Chapter seven hundred and twenty sixth bloody rumors

In the evening, in an area dozens of miles away from Camp No. 7.

Swish!

A gleam of bright light swept out, dragging the dazzling star tail, and slashed on a mountain not far away.

boom!

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

This is not over, I see that the clear and transparent broken blade is constantly flashing, or slashing, slashing, slicing, or stabbing, and the trajectory it draws tore open a shocking crack in the void.

Then, a loud bang was heard.

The mountain, which was several dozen feet high, was cut into neat boulders, and then rolled down.

Swish!

At this time, Broken Blade had already flown back and was suspended in front of Lin Xun's body. It was as bright as jade, clear and transparent, overflowing with holy and clear starlight, without any damage.

Lin Xun stood there, thinking quietly.

The so-called "God Royal" technique is not complicated.

Primordial spirit, self-cultivation, and divine weapon form a mutually reinforcing connection.

And the stronger the power of the primordial spirit, the more delicate and handy it is to control the divine weapon.

In the same way, the power of the divine weapon itself can maximize one's own cultivation and the power of the primordial spirit.

However, it is easy to say, but it is actually quite difficult to cultivate. The inheritance of the "Yuan" word Dao pattern pattern of Broken Blade contains extremely complex mysteries. If you want to master it completely, you must continue to practice.

"On the basis of the current formidable power of Broken Blade, it is more than twice as powerful as before, and with the control of a god, the power has been increased by a large margin. Based on this calculation, it is enough to fight against the great cultivator of the Wheel Formation Realm with ease. It killed..."

"Unlike the Spirit Bow of No Truth, the power consumed by the broken blade is not much. As long as I don't encounter the half-step king, it can make me fight for a long time."

Lin Xun made a comparison in his heart.

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

At the same time, the nearby barren mountains collapsed one after another, producing a deafening bang.

Soon, the cultivators of Camp No. 7 were alarmed and came to watch.

At the beginning, these cultivators were very stunned, because in their impression, Lin Xun's best fighting method was the way of bow and arrow.

And in today's blood-killing battlefield, who doesn't know that Young Master Lin's arrows are like gods and can be called unparalleled?

Therefore, when they saw that what Lin Xun had trained was not the way of arrows, these cultivators were so astonished.

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

Then, when they saw Lin Xun manipulate the broken blade, destroying one barren mountain after another, and razing that area to the ground, these cultivators were stunned, and their mood changed from curiosity to shock.

It is really hard for them to imagine that such a young man in the cave is not only sky-defying in the arrow path, but also other fighting methods are so amazing!

"Could it be that Young Master Lin is the legendary Son of Heaven? He's too strong..."

The hearts of many practitioners swayed.

"If it's against the enemy, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop Young Master Lin's blow."

Yan Feng also came, he stared for a while, his expression became extremely dignified, and his eyes were in a trance.

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

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

Deep in the camp, the eldest Sun Lie's eyes opened and closed, and a terrifying electric light burst out, "A bow and a broken blade are all so powerful, is this kid not accompanied by great luck?"

It was not until night fell that Lin Xun returned to the camp with a tired face.

Just meeting this, his heart is full of joy and satisfaction. The divine means of inheritance of the "No" word Dao pattern can be called mysterious and unpredictable, so that the power of Duanren's display surprised him.

"I have seen Young Master Lin."

"Master Lin, when will we kill Wuman scumbags again? I'd like to follow along and charge into battle with you!"

"Young Master Lin, do you have any free time in the evening, can I have a glass of wine with you?"

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

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

Night fell, and the camp was brightly lit.

However, this night was not destined to be peaceful. Soon, an imperial spy rushed into the camp in the dark and hurried to the room of the general, Sun Lie.

"What? General Xiahou Jie is dead?"

In the room, Changsun Lie's angry voice sounded, and at the same time, with a bang, the papers in front of him turned into shavings of wood.

"What the hell is going on?"

Changsun Lie forcibly endured the shock in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

In the end, after learning everything, Changsun Lie's face was extremely blue and gloomy, and he fell into complete silence without uttering a word.

Early the next morning, the entire Camp No. 7 was shaken. The imperial cultivators were all worried, and the atmosphere seemed solemn and deadly.

Last night, the latest news from the mulberry forest landed like a bolt from the blue, causing the imperial cultivators to fall into shock and panic.

The general of the empire, Xiahou Jie, the king of life and death... is dead!

This is definitely a big event, like a storm, unacceptable.

King, this is the top power in a camp, like a sea-fixing needle, shocking the ten directions, making the enemy dare not attack it rashly.

Now, when a king falls, it is like a corner of the sky has fallen, and it is difficult for anyone to calm down!

"According to the news, a mysterious Taoist palace appeared in the Mulberry Forest, with a great opportunity hidden in the world, attracting many terrifying creatures dormant in the Mulberry Forest to compete, and General Xiahou Jie was killed in this competition."

"It's terrifying. I heard that the murderer was a cyan Flood Dragon who set foot on the Holy Way. He just waved his claws and took the life of General Xiahou Jie!"

"The terrifying creatures who have set foot on the holy way! There is more than one end. I heard that almost all the strong people who approached that mysterious Taoist palace, whether they were cultivators in our empire or strong witches, were robbed there."

"hateful!"

These news could not be concealed at all, and even Lin Xun, who was obsessed with practicing the mysterious law, was alarmed.

Although he had a premonition, when he heard the news of Xiahou Jie's death, his heart was still trembling, and he was silent.

Although Lin Xun had never met Xiahou Jie, when he was in Mulberry Woodland, Xiahou Jie had spoken many times and used his power to bless Lin Xun.

only……

Such a righteous king has fallen...

Lin Xun's mood also became low, and he was very disappointed.

a few days later.

More and more news about the mulberry land came back, causing the cultivators of the empire to fall into a state of mourning, and the atmosphere was depressing and deadly.

"Near the Mysterious Dao Palace, the terrifying creatures who set foot on the Holy Dao set off a world-shattering confrontation, blowing up the area, but all the strong people who approached were affected and died on the spot!"

...

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

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"The door of the Mysterious Dao Palace has opened! The great opportunity is upon us, and those terrifying creatures who have set foot on the Holy Dao have also gone completely crazy. In order to compete for the opportunity, the area has been completely turned into a bloody purgatory!"

...

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

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"This time, not only our empire, but the Wuman clan, King Jinpo of the Jinman lineage was also robbed and killed by a black Teng tree that set foot on the Holy Way!

"Besides, King Lei Xiao of Leiman's lineage and King Yan Qiong of Huoman's lineage have all suffered heavy losses. They were lucky enough to save their lives. Now they have withdrawn to Wuman's camp. It is said that there is no ability to fight again in a short period of time! "

"As for the number of deaths of other Wuman powerhouses, it is also impossible to count."

...

Lin Xun is practicing martial arts every day.

However, he has also heard the news that came back these days, and apart from sighing and disappointment, he couldn't help at all.

"What exactly is hidden in that mysterious Taoist palace, why does it make those terrifying creatures who set foot on the Holy Tao compete like crazy?"

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

Unfortunately, he couldn't guess. For him, the road to the Holy Path seemed too far away, and he couldn't imagine what the chance was to make those terrifying creatures go crazy.

In order to excrete the depression 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 forest are destined not to be content with loneliness. In other words, the reason why they dormant is to wait for a real great world to come!"

Lin Xun had a hunch that in the future, the road to the Great Dao Confrontation was destined to become more cruel and fierce than before.

At this time, only by taking all the time and opportunities to improve our strength, maybe we can have the qualifications to stand on the ground when this great world comes!

"Revolving Wheel Realm, Life and Death Realm, Nine Tribulations of Longevity... I still have a long way to go from the road to the Holy Path, but the time is a little tight. After returning from the blood-killing battlefield this time, I will go to Nagu no matter what. In the wasteland!"

"Only there can you find more ways to become stronger and get more news about the Great World War!"

Lin Xun secretly made a decision.

This turmoil about Mulberry Woodland lasted for half a month before it returned to calm.

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

Today, the Sang Woodland has become a forbidden place for people to talk about, and no one dares to approach the past.

In this half-month period, Lin Xun had already thoroughly comprehended the Royal Mystery Law and was thoroughly familiar with it. The only thing missing was perhaps the actual combat tempering.

That night, Lin Xun finally relaxed and planned to gather friends like Lu Wenting, Lao Huang, Hu Tong, and Yan Feng for a gathering.

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

"After the boss went out on a mission three days ago, there has been no news until now..." Abi's voice was low and her brows were filled with unbearable sadness and haze.

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