Battling Records of the Chosen One

After a few hours.

Lin Xun’s state has recovered as it was at the beginning.

"Well? I didn't expect that after this tempering, my mental strength will change again, and my strength has been refined a little!"

Careful perception of changes in the air of the whole body, Lin can not help but move.

In the cultivation of the longevity, he has already squandered the three ways of refining, refining the soul and refining the body to an unprecedented level.

I thought that only one opportunity would be able to break through.

But now it seems that he missed one thing.

Mood!

For the monk, the temper of the state of mind is undoubtedly the most mysterious thing.

If the heart is like a rock, even if the talent is dull, you can just keep it, and you can make achievements on the road in the future.

The mind is noisy, even if the talent is higher, it is also bound to meet the threshold of not crossing.

The state of mind is the birthplace of the heart and the heart thief.

In the process of repairing the road, people who are ignoring the fire are often associated with unstable mood.

Ancient sages have asked, how to prove?

The answer is simple, surrender to your heart!

The so-called heart and soul, three hearts and two minds, is a sign that describes the state of mind is not strong, the mind is uncertain.

In the past, Lin Xun experienced hardships, his mood has long been tough, and his mood has improved. There is no realm of restraint, but it is closely related to his own path.

Every time you reach a realm, you must face the hardships of this realm. Through hardships, the improvement is not only the cultivation, but also the change of state of mind!

At the moment, Lin Xun has experienced the hardships of "killing the heart" and breaking the heart of the thief, causing the mood to change.

Just like a hundred feet gimmicks go further!

This made Lin Xun realize that there is still a gap in his own experience.

Thinking of this, Lin can not help but start a cold sweat.

This is the monastic, inadvertently a cognition, perhaps hiding the omission, and in the omission, there are often thousands of robberies!

There is no shortage of avenues, just four words, can be seen in the world, how many people can do it?

"My heart is like a sword, but I can't see the sun and the moon, but I can't understand the flaws in my own way. If there is no hardship today, even if it is absolutely sanctified, it is bound to leave a trace of regret..."

Lin sighed.

The higher the realm, the more you will be on the ice, and work hard!

Lin found himself, holding his hand on his back and walking around. On the way, he never encountered any hardships.

However, he is very clear that the tribulations and trials are covered in this world of secrets, and there is no need to take the initiative to find them.

Not long after, Lin Xun came to the deepest place, saw the pond filled with chaos, and saw a huge skeleton floating in the pond.

The sorcerer's butterfly falls on the skeleton, and the tiny body shines brightly, drawing the power contained in the skeleton.

Lin Xun can clearly feel that the breath of the Devil's Butterfly is getting stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is the corpse of a vain holy beast!"

Xiaoyin suddenly spoke. "And, this beast has at least the power of the quasi-emperor!"

Lin looked at his eyes and swayed.

Void Holy Beast!

A strange spirit born in the innocent space of Zhou, with a sound, has a terrible power comparable to the Holy Land.

This kind of sacred beast can freely shuttle through the void space, to feed on space power for a living, and extremely terrible.

Even the emperor character, it is difficult to kill a emptiness of the holy beast, because they can freely shuttle through the void space, ignoring the space constraints!

Lin Xun did not expect that in this world of secret world, there was a dead body of a sacred beast, and even it had the strength to be inferior to the quasi-empire.

This is too shocking.

Who killed it and left it there?

"I am very skeptical that the master of this party's mystery must be a powerful person who proves by the power of space, and is likely to be a empire."

Xiaoyin carefully analyzed, "Otherwise, it is not so easy to kill such a emptiness of the Holy Beast."

"Master, you see, the sorcerer is also an ancient alien with space talent. The reason for this recovery is related to the power of this skeleton."

Lin nodded and thought deeply.

What he now thinks is that the owner of this side of the secret is really a territorial existence?

If so, why is it in the nine-field battlefield?

It should be noted that the strength of the heavens and the earth in the battlefield of the Nine Domains does not allow the strong people above the true holy to appear!

"It seems that the nine-field battlefield is more mysterious than I thought..."

I’m looking for it.

"Master, are you worried that the power of the cracked butterfly will not be controlled?"

Xiaoyin suddenly spoke. "The owner is relieved. Before it hatched, I have already branded it into her body. If it dares not to obey, I will first eat its soul!"

Lin searched but did not expect that Xiaoyin was so prepared, and immediately applauded Xiaoyin.

"Small silver, I am going to lie here for a while, you are optimistic about the cracked butterfly, so let it happen."

Lin searched for the road.

Xiaoyin plucked out the forest to find the sea and nodded.

Lin Xun turned and went in the other direction.

The world of this mystery is not big. It didn't take long for Lin Xun to return to the entrance area, where there is a green and green tree.

The torso of this tree is vigorous, the branches and leaves are dense, and the branches and leaves that fall down are like a waterfall that is hanging green and shining. It is full of vitality.

After careful inspection, Lin Xun noticed that this is a **** cultivating ancestral tree!

Before, the gods and ancestral trees that were seen in the forest of the gods were bare, and the branches were like the bronze professional pouring, but there were no leaves.

In front of this, the **** of the gods is obviously different.

Lin looked down on his body, observed the roots of the tree, and found a different place. The roots of the section were like a small dragon and a dragon, and they produced a piece of avenue texture like a dragon scale. The trick is amazing.

Hey!

Not long after, Lin searched for a white bone knife and selected a root must. He wanted to take a look at it. In such an unusual sacred ancestral tree, there is a difference in the source of the gods.

Click!

Carefully cut off a root must, suddenly, the root of the broken mouth will flow out a drop of golden liquid like the sun, no big, bright.

The nearby voids are dyed in the golden color of the glory.

Lin Xun picked up the already-prepared sheep fat bottle and collected these amazingly amazing treasures.

Oh~

At the same time, Lin Xun also noticed that this **** cultivating the ancestral tree is like eating pain, the body trembled abruptly, and the branches and leaves creaked.

Ok?

Lin is suspicious, is there still life in this tree?

But when he sensed it carefully, he found nothing.

Shaking his head, Lin Xun no longer thought about it. Before coming to the "killing heart" not far away, he took out the broken blade and the sheep fat bottle together.

Then, start to temper the broken blade!

A drop of scorpion, such as the sun's sacred treasure source, slammed on the broken blade, and a violent tremor emerged from the broken blade, like a surprise and excited cheer.

In Lin Xun's eyes, the surface of the broken blade, the third pattern of the condensed half, is changing at an alarming rate.

"punish"!

Finally, Lin Xun recognized the handwriting of the third pattern, which can be used as a source of God's refining. This "诛" word still lacks a small part.

Lin Xun took a deep breath and grew up, walking toward the gods and ancestral trees in the distance.

He has just observed that, unlike other gods and ancestors, the roots of this plant in front of each tree, each section shaped like the root of the dragon, can be picked!

Hey!

The hand fell from the knife, and a drop of golden sacred treasures flowed out of the stream, and Lin was found one by one in the sheep fat bottle.

At the same time, this cultivating ancestral tree trembled again.

Lin looked for a glimpse and apologized: "If you have a spirit, you should find it as a whole. I will have a chance to repay."

Said, he turned and left, continue to temper the broken blade.

Lin Xun did not notice that, in the moment he turned around, on the torso of the gods and ancestors, there was a pair of scorpions that were condensed by tree lines. The scorpion was filled with anger and impatience, not long after disappear.

Hey!

Finally, the broken blade produced a metamorphosis in a heated clear sound, and the whiteness of the snow, like a transparent surface, emerged a complete "诛".

寥寥 A word, but it is made up of countless lines of hair, twisted like a smudged pattern, exudes a rush of killing.

At that moment, Lin Xun’s body was chilly, and his eyes were stinging, as if he saw a peerless glimpse.

诛天灭地, sweeping the heavens!

boom!

At the same time, a surging force of inheritance has also rushed to the forest to find the heart, countless mysterious atmosphere, flowing like a tide.

In an instant, Lin Xun is immersed in a strange sentiment.

He sat on the steps at random, with a broken blade in front of him in front of him, and on his surface, he reflected the three characters of "Yuan", "Polar" and "诛", which were condensed by the pattern of the road.

Every word is a fierce trend for the broken blade!

Time is long, and hastily has been seven days.

Before the gully abyss, Le Muzhen closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged, and a pale green long hair fluttering in the wind.

Near him, the red women, Dingshan River and other saints also do everything.

However, like Dingshan River, there is some uneasiness in the eyebrows.

"Le Gongzi, it has been seven days, and the little miscellaneous in the ancient wilderness is afraid that it will already be killed. When will we wait here?"

Dingshan River could not help but open.

Hey!

Le Mu opened his eyes and flashed a touch of cold in his eyes. He said: "When you want to see people, you have to see the dead, how can you be a saint, you can't wait for seven days?"

Dingshan River frowned: "Can't be used here all the time."

"Why, is it better to find someone to enter this abyss to find something?"

The red woman proposed.

Le Muqin was silent for a moment and said: "No one dares to enter, who dares to take the test?"

The woman in red smiled slightly, and the smile was a little bit strange: "How simple is this, grab more of the two-legged sheep in the ancient wilderness, and throw them into this abyss?"

"Good idea!"

Dingshan River, their eyes are bright and bright.

In this nine-field battlefield, it is not easy to catch some two-legged sheep?

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