is only the Holy God of Five Tribulations, which is not enough to make the Holy God of the same level feel awe.

Unknowingly, the bloody pavilion flew by for a cup of tea.

The mountains and rivers ahead turned into a vast plain. On the plain, there was a majestic world city.

Lin Chen looked around and could see the three characters "Imperial Martial City" on the upper door of the city gate.

When the bloody pavilion flew a hundred feet outside the city, Liwu Blood Saint raised his hand and waved towards the pavilion pillar, and saw the pavilion stopped.

Blood Saint Liwu stood up and said: "Brother Taoist, in our Imperial Martial World, no flying treasure can fly into the city. Even if I am the master's disciple, I am no exception. I need to walk into the city, please."

"casual."

Lin Chen looked indifferent, nodded to Saint Wushu, stood up and walked out of the pavilion, Saint Wushu walked behind.

Looking at Lin Chen's back, Li Wu

A fierce glint flashed in the Blood Saint's eyes, and he quickly put it away, calling several young men and women to come down.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed towards the blood-colored pavilion, put it into the storage ring, then came to Lin Chen and said, "Brother Taoist, please follow me into the city."

After saying that, he took the initiative to walk in front towards the city gate, which showed that he was not worried at all.

Several young men and women did not walk directly in front of Lin Chen and the two of them, showing no sign of humility.

This is Huangwu City, their territory. As long as Lin Chen enters the city, he is not at their mercy.

Seeing that the Liwu Blood Saints were acting uncharacteristically, Saint Wuyou frowned and sent a spiritual message to Lin Chen: "Master Tianjian, are we going to follow them in like this?"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs, not to mention this is the fastest way to see the Holy God of Emperor Wu."

Lin Chen responded via mental message. Seeing the worry of Saint Wushou, he comforted her: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything."

"Yes." Thinking that Lin Chen could easily kill the Holy God of Seven Tribulations and fight against the Holy God of Eight Tribulations, Saint Wuyou felt at ease, nodded with a smile, and followed Lin Chen into the Imperial Martial City.

I saw wide streets in the city, clusters of palaces, lakes and rockeries, like stars, dotted everywhere in the city, and the scenery was beautiful.

Along the way, all the cultivators who saw Liwu Blood Saint put away their smiles, bowed respectfully, and called him "Master Liwu", as if they were afraid that if they didn't do so, they would incur the wrath of thunder.

Liwu Blood Saint obviously enjoyed this feeling of being sought after. He put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and his face gradually showed a look of pride. He could not see any of the fear and fear he had towards Lin Chen before.

Lin Chen and Saint Wuyou are also less

They were not allowed to be watched by the cultivators in the city. They were curious about their identities, but they did not dare to ask Blood Saint Liwu. They kept their heads down and waited until Blood Saint Liwu passed by before they dared to raise their heads.

Seeing this, Lin Chen was thoughtful. It seemed that the Holy God of Imperial Martial Arts had very strict control over the practitioners of the Imperial Martial Arts world.

The lives of these cultivators in the Imperial Martial World are probably not as happy and free as those of cultivators outside.

After walking for about a tea time, we came to the end of the street.

Lin Chen immediately saw a towering golden temple with the word "Emperor Martial" shining brightly above the door.

The Liwu Blood Saint in front slowed down, and when Lin Chen walked up, he said with a smile: "Brother Dao, this is the Imperial Martial Palace. It is a divine weapon refined by my master himself. It is a middle-grade supreme treasure with spatial attributes. , the internal space is vast, and it is the place where my master practices.”

"Not bad." Lin Chen nodded.

"Brother Taoist said that, he must be well-informed and look down on the magic weapon refined by my master." Liwu Blood Saint said with a cold face.

Previously, Lin Chen also used the words "not bad" to evaluate the Imperial Martial Arts World, which made him a little unhappy, but he endured it. Now that he has arrived at the Imperial Martial Palace, there is a master sitting here, and he is not used to it. It’s chen.

"No need to talk nonsense, take me in to see your master." Lin Chen said unceremoniously.

"Brother Taoist, if you are so confident, then follow me into the palace."

Liwu Blood Saint waved his sleeves with a cold face, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head and walked towards the palace door.

"The show is about to begin. Let's see how rampant this kid is later."

Several young men and women glanced at Lin Chen with gloating eyes, already ready to watch the big show.

"Wuyougu

Mom, let’s go. "

Lin Chen smiled, called the Worry-Free Saint next to him, walked up the steps, looked coldly at the soldiers on both sides of the steps, and saluted the Blood Saint Liwu respectfully.