In the early morning, clouds enveloped the snowy Tianchi.
Naturally, Lin Zhao slowly stood up from the lotus pond. Finally, everything was completed. The twelve Great Wilderness Ancient Swords gifted by Lin Wanhua were also successfully refined. At this time, Lin Zhao's spiritual energy became stronger with every breath.
Full, there is a faint sense of unity between heaven and man, and in the Lingxu, five fairy swords and twelve ancient swords of the wilderness are all hanging, and there are wisps of sword luck flowing around each sword. Now his strength has finally
It is considered complete, with one natal flying sword Mingyue, one flying sword Haoran, plus five immortal swords and twelve ancient swords of the wilderness, it has reached the completion of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivation.
"Congratulations, sir."
On the side, Zhili Liwu smiled slightly and said, "Finally, the Nascent Soul has become great."
"hey-hey……"
Lin Zhao just smiled, looked at Zhizhi, and asked: "Zhizhi, how is your cultivation progress? When will you be able to enter the Twelve Realms?"
"it is ready."
Zhi Zhi smiled slightly and said: "It's just that now I feel that this eleventh realm is not perfect enough, so I just want to wait a little longer."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded. In fact, although Zhi Zhi is an eleventh realm sword cultivator, her target is Lin Wanhua. The reason why she has not broken through the realm is probably because she thinks that her eleventh realm is inferior to Lin Wanhua's original eleventh realm.
, if she cannot break through to the Twelve Realms with a posture that surpasses Lin Wanhua's, then it will be even more difficult for her Twelve Realms to surpass Lin Wanhua's Twelve Realms.
In the snow-covered Tianchi, the people of the Chen Dynasty are very high-spirited and unwilling to admit defeat.
Lin Zhao didn't say anything else. He just sat on a piece of blue rock by the pool and spread the boxing manual given by Long Dongjun on his lap. As a player in the sword path, this Nine Realm sword cultivator no longer has much experience.
There was a lot of room for improvement, so if he wanted to become stronger in the Nine Realms, he had to find another way. Therefore, Lin Zhao decided to pick up the farmer's boxing method and began to re-enter the martial arts in the true sense. After all, the martial artist's physical body was strong and could not escape.
Unexpectedly, once he becomes a warrior, his survivability will also be greatly improved.
After reading the boxing manual for a while, Lin Zhao jumped up and pulled out a boxing pile before landing on the ground.
"Um?"
Zhi Zhi was slightly startled: "Farmer three punches?"
"No, now it's the farmer's nine punches."
Lin Zhao smiled: "Zhi Zhi, I plan to resume martial arts, what do you think?"
"OK."
Zhi Zhi's beautiful eyes shone brightly and she said with a smile: "My lord was a talented young martial artist back then, and now he is a nine-level sword cultivator. If he can regain his martial arts, this will of course be the best outcome."
"That's good."
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and continued to stand up with his fists upright, as serious as the boy from Tianchi Town back then.
…
Muntjac forest, fertile fields on the east side.
A group of players with blood-red IDs stood in the forest. They were all surrounded by a level 131 sword cultivator. It was Ding Chunqiu who led a group of all the villains. But at this moment, all the 20,000 human shells of the villain guild were
The place is already overcrowded, and a large number of players are actually without guilds, but everyone wears a bloody badge on their chest, which is the symbol of becoming a ghost cultivator.
"Boss!"
A level 126 starry sky mage raised his lips slightly and smiled proudly, saying: "Since yesterday when you announced the action of one man serving as a coffin, until just now, our number has suddenly increased from 3,000 to 50,000 brothers, and now there are still many willing
Brothers who have become ghost cultivators are coming one after another. If nothing happens, our total number will exceed one hundred thousand within a week."
"Bullshit!"
The knight riding the red-maned war horse grinned and said: "At this scale, I am afraid that even Xinghe and Canglong can only kneel down. Tsk, tsk, all of us villains have truly come to their rescue. Now we have automatically joined the ghost cultivator.
After receiving Mengong's settings, our strength will become stronger and stronger."
"Of course."
Ding Chunqiu looked complacent and said with a smile: "But we can't get carried away. Su Xinghe's life is desolate. Xianbai and those people are determined to destroy us. If we get carried away, I'm afraid we'll fall into trouble. And we
As there are more and more people, it will become more and more difficult to manage. I still say that we must unite and not disperse. If there is a division of power among us, it will be easy to be divided by others, one by one.
Eat it.”
"right!"
A level 119 swordsman who used to be the leader of a medium-sized guild nodded and said: "The boss is right. The biggest thing for us right now is unity. If we don't unite, we will be defeated by each one."
"of course?"
Someone laughed and said: "Boss Ding Chunqiu is not only our boss, but also the senior brother of our sect. He is the leader of our fifty thousand people. No one can shake him."
Suddenly, many people raised their weapons to show their loyalty.
Ding Chunqiu grinned: "Okay, okay, brothers, we have already considered the sect and the Monkey Forest as our home, so there is nothing more to say. The next step is to strengthen the walls and clear the country."
As he spoke, he pointed to the east side and said: "Here, do you see it? Over there is a camp set up by the Linlu Army of the Northern Three States of the Great Shang Dynasty in the Mengzi Forest. There are about 20,000 troops. Youdao is where the couch is.
How can we allow others to snore and sleep next to us? This old fox Li Chunyang is pointing the finger at us, so don’t blame us for being rude. We will crush this 20,000-person Linlu Army in half an hour. Is there any problem?"
"no problem!"
"Up!"
Ding Chunqiu soared into the air with his flying sword, and laughed loudly: "I have started the mission to attack the Linlu Legion. It is at the top of everyone's sect interface. Everyone takes it, and then we set off. Each person has s
Level rewards, give me some help!"
The next moment, countless evil players rushed out of the Muntjac Forest and headed straight for the Linlu Legion camp in the distance. For a while, although the soldiers of the Linlu Legion were on guard, they could not withstand the crowd of players. Ding Chunqiu, Jiu
Mo Zhi and others waved their hands, and powerful zombies jumped out from behind, charging straight into the human army's defense line. In a blink of an eye, the antler formation, bow and arrow formation, spear formation, etc. set up outside by the Linlu Army were breached.
, and what followed was an overwhelming crushing and massacre.
…
In the afternoon, fifty miles away on the west side of Tongjing Lake.
With iron hooves forming, a group of human monks from the south stepped into the Ye Pheasant Valley. Each of them wore the badge of the Shanhai Division on their chests. They were all members of the Shanhai Division of the Great Shang Dynasty, and they came to the north just to gain recognition.
Landscape, just understand the mountain roots and water transportation of every boundary in the north, and prepare for the future imperial edict to seal the mountains and rivers in the north.
But just when this group of monks began to disperse and take in the entire landscape of the Wild Pheasant Valley, a large number of players suddenly poured out of the forest. It was a large group of ghost cultivator players led by Ding Chunqiu, among whom Ding Chunqiu was the most powerful.
, the sword volleyed in the air, and a fierce sword fell on the shoulder of a monk from the fourth realm of the human race. The moment he hit the ground, two rays of light "chichi" shot out from the Yunjian Lake. The first sword
After all his protective aura was destroyed, the second sword pierced directly through his heart, instantly making this Fourth Realm monk lose his fighting power.
"Bros!"
Ding Chunqiu shouted lowly: "There are no humans or animals left within a thousand miles of the Muntjac Forest. These monks from the Shanhai Division have a state that is suitable for refining corpses. Let's rob them. Whoever kills them will be his!"
"Hahahaha~~~"
A large group of people seemed to be going crazy. Tens of thousands of players rushed out of the jungle and killed all 200 monks from the Shanhai Division of the Great Shang Dynasty. Except for a few middle-level fifth-level monk Yu Feng who escaped, the rest actually
No one was spared.
…
Yanzhou, Lanxi City, inside the mansion of Dazhi Geshuai.
"Peng!"
Li Chunyang landed an angry palm on the table, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "How to explain it now? These young monks from another world became ghost cultivators as if they were possessed by a demon, and even unplugged
Our Linlu Corps has set up a camp near the snowy Tianchi. We have just received another Feiyu letter from the Shanhai Division. More than two hundred Shanhai Division Kanyu monks were attacked in the Yeji Valley. Almost the entire army was wiped out. It was still those ghost cultivators. This
Have these bastards eaten the courage of a bear’s heart and a leopard’s courage?”
"Big Brother!"
Yu Rang cupped his fists and said in a deep voice: "This group of ghost cultivators has been getting bigger day by day in the Muntjac Forest area. According to our spies' reports, this group of ghost cultivators has now become a phenomenon, with more than 50,000 people in total.
Most of them have successfully refined their corpses and become the legendary coffin bearers, who are extremely powerful. In addition, their leader, Tan Xin, the ancestor of the coffin bearers lineage, has successfully broken through the realm and is now among the eleventh realm.
He even refined a twelve-level wandering corpse. The strength of this wandering corpse is extremely terrifying. It is said that... it is comparable to most of the rebirth-level warriors!"
"What's the meaning?"
Li Chunyang frowned and said, "Does Deputy Commander Yu mean to tell me that I need to be patient?"
"My subordinates have absolutely no intention of doing this!"
Yu Rang hurriedly clasped his fists and leaned over, his voice trembling slightly: "My subordinates just feel that... what the Linlu Legion is good at is killing on the battlefield. As for fighting on the mountain, this is what Shanhaisi and Xiuyixuan are good at. This matter
It is better to leave it to the Jinan Palace. If they need to cooperate, we will send troops to cooperate. If not, I will just wait and see what happens."
"snort!"
Li Chunyang's eyes were cold: "Click to select one hundred thousand forest deer cavalry and join me in the expedition soon!"
"Yes, Da Zhi Ge!"
…
At dusk, the sun sets in the west.
A group of players whose level and combat effectiveness are considered to be the top of the national server came to Beishan in the snow-covered Tianchi. They were Su Xinghe, Icang Liang, Xian Bai, Qingfeng Shumeijian, and Yan Yuhan. These five alliance leader players were in Beishan.
On the edge of the cliff, two beauties, Shen Xingchen and Leng Yan, were sitting there, their legs swaying. Next to them was Lin Zhao, who was standing on a fist stake and warming up his fist.
"how?"
Lin Zhao was surprised and looked at a group of players who suddenly appeared.
Ishi Cangliang frowned and said: "Lin Zhao and Ding Chunqiu are making trouble in the south. Many players in the national server have suffered big losses at their hands. If our guilds don't stand up, I'm afraid we will become Huaxia
He has become the laughingstock of the district. So many guilds share the same hatred, but they still can’t extinguish Ding Chunqiu’s arrogance. This won’t work.”
Shen Xingchen turned around and took a look and said, "So, are we joining forces to go south?"
"Yes."
Su Xinghe nodded, his expression a little dazed, until he saw the emblem of the Crimson Moon Knights floating on Shen Xingchen's shoulder, that dazed feeling turned into sadness in an instant.
