When Xinghai took Lin Bai to his residence, he left directly.

Xiang Yun came out in surprise and said, "Senior Brother Dongfang, you are not dead! So, you killed your opponent in the reincarnation field?"

Lin Bai nodded slightly: "It's a fluke to win half a move." ”

Xiang Yun was shocked and said, "How is this possible! Isn't your opponent the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm?"

Lin Bai said: "It's the demon clan of the Great Perfection!"

Xiang Yun was stunned and looked at Lin Bai dumbfounded.

Lin Bai asked curiously, "What's the matter?" Senior Brother Xiangyun?"

Xiang Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Dongfang, don't you know, when I and the other disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect first came to the reincarnation field, I saw many disciples under the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm walking out in front of me one by one, but none of them came back!"

"And you, the first warrior I saw walking back!"

Xiang Yun said.

When Lin Bai heard this, he secretly thought for a moment, the reincarnators in the reincarnation field are all cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm, and any martial artist under the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm is a dead word when he enters the field!

No wonder the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect who came to the reincarnation field, only Xiang Yun survived now.

Xiang Yun sat in Lin Bai's room and chatted with Lin Bai for a long time before going back.

Xiang Yun is also very happy, he must be in this unfamiliar place, there can be a disciple from the same sect to chat with, it is still very good.

After Xiang Yun left, Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, took out the jade bottle of spiritual spirit liquid from the storage bag, and said lightly: "Start improving your artistic conception cultivation." ”

"Today's battle with the Molten Demon, although I won by luck, it also let me know that every battle in this reincarnation field seems to be so domineering!"

"The Molten Demon is just one of the weakest demon clans in this reincarnation field!"

"If I want to gain a foothold here, but with my current strength, it's not enough!"

"And after absorbing the power of the Melting Demon's qi and blood, I found that I am still far from breaking through to the seventh level of the Yin Saint Realm in a short period of time!"

"The only way is to make the Aurora artistic conception break through to the realm of the later stage!"

"And the Spirit Liquid is also the best cultivation resource in my hands right now!"

Lin Bai thought about it secretly, took out the spiritual enlightenment liquid, and began to put it in his mouth drop by drop, painstakingly honing the cultivation of artistic conception.

With Lin Bai's cultivation now, he is very reluctant to go to the reincarnation field to face off.

After all, Lin Bai's cultivation is too weak, if he really encounters a difficult opponent, I am afraid that he will be more than lucky.

Therefore, during this month, Lin Bai was cultivating hard!

On this day, Lin Bai opened his eyes and looked out the window at the dawn moment, ready to continue to comprehend the artistic conception of the aurora.

But at this moment, Lin Bai suddenly found that in the room he was in, there were dense traces on the four walls, intricately superimposed together.

When Lin Bai first stepped into this room, he had found these traces, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

These traces, of different sizes, are in a mess, and they seem to have been left by someone here to vent their anger and wave their spiritual power casually.

But at this moment, Lin Bai looked at it seriously, these traces seemed to be a bit famous!

After Lin Bai finished watching the dawn hour, he left his gaze on the wall, and said lightly: "The traces on these walls seem to be sword marks......

"Is it a sword mark?"

"But these sword marks are of different sizes, and they are not shiny on them!"

"Could it be that the person who left these sword marks is not the one who used the sword...... Is it something else?"

Lin Bai looked strange.

Lin Bai slowly approached the stone wall, his eyes focused on a sword mark, and his mind inadvertently condensed and landed on the sword mark.

Buzz –

At this time, this sword mark seemed to come to life, falling off the wall and slashing in front of Lin Bai!

Lin Bai's heart was in a hurry, his face was pale, and he hurriedly used his body technique to retreat and go out.

When Lin Bai retreated to the corner of the room, that sword intent spread out, as if it had never appeared!

"On these seemingly messy traces, there is actually sword intent left!"

"How is this possible!"

"I'm a sword cultivator, if there is sword intent on this, then the first day I step into this room, I should feel the sword intent on the sword marks on this stone wall!"

Lin Bai was startled.

Lin Bai is a sword cultivator, and he has a strong perception of sword marks and sword intent.

But Lin Bai walked into this room, by now, nearly twenty days have passed, if it weren't for Lin Bai's accident and paying more attention to these traces, I'm afraid Lin Bai wouldn't be able to discover the sword intent on this sword mark now!

"Such a powerful sword intent!"

"The sword intent that rushed out of the stone wall just now was filled with a suffocating force!"

"That sword intent, with anger, destruction, domineering, and bullying...... The breath!"

Lin Bai's eyes shrank, stabilized his mind, sat cross-legged in the center of the room, and looked at the sword marks and sword intent on the stone wall again!

"There are nine hundred sword marks here!"

Lin Bai sat down cross-legged and secretly counted the sword marks.

But when Lin Bai had just finished counting, another question arose in his heart, and he said, "Since it is a sword mark, then the speed and strength of the sword should make these sword marks the same size!"

"Why are some of the sword marks still crooked?"

Lin Bai was a little puzzled.

"No, it's not nine hundred sword marks!"

"That's 1,800 sword marks!"

Lin Bai's eyes shrank, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "These 1,800 sword marks are all slashed in one position, so if an ordinary sword cultivation is here, you can only see 900 sword marks!"

"But in fact, there are 1,800 sword marks here!"

"It's just that because it's superimposed, very few people can understand the mystery!"

"The sword cultivation that left these 1,800 sword marks must be above the sword path cultivation, and the owner has extremely high attainments!"

"This kind of kendo attainment is simply terrifying!"

Lin Bai said secretly.

Then, Lin Bai looked at these sword marks carefully, and after half a sound, Lin Bai's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and he muttered to himself: "No, it's not 1,800 sword marks!"

"It's three thousand six hundred sword marks!"

"It's seven thousand two hundred sword marks!"

"It's 14,400 sword marks!"

"Yes......"

"Yes......"

"It's 110,000 sword marks!"

When Lin Bai looked at these sword marks seriously, he became more and more terrified.

Lin Bai found that on the stone wall, there were only nine hundred sword marks visible to the naked eye!

But in fact, there are as many as 110,000 sword marks left by this sword cultivator, because many sword marks are superimposed!

"It's amazing! These sword marks are superimposed, whether it is the sword trajectory, the depth of the sword marks, they are almost exactly the same, if it weren't for me, the other sword cultivation would be here, I'm afraid that there are only 1,600 sword marks at most, which is already the limit!"

"And I can see that there are as many as 110,000 sword marks here!"

Lin Bai's eyes looked directly at the sword marks on the stone wall, and his eyes gradually turned blood-red, like that, as if he was about to go mad!

"Kill!"

A man's angry voice came, permeating Lin Bai's ears, causing a sensation in Lin Bai's heart!

"Who? who is it?" Hearing this roar, Lin Bai's scalp was numb, and he jumped up from the ground, took out the demon sword from the storage bag like a great enemy, and looked around!

(End of chapter)