Deep in the Temple of Nothingness, Lin Xiao's whole body was filled with endless sword intent.
The sword intention was extremely mysterious and sharp, as if it had broken some kind of shackles and surpassed the limit. It could easily pierce the sky and shatter the void.
This sword intention is filled with a terrifying charm that transcends everything.
Lin Xiao's eyelids twitched slightly and then slowly opened.
A sharp edge that was as sharp as the edge of a divine sword split the void, and the crack was extremely deep.
"My sword intention..."
After Lin Xiao sensed it carefully, he couldn't help but smile.
Finally... after repeatedly recalling the charm of the sword struck under the pressure of the Holy Mountain, the sword intention broke through the limit of the ninth level and was promoted to a higher level and realm that is both mysterious and mysterious.
This realm...beyond the pseudo-god realm...should belong to the god realm level.
Lin Xiao couldn't help but show a hint of joy.
With this sword intention, even without the divine sword, Lin Xiao's own strength is stronger than the ordinary peak of the Nine Realms.
In other words, he is much more tyrannical than he was before his sword intention breakthrough.
"Twenty years!"
After carefully sensing the passage of time, Lin Xiao couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
I didn't expect that it would take me twenty years to retreat to realize the sword intention. Compared to the years from my birth to now, twenty years undoubtedly accounts for a large proportion.
However, the twenty years of time spent are worth it.
Shenxiao Sword Intention breaks the limit from the ninth level to a higher level, which is equivalent to the level of the divine realm.
The strength also increased greatly from this.
"not enough……"
Lin Xiao recalled the power and pressure of the Holy Mountain, his heart was awe-inspiring, and his face could not help but become solemn.
Even though his current strength is much stronger than before, he is still unable to fight against the Holy Mountain itself of the Holy Temple.
That power was simply too overwhelming.
"Continue to retreat and comprehend the Five Elements Avenue, the Reincarnation Avenue and the Eternal Avenue to the limit of the current realm..."
Lin Xiao exhaled a long breath, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and continued to comprehend.
Immediately, I saw wisps of Dao lines emerging from the center of Lin Xiao's eyebrows, filling the air with the Dao charm of the Five Elements Dao.
…
Everywhere in the ten directions, some remote and hidden places are filled with black aura.
The black aura is full of demonic nature, extremely dark, and continues to spread.
In the depths of that dark atmosphere, altars stood tall.
Mysterious figures in black robes stood around the altar. They formed seals with their hands to create dark runes one after another. The dark runes flew around, gathered together, and turned into a subtle vortex, which continued to drill into the void like a drill.
deep.
After a while, the void seemed to be drilled through.
Wisps of aura filled with darkness and destruction also spread out.
It was thin at first...
However, as time goes by, it gradually becomes more intense.
The vortex hole also remained at the size of a fist, and expanded bit by bit as the dark and destructive aura filled the air. Although the expansion process was not obvious, it was very balanced and stable.
"Finally got through again..."
An elder from the Demon Temple sighed.
The tone was quite pleading, and I felt that it was not easy.
After all, the Demon Temple has been lurking for many years. It was originally planned to implement the plan smoothly after being revealed. Then, the seal of the Demon Ruins was broken by working together, allowing the Demon Ruins to invade the Divine Realm again and completely occupy the Divine Realm.
Unexpectedly, the plan was destroyed just after it was implemented.
The second plan, more cautious, was also ruined.
The person who ruined the plan is still the same.
Now it is the third plan, and it is more than ten times more cautious than the previous two times. The preparation time is also much longer than the second time, and it is more secretive.
Finally succeeded again.
I hope this time can go smoothly and the plan can be fully implemented.
Then Lin Wuming... take a good retreat and don't show up again to cause damage.
The plan was ruined twice in a row, resulting in heavy losses. Lin Wuming and the people of the Demon Temple hated Lin Wuming very much. They wanted to peel off his skin, cramps, bones, and scatter him into ashes, but there was a deep feeling in the hatred.
of panic.
It's fine now. This person has gone into seclusion and has not yet come out of seclusion. It is best not to come out of seclusion at all.
When the seal is broken and the Demon Ruin army descends, what will happen even if Lin Wuming comes out of seclusion?
There is only one way to die!
Then we can avenge the two previous plans that were ruined and suffered heavy losses.
In every part of the land in the ten directions, there are holes connected to the demon ruins. They continuously release the dark and destructive aura, eroding everywhere, and at the same time making the holes continue to expand.
The hole is expanding slowly but steadily.
Time keeps passing.
In the vast and desolate land outside the world of Shenyuan, at the end of the land, the dark barrier was impacted again and again. The time interval between each impact became shorter and shorter, and the intensity of each impact became more and more intense.
The major gods in Shenyuan Realm appeared one after another to strengthen the seal of the dark barrier.
But their expressions also became more solemn.
"I can't last much longer..."
"It can only last another fifty or sixty years at most..."
The faces of the gods were extremely solemn.
Fifty or sixty years!
Is this world long?
For ordinary people, it is naturally very long, but for them, it is very short, like a snap of a finger.
For the Demon Ruins and Shenyuan Realm, fifty or sixty years are also very short.
In the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty years will pass.
The demonic ruins are extremely powerful. Back then, Shenyuan Realm suffered heavy losses and had to pay a huge price to repel it and impose a seal.
Today, the power of the Shenyuan Realm is not as strong as it was at its peak. Not to mention fifty or sixty years, even three hundred or three thousand years, it will be difficult to return to the level of its peak.
But now, we can only continue to maintain the seal, and it will last for one more year.
If within these years, one more god-level god can be born in the Shenyuan Realm, it will have even more top-notch combat power.
As time passed, the atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more tense, and there was an indescribable feeling of despair.
Lin Xiao is still in seclusion and has not come out. Therefore, no one is destroying the altar, and no one is destroying the cave connecting the Demon Ruins. Even if someone approaches unexpectedly, they will be killed by the strong Demon Temple guards guarding the altar.
The strength of the strong men in the Demon Temple is extraordinary, and ordinary pseudo-gods are no match for them.
The hole connecting to the Demon Ruins was originally only the size of a fist, but now it has expanded to the size of a washbasin and continues to expand.
Seeing the increasingly larger hole, the powerful men of the Demon Temple laughed one after another.
However, he is also very vigilant and pays attention to Lin Xiao's movements at all times. Once Lin Xiao leaves the border, Bian will get the news as soon as possible and take action immediately.
Everything... is to prevent the plan from being ruined again by Lin Xiao.
Again and again, but not three times.
Half of the plan has been successfully carried out. If it is destroyed again, the loss will be indescribable.
The twentieth year of connecting with the Demon Ruins.
Every hole in the land in the ten directions has expanded to a mile diameter, and the dark and destructive energy spurting out is more than ten times stronger than before.
Immediately, I saw a remote and hidden place in the Shenhuang land. In the hole with a diameter of about 1 meter, a figure seemed to flash. Then, a thick and short leg stepped out, stepping on the Shenhuang land.
On that altar, there was a bang-dong sound, like a drum roaring and the altar shaking.
An arm also came out, and then a head.
Not long after, a figure appeared.
The figure was short, no more than about 1.5 meters tall, but the body was unusually strong, even bloated, as if it was developing horizontally, with a bulging belly.
This figure's arms and legs are like those of a human, but its appearance is ferocious like an uncivilized orc. The skin all over its body is also dark green and looks very tough, like old cowhide.
As soon as this short and extremely short body appeared, its thick and short legs trampled on the ground, the earth shook, and an astonishing power filled the whole body, and the fluctuations of great destructive power swept away like a storm.
A pair of extremely dark eyes stared around, full of cruelty and bloodthirsty.
"What a weak world..." A strange voice came from the mouth of this stocky weirdo, revealing a mouth full of fine, sharp teeth like sharks.
"Master Demon General, it doesn't matter. When this world falls into our hands and is transformed by the power of destruction, it will become stronger." An elder from the Demon Temple said quickly, with a somewhat flattering tone.
"Can talk." The short and stocky devil chuckled, and those fine teeth made people tremble.
Immediately, another figure stepped out from the hole, more and more, and each figure was filled with extremely terrifying aura fluctuations, all reaching the level of pseudo-god realm.
This is not only the case in the Divine Desolate Land, but also in the other nine lands in the ten directions.
Demons and monsters from the Demon Ruins pass through the passage and enter the Divine Realm.
When the number of demons and monsters gathers to a certain size...
"kill!"
The demons and monsters from the Demon Ruins rushed out of the dark place and launched an attack on the nearest city.
Outside Green Lake City in the Holy Land, there is a flat and wide wilderness with no obstructions and is extremely convenient.
On the city wall of Green Lake City, the city guards patrol daily.
Under normal circumstances, patrolling is just a routine task, and there is usually no danger encountered. Therefore, when the patrolling city guards pass by each other, they will slow down and chat casually for a few words before moving away.
The commander of the city guard was naturally aware of this situation, but he ignored it.
Because they all came here this way.
At this moment, the two city guards were patrolling separately. They chatted casually when the roads crossed, and made an appointment to go to Goulan to listen to beautiful music and have a few drinks together after their shift.
"What is that?"
Just as they were saying yes, one of them turned around and looked at the wilderness outside the city. His face was slightly startled. Then his eyes narrowed and he saw a dark aura moving at an alarming speed in that broad and flat wilderness.
The spread is like waves of waves coming, pushing forward layer by layer.
The whistling sounds were extremely shrill, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
As the layer of black mist surged in like a tidal wave, one could vaguely see hideous figures approaching with the layers of dark mist like a tidal wave.
"That's..."
The eyes of other city guards on the city wall suddenly condensed.
"Enemy attack!"
A sharp and high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of a city guard. In an instant, it quickly spread in all directions and was also seen by other patrolling city guards.
Moreover, other city guards who were resting in the camp also heard the sound.
"What?"
"Enemy attack?"
All these city guards were stunned.
Enemy attack?
What's the meaning?
They didn't react immediately.
After all, apart from practicing and patrolling, they usually have a lot of leisure. There have never been any enemy attacks. They have been comfortable for too long and lack a sense of crisis.