Inverse Sword God

Although the old man Tsing Yi's eyes were very kind, Lin Xuan still felt hairy in his heart.

The two venerables were wounded with one blow. This old man was definitely an extremely terrifying figure. There might be nothing good for such a person to stare at him.

"Well, thank you senior for taking the shot, the kid quit." Lin Xuan's heart grew furry, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

"Haha, little guy, don't worry, I have something to ask you." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled.

In the end, Lin Xuan could not escape either.

In the secluded courtyard, Lin Xuan looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, alert.

Next to him, the girl in the Qingluo skirt stared at Lin Xuan curiously, her big eyes flickering.

The dark red dragon was originally hidden in Lin Xuan's cuffs. At this moment, it was enveloped by the breath of the venerable. It was a little uncomfortable, so it ran out.

The little snow-white monkey also jumped out and played with the spirit fruit.

"Hey, this snake..." The old man in Tsing Yi was surprised.

The young girl Qing'er turned her gaze to the snow-white little monkey with joy on her face.

call!

Lin Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when the pressure on his body disappeared.

"I wonder why seniors are looking for a kid?" Lin Xuan asked after a while.

"Well, that's it." The old man in Tsing Yi gave up his research on the Dark Red Dragon, and said with a smile, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Junior Lin Xuan."

"Lin!"

The old man in Tsing Yi and the young girl glanced at each other, becoming more affirmed of the thoughts in their hearts.

"Where are you from?"

"Heavenly Southern Territory."

"What's your father's name?"

"Lin Zhan." Lin Xuan was puzzled, but he still spoke out.

"Sure enough!" The old man in Tsing Yi sighed. He felt that things were almost the same.

However, he is not 100% sure, after all, people have pretended to be things before, but they ended up miserably.

"Senior, this time I'm here to find my father. I don't know if Senior knows where my father is?"

The old man in Tsing Yi stroked his beard, and was about to say something, suddenly a strong and cold breath enveloped the surroundings, and the entire sky suddenly became dark.

Above the sky, black clouds rolled, like a magic cloud, with an aura that was powerful enough to make people tremble.

The old man in Tsing Yi changed his color and looked extremely solemn.

"Boy, want to know the answer, go to the Temple of War!"

After all, he took the girl beside him, turned into a light, and rushed straight into the sky.

That group of magic clouds was very powerful and very fast, leaving the sky overhead in an instant.

The old man in Tsing Yi followed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"War Palace?"

In the courtyard, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered. This time he came to Tianwu Continent, his main purpose was to find his father.

Now, finally got the news.

I just don't know what is the relationship between his father and the Palace of Wars.

"Could it be that my father is also a member of the God of War Palace?" Lin Xuan guessed, puzzled.

Moreover, judging from the attitude of the old man in Tsing Yi, he must have a great relationship with his father.

He decided to leave immediately after getting the bones of the God Dream in Quicksand City and head to the Palace of the Gods of War.

In the next time, Lin Xuan entered the cultivation state, and after the battle with Luo Lie, he had a new understanding of the prototype of Wuhun.

Even his Dacheng sword intent, which had not changed for a long time, showed signs of loosening.

It won't take long to think about it, and he will break through and reach the state of Consummation.

During this period, Lin Xuan kept reminiscing about his fight with Luo Lie, especially when the opponent used the shape of the Wuhun prototype.

Pulling out that wonderful feeling a little bit, Lin Xuan kept simulating.

In an instant, three days passed.

In the past three days, Shenglongxuan Fighting Field was under construction. Although the building was destroyed, Nangongsheng and others did not feel any depression.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, and there was even more excitement in their eyes.

Because of Lin Xuan, they made their Shenglongxuan fighting field famous again.

Moreover, from now on, I am afraid that no one will come to hit the scene again.

After all, top geniuses like Luo Lie were defeated, and it was useless for others to come.

While cheering on Nangongsheng's side, the wooden castle was silent.

Their disciple was cut off by someone outside, and the two venerables were beaten up before they were beaten and fled back in panic.

The disciples in the clan were all frightened, feeling the end of the world coming.

The top of Mubao is even more angry. When have they been so angry!

But the opponent is a person from the God of War, and they are extremely powerful, unless they use their family heritage, they may be able to win.

But that will undoubtedly anger the Palace of War.

At that time, it will not be what their wooden castle can bear.

Therefore, they can only endure.

Of course, what they hate most is Lin Xuan!

For this little thief, the elders of Mubao can't wait to tear him up immediately!

However, the warning from the old man in Tsing Yi was obvious, so they could only endure it temporarily.

They are waiting, as long as the Tianjiao Muya in the family returns, they will definitely be able to kill each other.

Because Muya is powerful and is one of the top talents in the Sand Region.

It is even one foot into the realm of the venerable, these characters, except for the venerable, will not fear others.

"Alright, Ya'er will be back when the alliance fights martial arts."

The high-level Mubao sighed.

On the other side, Lin Xuan left Quicksand City secretly.

Because he wanted to break through the sword intent, he couldn't do it in the city, because that kind of influence was too great.

Therefore, he finds a place where no one is there and gives it a go.

In the desert at sunset, Lin Xuan brought the dark red dragon and the snow-white little monkey.

They chose a remote no man's land and began to arrange their formation.

The formation was done by the dark red dragon, and soon a formation was formed.

Lin Xuan submerged under the yellow sand and began to break through with all his strength.

This time, he must reach the Great Perfection of Sword Intent!

Dzogchen, representing the limit of sword intent, is a clear understanding of sword intent.

This feeling is very mysterious, indescribable, and can only be understood.

Lin Xuan emptied his whole body, felt carefully, and fell into a very strange state.

This is a kind of enlightenment, the sublimation of sword intent, a very rare experience.

You know, sword intent is originally a very difficult mood to comprehend, and there are very few who can comprehend Dzogchen.

However, once the comprehension is successful, the power is absolutely beyond imagination.

This is why the warriors are afraid of swordsmen.

Time is hurried, five days passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Lin Xuan had not moved, but the sword intent in his body had increased, besides being fierce, there was something else.

This made his sword intent become complete.

Lin Xuan finally took this step!

He has found the right way now, and as long as he continues, he will succeed.

Five more days passed.

On this day, under the yellow sand, there was a breath of shock, as if a peerless divine sword was awakening.

Puff puff!

Countless sword qi gushes out, forming a huge sword qi cylinder, straight into the sky.

From a distance, even spectacular.

Bang!

In the desert, the ground sank, a blank area appeared, and a figure flew out quickly