The dominoes looked like the size of a palm, and they were inconspicuous.

But when it fell into Lin Xun's hands, it was like a majestic mountain, and he was caught off guard, causing his body to shake, and he hurriedly used his power to hold the domino firmly in his hand.

"Is this intimidating?"

Lin Xun was stunned, and was about to investigate with his divine sense, but was quickly stopped by the old man: "If you don't want to be scared to death, you'd better not do this."

Scared to death?

Lin Xun was suspicious, but seeing Dusou's serious expression, he finally did not choose to try.

The old man grinned and said, "Although it's scary, this treasure is a priceless treasure, you must keep it."

Lin Xun frowned: "Can this thing scare a saint?"

The old man disdain: "The saint is a fart. Let me tell you, under the emperor's realm, this domino takes everything, and the guts can scare them away. After all, this is something that the old man gave, how can it be compared?"

There was an indescribable pride in his tone.

Lin Xun played with dominoes, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Du Sou and said, "How about I try it with you?"

Dusou's expression was stagnant, and he said angrily: "How can this old man's things scare the old man? You should be less distracted, remember, this thing can only be used once, and it is not at the critical moment of life and death, but don't use it. Easy to use."

After all, he waved his sleeve robe without giving Lin Xun a chance to react.

Suddenly, the two figures disappeared.

...

The empire, deep in the palace, has a forbidden place.

A quaint and old hall stands, and in front of the hall, a five-color altar filled with the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes stands, as if it has existed forever.

On the main hall, there is a plaque: The Hall of Slaughtering Blood.

Lin Xun recognized at first sight that he had been here before!

When he first entered the battlefield of killing blood that year, he was brought here by Zhao Tailai and left with the help of this ancient teleportation formation.

However, this time, when he saw the "Blood Slaughter Hall" and the ancient teleportation formation, Lin Xun remembered a lot of things.

"This is arranged by Mr. Lu himself?"

Lin Xun said softly.

The old man said, "Who?"

Lin Xun said, "Lu Boya."

Dusou said in surprise: "You already know?"

"The establishment of the blood-killing camp is related to Mr. Lu. How could the existence of this blood-killing hall have nothing to do with Mr. Lu?"

Lin Xun said with a hint of emotion, "According to my speculation, Mr. Lu is likely to be a strong quasi-emperor. With his accomplishments in the spiritual pattern, it is not difficult to set up such a teleportation array."

The old man snorted and said: "More than ten years ago, the upheaval of the world broke out completely, and the battlefield of blood killing has completely changed. You will know when you go there."

He waved his sleeves.

hum~

The ancient five-color altar glowed, suddenly producing a strange roar, as if waking up from silence.

Lin Xun was about to take action, but was stopped by Dusou, his eyes were full of strange colors, and he stared at Lin Xun: "You still have the breath of another creature.

"

Lin Xun froze all over, is this all seen?

"Little Yin, come out." He moved in his heart.

With a swish, Xiao Yin's figure swept out.

There was a splendid gleam in Dusou's eyes, and he stared straight at Xiaoyin for a long time before he smiled: "Interesting, a god-devouring worm who has embarked on the path to the top has also awakened his innate supernatural powers and became a There is no real long-lived insect king in the ancient times... It seems that in this great world, this little guy has also gained a lot of opportunities and benefits."

At a glance, you can see through the details of Xiaoyin!

Lin Xun secretly trembled in his heart, could this old guy really exist in the emperor realm?

"You go."

The old man has withdrawn his gaze and waved his hand, but did not stop Xiaoyin and Lin Xun from being together.

"Senior, farewell."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and strode up to the altar with Xiaoyin.

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

The old man watched this scene silently, until the teleportation array returned to silence, he was relieved, he let out a long breath, and murmured: "Before you become holy, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity, Breaking the forbidden curse of the forbidden robbery..."

...

Bloody Battlefield.

The sky and the earth are vast, the mountains are like gatherings, one after another, the rich purple aura is like a rolling sea of ​​clouds, flowing and transpiring on the sky.

On the earth, the mountains and rivers are picturesque!

Every mountain is extraordinary, lush and vibrant.

Every river is filled with spiritual water mist. When the water waves rise and fall, it glows like fish scales, and even the rocks and vegetation are crystal clear.

In the void, there is a strong spiritual energy.

On the top of a precipitous mountain peak, wisps of purple auspicious aura floated in the air, and a pretty figure stood there, looking out in all directions, with a lingering look of shock.

This person was Lin Xun who had just arrived at the Blood Killing Battlefield.

But at this moment, he suspects that he has come to the wrong place!

In Lin Xun's memory, in the blood-killing battlefield, the sky and the earth were dark, the earth was drowsy, the four fields were vast, and there were signs of barrenness and depletion everywhere.

On the ground there, rotten and broken corpses were scattered all over the dust, and the air was filled with the stench of blood that could not be dissolved.

Darkness, loneliness, blood, depression... outlines the gray and dark tones of the bloody battlefield.

The most important thing is that there is no spiritual power in the blood-killing battlefield!

The army of cultivators stationed here by the empire all need to rely on elixir to supplement their strength.

But now...

Everything has changed!

Between heaven and earth, everything is prosperous, with rich spiritual energy, beautiful mountains and rivers, rolling spiritual energy and vitality are like a whistling torrent, spreading out between heaven and earth.

Where is the blood-killing battlefield in memory, it is clearly a vast, graceful, and fairy-like world!

The flowers and plants were all condensed with sparkling aura. Although they were not spirit materials and medicines, they were completely different from the plants and trees that were reprimanded. They could be called "spirits".

Lin Xun breathed, his mouth and nose were full of fresh, rich and lively aura, and he felt relaxed and happy.

"In more than ten years, everything has changed..."

"The aura here is rich and pure, and it is no less than the top nine realms in the top realm!"

"No! The spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth, as well as a trace of divine power, is of great benefit to the cultivation of the strong in the long-lived realm."

"If you practice here for one day, it will be worth a month's worth of work from the outside world!"

After a long time, Lin Xuncai gradually calmed down from the shock and began to meditate on this completely different battlefield of blood killing.

The higher the cultivation realm, the more demanding the demand for resources.

A fish can swim happily in a mud pond, but when the fish transforms into a giant dragon, how can a small mud pond carry it?

When he was young, Lin Xun practiced in the empire, just like a fish growing up in a mud pond.

Today, he is the supreme king of the Eight Tribulations Realm of Longevity. If he is still cultivating in the empire, it is impossible for him to set foot in the supreme sacred realm in his entire life.

The reason is very simple, the cultivation resources in the empire are far from being able to meet his needs, and there is still a lack of great opportunities for cultivation!

Even if the earth changes like today, making the empire different, but if he wants to seek the method of sanctification, he can only come to this blood-killing battlefield.

"No wonder the Great Emperor once said that this lower realm also has an opportunity to become holy. With the drastic changes in the world, this blood-killing battlefield is completely different..."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and completely accepted the reality in front of him.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Lin Xun's figure disappeared.

Two hours later.

On the bank of a mighty river, Lin Xun's figure floated down, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The battlefield of killing blood has changed completely. According to his memory, he thought that he would soon be able to find the entrance to the Mulberry Forest.

But he never thought that the world here is completely different from what he remembered, and it has become many times bigger!

"The opposite direction of the setting sun, the place where the rising sun rises, is the camp of our empire"

This is a sentence from the animal skin manual given to Lin Xun by Zhao Tailai when he first entered the battlefield of blood killing.

It's just that in the bloody battlefield at this time, is there still an empire's camp?

Lin Xun thought for a moment, looked at the sky, identified the direction, and planned to set off again.

Um?

But at this moment, his eyes narrowed, and in the sense of consciousness, there was an extremely pure and amazing spiritual aura at the bottom of this big river.

With a flicker of his figure, he has entered the bottom of the river.

The river was tumbling, and a fist-sized spar was lying quietly at the bottom of the river, exuding a magnificent and illusory divine luster.

What is this?

Lin Xun raised his hand and grabbed the spar, took the spar in his hand, looked at it a little, and was suddenly surprised that the spar was full of pure and incomparable divine aura, very much like the rumored "divine crystal"!

Divine Primordial Crystal is a treasure that has almost disappeared from the outside world. It is extremely rare and can only be nurtured in the land of the Holy Spirit.

The divine power contained in this thing has an immeasurable role in promoting the cultivation of the cultivator.

Like a saint's cultivation, the ordinary cave and paradise cannot meet his cultivation needs at all, but if he has the divine essence, the problem of cultivation can be easily solved.

It seems that such treasures are useless even if they fall into the hands of cultivators below the king level.

Because the power contained in the divine primordial crystal is too high and huge, ordinary cultivators simply cannot bear and refine it!

In Lin Xun's cognition, this thing cannot be found at all in the huge empire, even in the ancient wilderness, only those ancient Taoist traditions have it.

"In this blood-killing battlefield, divine essence crystals have been condensed..."

Lin Xun secretly said in his heart, "In this way, even for saints, this place can be called a treasured place for cultivation!"

He put away the divine primordial crystal, plucked it out from the bottom of the river, and started to act.

Along the way, under Lin Xun's intentional investigation, he actually collected some divine crystals one after another among the mountains and rivers.

In addition, in some mountains where the spiritual energy is extremely amazing, there are also some rare magical medicines and divine materials, which were all picked up by Lin Xun unceremoniously.

At this time, Lin Xun has completely concluded that if it is said that the upper nine realms of the top realm are suitable for the cultivation of kings who are on the path of longevity.

Then this blood-killing battlefield can fully meet the cultivation needs of the existence of the Holy Land! ...

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