Suddenly, an invisible crack appeared next to a huge yellow planet.
The crack was not big, only as tall as a person, but unlike other cracks in the void, as soon as this crack appeared, it began to rapidly spew out a large amount of gray air.
As soon as these gray airflows flew out, they encountered a floating meteorite.
The gray-black meteorite rolled a few times, flew into the gray airflow, and never flew out again.
The air flow is like a gray-white waterfall, continuously pouring out from the cracks.
Everything it touches seems to be swallowed up without leaving any trace.
Bah!
Soon, another hole suddenly opened in the nearby void, and a large amount of gray air flowed out.
Gradually, cracks opened one after another.
In the blink of an eye, dozens, hundreds, or thousands of cracks quickly opened.
Like countless big mouths vomiting gray flesh.
A group of wandering void demon spirits were wrapped up in a ball and happened to fly by. Seeing the gray air flow from a distance, these group of void demon spirits were frightened and ran away in panic in the direction from which they came.
But it's too late.
The gray air surged up suddenly, and in a blink of an eye they formed into one, like a big net, covering all the escaping void demon spirits in one fell swoop.
It was silent, and the demon spirit that entered made no more movement.
The countless gray-white air currents became more and more numerous, flowing more and more rapidly, and began to sweep everything around them into it, spreading in all directions.
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Bihu Mountain General Sect.
Between the green mountains and clear waters, a light red beam suddenly fell down, and a handsome man in white robe walked out of it.
It was Lin Xin who had just returned from Baijiuxing.
Unlike Jiuse Shenjun, he completely ignored unnecessary pomp and circumstance, but felt that it was slowing down his speed.
Neither the Skitarii nor the guards from the Nether Realm can keep up with the speed of his movement alone.
Perhaps it was a habit he had developed due to the pressure from You Mansion in the past, but Lin Xin has always focused on efficiency rather than advocating for ostentation.
As soon as it landed, two white-armored guards walked out from between the giant trees in front.
"It turns out that Lord Sun-Photographer has arrived."
The two of them knelt down respectfully towards Lin Xin.
They are the powerful aliens from various worlds conquered by the General Sect. Many of these powerful aliens cannot break through due to congenital defects, and their highest level of cultivation can only wait until human immortals, so they can only do gatekeeping work.
"Are the sect leader and several deputy ministers here?" Lin Xin asked casually.
"The sect master just returned to the mountain gate yesterday. It seems that he was out preparing materials for the big formation." A human immortal guard replied respectfully.
"Let me know and I will go find him immediately."
Lin Xin ordered.
"yes."
As one of the Supreme Sect Heavenly Lords and a great saint, no one dares to neglect him in the slightest.
The two guards quickly took out their jade talismans to communicate.
After a while, the giant trees in front slowly moved away from their formation without leaving a trace, revealing a wide and winding mountain road that led directly to Sanyu Mountain in the sect.
Sanyu Mountain is where the Heavenly Lord of the Universe usually stays.
Lin Xin took a big step and disappeared in the blink of an eye, only to reappear thousands of meters away.
Moving forward in such a flashing speed, we passed through a tattered and simple stone steps and walked onto the small round arch bridge.
Lin Xin happened to see two familiar people coming from the other side of the bridge.
Feng Panjun and Weining walked side by side towards the small bridge. Apparently they had just come out from Huanyu Tianzun. At this time, they bumped into Lin Xin head-on, and both of them looked slightly moved.
"Sun-Photographer God Lord!"
The two reacted differently.
Mr. Fengpan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of burning fighting spirit on his body.
Wei Ning's face was calm, but his hand had grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist at some point, giving people an extremely alert look, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Only people like him who have actually fought in the central battle zone of the Void Battlefield will understand the terrifying power of the Sun-Photographing Lord and the Nine-Colored Lord.
The Central War Zone is different from other war zones. Nine out of ten powerful people on the blood list are there to suppress the war. If they perform slightly outstandingly, the tyrannical King of Spiritual Shura will snipe and attack. Those who can survive without being damaged are all extremely strong.
Overlord!
No exceptions!
If Wei Ning hadn't suddenly realized the sword art and Yuan Yi was with him to cooperate, he might not have been able to come back alive this time.
Killing hundreds of millions of demon spirits in a row sounds extremely powerful, but for the level of the Sun-Photographing God and the Nine-Colored God.
Although they are both great saints, they may be able to kill tens of millions of demon spirits with just one sword.
The gap between them is like heaven and earth.
"It turns out to be the Great Sage Weining, and the Great Sage Feng Panjun is in person." Lin Xin looked gentle. Feng Panjun is the future star of the Feng family.
Feng Huai from the Feng family helped him a lot in the beginning, but was later sent to the distant star field to participate in the war. Now he doesn't know what the situation is.
"I wonder how Brother Fenghuai is doing now?"
He thought about it and asked casually.
Feng Huai's biological daughter is still there in Youjie, and she has already practiced Qing Yuan Jue and reached the realm of Yuanying.
When Fengpanjun heard this, he was slightly choked and then fell silent.
"During the final retreat, Brother Huai was swept away by King Ling Shura because he was cut off from the rear."
Lin Xin's heart suddenly shook.
The originally gentle face suddenly turned cold.
"How is Sleeveless doing now?"
Fengpanjun asked in a low voice.
He was asking about Feng Huai's own daughter, Feng Wuxiu, who had been sent to the Netherworld.
"She's okay. Who killed Brother Feng Huai?"
Lin Xin asked calmly.
"King Yuan Xing Shura." Feng Panjun shook his head, "In the last war, because he teamed up with the other two spiritual Shura kings to besiege the acting sect leader, he was personally killed by Huanyu Tianzun, and even the stars were blown up from the star field.
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Even the enemy died.
Lin Xin suddenly recalled every move he had made with Feng Huai, and suddenly felt a little disappointed.
He originally wanted to avenge Feng Huai, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even have this opportunity.
"If I have time, I will go to the Nether Realm to visit the Lord God in person. I have important matters to attend to, so I will leave first." Fengpanjun completely lost his will to fight for a while, and left with Wei Ning without any interest.
"random."
Lin Xin nodded.
Unlike the Feng family, the relationship between Weining and Lin Xin is neither good nor bad. They just met a few times in Dragon Snake Raising the Stars and they are not familiar with each other.
When I saw Lin Xin again, I unconsciously compared him with all the great sages I had seen before.
After careful comparison, he felt horrified.
Among all the great sages, Jiuse and Sheri are probably the only two who are truly unfathomable and cannot fathom the bottom of it at all.
He had never seen Fang Prison, and Fozi and the other great sages of Shadow City, Weining, had also seen it, but none of them had the terrifying oppression of Jiuse and Sheri.
Ever since the Taishang Qiankun Spirit-Severing Sword was completed, his spiritual awareness had incredibly increased to an extremely terrifying level.
The perception of powerful enemies has reached the level of getting rid of illusions and returning to the original state.
He is confident. Although he may not be better than other great saints in actual combat, his perception is absolutely number one.
It was precisely because of this that he was frightened by the details of the Sun-Photographing Lord and the Nine-Colored Divine Lord.
The feeling these two people gave him was very close to that of Daozu.
"Gone."
Weining suddenly came to his senses when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
He saw Fengpanjun waiting for him.
"Sorry, I got distracted."
He smiled bitterly.
"What's going on? Is it the Sun-Photographing Lord?"
Fengpanjun frowned and asked.
The two of them walked across the stone bridge and looked back. Lin Sheri was nowhere to be seen.
"Um"
Weining nodded helplessly.
"It is rumored that he defeated one-tenth of the Void Demon Spirits on the Central Star Field battlefield and devoured dozens of the Heavenly Lord incarnations of the Spiritual Shura King in one breath. Even the Xinghai Blacksmith was repelled by him head-on. It was already comparable to
The second most terrifying person on the blood list. In the end, the blood parrot almost arrived, but we didn’t fight him.”
Mr. Fengpan said with a slightly fanatical expression.
"Do you want to fight him?" Weining asked knowingly.
"yes!"
Fengpanjun nodded seriously.
"I advise you not to."
Weining used direct voice transmission and switched to spiritual voice transmission to prevent leakage.
"Why?"
Mr. Fengpan was immediately confused and said.
"We are from the same sect, so it is natural for us to learn from each other."
"I feel that person"
Weining recalled how he felt when he saw Lin Xin before.
"It's dangerous!"
Hearing this, Fengpanjun was slightly startled.
"I think he is very gentle. How could that be?"
“No that’s not gentle”
Weining closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Lin Sheri is the contemporary master of the Supreme Nine Moon Divine Wind Sword. In the entire Bihu Mountain, anyone can be gentle to others, but he alone is not."
Mr. Fengpan was stunned immediately.
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Lin Xin's heart was as still as water, and his eyes were like the deep void, silently staring at the red cave in front of him.
He clearly had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were completely opposite, cold and indifferent.
Joy, anger, and sorrow were all three emotions that he transformed into the core of the sword, absorbing countless emotions from the outside world and condensing them into three supreme and terrifying swords.
The sword of joy, the sword of wrath, the sword of mourning.
The three sword blades respectively represent his understanding, perception, and manipulation of the three emotions in the world.
On the top of the cave are engraved the three characters "nameless cave".
Lying at the door was a strange white monster with the head of a tiger and the body of a deer. It was staring at him with a frightened expression, and it occasionally let out low growls.
After a while, Tianzun Huanyu slowly walked out of the cave.
"It's Lord Sun-Photographer. If there's anything I need you to do in person, why don't you send someone or send a message through the sect's jade talisman?"
"This matter is of great importance and I dare not make any mistakes, so I came here in person." Lin Xin said calmly.
"It's important? What's the matter?"
Huanyu Tianzun said in astonishment.
"Does the sect master know that the great catastrophe has begun?"
The first words Lin Xin spoke caused Huanyu Tianzun's expression to change suddenly.
"Isn't it possible?" Huanyu frowned. "After our calculations, together with the calculations of other Tianzun of the Tianmeng, it was confirmed that it was two days later.
Not long ago, I had a conversation with the minister and determined the precise moment of the great tribulation." (To be continued.)