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Swish!

A flash of snow light swept out, dragging the bright starlight tail, and suddenly slashed on a mountain peak not far away.

Rumble!

Like a knife cutting tofu, the mountain peak is easily cut in half, and the section is flat and smooth.

This is not the end, I saw that the snow clear and transparent broken blade continued to flicker, or split, or slash, or slash, or thorn, and the trajectory of the line tore apart in the void one after another shocking cracks.

Then, I heard a loud rumbling bang.

The peak, which was dozens of feet high, was cut into neat boulders one after another, and then rolled down.

Swish!

At this time, the broken blade had already flown back, suspended in front of Lin Xun's body, as bright as jade, clear and clear, overflowing with holy and clear starlight, without a trace of damage.

Lin Xun stood there, pondering.

The so-called "god-resistant" technique is not complicated, but it is a method that uses divine consciousness as a means to use divine weapons.

The more powerful the self-cultivation, the more terrifying the power of the divine soldier is.

And the stronger the power of the primordial gods, the more subtle and handy the control of the divine weapons will be.

Similarly, the power of the divine weapon itself can maximize its own cultivation and the power of the primordial god.

However, it is said to be light, but in fact it is not easy to cultivate, and the inheritance of the "Yuan" character Dao pattern pattern of the broken blade contains extremely complex mysteries, and if you want to master it completely skillfully, you must continue to hone it.

"With the power of the Broken Blade alone, it is more than twice as powerful as before, and with the control of a god method, the power has increased a lot, so it is estimated that if you go against the Great Cultivator of the Yanlun Realm, you can easily kill it......"

"Unlike the Truthless Spirit Bow, the power consumed by the Broken Blade is not much, as long as I don't touch the half-step king, it is enough for me to fight for a long time. ”

Lin Xun made a comparison in his heart.

In the following time, Lin Xun continued to hone the method of the gods, from jerky to skilled, and the progress was smooth, and the results were gratifying.

At the same time, I saw one barren mountain after another collapse nearby, producing a deafening loud noise.

Soon, the cultivators of Camp 7 were all alarmed and came to watch.

At the beginning, these cultivators were all stunned, because they had the impression that Lin Xun's best fighting method was the way of bow and arrow.

And in today's bloody battlefield, who doesn't know that Lin Gongzi's arrow is like a god, which can be called unparalleled?

Therefore, when they saw that what Lin Xun was training was not an arrow path method at this time, these cultivators would be so stunned.

But soon, they were curious, in addition to the archery, what about Lin Gongzi's attainments in other combat methods?

Then, when they witnessed Lin Xun manipulating the broken blade and destroying one barren mountain after another like decay, razing that area to the ground, these cultivators were all dumbfounded, and their mood changed from curiosity to shock.

It was really hard for them to imagine that such a Cave Heaven Realm boy was not only against the sky in the arrow path, but even other combat methods were so amazing!

"Is Lin Gongzi the legendary Born Saint Son? It's too strong......"

The hearts of many cultivators are swaying.

"If it's an enemy, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to block Lin Gongzi's blow. ”

The wind of words also came, he stared for a while, his expression became extremely solemn, and his eyes were in a trance.

As a well-known top cultivator of the Yanlun Realm in Camp No. 7, Yan Feng said such words at this moment, which immediately caused an uproar among many cultivators nearby.

"The art of the gods, the broken blade in his hand is actually a 'divine weapon'!"

In the depths of the camp, the eldest grandson's eyes opened and closed, bursting out with terrifying lightning, "A bow, a broken blade, all so powerful, this kid can't be accompanied by atmospheric luck?"

It wasn't until night fell that Lin Xun returned to the camp with a tired face.

It's just that they intersect here, and his heart is full of joy and satisfaction, and the means of controlling the gods inherited by the word "Wu" Dao Pattern can be called unpredictable, so that the power of the broken blade is so strong that he is surprised.

"I've seen Lin Gongzi. ”

"Sect Master Lin, when will you go to kill the witches again, I'm willing to follow before and after, and charge into battle with you!"

"Lin Gongzi, do you have time at night, can I have a glass of wine with you?"

On the way back to the camp, all the cultivators he saw greeted Lin Xun enthusiastically, with admiration and admiration in their eyes.

Lin Xun returned the salute with a smile, but declined some invitations politely, he is now obsessed with honing martial arts, but he has no time for recreation and entertainment.

When night falls, the camp is brightly lit.

It's just that this night is not destined to be peaceful, and soon, an imperial spy rushed into the camp in the darkness of night and hurried to the room of the general Changsun Lie.

"What? General Xiahou Ji is dead?"

In the room, the angry voice of Changsun Lie sounded, and at the same time, with a bang, the case in front of him turned into sawdust again.

"What the hell is going on?"

Eldest Sun Lie endured the shock in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

In the end, after learning everything, Eldest Sun Lie's face was already extremely gloomy, and he fell into silence completely and did not say a word.

Early the next morning, the entire Camp Seven fell into a shock, and the Imperial cultivators were all worried in their hearts, and the atmosphere seemed solemn and deadly.

Last night, the latest news from the mulberry woodland was like a thunderbolt from the sky, causing the Imperial cultivators to fall into shock and panic.

Imperial general, the king of life and death, Xiahou Ji...... He's dead!

It's definitely a big event, like a storm, it's hard to accept.

King, this is the top force in a camp, like the needle of the sea god, powerful in all directions, so that the enemy does not dare to attack.

Now, a king has fallen, and it is like the sky has fallen, and it is difficult for anyone to be calm!

"According to the news, there is a mysterious Dao Palace in the mulberry woodland, which hides a great opportunity, attracting many terrifying creatures lurking in the mulberry woodland to fight, and General Xiahou Ji was killed in this battle. ”

"It's terrifying, I heard that the murderer was a cyan dragon who stepped on the Holy Dao, and with just a wave of his claws, he took the life of General Xiahou Ji!"

"O terrifying creatures who have stepped on the Holy Dao! There is more than one, I heard that all the strong people who are close to that mysterious Dao Palace, whether it is a cultivator of our empire or a strong person of the witch barbarians, are almost all robbed there. ”

"Hateful!"

These news couldn't be concealed at all, and even Lin Xun, who was obsessed with refining the mystical method, was also alarmed.

Although he had a premonition, when he heard the news of Xiahou Ji's death, he still trembled in his heart, and he was silent and stunned.

Although Lin Xun had never seen Xiahou Ji, when he was in the mulberry woodland, Xiahou Ji had spoken out many times, relying on his own power to protect Lin Xun.

It's just that......

Such a righteous king has fallen......

Lin Xun's mood also became depressed and stunned.

A few days later.

More and more news came back about the Mulberry Woodland, which plunged the cultivators of the Empire into a state of mourning, and the atmosphere was depressing and deadly.

"Near the Mysterious Dao Palace, the terrifying creatures who set foot in the Holy Dao set off a shocking duel, blowing up that area, but all the strong people who approached were affected and killed on the spot!"

......

"According to statistics, on the cultivator side of our empire, at least more than a dozen half-step kings have died so far, and even the whereabouts of General Xie Shi'an are unknown!"

......

"The door of the Mysterious Dao Palace has opened! The great opportunity is coming, and those terrifying creatures who have stepped on the Holy Dao have also gone completely crazy, and in order to compete for the opportunity, they have completely turned that area into a bloody purgatory!"

......

"General Xie Shi'an's whereabouts are still unknown, and the only good news is that many cultivators in our empire have sensed the danger and have withdrawn from the mulberry woodland early. ”

......

"This time, not only our empire, but also the Wuman clan, the King of Jinper, who is in the line of Jinman, was also robbed and killed by a black Teng tree that stepped on the Holy Path!

"In addition, the Thunder Barbarian Vein Thunder Xiao King and the Fire Barbarian Vein Flame Dome King have all suffered heavy losses, and they have luckily picked up a life, and now they have withdrawn to the Wuman camp, it is said that it is impossible to have the ability to fight in a short period of time!"

"As for the number of deaths of other powerful people in Wuman, it is also impossible to count. ”

......

Lin Xun was practicing martial arts every day.

However, he has also heard the news that has come back these days, and apart from sighing and amazement, it can't help at all.

"What is hidden in that mysterious Dao Palace, and why does it make those terrifying creatures who set foot in the Holy Dao fight like crazy?"

More than once, Lin Xun was thinking about this problem.

Unfortunately, he couldn't guess that the path of the Holy Path seemed too far away for him, and he couldn't imagine what the chances would be that would make those terrifying creatures crazy.

In order to dissipate the depressed mood in his heart, Lin Xun spent all his energy on cultivation.

"When the Great Dao Cataclysm really comes, these terrifying creatures dormant in the mulberry woodland are destined not to be lonely, or rather, the reason why they are dormant is to wait for a real great world to come!"

Lin Xun had a hunch that the future battle on the road was destined to become more cruel and fierce than before.

At this time, only by seizing all the time and opportunities to improve our strength may be able to have enough qualifications to stand on this great world!

"The Wheel Realm, the Realm of Life and Death, and the Nine Tribulations of Immortality...... I still have a long way to go before the path of the Holy Path, but time is already a little short, this time after returning from the Bloody Battlefield, no matter what, I have to go to the ancient wasteland!"

"Only there can we find more ways to become stronger, and we can also get more news about the Great World Dispute!"

Lin Xun secretly made a decision.

It took half a month for the turmoil over the mulberry woodland to regain calm.

Both the empire and the Wubarian clan suffered heavy losses in this turmoil, and their morale suffered an unprecedented blow.

Today, the mulberry woodland has become a forbidden place for people to talk about, and no one dares to go close to the past.

In the past half a month, Lin Xun has already thoroughly understood the Imperial Mystic Method, and he is familiar with it by heart, and the only thing he lacks may be the actual combat training.

That night, Lin Xun finally relaxed, and planned to gather Lu Wenting, Lao Huang, Hu Tong, and Yanfeng together.

However, when he went to look for Hu Tong, he found that the latter was not in the camp.

"After the leader went out on a mission three days ago, there has been no news until now...... Abi said in a low voice, and her eyebrows were full of sorrow and gloom that could not be dissolved, and she looked stunned, as if she had lost her soul.

Lin Xun's heart sank, this was undoubtedly bad news.