Feng Lin remembered that Cen Caixuan said that if you learn those few moves of the Burial Sword Style swordsmanship, you will be able to reach the ninth level.
It seems that this time, she is really ready to work hard.
"Don't worry, she shouldn't be in danger."
Feng Lin couldn't say he knew Cen Caixuan very well.
But he can be sure that Cen Caixuan is a person who cherishes her life very much and will never do anything dangerous.
Under the leadership of Han Xi, they crossed the sea.
That ancient battlefield is in the Western Continent.
However, the ruins are located close to the mid-continent, that is, to the east of the western continent.
Along the way, Feng Lin learned from Hanxi that the Western Continent became more chaotic the further west it went.
In the Western Continent, there are also branches of the Yin Yang Crusaders.
However, the branch reaches up to one-third of the western continent.
Those wanted by the Yin Yang Crusade will be hidden in the far west.
Strength is respected there, and anything crazy can happen.
"Why don't the Yin Yang Crusaders continue to go deeper?"
Feng Lin asked strangely from the side.
"The Western Continent is called a cesspit. You have to understand the meaning. It's best to find a place to bury things like excrement in a concentrated manner. Otherwise, it will just be scattered all over the place."
Han Xi glanced at Feng Lin and explained.
Feng Lin nodded secretly, this is good.
To put it bluntly, that area was the area deliberately left for them by the Yin Yang Crusaders.
As long as those people stay inside and don't appear elsewhere to hinder the development of the Yin Yang Crusade.
They should turn a blind eye.
"When those people are cornered, they will fight back."
Han Xi smiled and said, "The Yin Yang Crusaders branch in the Western Continent is the most dangerous."
"Do you dare to kill those people?"
Feng Lin asked.
"Of course, fighting happens from time to time."
Han Xi paused and continued, "But there are also warlike people in the Yin Yang Crusaders. Many powerful captains with numbers have experienced training here."
"interesting."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "Correspondingly, the Yin Yang Crusaders will make faster progress if they practice here."
While chatting, they had arrived in the middle of the sea, opposite the Western Continent.
Not long after, three men in black robes also appeared on the opposite side.
They suddenly burst out with energy and attacked Feng Lin.
"Did you see that? This kind of thing is normal."
Han Xi's voice was as calm as water, "The only reason to start a fight is to get two things, money and women."
Feng Lin laughed. Of course he knew that the money Han Xi was talking about was the spirit stone.
It seems that no matter where they are, people's greed is always inseparable from these two things.
When they approached Hanxi, Hanxi raised his hand and grabbed them hard.
Wow!
Blue ice froze the heads of the three people.
Then, she lightly snapped her fingers.
Click!
The ice shattered, along with their heads.
Three people died on the spot.
Feng Lin quickly rushed over and took off their three space rings, "Here you go."
Han Xi was not polite and explained: "Here, anyone's space ring may have a treasure. As long as you have time, remember to get it."
"rest assured."
Feng Lin is a good man who cares about his family and never gives up other people's space rings.
Along the way, we met two more groups of people.
However, they were somewhat distant from Feng Lin and others, and did not come to cause trouble.
"By the way, why are you wearing such thick clothes? Isn't it hot?"
Feng Lin had nothing to do, so he asked curiously.
"I'm afraid of the cold, not the heat."
Han Xi said calmly.
Listening to Han Xi's tone, Feng Lin seemed unwilling to say more, and he was too lazy to continue asking.
…
At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.
Feng Lin and Han Xi finally set foot on the land of the Western Continent.
Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, it is deserted.
It's completely different from the feeling in mid-continent. There is only one word for the feeling here: desolate.
Under the leadership of Han Xi, they rushed deeper.
After driving for nearly half an hour, Feng Lin finally felt many auras.
"just in front."
Han Xi pointed to a wasteland in the distance.
There are big holes everywhere and only weeds remain on the ground.
There isn't even a complete tree here.
Finally, the two of them appeared in front of a huge pothole.
There were many people around, gathering together in twos and threes to chat.
"Hey! Do you have any fire-attribute spiritual stones? Lend me a hundred catties."
A middle-aged man with a scar on his face stood in front of Feng Lin and Han Xi, "I am still one hundred kilograms away from fifty tons of spiritual stones. I want to make up for it."
Han Xi put his hands in the pockets of his coat and looked at Feng Lin without making any move.
Apparently he was prepared to leave this matter to Feng Lin.
"Does fifty tons count as a round number? I might as well give you another fifty tons so that you can get a perfect ninth level."
Feng Lin took off the hat of the black robe.
He has a built-in hatred for people from the Sun Clan, especially those from the Sun Clan.
Since you are here to experience, you should show yourself upright.
What's more, Feng Lin is already at the sixth level, and he doesn't even look down on the ordinary perfect ninth level.
"OK!"
The middle-aged man laughed out loud, "Come! Lend me fifty tons, and I'll keep you safe!"
Everyone else around is looking here.
"Keep me safe? That's at least better than me, right?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Come, let me feel how powerful you are."
"hehe!"
The middle-aged man sneered, suddenly burst out with energy, and grabbed Feng Lin's neck.
brush!
But he missed it.
Just as he was about to turn around, blood mist spurted out of his neck, and his whole head fell down.
This time Feng Lin didn't use divine reflexes, but pure speed.
Han Xi's eyes were full of surprise. Although he didn't want to admit it, this Feng Lin was indeed not simple.
Dacheng 6th level, facing Dacheng 9th level, the key is to absorb about fifty tons of spiritual stones.
Just kill him so cleanly.
This kid does have arrogance.
The other people around him also narrowed their eyes and looked at everything calmly.
It seems to them that they have long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
Feng Lin knelt down, took off the other person's ring, and looked at it.
Then he shook his head and said, "It's so clean, it's less than a pound of spiritual stone."
"As long as it's clean, most people here will choose to absorb it as long as they get the spirit stone."
After Han Xi finished speaking, he jumped into the hole in front.
Feng Lin also followed into the ruins.
Ancient battlefield!
The two of them hovered over the ruins.
Feng Lin looked into the distance. The ruins here could not be seen at all. They should be bigger than the ruins in Tianqi.
You can feel the collision of energy everywhere.
"so big!"
Feng Lin exclaimed.
"The area here is equivalent to one of your provinces in China."
Han Xi opened his coat and took off his hat, revealing his perfect figure outlined by leather jacket and leather pants.
"How to find Cen Caixuan?"
Feng Lin looked at Han Xi and asked.
"I don't know, but we have an old place here."
Han Xi grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder and flew deep into the ruins.
Feng Lin discovered that the buildings here were all similar to pyramids.
But it is much bigger and higher than the pyramid, and it looks like a hill.
Hanxi and Fenglin are located at the top of a pyramid. The area at the top alone is about the same as that of an ordinary small village.
Besides them, there were other people here, many of whom were sitting together to rest.
"This is the old place. Usually when we say we will meet at the old place, we will gather here."
Han Xi looked at Feng Lin, "Can you be alone?"
"Can."
Feng Lin smiled and nodded.
"Well, let's look for her separately and meet here at dawn tomorrow."
After Han Xi finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
Feng Lin felt the vibrations of the battle around him, smiled, and felt his blood boiling.
"Fuck! Brother, it's you!"
Just as Feng Lin was about to leave, a man's voice appeared in the distance.