The world in his eyes seemed to have turned bloody.

The thought of killing strongly stimulated Lin Chen's mind.

"Ancient Shura!"

Jian Changfeng looked horrified.

It was widely rumored at the time that Lin Chen was the incarnation of an ancient evil clan, and later fell under the judgment of heaven.

When Jian Changfeng received the news, he couldn't believe it.

Now, seeing it with my own eyes, I fully understand the horror of the evil veins hidden in Lin Chen's body.

If Lin Chen is completely reduced to a puppet of the ancient evil tribe, and then gets the Demon-Slaying Sword to help him, he will become a terrifying evil demon that harms the common people.

Do you regret it?

No!

Jian Changfeng always insisted on his choice and always believed in Lin Chen.

"Although Xiaochen has ancient evil veins, he is a son of destiny who has passed the test of heaven's punishment! Cultivating good and evil may be the real way to defeat evil!" Jian Changfeng stared at the pressure with a firm expression: "Xiaochen, I

I believe you can defeat the devil and yourself!"

At this moment, Lin Chen did not pull out the demon-slaying sword, but was forced to bear the erosion of the billowing evil energy.

Everyone has a dark side, Lin Chen is not a saint, and naturally he is no exception.

Now, he was eroded by the powerful evil spirit, and the dark side was sealed deep in Lin Chen's mind, seeming to be awakened from a deep sleep.
Chapter completed!