Battling Records of the Chosen One

boom!

The black-robed man, who was extremely wounded, was smothered by a slap in the face and stunned.

Lin Xun was unceremonious, and found out the treasures on his body. After a little inspection, he found two beads. As for other treasures, he did not move and lost.

"He is so arrogant, you will not kill him, but only take two two beads?"

"How do you feel like a wound like him, how long can you stay in the ancient battlefield?"

Lin seeks, "As for taking only two beadings... well, this is a word and a letter."

After all, he looked into the distance.

The five avenues came out together, and the emperor who lost the two nine ancestors sat in the town had already been killed seven or eighty-eight.

In the end, only two people escaped and escaped.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Lin asked for a lot of miscellaneous treasures, and then got three mortal beads, all from one of the nine ancestors.

At this point, Lin Xun not only got together 10 fat beads, but also spared two...

He explored and grasped, ten beaded beads appeared in the void, and a little refined, turned into a Raytheon flow, the **** spirit ring inside the suffocating.

This is the Thunder Ring.

Wearing it on his body, Lin Xun suddenly felt that there was a wonderful echo between the **** thunder and the Thunder Ling ring covered by that day.

"A Thunder Ring can be used by ten people to act together. You are a luxury. One person enjoys the Thunder Ring."

"Are you a human?" Lin Xun suddenly asked.

In a word, I actually asked the green bird to live for a long time.

Lin Xun smiled, no longer hesitated, and flickered and swept away.

The scorpio Thunder is a masterpiece, and his temper is rolling, like a canopy, covering the ancient battlefield.

When Lin sought to get close, the time flies, the Thunder and the suffocating spread to both sides, separating a path and going straight beyond the Scorpio.

Lin Xun’s spirit rose and he flew past.

When passing through the sky, Lin seeks to feel like a cross-world barrier, creating the illusion of a shifting star.

The next moment, others have appeared in a dark starry sky.

The gray-white soul of the undead is like a fog, shrouded in this starry sky, exuding a cold, depressed, suffocating atmosphere.

A piece of broken land, floating in the smog, looming, can not see the end.

呜呜呜~~~

From time to time, there will be a burst of sorrowful voices screaming from the depths of the stars, and when you capture them carefully, you can't tell the source of the sound.

"This is the domain of the dead soul, burying the power of the ancestral source of the last era."

The bluebird pointed out, "Innumerable years, although there are countless strong people entering this place, the ancestral source of this place has not dried up."

"On the contrary, every once in a while, there will be a source of ancestral ancestors, so you don't have to worry about not finding such a chance. The most worrying thing is how to fight against killing and plundering."

"In addition, there is a kind of murderous soul in the dead soul domain, which is called the ‘the undead.’ The rumor is that after the last era was destroyed, some incomparable and powerful existences were left to be obsessed.”

"The undead monarch is the most terrible, the weakest of the warfare and the seven-fold existence of the emperor. The body is full of a strange obsession, and can invade the state of the monk silently, even if it is the nine ancestors, once it is contaminated by these obsessions. The state of mind will also go crazy."

"In the past years, there have been many such examples."

"As for the general undead,

However, it is impossible to talk about how powerful, but you can't care about it. In the years since ancient times, many people in the emperor can be hunted by the undead. ”

Knowing this, Lin Xun couldn’t help but ask: "How should the avenue source find it?"

"Trying luck."

Qingque Road, "Remember, every strong person who enters the domain of the dead soul has only one month. If he has not left this place after one month, he will suffer the killing of the "Undead Storm", at least in the emperor. No one can live."

Undead storm!

Lin looked for a scorpion.

After a moment, his figure flickered and swept deep into the cold starry sky covered with gray and white haze.

In the sky, there are scattered land, some are only a hundred feet, and some are thousands of miles away.

Most of the land is pitted, ridiculous, and the grass is not born. On some land, it is branded with sword holes, axe marks, mottled monuments, and a desolation of heavy air.

That is obviously the trace left by the war of the world, which has been eroded by the years and has survived to this day.

Ok?

Suddenly, an illusory figure plucked from the gray smog, silent, without a sound.

Look closely, this figure looks very vague, filled with the lingering spirit of the undead, can not see the appearance, just like a ghost, full of strange breath.

Hey!

The smoke rolled, and the figure came to the forest to sneak out, and both hands pinched and slammed into the forest.

The ghost of the palm prints, the power released is also very strange, gray and white, like the light of hell.

Undead!

Lin searched for a wave of sleeves, and the bright road screamed out. In the roaring sound, the figure of the undead was shattered and turned into a fog.

A strange scene appeared, and the gray smog was like life, hundreds of thousands, tearing the sky, rushing toward the forest.

It’s incredible!

砰砰砰——

A burst of densely popping sounds, Lin Xun’s body was light, and the gray haze was crushed.

"This power should be the obsession of the last era of the stalwart. Although it is not terrible, it is extremely strange, and it can't be contaminated..."

Lin Xun produces Ming Wu.

He went on and searched.

The domain of the dead soul is extremely vast and vast. According to the green bird, there is no difference between it and a small world.

On this road, Lin Xun has not found the "avenue ancestral source", but has been attacked by many undead people. The strength is strong and weak. The strong enough can be compared with the emperor's six-fold, and the weak and the three-dimensional ability of the emperor.

These can't threaten Lin Xun.

However, he did not dare to care. After the death of every undead person, he would turn into a strange obsessive force and try to invade his body. The power is so vicious and savage, and Lin Xun is not fully guarded, lest he be contaminated. To a trace.

In this way, I searched for an hour or so. Although I met many undead people, I did not encounter other monks.

This made Lin Xun realize that even if he was not the first to enter the dead soul domain, he would never fall behind.

Not long after, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a suspended land.

The land is about a few dozen miles away. It is not big. In the middle of the land, there is a huge gully that naturally forms.

The thick gray smog filled the gully and could not see the scene inside.

In the forest to find the gods, but keenly aware that there is a fascinating color halo in the depths of the gully, it is difficult to be discovered.

Immediately, Lin Xun traversed the void, and the mule arrived over the gully and overlooked it.

This time, he ran through the sky.

Suddenly, I saw the smog and found that the gully was thousands of feet deep, and it was no different from the abyss.

At the bottom of the gully, there is a colorful halo, dazzling, like a burning sun, releasing a strange avenue.

Avenue Zuyuan!

Lin Xun’s nephew is bright, although he has never seen such miracles, he can probably make a judgment.

Taking a deep breath, he swept down the ditch.

The thick gray smog suddenly tumbling up, plucking one after another, the figure of the undead, densely rushing out.

Lin Xun noticed that there were many caves on both sides of the gully, just like the hive, and the figures of the undead were taken from it.

I couldn’t think too much about it. He spurred the innocent sword and went to the gully under the gully.

Bang~~

The fierce battle broke out, and those who are undead are as fearless as death, and their strengths are between the three emperors and the six emperors.

In exchange for the general emperor character, I am afraid that I have already retreated and fled.

However, Lin Xun is like a broken bamboo, all the way to crush, and in the place where he passed, one after another, the figure of the undead blasted, and the singular obscenity continued to be pursued, but it was finally wiped out one by one, and could not hurt Lin. Looking for nothing.

What surprised Lin was that the undead in this ravine was countless, just like breaking into the home they gathered.

He did not back down and continued to rush.

There are more undead people, and after all, there is little threat to him.

Seeing Lin Xun’s figure is close to the gully, and a strange, cold and horrible force sweeps across the forest.

boom!

At the bottom of the gully, he rushed out of a body-like figure, wearing a robe made of undead breath, a slap in the head, a sword in his hand, and a skinny look, like a Taoist.

Whether it is the robe, the sword, or even the Tao, it is made by the spirit of the undead. Especially the pair of eyes, like a pair of black vortex, sparkling with a strange hollow.

This is an undead monarch!

Lin searched for black and white.

Hey!

After the Taoist rushed out, the sword in the palm of the hand would be pulled from the bottom up, and the black swordsmanship would tear the void and release the horrible sword.

That breath, there is a hidden style of the Eight Emperor Swordsman!

However, the sword is very strange and chilling.

Without hesitation, Lin Xun contends with the sword.

boom!

Black and singularly swelled at the same time. At the same time, the sound of the swords of the innocent road plucked out, exposing the brilliance of the brilliance of the brilliance of the brilliance.

Rumble ~~

The rolling fog is annihilated, and if the void collapses and blasts, the undead monarch, who looks like a man, is directly smashed and turned into a black light rain.

The horrible thing is that these black light rains have not dissipated, but instead they have condensed into a strange sword that is covered with strange lines, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin finds a slight change in his face.

Wuyuan Jianding suddenly shines brightly and crosses the front.

boom! !

The deafening collision sounded, and saw the sword that covered the strange lines. The danger was dangerously blocked by the sword, and the inch was broken and annihilated.

The force that can be released from the smashed sword gas shocked Lin to find his body and blood rolling, and the figure was shaking, almost being shaken back!

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