Lin Feng's God of War clone landed in the ruins-like building, frowning slightly, carefully sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy here. The chapter is updated the fastest
In the void battlefield, there were turbulence and space storms everywhere, and all the spiritual energy was turned into chaos.
Lin Feng needed to observe carefully, and just now he vaguely sensed Wang Lin's magical aura here.
"This feeling is not simply the breath of magic power." Lin Feng's eyes flashed with worry: "In addition to magic power, there is also physical energy and blood..."
Wang Lin is a pure magic cultivator, with sharp spells, but his physical body is relatively fragile. Even due to the influence of the magic power of the underworld, his physical strength is not only incomparable to his fellow sects, but also weaker than monks from other sects.
Some.
Therefore, the aura that remains after he fights with others cannot be like some martial arts monks whose physical bodies are overflowing with energy and blood.
There is only one possibility that Wang Lin's blood is left here, that is, he was injured, physically injured, and the injury was serious.
Wang Lin himself is the most aware of his own weaknesses, so he has always paid attention to protecting his body, but now he was injured, which fully illustrates the danger of the original battle.
Lin Feng kept his natal lamp there. There was a time when the lamp became extremely weak, as if it might go out at any time.
After a long period of time, the lights became bright again, indicating that he had overcome a near-death difficulty.
Xiao Yan, Zhu Yi, Wang Lin, and Shi Tianhao have basically the same strength in the same small realm. Due to the differences in fighting styles and magical powers, actual combat may fluctuate a bit, but overall they are on the same level.
superior.
Through Xiao Yan, Shi Tianhao and the others, they can be sure that against most other monks, in the early stage of the Golden Core, they can compete with the ancestors in the early stage of the Yuanying stage with the help of the Nascent Soul stage magic weapon.
In the middle stage of Jindan, they can barely win against the middle stage of Nascent Soul. If the opponent does not run away and the two sides fight to the death, Xiao Yan and others can kill the opponent at the cost of serious injuries to themselves.
But when they reach the late stage of Jindan, they can easily defeat most of the powerful people in the late stage of Nascent Soul in single combat, completely ignoring the powerful power of the laws of heaven and earth.
But now the problem arises. After Wang Lin fell into the void battlefield, Lin Feng once checked his residence with his own spiritual consciousness. It can be judged from the remaining mana breath that Wang Lin at that time had already possessed the ability to cross the Yin Fire through hidden cultivation.
Tribulation. Hope of promotion to the middle stage of Jindan.
The flow rate of time in the void battlefield is chaotic and complex, and the flow rate of time is also different in different spatial regions.
Wang Lin has probably stayed in a space that accelerated the flow of time, which provided him with more ample time to practice.
Lin Feng now looked at the mana aura in the ruins. As expected, Wang Lin's cultivation had improved to a higher level, and he had successfully advanced to the middle stage of Jindan, reaching the realm of reaching the sky.
But his opponent is a monk who has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul and has formed the Dharma of Heaven and Earth.
Lin Feng felt the changes in the remaining mana here. He already made a judgment in his heart: "It's the bastard who caused Xiao Linzi to fall into the void battlefield before."
Although by observing the natal lights, Lin Feng knew that Wang Lin was out of danger at this moment, the void battlefield was a dangerous place for Nascent Soul monks. In addition to the original enemies, Wang Lin might also encounter other dangers, or other dangers.
The strong man in the void battlefield.
"This ruins seems to be hiding something..." Lin Feng's heart moved slightly. He stepped lightly on the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked. The entire ruins were almost completely shattered.
Stimulated by Lin Feng's power, the originally silent ruins suddenly flashed with red light.
This red light is extremely ferocious. It is full of multiple power concepts such as disaster, uncertainty, pain, and malice.
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not move very much. He stretched out his hands and made a great grab with all the heavens. The power of the space barrier immediately pinched the red light, preventing it from continuing to cause chaos.
In the red light, a huge human figure vaguely emerged from it, and an endless aura of terror and disaster emanated from his body.
It was a burly man dozens of feet tall. The lines all over his body were extremely perfect, without a single flaw.
The facial features, which are as sharp as a knife and an axe, are also extremely perfect, but his face is calm, without any emotional fluctuations, and his eyes are open, just like the primitive chaos at the beginning of the universe.
This figure's whole body is filled with a ferocious and violent aura of destruction, like a natural disaster, making everyone who sees him feel extremely shocked and horrified.
There was a look of surprise on Lin Feng's face at this time: "This is a monk who has achieved the realm of the soul. It is the residual mana aura left after the body of the returned to the void is broken, and it is also the condensed Taoism of a demonic monk?"
"Well, it's quite a sophisticated magic method. It's hard to see such a method in today's vast land of China."
Lin Feng looked up and down at the tall figure in the red light with great interest, feeling the ferocious power of magic and Taoism in it.
After achieving the realm of Yuanshen, Lin Feng's strength has surpassed that of the God of War clone, but even so, the God of War clone is not afraid of ordinary second-level Yuanshen monks in a duel, let alone the remaining mana manifested now.
Already.
After unceremoniously suppressing the portrait, Lin Feng speculated on the secrets of the Taoism and compared it with the system data, and gradually got a clue in his mind: "It's rare, it's rare, it's actually the Taoism inheritance of the original demon sect?"
Thousands of years ago, in the vast land of China, the world of human cultivation was mixed with good and evil. There used to be many demonic sects that astonished an era.
The most powerful demonic sect among them is the original demonic sect, which is the leader of the demonic sect in the heavens and dominates the entire Tianyuan world.
At its peak, even the Shushan Sword Sect and the Great Leiyin Temple had to be treated with caution. They were the rare super sects in the history of human cultivation that dared to challenge Taixu Guan.
The red light figure that Lin Feng was suppressing at the moment was a former elder of the primitive demon sect. He practiced the classic "Abi Sutra" successfully. After he was promoted to Yuanshen, he also cultivated his own virtual body.
It's just that the battlefield in the void is so ferocious that even the Yuan Shen monks can't be safe. This demon sect elder also suffered a disaster. His life and death are unknown, but his return to the void body is broken, and at least he has fallen from the second level of Yuan Shen back to the first level of Yuan Shen.
His broken void-returning magic body and magic power did not completely dissipate under the turbulence of the void battlefield, but instead condensed here.
If there is no one to take care of it, then this figure continues to grow, and maybe one day it will give birth to spiritual consciousness, turn into a clone of the demon sect elder, and see the light of day again.
Lin Feng suppressed the figure and thought in his mind: "Although the Abi Sutra is not the supreme secret of the original demonic religion, it is not inferior to the single Buddhist dharma in the Five Directions Tathagata Sutra of the Great Leiyin Temple. It has infinite mysteries."
"In the realm below the Yuan Shen, if you successfully practice the Abi Sutra, you can obtain the Abi immortal body. Although it is not really immortal, it is the physical body that is re-refined with the Abi demonic energy. It can gather and disperse impermanently and is not afraid of damage. The life span is endless and the physical body is indestructible.
."
"In ancient times, the disciples of the primitive demon sect who had cultivated Ah Bi's immortality were particularly ferocious in their battles with others. The monks under the soul had very strong fighting power because of this magical power." Lin Feng looked into the void: "I just don't know Xiao Linzi.
What's going on now? For someone with such a good fortune, discovering the inheritance of Taoism here should be as easy as drinking water and eating."
The only concern is that Wang Lin's path to becoming the emperor will not change.
The portrait was subdued, and the ruins had no value. Lin Feng flew up with the God of War clone and plunged into the void turbulence again.
"Apart from Xiao Linzi, Tianhao's parents and family are even more worrying."
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On the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, at the junction with the Great Qin Dynasty, a large army was stationed. The army was majestic and murderous.
The person in charge of this army was the first person in the young army of the Zhou Dynasty, Marquis Jing Huan.
In front of the commander's tent, a large black flag was erected. It was fluttering in the wind. When every sergeant in the military camp saw this big flag, their eyes flashed with fanaticism.
In the big tent, Marquis Jing Huan stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at a map in the corner. There were several people standing behind him.
The first two people, a strong man covered in armor and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, both had a majestic aura and powerful mana. They were two powerful men in the late Nascent Soul stage under Marquis Jinghuan.
The middle-aged man in white robe said in a deep voice: "Master Marquis, in these troubled times, you are entering the void battlefield at this moment. If the world changes, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back in time."
Marquis Jing Huan shook his head: "It doesn't matter. It is much easier for me to enter and leave the Void Battlefield than ordinary people. Although I cannot do it completely independently, it is not difficult."
"In the Void Battlefield, there are many treasures waiting for me to grab them. It is precisely because this is an eventful time that we must prepare for a rainy day."
He smiled: "What's more, there is a little beauty that I have always admired who is going to the Void Battlefield. She finally left the protection of the family power. I will naturally seize such a rare opportunity."
The armored man said: "Commander, I will go in with you."
Marquis Jinghuan waved his hand: "You stay and guard the military camp for me, and the God-Slaying Puppet is left to you. If anything happens, you can do it easily."
He turned to look at the middle-aged man in white robe: "This time, please Mr. Bai come with me."
The armored man and the middle-aged man in white robe both nodded and said, "I obey the Lord Marquis's instructions."
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In the desolate and ancient Zhongqian World, at the end of the plain, a majestic city stands. On the center line of the majestic city is a palace. Although it is not magnificent, it is majestic, powerful and heavy, and has an ancient style that is not common nowadays.
There is naturally a majestic atmosphere coming from all directions, just like a royal palace.
Located in the wilderness, the emperor's atmosphere seems a bit dilapidated and decayed, but if you look closely, you will find that in the desolation, there is a powerful momentum like nirvana that is brewing, and the return of the emperor will be staged.
In a palace, a girl wearing a light green skirt and robe stood tall and slim, with a purple belt lightly tied around her small waist, which outlined her waist in an extremely alluring way.
Three thousand supple green hairs hang down along the fragrant shoulders, and then stop spreading until they reach the waist of the willow. The slender figure is spotless, just like the green lotus blooming in the world of mortals, refined and uniquely aura.
In front of her, there was a man kneeling on one knee, with a respectful expression, and he was narrating quietly: "... After that, the master of Xuanmen forced back Taoist Xuanlin of Taixu Temple, and then left. Young Master Xiao Yan followed.
He left together."
A smile bloomed on the girl's face: "Brother Xiao Yan, you are already famous all over the world!"
The man in front of her looked at the girl, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master Xiao Yan's strength has been recognized by everyone. In this case, you...do you want to enter the void battlefield?"
The girl said softly: "Of course I want to go. Brother Xiao Yan has become stronger, and I want to go even more. If I stand still, how can I accompany him forever?" (To be continued...)