Baili Yuntian said: "Yes, it's a pity that Bi Linju not only has the bloodline of a divine beast, but his cultivation level has also reached the eighth level of sainthood!"
"Although Liu Bixiao and Zhang Ziqian, the two new-generation masters from the Zhongzhou Holy Land, took action, they were unable to resist even ten moves from Bi Linjuye. They were seriously injured on the spot and retreated in panic."
"Tianhui Xuanzi then took action, but Bi Linquye was hit with a single blow, and most of his bones were shattered. He was killed on the spot!"
"Among the many new generation masters, only Ouyang Mingyu, the son of the Radiant God, can compete with the new generation strongman Bi Linjuye from the spirit demon clan, but he has never gained the slightest advantage."
Li Dao sighed: "Nowadays, except for the Radiant Son of God, the new generation of masters in our human race are either dead or injured. There are also some people who dare not take action at all. The morale of all human cultivators has fallen into an unprecedented low!"
"If the spirit demon tribe can really break through the quasi-god formation, I'm afraid based on the morale of human cultivators today, our chances of winning this battle will be very slim..."
An Yinhe said: "This is not necessarily the case! As long as the young prince takes action, no matter what the new generation of masters of the spirit demon tribe are, they will definitely be unable to match the magical abilities of the young prince. By then, the morale of our human cultivators will be restored!"
An Yinhe has full confidence in Han Jiulin. In her mind, Han Jiulin symbolizes victory and invincibility!
Han Jiulin said: "Yin He, you are too flattering to me. Since the new generation master of the spirit demon tribe in front of me is a powerful enemy that even Ouyang Mingyu, the son of Radiant God, cannot defeat, even if I take action, I may not be able to win."
As soon as Han Jiulin finished speaking, he was pulled into the inner room by Li Dao. Then the old boy squeezed out a wretched smile and said to the rest of the people present:
"Everyone, please go back to your respective residences first. Brother Han and I have an extremely important matter to discuss. See you later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Dao immediately closed the door of the inner room, then quickly arranged a magic circle barrier, and then spoke:
"Brother Han, I, Li Dao, have successfully forged the thirty-eight war blades you need. How about it? Is it fast enough?"
Han Jiulin couldn't help but raise his lips when he heard this, and then asked:
"I'll go, I didn't expect you, an old boy, to be able to forge at an incredible speed! When did you forge it?"
Although Han Jiulin knew that it was almost impossible to forge thirty-eight Earth Mysterious Spirit Weapon-level war blades in just half a day.
What's more, Li Dao was running around all the way for half a day, and it's even more incredible to know when he found an opportunity to refine the weapon.
"Tch, why are you making such a fuss? I, Li Dao, am a weapon refiner who has studied the "Shenmen Artifact Manual". Naturally, I am beyond the reach of ordinary weapon refiners."
While Han Jiulin was curious, Li Dao immediately took out the thirty-eight war blades from the storage ring and placed them on the ground in front of Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin was surprised and immediately released his mental induction power to explore the thirty-eight war blades. He found that there was indeed a newborn weapon spirit inside each of the war blades, which meant that they had all reached the first level of earthly mysterious spirit weapons.
!
If he can refine all the thirty-eight primary earth-mysterious spiritual weapons into his body, Han Jiulin can improve his cultivation level again, and even reach the eighth-level saint realm in one fell swoop!
"Brother Han, now that the thirty-eight first-level Earth Mysterious Spirit Weapon-level war blades have been forged, it's time to deliver the reward you promised me, right?"
Since Li Dao's efficiency was so astonishingly fast, Han Jiulin could not lag behind. After putting the thirty-eight war blades into the Qiankun Gourd, he took out a jade stone and entered the nine hundred articles in the "Shenmen Weapon Manual", and then asked:
"Brother Li Dao, since your weapon refining speed is so amazing, I wonder when you will be able to successfully forge the Xuan-level spirit stone war doll?"
Li Dao smiled faintly at Han Jiulin, and then responded immediately:
"Brother Han, although this Xuan-level spiritual stone battle partner is more difficult to refine than those first-level Xuan spiritual weapons, you can rest assured of my speed. I won't keep you waiting for too long!"
After Han Jiulin nodded slightly, he handed the jade in his hand to Li Dao's palm.
After Li Dao left, Han Jiulin arranged a more powerful defensive array on top of the original array in the inner room to prevent anyone from disturbing his retreat.
After several days of seclusion and practice, Han Jiulin integrated the seventh Earth Mysterious Spirit Weapon-level war blade into his body. Although he had reached the critical point of the eighth-level sainthood, he was still unable to break through the final shackles.
Under the current situation, even if you continue to refine the war blade, it will be a waste, and it is absolutely impossible to forcefully break through the shackles and reach the eighth level of sainthood.
So Han Jiulin got up and ended his retreat practice, then transformed into "Li Xiaoyao" and set off to go outside the Tianhui Holy Gate, intending to fight against the rumored powerful new generation of the spirit demon clan.
Higher or lower.
However, midway, Han Jiulin was blocked by a middle-aged man wearing a white-gold Taoist robe.
"This little friend, I see you look angry, you must not be a cultivator in our Radiant Holy Land, right?"
The middle-aged man in front of him not only looked extraordinary, but the aura on his body was also quite powerful. Han Jiulin felt a sense of solemnity as soon as he glanced at him, knowing that this man must be from the Tianhui Holy Land.
Extraordinary strong man.
Although Han Jiulin was under tremendous pressure, he remained calm as usual and immediately said:
"Reporting back to the senior, the junior is the descendant of the Divine Sword Sect, a hermit sect in Beihuan Xuanzhou. This is the first time I have come to the Radiant Holy Land. The senior has never met the junior before, which is reasonable."
The middle-aged cultivator stared at Han Jiulin for a moment, then smiled coldly, and then spoke:
"Actually, you are not a descendant of the Divine Sword Sect at all. There may even be no so-called Divine Sword Sect in this world!"
"Where did you come from, why did you fabricate your identity and infiltrate into our Radiant Holy Land, and why did you want to get close to the Radiant Saint!"
The middle-aged man frowned and exerted an extraordinary force on Han Jiulin, forcing Han Jiulin to immediately restore his original appearance involuntarily.
Although Han Jiulin was surprised that this person had extraordinary cultivation, he did not show any weakness. He stared at the visitor and spoke loudly:
"Senior, although you have advanced cultivation and have suppressed the aging of your appearance with your own spiritual energy, according to my observation, I am afraid that your senior is at least several hundred years old, right?"
"Senior is so young, but he still interferes so much in the private affairs of Her Royal Highness the Radiant Saint. If this news spreads, I'm afraid it will not be good for senior's reputation, right?"