Martial Arts Immortal

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Seeing Lin Zheyu sign the Chaos Oath.

Zuo Xinlan smiled slightly, showing her infinite charm again.

She stretched out her white jade-like palm, gently stretched out her hand, and a jade-like necklace appeared around her neck.

Zuo Xinlan took off the necklace, grabbed the necklace, and the powerful power of the soul surged.

She was engraving the skills she mastered into the jade slip in the storage space.

After a moment…

Zuo Xinlan threw the necklace to Lin Zheyu with her right hand.

"Except for my own life treasure, all other treasures are in here."

"All the skills and secrets I have seen and mastered, and can teach, are also imprinted in the jade slips inside."

"However, those are just ordinary skills and secrets."

"Really powerful skills require extremely special and powerful treasures to carry, and need to be passed on by strong people who are more than the realm master level."

"I don't want to give you those skills, but I can't do anything about it."

Zuo Xinlan shook her head slightly and took the initiative to explain.

The skills obtained from the Changsheng Sect cannot be passed on to outsiders, this does not need to be explained.

But in addition to the skills inherited by the sect, Zuo Xinlan has had many powerful opportunities and has learned several heaven-defying skills.

She can't pass these skills on.

Zuo Xinlan's strength level is too low. Even if she masters those skills, she can't engrave the content of the skills.

"Yeah."

Lin Zheyu hummed lightly, indicating that he knew.

After wandering in the Xuanhai area for more than 30 years, he is no longer a rookie who just walked out of the small world.

He knows about such things.

Just like the martial arts he comprehended from the previous secret realm, the martial arts overlord of the seventh era - "The Immortal Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations".

This martial arts, let him engrave it and pass it on to others, Lin Zheyu himself can't do it.

"Daoyou, are you a casual cultivator?"

Zuo Xinlan looked at Lin Zheyu quietly, and then said with a smile.

Her guess is not groundless.

Only casual cultivators, or cultivators without a strong enough inheritance, will need martial arts.

"For us, these ordinary-level martial arts secrets are not of much significance."

Zuo Xinlan smiled and continued.

For ordinary cultivators, the martial arts she took out are extremely powerful.

But for geniuses of their level, they are not in Zuo Xinlan's eyes.

The reason why she knew these martial arts was that she learned them specifically to broaden her horizons.

"If you are interested, you can join our Changsheng Sect."

"Not all the people in Changsheng Sect are immortals, the warriors' heritage is also powerful."

"What do you think?" Zuo Xinlan invited.

"Nothing."

Lin Zheyu's face was calm, and he was unmoved by Zuo Xinlan's recruitment.

If he wanted to join other forces, he would have joined long ago.

With his talent and qualifications, plus the identity of a cultivator who walked out of the small world, almost all forces are qualified to enter and become a true disciple.

It's just that Lin Zheyu doesn't want to.

Joining those big forces is easy to be tied up, and you need to be on guard and disguise at all times to hide your own strength that is increasing too quickly.

In addition.

Those big forces are all in the presence of powerful people with terrifying strength, and it is easy to encounter terrifying existences that far exceed their own strength.

Facing such existences, any fluctuations of their own thoughts may be easily captured.

In front of such existences, there are no secrets at all.

Lin Zheyu is worried that the biggest secret of himself will be exposed. Then, it will be dangerous.

"Fellow Daoist, don't refuse so bluntly."

"It's easy to become a Heavenly Lord, but it's hard to become a Realm Lord."

"No matter how amazing your talent is, if you don't have a strong enough foundation of Taoist inheritance behind you, you can't become a Realm Lord."

Zuo Xinlan said meaningfully.

'Oh? '

Lin Zheyu's heart moved slightly.

To become a Realm Lord, is there any secret that he doesn't know?

Although he was curious, Lin Zheyu's face was expressionless.

"Very good, it's all in there."

Lin Zheyu put away the jade-like necklace and said lightly.

He just glanced at the treasures and skills stored in the necklace. There were not many magic weapons, but each one was extremely powerful.

There were also many treasures that the other party had obtained from the setting sun of the era.

In addition to treasures and magic weapons, the skills inside also opened Lin Zheyu's eyes.

The number of skills that Zuo Xinlan knew was extremely amazing. It was like a mobile human-shaped library, and each skill inside had a strong research value.

"But I'm sorry to bother you."

"Stay here for a while, at most in a cup of tea, and I'll let you go."

As Lin Zheyu spoke, a strong blood and qi emanated from his body, and thick blood-colored chains condensed from the blood and qi, shooting towards Zuo Xinlan.

Zuo Xinlan smiled slightly, stood still, and let the sealing chains imprison him.

"Interesting..."

"Is this person really a casual cultivator?"

Zuo Xinlan looked at the place where Lin Zheyu disappeared, and a look of interest appeared on her face.

She scanned the void around her, and her eyes were more interested.

Although the power in her body was imprisoned by the sealing chains and suppressed by the inner universe void.

But Zuo Xinlan still saw a lot of things.

"Is it as oppressive as a small world..."

"It can't be a boundary weapon. If the opponent carries a boundary weapon, what he enters will not be the wonders of this level..."

"It can't be a magic weapon. A magic weapon at the spiritual transformation level doesn't have such powerful power."

"And if the magic weapon you carry with you is more powerful than the level of spiritual transformation, it will also be transported to the wonders of the corresponding level..."

Zuo Xinlan observed the dark void around him with thoughtful eyes.

Epoch Sunset is special.

It is not only able to detect the strength of the monks, but also randomly teleport into the wonders corresponding to the strength.

It is also possible to detect the magic weapons carried by the monks.

If the magic weapon carried by a monk reaches the level of Tianzun Realm, then no matter how weak the monk himself is, he will be transported into the wonders of Tianzun Realm level.

Lin Zheyu didn't know this rule before entering.

He is just strong enough, and he doesn't have any powerful magic weapon. If not, he wouldn't be what he is now.

"Is it possible that this is a special magical power that the other party has mastered, like a giant beast that creates a small world in its own body?"

"No, impossible!!"

"The sky-cracking behemoth is able to cultivate a small world within its body because of its special bloodline. It is almost impossible for other races to do this."

"But if that's not the case..."

"Could it be that this person got a severely damaged boundary weapon, and the boundary weapon happened to have some similar power left."

"Then, the other party has mastered a special secret method that can activate and strengthen this suppressive power?"

"..."

Many speculations flashed through Zuo Xinlan's mind.

Ordinary magic weapons simply cannot have the suppressive power of a small world. This is the unique ability of boundary weapons.

What is the boundary device?

That is a powerful treasure at the realm lord level!

Even if the boundary weapon is damaged and falls to the level of spiritual transformation, there may still be a trace of its own power left.

It can inspire the power of oppression like a small world.

only……

If it fell to the level of spiritual transformation, how could a boundary weapon that was so damaged be able to inspire such a powerful suppressive power?

"How did this person do it?"

Zuo Xinlan murmured secretly, and many of the previous speculations felt a little impossible.

"Is it possible..."

"This is a human race with the bloodline of a giant sky-cracking beast?!" Zuo Xinlan couldn't help but speculate.

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No matter what Zuo Xinlan guessed.

After Lin Zheyu left Zuo Xinlan, he continued to look for other suppressed strong men.

So concocted.

Most of the strong men were extremely cooperative, and those who were not cooperative accepted it obediently after experiencing some painful torture.

However, there are still some stubborn ones among them.

That was a strong man from the Blood Shura clan.

This ethnic group is violent and war-like. Each one is born from blood and fire, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

The strong man from the Blood Shura tribe was very stubborn and would not give in no matter what.

Then, there was no more.

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"The city of nightmares..."

In the thin fog, Lin Zheyu slowly opened his eyes, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

By communicating with the powerful people who suppressed it, he successfully obtained relevant information here.

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This is the legendary City of Nightmares, the ancestral land of the powerful ethnic group in the third era - the Nightmare Tribe.

"No wonder it's so powerful and weird, I fell into sleep as soon as I entered."

Lin Zheyu shook his head slightly and stood up slowly.

He did not leave immediately, but stood quietly on the spot, turning his head to look into the void not far away.

"Come out, your Excellency, you have been following me for so long. I wonder what your purpose is?" Lin Zheyu narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

When he started to capture the strong man trapped in the nightmare, he felt many prying eyes.

There were many strong men among them, following them secretly.

But in the end, almost all of them were thrown away by Lin Zheyu, and only one had good strength and followed him all the way here.

Lin Zheyu had been secretly vigilant, waiting for the other party to take action.

Unexpectedly, the other party was extremely cautious and kept hiding in the darkness in the distance. He neither made a sneak attack nor turned around and left.

"Yes, the perception is very strong."

A dull voice came from high in the sky.

Lin Zhe raised his head in excitement and squinted towards the direction where the strange movement was coming from.

In the dim world, a bright moon appeared quietly.

That's right, open it.

The bright moon blinked slowly. If you look closely, you will find that it was transformed into a huge eyeball.

Eyeballs as bright as the moon, quietly staring at Lin Zheyu below.

"You can detect me, your perception is good."

"Coupled with your strong resistance to the power of nightmares, you have passed our assessment and you are qualified to join us."

The voice came faintly without any fluctuation.

"Why should I join you?"

Lin Zheyu looked at the bright moon-like eyes high in the sky and said lightly.

"You will be interested. Among the strong men who entered the Nightmare City, no monk can resist the temptation of that thing."

The mysterious strong man continued.

"What?"

Lin Zheyu became interested.

He could sense the power behind this eyeball.

A treasure that can interest such powerful people and requires the cooperation of other powerful people must be extremely extraordinary.

"Heart of Nightmare!!" said the mysterious strong man.

"Nightmare Heart?"

Lin Zheyu's thoughts moved slightly, and a divine soul clone was projected into the void of the inner universe again.

Although a lot of information about the Nightmare City was obtained from the suppressed strong men.

But among them, there is nothing related to Nightmare Heart.

"Nightmare Heart?!!!"

"You actually found the heart of the nightmare!!!!"

In the void of the inner universe, when Zuo Xinlan heard what Lin Zheyu asked, her eyes widened and her expression became a little excited.

"I haven't found it yet, I just learned about it."

Lin Zheyu shook his head and continued to ask: "What is this that can make you so excited?"

"That is the Heart of Nightmare, the foundation of the Nightmare Clan's strength, and the root of the Nightmare Clan's downfall!!"

Zuo Xinlan breathed lightly, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and explained seriously.

After the other party's explanation, Lin Zheyu finally knew what the Nightmare Heart was and how precious it was.

"Although this is just a strange scene in the setting sun of the era, it may be a residual scene projected in the long river of time."

"But the heart of nightmares that is nurtured is equally precious and extraordinary!" Zuo Xinlan said.

"That's it. Thanks for clarifying."

Lin Zheyu nodded, scattered and disappeared again.

"Heart of Nightmare..."

Zuo Xinlan murmured softly, then shook her head slightly.

This thing is not easy to win. I don’t know how many talented and talented geniuses have completely fallen asleep in this wonderful scene in order to win the Nightmare Heart.

"Can."

Lin Zheyu looked at the bright moon-like eyeballs and asked lightly: "Where is the position and when will we start taking action?"

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A flash of silver light shot out from the eyeball, turning into a silver ball the size of a baby's fist, like a bright moon, and fell into Lin Zheyu's hand.

"It hasn't started yet. We need to wait for the opportunity, when the power of nightmare is at its weakest in that area."

"When the time comes, this token will send out a reminder. Just follow the instructions and come directly."

The mysterious strong man said.

"good."

Lin Zheyu nodded, put away the silver ball and said, "I'm Yuzhe, what do you call me my friend?"

"Moon marks."

The mysterious strong man said calmly.

The moment the voice fell, the eyeballs like the bright moon in the void slowly closed.

The moment his eyes closed, the other person's breath completely disappeared without a trace.

Lin Zheyu used his spiritual eyes to sense and search, but he could only detect a faint wave, shooting away into the distance at an astonishing speed.

After confirming that the other party has completely left.

Lin Zheyu's figure moved slightly and disappeared into the mist.

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In the thin fog, a burly figure galloped from a distance.

Lin Zheyu walked out of the fog, his powerful perception covering the void around him, and he watched the movements around him vigilantly.

"This is it."

Lin Zheyu stopped.

The power of nightmares here is extremely strong, and it is a good place to banish those strong men suppressed in the void of the inner universe.

He captured a total of seventeen strong men, including one from the Blood Shura clan. Because the other party refused to cooperate, he blasted him with a punch.

Except for the strong men of the Blood Shura clan, the other sixteen survived.

Lin Zheyu also spared their lives as agreed.

After all, they signed the Chaos Oath.

Even if it is a mark branded by the true spirit with a physical body, if it causes backlash, it may lead to serious consequences.

"Let's go!"

Lin Zheyu's thoughts moved slightly, and sixteen big bloody cocoons that were tightly bound by the forbidden chains shot out suddenly.

Dang clang——

The blood-colored chains exploded with a bang, revealing the figure imprisoned within them.

After these strong men escaped from their confinement, they shot away into the distance without hesitation.

Their speed was very fast, almost reaching the limit of their own speed.

But there were still many monks among them. Not long after they rushed out, they were instantly eroded by the power of nightmares and fell into sleep again.

After letting them out.

Lin Zheyu's figure moved slightly and disappeared into the mist again.

Yuehen probably didn't take action so quickly.

Lin Zheyu planned to take advantage of this time to explore the Nightmare City to see if he could gain more.

This is the city of nightmares, the ancestral land of the nightmare tribe.

In addition to the most precious Nightmare Heart, there must be many powerful opportunities hidden there.

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