Battling Records of the Chosen One

Really holy!

It seems that it is only a step in the cultivation of the true holy place. For Lin Xun, it is the three kinds of cultivation, refining, refining and refining.

This is a mystery of "three in one, only the only one."

It is not only the fusion of the three forces of the road, but a way of martialization that is zero-to-thin and 10,000-way.

寥寥 字 ,, hide the mystery!

"This place is called invincible... fast..."

Carefully feel the changes in the strength of the whole body, Lin Xun oil gave birth to an invincible self-confidence.

At this moment, he became more and more aware that when he left the lower bound for the first time, the words of Zhao Yuanji, the great emperor of the Ziyan Empire, were so great.

The change of mood, the improvement of cultivation, the strength of the spirit, the strength of physical fitness, in the final analysis, nothing more than the change of its own power!

This kind of power can make you respect the king, fight against the longevity, and cast the sanctification.

This Tiantian Avenue is also a kind of power, but it requires understanding and understanding.

These heavenly methods are also the means of using power. Even if you have the knowledge, experience, and experience you have, is it not an inner force?

In short, power is the avenue!

In the face of absolute power, let your wisdom go through the sky, the strategy is shocking, and it is destined to be crushed!

Lin Xun of that year was only a spiritual sea, and his understanding of this passage was still very simple. It can be improved in recent years. With the expansibility of his experience and vision, he feels more and more. The mystery of words is endless.

When the road is simple, when the bustling is over, the difference between high and low is nothing more than "power" strength!

"There is no shortage of green and blue!"

At this moment, Lin seeks a quiet heart, and seeks on the road, looking at the entire nine-field battlefield, Qingmao is also a bright yellow flower.

The road that I ask for, perhaps not the road to the full extent, is not comparable to most of my peers!

At this time, Lin Xun, standing there freely, has a sacred style. If left in the outside world, it is already a god-like existence, which is enough for the world to look up.

Kelin can find out that the road is still far away. There is no shortage of higher mountains in the world. The wider world is waiting for him to climb and conquer!

"Devil's little brother, look."

Daddy, a clear and cheerful voice sounded, Zhao Jingyu has been plucked from the sea, wearing a plain skirt, black long hair, a beautiful and unconventional face should be pleasant.

She came to Lin to find a token and shook a token in front of Lin.

Devil's little brother...

Hearing such a nickname, Lin couldn't help but twitch and scream, but he was attracted by the token of Zhao Jingqi's palm in the next moment.

It is about the size of a palm, like a sheep fat jade polished, scented, light rain like a fly, filled with a sacred light blue halo, seemingly mysterious.

"Fei Xianling?"

Lin is amazed.

"Exactly, I found out from the spoils."

Zhao Jingxiao smiled and said.

Not long ago, a big battle took place on the shores of the Black Cliff Sea. The casualties were not counted, and the **** Tsing Yi and others fell.

This also allowed Zhao Jingwei to sweep out a large number of spoils. There are only a few hundred treasures of various colors, but most of them are crippled and are damaged in the battle.

However, there are some treasures of the treasure.

In addition, there are other treasures such as the spirits, the gods, the gods, and the treasures, which can be piled up like mountains.

This is a big fortune!

Like this Fei Xianling, it is Zhao Jingxuan who finds out from these spoils that his master is no longer worthy of study.

But it is clear that there are ninety-three kinds of "King Xun Tao Yun"!

"Look at me."

Lin searched for a hand, and three pieces of flying fairy sentiment emerged.

One piece is his own, one piece is Ahu, and the other is the spoils that are found from the sword dust.

Zhao Jingqiu, like a blow, used his hand to help the amount, saying: "It turns out that this guy is a landlord."

Lin looked up and laughed.

Originally, he also intended to give the sword and the dust of the flying fairy to Zhao Jingyu, but obviously it is not necessary.

"I look at your flying fairy order."

Zhao Jingyi grabbed it and looked at it. He couldn’t help but scream, and he said: "The eight hundred and thirty-nine kinds of warlords are lucky? Have you killed so many saints?"

In order to collect the warfare, you must hunt down the opponents of the Tianjiao level, or kill the saints. Each kill one can get a warlord.

Eight hundred and thirty-nine kinds of warlord roads can be imagined, how big is the number of saints and arrogants who died in Lin Xun’s hands!

Zhao Jingxi couldn't help but watched the flying fairy order of Jian Qingchen. Among them, there were four hundred and ten kinds of warlord roads, and even Lin Xun did not.

The only thing that comforts Zhao Jingxi is that Ahu’s Feixian Order is still a blank.

Even so, she looked at Lin Xun's Qing dynasty with a touch of quirky: "All said that you are a murderous Lin Devil, it seems so."

Lin searched for her white forehead, not very airy: "You thought I was born to love killing."

Zhao Jing grinned, smiled and intoxicated, said: "Don't be angry, you are killer, I like it too."

Lin looked for a sway in his heart, couldn't help but hold the waist of the other side's Ying Ying, and bowed his head.

Zhao Jingxi wanted to refuse to greet, but it was also destined to be in vain. Eventually, the whole person was overwhelmed by a heat of tenderness.

......

Time passes by, day after day.

It has been more than twenty days since the arrival of the Yuan magnetic secret.

In the ancient wilderness, there was no calm and no enemy trails, and in the other eight-field camps, they all squatted and crouched.

In the vast nine-field battlefield, there was a strange calm.

But this is destined to be an appearance, and I still don't know how many undercurrents are surging!

"If you want to help Ahu also collect enough warfare, you can only enter the flying fairyland..."

On this day, Lin Xun sat on a cloud of a floating sea and fell into meditation.

In each of the field camps, there are nine flying fairy orders, which are a total of eighty-one.

If you want to activate the Feixian Order and have the opportunity to enter the Kunlun Market, you must collect a thousand warlords.

Seemingly light, but Lin Xun is very clear, how difficult it is to collect the warlord!

If you count the number of saints to be killed, a flying immortal, you need to hunt a thousand true level opponents.

Nine pieces are nine thousand saints.

Eighty-one, that is, eighty-one thousand saints!

You can look at the entire nine-field battlefield, not to mention that there are 81,000 saints, and all the nine-field camps will be added up. It will definitely exceed 10,000 in the sky.

This means that although there are 81 flying immortals, it is absolutely impossible for every Feixian order to collect enough warfare!

According to Ahu, after the first dispute between the nine domains, there were only seven flying fairy squads that collected enough martial arts.

The second nine-domain dispute is only five.

After all, the number of saints may be huge, but not necessarily can be killed by the strong man holding the flying fairy!

It is conceivable that it is difficult to get together the martial arts road required for a flying fairy.

Nowadays, Lin Xun also shoulders the task of helping Ahu collect the warfare of the war. If he wants to achieve his wish, it will become more and more difficult.

However, there are also ways to do it, that is, "Flying Fairy"!

Only those who hold the flying fairy will fall into the secret of the flying fairy, and be moved into it to compete for the war.

In the rumor, in the secret environment of Feixian, there are many "Flying Fairy Ghosts", each of which has the strength of not being weaker than the true holy, and it is terrible.

As long as you can kill it, you can collect a warlord.

The most important thing is that in this secret, if you hold the flying fairy to kill each other, you can plunder the warlord in the other party!

According to Lin Xun's understanding, in the past Feixian secrets, it seems that this kind of killing is extremely common.

"If I am a leader of Shao Shaoyu, I will definitely choose to join forces and give you a fatal blow in the secret of Feixian."

Next to Zhao Jingyu whispered.

Lin Xun was deeply impressed and said: "This is for sure. They are afraid that they have hated me for a long time and regard me as a first-class threat, but..."

He turned his head and smiled. "It's also better. I can't collect enough wars. If they come to the door, I will laugh."

Zhao Jing gave him a look: "You didn't hear me worried."

Lin Xun smiled and took Zhao Jingyu into his arms, gently rubbing the other side with silky smooth blue silk, and a lingering body lingering around the nose, the iron can not be said in the heart.

"You also know that this is a dispute between the nine domains. Our ancient wilderness has been defeated twice. This time, since I am here, I must do my best to reverse this situation."

"This time the fairyland is an excellent opportunity. They want to kill me. Why don't I want to get rid of them?"

"Imagine that if the leaders of Yan Shaoyu were removed one by one, the camp forces they were in were bound to have no leader, causing heavy losses!"

"At that time, the camps of the ancient wilderness areas could rise to the ground and sweep them all out."

Speaking of this, Lin Xun’s black scorpion reveals a slap in the face and a decisiveness. "So, the dispute between the nine domains will surely end with the victory of my ancient wilderness!"

Zhao Jingyu snuggled in Lin’s arms, and Mei’s gaze at Lin’s face, listening to his words with confidence and ignorance.

Like a heavenly fairy, who is the enemy in the world?

"So, this time I am definitely going to go, maybe it will be extremely dangerous, but if I win, it will be enough to make the situation of the nine-field battlefield, and rewrite it!"

Lin searched for a light opening.

On the vast expanse of the sea, the two rely on the clouds, and the tides rise and fall in the distance, and the heavens and the earth are magnificent.

A few days later.

Built on the entrance of the meta-magnetic secrets above the void, it produces strange and erratic rules of the heavens and the earth, floating in the glow of the sun.

Lin looked at his back and stood side by side with Zhao Jingyu. He looked at him in the same direction.

A month later, the battle for the opportunity of the Yuan magnetic secret is finally coming to an end. How many ancient wilderness fairy tales are absolutely sanctified?