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Dominoes look like palm size, ash fluttering insignificant.
But it fell into Lintian's hands, but it was like a towering mountain. He was caught off guard, and his body was all in a flash. He quickly turned on his strength, and then he held the dominoes firmly in his hands.
"Is that a bluff?"
Lintian was stunned. He was about to investigate with his divine sense, but he was stopped by the old man: "you'd better not do that if you don't want to be scared to death."
Scared to death?
Lintian was suspicious. He could see dusu's serious look. He didn't choose to try.
The old man grinned and said, "although it's frightening, this treasure is priceless. You must keep it away."
Lintian frowned: "can this thing scare the saints?"
The only old man disdained: "the sage is a fart. I might as well tell you that under the emperor's realm, this dominoes eat everything, and their courage can scare them out. After all, this is a gift from me. Is it ordinary and comparable?"
In the tone, with an unspeakable pride.
Lintian was playing with dominoes. His eyes flashed and he stared at the old man and said, "why don't I try you?"
The old man's face stagnated, and he didn't have a good way: "how can I frighten me with my things? You'd better not use some crooked ideas. Remember, this thing can only be used once. It's not a critical moment of life and death. Don't use it easily. "
After that, he didn't give Lintian a chance to react. He waved his sleeve.
After a while, their figures disappeared.
……
The Empire, deep in the palace, has a forbidden area.
A simple and old hall stands, in front of which stands a five color altar filled with the flavor of ancient vicissitudes, as if forever.
On the main hall, there is a plaque: Blood killing hall.
Lintian recognized at first sight that he had been here!
When he first entered the blood killing battlefield in those years, he was brought here by Zhao Tai and left with the aid of this ancient transmission array.
However, this time when he saw the "blood killing hall" and the ancient transmission array, Lintian thought of many things.
"This is Mr. Lu's own arrangement, isn't it?"
Lintian said softly.
"Who?" the old man said
Lintian said, "deer cliff."
The old man was surprised and said, "you already know?"
"The creation of blood killing camp is related to Mr. Lu. How can the existence of blood killing hall have nothing to do with Mr. Lu?"
With a trace of emotion, Lintian said, "according to my guess, Mr. Lu is likely to be a strong quasi emperor. With his attainments in spiritual tattoos, it is not difficult to set up such a transmission array."
The only old man said, "more than ten years ago, drastic changes broke out in heaven and earth. The bloody battlefield has completely changed. You will know when you go."
He waved his sleeve.
Hum ~
the ancient five color altar glows and suddenly produces a strange roar, just like waking up from silence.
Lin Xun was ready to take action, but he was stopped by dusu. His eyes were full of strange color, and he stared at Lin Xun: "you still have another breath of life."
Lintian's whole body was stiff. Was it obvious?
"Silver, come out." There was a movement in his heart.
Whoosh, little silver's figure swept out.
The only old man's eyes were full of brilliance. He looked at Xiaoyin for a while, and then he said with a smile: "it's interesting that a god eater who has stepped on the road to the top of the mountain has awakened his talent and become a real insect king of longevity. In ancient times, there was no one It seems that in this big world, this little guy has also got a lot of opportunities and benefits. "
At a glance, you can see through the details of Xiaoyin!
Lintian was shocked in his heart. Was this old guy really an emperor?
"You go."
The only old man had withdrawn his eyes and waved his hand, but he didn't stop Xiaoyin and Lintian.
"Goodbye, master."
Lintian took a deep breath and strode to the altar with Xiaoyin.
The next moment, he disappeared.
Dusu watched the scene in silence until the teleportation came back to silence. Then he felt relieved and breathed out a long breath. He murmured: "before juetong becomes a saint, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity to break the forbidden curse of Taoist robbery..."
……
Blood killing battlefield.
The sky and the earth are vast, and the mountains are gathering one after another. The rich purple aura is like a rolling sea of clouds, flowing and evaporating on the sky.
On the earth, the mountains and rivers are picturesque!
Every mountain is beautiful, green and full of vitality.
Every river is filled with spiritual water mist. When the water waves rise and fall, it looks like a fish scale. Even the rocks, plants and trees are crystal clear.
In the void, there is a strong aura.
On the top of a precipitous mountain, there are strands of purple auspicious clouds. A graceful figure stands there and looks around with a lingering shock.This man was Lintian who had just arrived at the bloodkilling battlefield.
Just now, he suspected that he had come to the wrong place!
In Lintian's memory, in the blood killing battlefield, the sky and the earth were gray, the earth was dark, and the fields were vast. Everywhere, there were signs of barren grass, barren and exhausted.
There on the earth, decayed and broken corpses all over the dust, the air filled with the smell of blood and decay.
Dark, dead, bloody, oppressive It outlines the gray color of bloodkilling battlefield.
The most important thing is that there is no spirit power in the blood killing battlefield!
The great army of practitioners stationed here by the Empire needed to rely on the elixir to supplement their own strength.
But now
Everything has changed!
Between the heaven and the earth, everything is thriving, with rich aura and beautiful mountains and rivers. The rolling aura and vitality are like a roaring torrent, spreading in the heaven and the earth.
Where is the battlefield of killing blood in memory? It's a vast, smart and fairy world!
Every flower and grass has a crystal light. Although it's not a kind of elixir, it's completely different from the plants that scold. It can be called a "spiritual thing".
Lintian's breath was full of fresh, rich and lively aura between his mouth and nose. He felt relaxed and happy for a while.
"In more than ten years, everything has changed..."
"The richness and purity of the aura here is better than that of the nine realms on the top of the mountain!"
"No! The aura between heaven and earth also has a little bit of divine power, which is of great benefit to those who are strong in the realm of eternal life. "
"If you practice here for one day, it will be equal to the work of the outside world for one month!"
For a long time, Lin Xun Cai gradually calmed down from the shock, and began to feel the blood killing battlefield which had become completely different.
The higher the realm of practice, the more demanding the demand for resources.
A fish can swim happily in the mud pond, but when the fish degenerates into a dragon, how can a small mud pond carry it?
When he was young, Lintian practiced in the Empire like a fish growing up in a mud pond.
Now he is the king of the eight calamities of his life. If he was still practicing in the Empire, he would never have been able to step into the holy land of the eight calamities of his life.
The reason is very simple. The cultivation resources in the Empire are far from meeting his needs. Moreover, they lack the opportunities for cultivation!
Even though the world has changed greatly and the Empire has become different, he can only come to the bloody battlefield if he wants to seek the way to become a saint.
"No wonder the great emperor once said that there is also a chance to become a saint in the lower world. With the dramatic changes in heaven and earth, the battlefield of killing blood is completely different..."
Lintian took a deep breath and completely accepted the reality in front of him.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lintian's figure disappeared.
Two hours later.
On the Bank of a vast river, Lintian's figure floated down, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.
The battlefield of killing blood changed completely. According to his memory, he thought that he would soon find the entrance to the mulberry forest.
But did not think, here's the world and his memory is completely different, I do not know how many times bigger!
"The setting sun is opposite to the rising sun, which is the camp of our empire"
this is a sentence in the animal skin manual given by Zhao Tailai to Lin Xun when he first entered the bloodkilling battlefield in that year.
But, at this time of bloodkilling battlefield, there are imperial camp?
Lintian thought for a moment, looked at the sky, identified the direction, and planned to start again.
Huh?
But at this moment, his eyes narrowed. In the divine sense, at the bottom of the river, there was an extremely pure and amazing spiritual atmosphere.
He was at the bottom of the river.
The river is rolling, and a fist sized crystal is lying quietly at the bottom of the river, emitting a magnificent and illusory divine luster.
What is this?
As soon as Lintian raised his hand, he took the crystal stone in his hand and looked at it a little. He was surprised. The crystal stone was full of pure and incomparable divine breath, like the legendary "divine Yuan Jing"!
Divinity Yuanjing is a kind of treasure that has almost disappeared in the outside world. It is extremely rare. It can be bred only in the place of sacred spiritual vein.
The divine power contained in this object has an immeasurable role in promoting the practice of the monks.
For example, the cultivation of saints, the general heaven and earth, can not meet the needs of their cultivation, but if there is a divine Yuan Jing, the problem of cultivation can be solved.
Such treasures are useless even if they fall into the hands of the monks below the strong in the kingdom.
Because the power contained in the divine Yuan Jing is too high and huge for ordinary monks to bear and refine!
In Lintian's cognition, this object could not be found in such a big empire. Even in the ancient wasteland, it was only in those ancient orthodoxy.
"In the blood killing battlefield, it has been able to condense the divine nature crystal..."Lintian said in his heart, "in this way, even for the saints, this place can be called a place of practice!"
He put away the divine Yuan Jing, then swept out from the bottom of the river and started to move.
Along the way, after Lin Xun's careful investigation, he collected some divinity crystals one after another in the mountains and rivers. They were big and small. They were all brilliant and full of divinity.
In addition, in some mountains where the aura was extremely amazing, there were also some rare miraculous drugs and materials, which were collected by Lintian.
At this time, Lintian had completely determined that the nine realms of the top of the world were suitable for the cultivation of the king of longevity.
Then the blood killing battlefield can completely meet the needs of the cultivation of the existence of the Holy Land!
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Dominoes look like palm size, ash fluttering insignificant.
But it fell into Lintian's hands, but it was like a towering mountain. He was caught off guard, and his body was all in a flash. He quickly turned on his strength, and then he held the dominoes firmly in his hands.
"Is that a bluff?"
Lintian was stunned. He was about to investigate with his divine sense, but he was stopped by the old man: "you'd better not do that if you don't want to be scared to death."
Scared to death?
Lintian was suspicious. He could see dusu's serious look. He didn't choose to try.
The old man grinned and said, "although it's frightening, this treasure is priceless. You must keep it away."
Lintian frowned: "can this thing scare the saints?"
The only old man disdained: "the sage is a fart. I might as well tell you that under the emperor's realm, this dominoes eat everything, and their courage can scare them out. After all, this is a gift from me. Is it ordinary and comparable?"
In the tone, with an unspeakable pride.
Lintian was playing with dominoes. His eyes flashed and he stared at the old man and said, "why don't I try you?"
The old man's face stagnated, and he didn't have a good way: "how can I frighten me with my things? You'd better not use some crooked ideas. Remember, this thing can only be used once. It's not a critical moment of life and death. Don't use it easily. "
After that, he didn't give Lintian a chance to react. He waved his sleeve.
After a while, their figures disappeared.
……
The Empire, deep in the palace, has a forbidden area.
A simple and old hall stands, in front of which stands a five color altar filled with the flavor of ancient vicissitudes, as if forever.
On the main hall, there is a plaque: Blood killing hall.
Lintian recognized at first sight that he had been here!
When he first entered the blood killing battlefield in those years, he was brought here by Zhao Tai and left with the aid of this ancient transmission array.
However, this time when he saw the "blood killing hall" and the ancient transmission array, Lintian thought of many things.
"This is Mr. Lu's own arrangement, isn't it?"
Lintian said softly.
"Who?" the old man said
Lintian said, "deer cliff."
The old man was surprised and said, "you already know?"
"The creation of blood killing camp is related to Mr. Lu. How can the existence of blood killing hall have nothing to do with Mr. Lu?"
With a trace of emotion, Lintian said, "according to my guess, Mr. Lu is likely to be a strong quasi emperor. With his attainments in spiritual tattoos, it is not difficult to set up such a transmission array."
The only old man said, "more than ten years ago, drastic changes broke out in heaven and earth. The bloody battlefield has completely changed. You will know when you go."
He waved his sleeve.
Hum ~
the ancient five color altar glows and suddenly produces a strange roar, just like waking up from silence.
Lin Xun was ready to take action, but he was stopped by dusu. His eyes were full of strange color, and he stared at Lin Xun: "you still have another breath of life."
Lintian's whole body was stiff. Was it obvious?
"Silver, come out." There was a movement in his heart.
Whoosh, little silver's figure swept out.
The only old man's eyes were full of brilliance. He looked at Xiaoyin for a while, and then he said with a smile: "it's interesting that a god eater who has stepped on the road to the top of the mountain has awakened his talent and become a real insect king of longevity. In ancient times, there was no one It seems that in this big world, this little guy has also got a lot of opportunities and benefits. "
At a glance, you can see through the details of Xiaoyin!
Lintian was shocked in his heart. Was this old guy really an emperor?
"You go."
The only old man had withdrawn his eyes and waved his hand, but he didn't stop Xiaoyin and Lintian.
"Goodbye, master."
Lintian took a deep breath and strode to the altar with Xiaoyin.
The next moment, he disappeared.
Dusu watched the scene in silence until the teleportation came back to silence. Then he felt relieved and breathed out a long breath. He murmured: "before juetong becomes a saint, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity to break the forbidden curse of Taoist robbery..."
……
Blood killing battlefield.
The sky and the earth are vast, and the mountains are gathering one after another. The rich purple aura is like a rolling sea of clouds, flowing and evaporating on the sky.
On the earth, the mountains and rivers are picturesque!
Every mountain is beautiful, green and full of vitality.
Every river is filled with spiritual water mist. When the water waves rise and fall, it looks like a fish scale. Even the rocks, plants and trees are crystal clear.
In the void, there is a strong aura.
On the top of a precipitous mountain, there are strands of purple auspicious clouds. A graceful figure stands there and looks around with a lingering shock.This man was Lintian who had just arrived at the bloodkilling battlefield.
Just now, he suspected that he had come to the wrong place!
In Lintian's memory, in the blood killing battlefield, the sky and the earth were gray, the earth was dark, and the fields were vast. Everywhere, there were signs of barren grass, barren and exhausted.
There on the earth, decayed and broken corpses all over the dust, the air filled with the smell of blood and decay.
Dark, dead, bloody, oppressive It outlines the gray color of bloodkilling battlefield.
The most important thing is that there is no spirit power in the blood killing battlefield!
The great army of practitioners stationed here by the Empire needed to rely on the elixir to supplement their own strength.
But now
Everything has changed!
Between the heaven and the earth, everything is thriving, with rich aura and beautiful mountains and rivers. The rolling aura and vitality are like a roaring torrent, spreading in the heaven and the earth.
Where is the battlefield of killing blood in memory? It's a vast, smart and fairy world!
Every flower and grass has a crystal light. Although it's not a kind of elixir, it's completely different from the plants that scold. It can be called a "spiritual thing".
Lintian's breath was full of fresh, rich and lively aura between his mouth and nose. He felt relaxed and happy for a while.
"In more than ten years, everything has changed..."
"The richness and purity of the aura here is better than that of the nine realms on the top of the mountain!"
"No! The aura between heaven and earth also has a little bit of divine power, which is of great benefit to those who are strong in the realm of eternal life. "
"If you practice here for one day, it will be equal to the work of the outside world for one month!"
For a long time, Lin Xun Cai gradually calmed down from the shock, and began to feel the blood killing battlefield which had become completely different.
The higher the realm of practice, the more demanding the demand for resources.
A fish can swim happily in the mud pond, but when the fish degenerates into a dragon, how can a small mud pond carry it?
When he was young, Lintian practiced in the Empire like a fish growing up in a mud pond.
Now he is the king of the eight calamities of his life. If he was still practicing in the Empire, he would never have been able to step into the holy land of the eight calamities of his life.
The reason is very simple. The cultivation resources in the Empire are far from meeting his needs. Moreover, they lack the opportunities for cultivation!
Even though the world has changed greatly and the Empire has become different, he can only come to the bloody battlefield if he wants to seek the way to become a saint.
"No wonder the great emperor once said that there is also a chance to become a saint in the lower world. With the dramatic changes in heaven and earth, the battlefield of killing blood is completely different..."
Lintian took a deep breath and completely accepted the reality in front of him.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lintian's figure disappeared.
Two hours later.
On the Bank of a vast river, Lintian's figure floated down, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.
The battlefield of killing blood changed completely. According to his memory, he thought that he would soon find the entrance to the mulberry forest.
But did not think, here's the world and his memory is completely different, I do not know how many times bigger!
"The setting sun is opposite to the rising sun, which is the camp of our empire"
this is a sentence in the animal skin manual given by Zhao Tailai to Lin Xun when he first entered the bloodkilling battlefield in that year.
But, at this time of bloodkilling battlefield, there are imperial camp?
Lintian thought for a moment, looked at the sky, identified the direction, and planned to start again.
Huh?
But at this moment, his eyes narrowed. In the divine sense, at the bottom of the river, there was an extremely pure and amazing spiritual atmosphere.
He was at the bottom of the river.
The river is rolling, and a fist sized crystal is lying quietly at the bottom of the river, emitting a magnificent and illusory divine luster.
What is this?
As soon as Lintian raised his hand, he took the crystal stone in his hand and looked at it a little. He was surprised. The crystal stone was full of pure and incomparable divine breath, like the legendary "divine Yuan Jing"!
Divinity Yuanjing is a kind of treasure that has almost disappeared in the outside world. It is extremely rare. It can be bred only in the place of sacred spiritual vein.
The divine power contained in this object has an immeasurable role in promoting the practice of the monks.
For example, the cultivation of saints, the general heaven and earth, can not meet the needs of their cultivation, but if there is a divine Yuan Jing, the problem of cultivation can be solved.
Such treasures are useless even if they fall into the hands of the monks below the strong in the kingdom.
Because the power contained in the divine Yuan Jing is too high and huge for ordinary monks to bear and refine!
In Lintian's cognition, this object could not be found in such a big empire. Even in the ancient wasteland, it was only in those ancient orthodoxy.
"In the blood killing battlefield, it has been able to condense the divine nature crystal..."Lintian said in his heart, "in this way, even for the saints, this place can be called a place of practice!"
He put away the divine Yuan Jing, then swept out from the bottom of the river and started to move.
Along the way, after Lin Xun's careful investigation, he collected some divinity crystals one after another in the mountains and rivers. They were big and small. They were all brilliant and full of divinity.
In addition, in some mountains where the aura was extremely amazing, there were also some rare miraculous drugs and materials, which were collected by Lintian.
At this time, Lintian had completely determined that the nine realms of the top of the world were suitable for the cultivation of the king of longevity.
Then the blood killing battlefield can completely meet the needs of the cultivation of the existence of the Holy Land!
Dominoes look like palm size, ash fluttering insignificant. But it fell into Lintian's hands, but it was like a towering mountain. He was caught off guard, and his body was all in a flash. He quickly turned on his strength, and then he held the dominoes firmly in his hands. "Is that a bluff?" Lintian was stunned. He was about to investigate with his divine sense, but he was stopped by the old man: "you'd better not do that if you don't want to be scared to death." Scared to death? Lintian was suspicious. He could see dusu's serious look. He didn't choose to try. The old man grinned and said, "although it's frightening, this treasure is priceless. You must keep it away." Lintian frowned: "can this thing scare the saints?" The only old man disdained: "the sage is a fart. I might as well tell you that under the emperor's realm, this dominoes eat everything, and their courage can scare them out. After all, this is a gift from me. Is it ordinary and comparable?" In the tone, with an unspeakable pride. Lintian was playing with dominoes. His eyes flashed and he stared at the old man and said, "why don't I try you?" The old man's face stagnated, and he didn't have a good way: "how can I frighten me with my things? You'd better not use some crooked ideas. Remember, this thing can only be used once. It's not a critical moment of life and death. Don't use it easily. " After that, he didn't give Lintian a chance to react. He waved his sleeve. After a while, their figures disappeared. The Empire, deep in the palace, has a forbidden area. A simple and old hall stands, in front of which stands a five color altar filled with the flavor of ancient vicissitudes, as if forever. On the main hall, there is a plaque: Blood killing hall. Lintian recognized at first sight that he had been here! When he first entered the blood killing battlefield in those years, he was brought here by Zhao Tai and left with the aid of this ancient transmission array. However, this time when he saw the "blood killing hall" and the ancient transmission array, Lintian thought of many things. "This is Mr. Lu's own arrangement, isn't it?" Lintian said softly. "Who?" the old man said Lintian said, "deer cliff." The old man was surprised and said, "you already know?" "The creation of blood killing camp is related to Mr. Lu. How can the existence of blood killing hall have nothing to do with Mr. Lu?" With a trace of emotion, Lintian said, "according to my guess, Mr. Lu is likely to be a strong quasi emperor. With his attainments in spiritual tattoos, it is not difficult to set up such a transmission array." The only old man said, "more than ten years ago, drastic changes broke out in heaven and earth. The bloody battlefield has completely changed. You will know when you go." He waved his sleeve. Hum ~ the ancient five color altar glows and suddenly produces a strange roar, just like waking up from silence. Lin Xun was ready to take action, but he was stopped by dusu. His eyes were full of strange color, and he stared at Lin Xun: "you still have another breath of life." Lintian's whole body was stiff. Was it obvious? "Silver, come out." There was a movement in his heart. Whoosh, little silver's figure swept out. The only old man's eyes were full of brilliance. He looked at Xiaoyin for a while, and then he said with a smile: "it's interesting that a god eater who has stepped on the road to the top of the mountain has awakened his talent and become a real insect king of longevity. In ancient times, there was no one It seems that in this big world, this little guy has also got a lot of opportunities and benefits. " At a glance, you can see through the details of Xiaoyin! Lintian was shocked in his heart. Was this old guy really an emperor? "You go." The only old man had withdrawn his eyes and waved his hand, but he didn't stop Xiaoyin and Lintian. "Goodbye, master." Lintian took a deep breath and strode to the altar with Xiaoyin. The next moment, he disappeared. Dusu watched the scene in silence until the teleportation came back to silence. Then he felt relieved and breathed out a long breath. He murmured: "before juetong becomes a saint, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity to break the forbidden curse of Taoist robbery..." Blood killing battlefield. The sky and the earth are vast, and the mountains are gathering one after another. The rich purple aura is like a rolling sea of clouds, flowing and evaporating on the sky. On the earth, the mountains and rivers are picturesque! Every mountain is beautiful, green and full of vitality. Every river is filled with spiritual water mist. When the water waves rise and fall, it looks like a fish scale. Even the rocks, plants and trees are crystal clear. In the void, there is a strong aura. On the top of a precipitous mountain, there are strands of purple auspicious clouds. A graceful figure stands there and looks around with a lingering shock.This man was Lintian who had just arrived at the bloodkilling battlefield. Just now, he suspected that he had come to the wrong place! In Lintian's memory, in the blood killing battlefield, the sky and the earth were gray, the earth was dark, and the fields were vast. Everywhere, there were signs of barren grass, barren and exhausted. There on the earth, decayed and broken corpses all over the dust, the air filled with the smell of blood and decay. Dark, dead, bloody, oppressive It outlines the gray color of bloodkilling battlefield. The most important thing is that there is no spirit power in the blood killing battlefield! The great army of practitioners stationed here by the Empire needed to rely on the elixir to supplement their own strength. But now Everything has changed! Between the heaven and the earth, everything is thriving, with rich aura and beautiful mountains and rivers. The rolling aura and vitality are like a roaring torrent, spreading in the heaven and the earth. Where is the battlefield of killing blood in memory? It's a vast, smart and fairy world! Every flower and grass has a crystal light. Although it's not a kind of elixir, it's completely different from the plants that scold. It can be called a "spiritual thing". Lintian's breath was full of fresh, rich and lively aura between his mouth and nose. He felt relaxed and happy for a while. "In more than ten years, everything has changed..." "The richness and purity of the aura here is better than that of the nine realms on the top of the mountain!" "No! The aura between heaven and earth also has a little bit of divine power, which is of great benefit to those who are strong in the realm of eternal life. " "If you practice here for one day, it will be equal to the work of the outside world for one month!" For a long time, Lin Xun Cai gradually calmed down from the shock, and began to feel the blood killing battlefield which had become completely different. The higher the realm of practice, the more demanding the demand for resources. A fish can swim happily in the mud pond, but when the fish degenerates into a dragon, how can a small mud pond carry it? When he was young, Lintian practiced in the Empire like a fish growing up in a mud pond. Now he is the king of the eight calamities of his life. If he was still practicing in the Empire, he would never have been able to step into the holy land of the eight calamities of his life. The reason is very simple. The cultivation resources in the Empire are far from meeting his needs. Moreover, they lack the opportunities for cultivation! Even though the world has changed greatly and the Empire has become different, he can only come to the bloody battlefield if he wants to seek the way to become a saint. "No wonder the great emperor once said that there is also a chance to become a saint in the lower world. With the dramatic changes in heaven and earth, the battlefield of killing blood is completely different..." Lintian took a deep breath and completely accepted the reality in front of him. Whoosh! The next moment, Lintian's figure disappeared. Two hours later. On the Bank of a vast river, Lintian's figure floated down, and there was a little doubt in his eyes. The battlefield of killing blood changed completely. According to his memory, he thought that he would soon find the entrance to the mulberry forest. But did not think, here's the world and his memory is completely different, I do not know how many times bigger! "The setting sun is opposite to the rising sun, which is the camp of our empire" this is a sentence in the animal skin manual given by Zhao Tailai to Lin Xun when he first entered the bloodkilling battlefield in that year. But, at this time of bloodkilling battlefield, there are imperial camp? Lintian thought for a moment, looked at the sky, identified the direction, and planned to start again. Huh? But at this moment, his eyes narrowed. In the divine sense, at the bottom of the river, there was an extremely pure and amazing spiritual atmosphere. He was at the bottom of the river. The river is rolling, and a fist sized crystal is lying quietly at the bottom of the river, emitting a magnificent and illusory divine luster. What is this? As soon as Lintian raised his hand, he took the crystal stone in his hand and looked at it a little. He was surprised. The crystal stone was full of pure and incomparable divine breath, like the legendary "divine Yuan Jing"! Divinity Yuanjing is a kind of treasure that has almost disappeared in the outside world. It is extremely rare. It can be bred only in the place of sacred spiritual vein. The divine power contained in this object has an immeasurable role in promoting the practice of the monks. For example, the cultivation of saints, the general heaven and earth, can not meet the needs of their cultivation, but if there is a divine Yuan Jing, the problem of cultivation can be solved. Such treasures are useless even if they fall into the hands of the monks below the strong in the kingdom. Because the power contained in the divine Yuan Jing is too high and huge for ordinary monks to bear and refine! In Lintian's cognition, this object could not be found in such a big empire. Even in the ancient wasteland, it was only in those ancient orthodoxy. "In the blood killing battlefield, it has been able to condense the divine nature crystal..."Lintian said in his heart, "in this way, even for the saints, this place can be called a place of practice!" He put away the divine Yuan Jing, then swept out from the bottom of the river and started to move. Along the way, after Lin Xun's careful investigation, he collected some divinity crystals one after another in the mountains and rivers. They were big and small. They were all brilliant and full of divinity. In addition, in some mountains where the aura was extremely amazing, there were also some rare miraculous drugs and materials, which were collected by Lintian. At this time, Lintian had completely determined that the nine realms of the top of the world were suitable for the cultivation of the king of longevity. Then the blood killing battlefield can completely meet the needs of the cultivation of the existence of the Holy Land!
