On Piaomiao Peak, Lin Huang was stunned for a moment.
The words of the man in black robe were like thunder in Lin Huang's ears. He never thought that the deal mentioned by the man in black robe was related to this news.
The person who destroyed Lin Cangxue's martial spirit, Lin Huang wanted to find out in his dreams.
The Anbu of the Shenjiang Mansion had been spying on him for three years, but they still couldn't find him.
This man in black robe actually knew.
Whether it's true or false, he must know something.
"Who is that person?"
Lin Huang asked, and the puppets in front also stopped and returned to Lin Huang.
"Why, isn't there no deal between us?" The man in black smiled slyly, straightened his messy robes, and stared down at Lin Huang.
"I've never been threatened!"
Lin Huang's brows were filled with anger, and he stared at the man in black robes. The voice coming out from between his teeth was particularly bone-chilling, "My master once said that if we can't find that person, we will kill the warriors who are above the Tianyuan realm of the Eastern Spirit Realm."
Kill them all, but there will always be one person who will not go wrong!"
"you……"
The smile on the man in black's face froze for no reason, and he felt a chill in his heart. Then he smiled dumbly, thinking about Lin Huang's arrogance.
"He really doesn't know the heights of the sky..."
Before the man in black finished speaking, he felt the breath coming out of Miao Miao Peak getting closer and closer. The man in black's face condensed slightly, and then his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a low voice,
Surrounded by Lin Huang’s ears:
"I hope that next time I come to you, you will hand over the Ancient Scrolls of Mountains and Rivers with both hands. This is an extremely fair deal."
Lin Huang looked thoughtfully at the direction the man in black was leaving, and frowned.
Then he hurriedly left Piaomiao Peak.
And that Song Chaoyang, I don't know whether he is dead or alive.
During the process of returning to Tianpu Cliff, Lin Huang's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out what kind of secret was hidden in it.
The feeling when the man in black robe looked at him was exactly the same as when he was stared at by the Eyes of the Blood Crow.
In the beginning, Jia Wanjin, the Marquis of Wu, kept falling into decline in order to seal the blood crow in his body, and his strength became worse day by day.
He actually knew who created Lin Cangxue's martial spirit.
He also needs the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.
What is the relationship between Eyes of the Blood Crow and Ancient Scrolls of Mountains and Rivers?
…
Now, all Lin Huang can analyze is that there must be a connection between Lin Cangxue and Blood Crow. Could she be targeted by the Eye of Blood Crow?
Or is it possible that the destruction of Lin Cangxue's martial soul is related to the Eye of the Blood Crow?
Thinking of this, Lin Huang's eyes became even more fierce. How could Lin Cangxue deal with the Blood Crow, who Jia Wanjin had no martial arts to contend with?
"Perhaps, when we meet next time, this secret will not be so mysterious!"
Under the waterfall cliff, Lin Huang murmured, with a cold smile flashing in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to the next appearance of the man in black robe.
As long as he shows up, he will have a chance to figure out all these things.
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Under the waterfall cliff!
When Lu Han saw Lin Huang again, his expression changed. He found that Lin Huang was possessed by a demon and was practicing crazily under the waterfall while holding up a giant sword.
I was crazy before, but not this crazy.
In the past, Lin Huang would take a break every time he practiced for an hour. But now, Lu Han has been watching Lin Huang swing his sword for four full hours without any rest in between.
He could see Lin Huang's fatigue, and he could also see the ferocious wolf-like look in Lin Huang's eyes.
Lin Huang was practicing his sword before, but now after Lu Han stared at Lin Huang for half an hour, he discovered that Lin Huang was not practicing his sword, but cutting water.
Cut the current!
A cultivation method that I can’t even imagine.
Lu Han was rarely in the mood to cook a meal. He thought that Lin Huang had been practicing for so long and wanted to give him some. However, he received two cold words from Lin Huang, "I'm not hungry!"
Lu Han remembered that Lin Huang had been practicing under the waterfall that day, and after he passed out from exhaustion in the waterfall, he fished Lin Huang out of the underground river and sent him back to his room.
But less than three hours later, Lin Huang carried the giant sword to the foot of the waterfall again. Lu Han's eyelids jumped when he saw it, "This guy behaved like this after he left Tianpo Cliff and came back. What kind of stimulation did he receive?".
Lu Han really guessed it right. Lin Huang was indeed stimulated, stimulated by Yun Feifei, stimulated by the man in black robe, stimulated by Lin Cangxue, and stimulated by everyone.
During the battle in the Snowy Land, Jun Qingcheng did not hesitate to face thousands of warriors alone in order to save him.
In order to avenge herself, Lin Cangxue broke into the East Palace alone, but her martial soul was broken.
In the heavy rain alley, Shen Diexin almost burned her martial spirit to save him, trying to fight for her own life.
Yun Feifei's trickery took away her sister Lin Cangxue's cultivation, but she didn't even know who her enemy was.
Now he is also involved in the mysterious Blood Crow incident.
Jun Qingcheng has not been found yet.
Lin Cangxue's martial spirit has not reached nirvana yet.
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Lin Huang had too many things to do, and all of them required strong strength, so strong that others could not contend with it. And Lin Huang didn't have much time.
He couldn't let Lin Cangxue wait for the resurrection of the martial spirit.
He wants to uncover the secrets of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers and find the enemy who shattered the Xuan Shuang Blue Phoenix Bird.
He still wants to find Jun Qingcheng.
All of these require strong strength, and now Lin Huang's realm has obviously fallen behind. What can a mere Earth Element realm do, everything requires formation.
But the array puppet can only be used a few times.
Besides, Lin Huang also has his own anger. He doesn't want to be hugged by a woman every time, and he doesn't want to use the formation puppet every time.
He wants to be with Jun Qingcheng. He is the disciple of Tu Xiao Yishan from Yangjian. He is the younger brother of Lin Cangxue, the legend of Dongling. He is also the son of Lin Changtian who once single-handedly suppressed all the strong men in Dongling.
He cannot be ordinary!
He does not allow himself to be ordinary!
So Lin Huang went crazy, and Lin Huang became a completely different person. In his eyes, becoming stronger is the greatest truth.
Only one slash after another can break through the limits of the body, break through the shackles of the meridians, and quickly become stronger!
Now that he is resting for a quarter of an hour, he feels that his life is wasted.
On the third day after Lin Huang entered this crazy state, Lu Han also went crazy. What was crazy was that Lin Huang made so much noise that no one was left alive within a ten-foot radius where the giant sword swung.
How does this allow him to practice?
Looking at the sharp sword lights under the waterfall, Lu Han's eyelids twitched suddenly. Every sword swing by Lin Huang gave him a feeling of palpitations deep in his heart.
You must know that Lu Han has the cultivation level of the sixth level of Earth Yuan, and his realm is much higher than that of Lin Huang. But after seeing the sword light swung by Lin Huang, he couldn't help but feel the danger in his heart.
Under the waterfall, Lin Huang was like a tireless iron man, constantly waving the giant sword in his hand, practicing three thousand miles again and again.
Kill Kunlun.
Shoot the Sirius.
It was the three moves that Lin Huang had practiced so well. In Lin Huang's eyes, these three moves were no longer amazing. But after two days of crazy practice...
These three moves have begun to evolve.
Lin Huang finally understood the true meaning of these three moves and practiced them to the ultimate state. The power of these three moves was far greater than before.
The mighty waterfall cascades down, and the splashing water is surrounded by cold mist. It is as majestic and majestic as a white dragon crossing the river.
Under the cliff of the waterfall, which was covered by the rumbling sound, a slightly thin figure waved the giant sword in his hand, cutting through the water again and again, tirelessly.
In the distance, Lu Han was hiding on the edge of the waterfall practicing, puffing out his cheeks and sulking.
This situation has been going on for a month and a half!
Ever since Lin Huang started practicing one-sword slashing, Lu Han had not been close to Lin Huang. Not only was he afraid of the power of the giant sword, but more importantly, the noise made by Lin Huang was too great, making him unable to practice with peace of mind.
Lin Huang in the waterfall, however, remained indifferent and solemn for a long time. He swung the giant sword in his hand again and again. The power of the blade was much stronger than when Lin Huang first started practicing.
For a month and a half now, he has been trying to find the feeling of killing the god of death with one strike.
Now if Lin Huang wanted to, he could practice the Killing God's Strike at any time... But thinking about it carefully, he always felt that the Killing God's Strike in his previous life was missing a bit of charm.
And the key to this charm may be found in Three Thousand Miles, Killing Kunlun, and Shooting the Heavenly Wolf.
Only by grasping this charm, Lin Huang would allow himself to start practicing the Killing God's Strike. Because only such a Killing God's Strike would be perfect.
In addition, there was another thing that surprised Lin Huang.
In this month and a half, as Lin Huang broke through the limit countless times, the King Kong Technique, which he had no longer practiced, reached the ultimate state.
There are thousands of martial arts in the world, most of which were created by warriors. After countless verifications, they reached a perfect state.
It is extremely difficult for latecomers to practice these martial arts and exert perfect power. After all, practitioners are not creators. If they do not understand what the creator wants, it will be difficult to bring the martial arts they create to a perfect level.
Of course, this is not absolute.
There are countless geniuses, ghosts, and wizards in the world. They have an innate sense of martial arts. Through practice, they can sense the warrior's state of mind, or figure out the meaning contained in martial arts, so as to perfectly display the power of martial arts.
This situation is called the ultimate state.
And above the ultimate realm, there is another realm of destruction.
However, cultivating martial arts to the ultimate realm is already too shocking. And if martial arts are cultivated to the realm of destruction, then the power of martial arts will break through the original limit and reach another level.
Only those with extraordinary talents can do this.
As for Lin Huang's ability to cultivate the King Kong Technique to the ultimate level, it was mostly because he practiced at the foot of the Heavenly Waterfall Cliff. After countless hard trainings, he could comprehend the ultimate secret of the King Kong Technique without even realizing it.
Regarding such a harvest, Lin Huang also smiled happily. Originally, the Great Diamond Technique was a bit difficult when facing the Earth Yuan warriors.
The ultimate level of the Great Vajra Technique is enough for him to physically resist the warriors of the second level of Earth Yuan.
It was only seven days ago that Lin Huang broke through the first level of Earth Yuan.
Thinking of this, Lin Huang couldn't help but shake his head, "This time, the power of the body is ahead of the realm again!"
In the next month, Lin Huang continued to practice Three Thousand Miles, killing Kunlun and shooting Sirius.
However, his sword swing speed became slower and slower, and the training time became shorter and shorter. Every time he practiced for less than an hour, he would sit cross-legged under the waterfall and meditate, frowning tightly, just like a little old man.
The power accumulated in the body of the three sword skills made him unable to help but start to integrate the killing god with one strike.
But he still hasn't found that trace of charm.
And what's even more terrifying is that he seems to have lost the direction of integrating the Killing God's Slash. He doesn't know how to perfectly integrate the Killing God's Slash.
He's stuck!
In other words...he fell into the confusion of martial arts for the first time.