In a few seconds, they will be gone!
The new ascetics around him felt that their beliefs were beginning to become unstable.
Their usual way of sharpening their will is self-abuse. How have they ever seen such a brutal battle scene?
For a moment, everyone looked at the ascetic on the futon with pleading eyes.
But for some unknown reason, these ascetics seemed invisible and remained silent collectively.
Why!?
Why are the guardians and powerful ascetics motionless?!
In surprise, Lin An, who was constantly chasing and crushing corpses, suddenly became impatient.
The ascetic is indeed a weakling who cannot be killed.
His strength was enough to crush this guy, but his attack was so high that it killed him instantly, but it all overflowed.
"Let's see how many times you can be resurrected!"
With a flip of his wrist, Lin An summoned ten alloy swords in one breath.
The blood that had not been used for a long time was also shot out instantly.
"Shock me!"
"Buzz-"
Blood annihilation shock.
Like being nailed to a cross.
Ten long swords shot out quickly, pinning the skinned ascetic who wanted to escape to the stone floor.
The dark red blood was inserted directly into his head, continuously destroying his brain tissue with high-frequency vibrations tens of thousands of times per second.
Efficiency is significantly improved.
Whenever the resurrected ascetic's eyes regained their brightness, they dimmed instantly.
Just a few seconds later.
"No!!!"
"boom!"
The broken stone slab and a puddle of mud finally became motionless.
It took 4 seconds and resulted in a total of 42 kills.
The ascetics who are constantly resurrected have spent all their future and are completely annihilated in this world.
Take back the hilt.
Lin An chuckled and looked around.
"I am actually a special ascetic."
"The talent is better than yours."
"I know how to use a sword."
"Isn't this reasonable?"
After saying that, Lin An turned around and walked out of the temple, leaving everyone stunned in place.
After he turned around, Guard, who was motionless at first, suddenly twitched his eyelids.
....
After leaving the door, there was deathly silence in the temple.
What Lin An didn't know was.
Ding Ji, a good ascetic who always has an expressionless face, sitting still like an old monk.
It seemed calm and nothing happened.
But when Lin An was given the number, Ding Ji felt a palpitation in his heart.
If he hadn't trusted him the most, it was also the instinct that every ascetic must abide by, telling him "Don't meddle in other people's business."
He must find out what "thing" this weird ascetic is.
Somehow, he always felt that Lin An didn't look like a human being?
The other person sitting next to Ascetic No. 28 moved his eyelids slightly.
He felt that the strongest guard in Fortress No. 9 was a little confused.
The two of them glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and Ascetic No. 71 actually saw a hint of shock in his eyes.
"what happened?"
"Guardian, what's wrong with you?"
Mental communication is like sound transmission.
As soon as his mind moved, he asked directly.
Is there anything that could make Ascetic No. 28’s faith unstable?
"nothing..."
The fortress guard No. 28 suppressed the distracting thoughts that kept rising in his heart and closed his eyes tightly.
It's really nothing.
He was just like Lin An, and couldn't help but "predict" the outcome of several battles with Lin An.
However.
He saw a black screen more than a hundred times.
A moment before the screen went black.
Vaguely saw a giant silver bear, constantly scattering his ashes?
Chapter completed!