Chapter 1496: 1496
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Some people want to deal with themselves, which is related to the battle in the soul building of Baiyujing, and also related to the upcoming battle of nine domains.
This is the inference made by Lintian.
However, what made him sigh was that the general trend of the world is really different now. At least now, some people do not want to see their own suffering.
For example, the drunk sword old man riding green donkey and hanging sword Hu.
For example, Xiao Yao, the holy land of Tianshu, called the white haired beautiful woman the grandmother of the godmother of wutianjiao.
For example, all the immortals who secretly resisted the disaster all the way.
The enemy is destined to be the people who have made feuds before, such as Tongtian Jianzong, Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, haihun clan, xuandu daozong, wanhuolingshan and so on.
But Lin Xun couldn't make a specific judgment about who was helping him.
"Do good without name?"
Thinking of this, Lintian could not help thinking of what zuijiansou had said -
go ahead boldly!
……
Shenji Pavilion.
Mr. Shen opened the book and enjoyed himself.
On one side, Mr. Miao Xuan gave a cold hum and said, "as expected, many fools jumped out along the way. Do they have to kill this son?"
Mr. Shen said with a smile: "this is hatred. Those old orthodoxy don't think that Lintian can turn the tide in the nine regions battlefield. If it's not because of the general situation of the world, they will be more unscrupulous."
Mr. Miao Xuan sighed: "under the collapse of the nest, is there a complete egg? Even if it is a great hatred, can't it be solved later?"
Mr. Shen closed the book in his hand, his eyes were clear, and said: "because they are in a hurry. If they don't solve this problem now, in the future I'm afraid there won't be many more opportunities. "
Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned, and immediately realized it clearly. He nodded and said, "that's true."
Today's Lintian seems to be almost invincible under the Holy Land!
He has a rich foundation and extraordinary talent. He can influence the world by himself, which is enough to make the old monsters in the ancient wasteland despair.
With Lintian's talent, when he entered the nine regions battlefield, he was destined to become a saint.
The highest Holy Land!
The meaning of these four words alone is enough to frighten those old monsters in the holy land.
What's more, with Lintian's present foundation and fighting power, even if he was the supreme saint, he was definitely not the ordinary supreme saint!
At that time, who would dare to deal with Lintian like this?
"If you don't kill Lintian now, when he comes back from the battlefield of jiuyu, it's time for these ancient orthodoxy to sleep and eat."
Mr. Shen said calmly, "if they don't want to be settled by Lin Xunqiu, they can only seize this last chance and put all their eggs in one basket."
With a long sigh, Mr. Miao Xuan immediately thought of something and said, "elder martial brother, how much hope does this son have to live to return from the jiuyu battlefield?"
Mr. Shen thought about it and said, "it's hard to say, but it's certain that if this son can really survive in the battlefield of the nine realms, when he returns, looking at the whole ancient wasteland, the sage will only bow his head in front of him."
Mr. miaoxuan's eyes were fixed.
He took out the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books and planned to record them.
Mr. Shen said helplessly: "don't remember these. It's just a chat between you and me."
After thinking about it, Mr. Miao Xuan put away his book and pen and asked, "elder martial brother, is there really nothing wrong with this son all the way?"
Mr. Shen began to laugh, broke his fingers and calculated: "drunk swordsman, happy without heaven, night without sky, smile without return, Wei zangyun..."
He read out a series of names, then said: "with so many old guys, it's hard to get rid of a hair."
Mr. Miao Xuan also couldn't help laughing.
He knew that all this was arranged by his senior brother.
Since the battle of Baiyujing came to an end, the elder martial brother seemed to have expected this, so he laid a lot of backhand.
Mr. Miao Xuan asked: "elder martial brother, last question, why do you attach so much importance to this son?"
Mr. Shen was silent for a long time. Then he said: "if there is a glimmer of hope to reverse the defeat of the ancient wasteland in the battlefield of the nine regions, then this glimmer of hope lies in him."
Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned and his mood was shocked.
……
A few days later.
The vast Xingqi sea is full of fog, and islands are scattered on the sea, looming in the fog.
When he arrived here, Lintian loosened a tight string in his heart and turned to look at the way. There was no one in the four fields.
However, Lintian bowed his hand and said with a solemn look: "thank you for seeing me off all the way. Lin Xunmeng will never forget this great kindness."
After that, there was no response.
With a smile, Lintian turned and went to the star chess sea in the distance.
In the dark, which Lintian could not detect, an old man said to himself, "this is a good relationship for all living beings in the ancient wasteland. Take care of yourself, young master."Until seeing Lintian's figure enter the star chess sea, the old man's figure suddenly melted into the void and disappeared.
"Failed?"
On this day, such as Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, xuandu daotong, shenghuojiao, and other ancient daotong who had had a grudge with Lintian, all learned about Lintian's return to Xingqi sea safely.
For a moment, I don't know how many big figures in these orthodoxy were angry about it.
"After that, if you want to kill this son again, I'm afraid there won't be such a good chance."
Some people sigh.
"I hope that this son had better die in the battlefield of jiuyu, otherwise if he comes back alive, he will Who can cure him? "
Some are worried.
All these things happen in the dark, and all living beings in the world are almost unaware of them. However, for those ancient orthodoxy, they know very well that their actions failed again.
……
After returning to the star chess sea, Lintian began to meditate.
Lin Xun didn't disturb him, but he was worried. He didn't know when Zhao Jingxuan would come to join them.
In the following days, while honing his accomplishments, Lintian used the way of stone carving to interpret his own way.
With each passing day, stone statues gradually piled up around him.
These stone statues are lifelike, full of indescribable charm of the road, each of which can be regarded as the embodiment of Lintian's own way.
Carving stone statues is like remolding the road again and again, pouring Lintian's understanding of the road. Therefore, each stone statue presents a very different flavor.
In this process, although Lintian's realm had not changed, his understanding of the great road was completely precipitated.
The more abundant the precipitation is, the more amazing the sublimation will be when it breaks out!
The only regret is that each stone statue lacks a pair of eyes.
That pair of eyes is the opportunity to become sage.
In short, in the search for the path of longevity, Lintian had reached the point of perfection, and now he was only one chance away.
A chance to become a saint!
……
Three months later, news came out that emperor SHAOHAO had triggered a robbery of Chengsheng Dao, killed nine heavenly gods and thunders, broke through the clouds of robbery, and became a saint at Jueming.
As soon as the news came out, the whole ancient wasteland was shocked.
It can be said that since the three taboos came over the ancient wasteland, Emperor SHAOHAO has been the only one who has become a saint!
Who can not pay attention to such a big event?
Compared with the wave of Lintian's defeat of foreign enemies in Baiyujing three months ago, the feat of emperor SHAOHAO's becoming a saint is undoubtedly more sensational.
"Ha ha, as long as there are people who have become saints at the top of the mountain, I can finally see some hope in the ancient wasteland in this battle of nine realms."
I don't know how many strong people are cheering.
Emperor SHAOHAO also suddenly became the world's attention of a scorching sun, powerful.
Under the holy land, they are like ants.
Compared with the path of longevity, Shengjing is a completely different existence. If emperor SHAOHAO becomes a saint in one fell swoop, he will be completely different from others.
But not long after the sensation caused by Emperor SHAOHAO subsided, there was news that the descendants of the rosefinch danced like fairies, causing the great disaster of becoming a saint and stepping on the top of the Holy Land!
For a moment, the whole ancient wasteland was boiling.
Under the background of the coming battle of the nine realms, some peerless figures such as emperor SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy have set foot on the top of the mountain. How can they not inspire people?
"The second one!"
Some of the ancient orthodoxy have realized that under such a great background, the ancient wasteland is really different from the past.
People can't help but look forward to whether the ancient wasteland will be able to change the inevitable outcome of defeat in the past after the coming of the nine domain battle?
"I don't know when the devil Lin will be promoted to the top of the mountain?"
Many people thought of Lintian.
Because when it comes to the details, fighting power and talent, Lintian is not inferior to his emperors SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy.
But it's a pity that in the future, no one will become a saint, and Lintian is no exception.
"In the past, the same realm, belong to the Lin demon God alone, a unique show, but now, the emperor SHAOHAO, if dance fairy as peerless double pride, go hand in hand."
"After all, Lintian and them were far from each other. They were so different that they could not be compared."
"That's true. When the battlefield of the nine realms is opened, the emperor SHAOHAO and the ruowu fairy will surely be the leaders of our ancient wasteland."
This kind of discussion is playing out in different areas of the ancient wasteland.
But it had no effect on Lintian, because he was in seclusion in the sea of star chess. He was almost isolated from the world, so he didn't know the news.
As time goes on, unconsciously, a year has passed since returning to Xingqi sea for meditation.In one year, a lot of great things happened in the ancient wasteland.
For example, the major ancient Daoists have begun to make preparations for the coming competition among the nine regions.
For example, some of the top figures failed to attack the holy land, and their bodies disappeared, causing many sighs.
This day.
Lintian was sitting on the top of a mountain on an island. He was carving a stone statue with a casual and leisurely manner. A carving knife was picked by him and was flying.
All of a sudden, he was moved in his heart and suddenly looked up at the Bank of the star chess sea in the distance.
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Some people want to deal with themselves, which is related to the battle in the soul building of Baiyujing, and also related to the upcoming battle of nine domains.
This is the inference made by Lintian.
However, what made him sigh was that the general trend of the world is really different now. At least now, some people do not want to see their own suffering.
For example, the drunk sword old man riding green donkey and hanging sword Hu.
For example, Xiao Yao, the holy land of Tianshu, called the white haired beautiful woman the grandmother of the godmother of wutianjiao.
For example, all the immortals who secretly resisted the disaster all the way.
The enemy is destined to be the people who have made feuds before, such as Tongtian Jianzong, Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, haihun clan, xuandu daozong, wanhuolingshan and so on.
But Lin Xun couldn't make a specific judgment about who was helping him.
"Do good without name?"
Thinking of this, Lintian could not help thinking of what zuijiansou had said -
go ahead boldly!
……
Shenji Pavilion.
Mr. Shen opened the book and enjoyed himself.
On one side, Mr. Miao Xuan gave a cold hum and said, "as expected, many fools jumped out along the way. Do they have to kill this son?"
Mr. Shen said with a smile: "this is hatred. Those old orthodoxy don't think that Lintian can turn the tide in the nine regions battlefield. If it's not because of the general situation of the world, they will be more unscrupulous."
Mr. Miao Xuan sighed: "under the collapse of the nest, is there a complete egg? Even if it is a great hatred, can't it be solved later?"
Mr. Shen closed the book in his hand, his eyes were clear, and said: "because they are in a hurry. If they don't solve this problem now, in the future I'm afraid there won't be many more opportunities. "
Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned, and immediately realized it clearly. He nodded and said, "that's true."
Today's Lintian seems to be almost invincible under the Holy Land!
He has a rich foundation and extraordinary talent. He can influence the world by himself, which is enough to make the old monsters in the ancient wasteland despair.
With Lintian's talent, when he entered the nine regions battlefield, he was destined to become a saint.
The highest Holy Land!
The meaning of these four words alone is enough to frighten those old monsters in the holy land.
What's more, with Lintian's present foundation and fighting power, even if he was the supreme saint, he was definitely not the ordinary supreme saint!
At that time, who would dare to deal with Lintian like this?
"If you don't kill Lintian now, when he comes back from the battlefield of jiuyu, it's time for these ancient orthodoxy to sleep and eat."
Mr. Shen said calmly, "if they don't want to be settled by Lin Xunqiu, they can only seize this last chance and put all their eggs in one basket."
With a long sigh, Mr. Miao Xuan immediately thought of something and said, "elder martial brother, how much hope does this son have to live to return from the jiuyu battlefield?"
Mr. Shen thought about it and said, "it's hard to say, but it's certain that if this son can really survive in the battlefield of the nine realms, when he returns, looking at the whole ancient wasteland, the sage will only bow his head in front of him."
Mr. miaoxuan's eyes were fixed.
He took out the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books and planned to record them.
Mr. Shen said helplessly: "don't remember these. It's just a chat between you and me."
After thinking about it, Mr. Miao Xuan put away his book and pen and asked, "elder martial brother, is there really nothing wrong with this son all the way?"
Mr. Shen began to laugh, broke his fingers and calculated: "drunk swordsman, happy without heaven, night without sky, smile without return, Wei zangyun..."
He read out a series of names, then said: "with so many old guys, it's hard to get rid of a hair."
Mr. Miao Xuan also couldn't help laughing.
He knew that all this was arranged by his senior brother.
Since the battle of Baiyujing came to an end, the elder martial brother seemed to have expected this, so he laid a lot of backhand.
Mr. Miao Xuan asked: "elder martial brother, last question, why do you attach so much importance to this son?"
Mr. Shen was silent for a long time. Then he said: "if there is a glimmer of hope to reverse the defeat of the ancient wasteland in the battlefield of the nine regions, then this glimmer of hope lies in him."
Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned and his mood was shocked.
……
A few days later.
The vast Xingqi sea is full of fog, and islands are scattered on the sea, looming in the fog.
When he arrived here, Lintian loosened a tight string in his heart and turned to look at the way. There was no one in the four fields.
However, Lintian bowed his hand and said with a solemn look: "thank you for seeing me off all the way. Lin Xunmeng will never forget this great kindness."
After that, there was no response.
With a smile, Lintian turned and went to the star chess sea in the distance.
In the dark, which Lintian could not detect, an old man said to himself, "this is a good relationship for all living beings in the ancient wasteland. Take care of yourself, young master."Until seeing Lintian's figure enter the star chess sea, the old man's figure suddenly melted into the void and disappeared.
"Failed?"
On this day, such as Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, xuandu daotong, shenghuojiao, and other ancient daotong who had had a grudge with Lintian, all learned about Lintian's return to Xingqi sea safely.
For a moment, I don't know how many big figures in these orthodoxy were angry about it.
"After that, if you want to kill this son again, I'm afraid there won't be such a good chance."
Some people sigh.
"I hope that this son had better die in the battlefield of jiuyu, otherwise if he comes back alive, he will Who can cure him? "
Some are worried.
All these things happen in the dark, and all living beings in the world are almost unaware of them. However, for those ancient orthodoxy, they know very well that their actions failed again.
……
After returning to the star chess sea, Lintian began to meditate.
Lin Xun didn't disturb him, but he was worried. He didn't know when Zhao Jingxuan would come to join them.
In the following days, while honing his accomplishments, Lintian used the way of stone carving to interpret his own way.
With each passing day, stone statues gradually piled up around him.
These stone statues are lifelike, full of indescribable charm of the road, each of which can be regarded as the embodiment of Lintian's own way.
Carving stone statues is like remolding the road again and again, pouring Lintian's understanding of the road. Therefore, each stone statue presents a very different flavor.
In this process, although Lintian's realm had not changed, his understanding of the great road was completely precipitated.
The more abundant the precipitation is, the more amazing the sublimation will be when it breaks out!
The only regret is that each stone statue lacks a pair of eyes.
That pair of eyes is the opportunity to become sage.
In short, in the search for the path of longevity, Lintian had reached the point of perfection, and now he was only one chance away.
A chance to become a saint!
……
Three months later, news came out that emperor SHAOHAO had triggered a robbery of Chengsheng Dao, killed nine heavenly gods and thunders, broke through the clouds of robbery, and became a saint at Jueming.
As soon as the news came out, the whole ancient wasteland was shocked.
It can be said that since the three taboos came over the ancient wasteland, Emperor SHAOHAO has been the only one who has become a saint!
Who can not pay attention to such a big event?
Compared with the wave of Lintian's defeat of foreign enemies in Baiyujing three months ago, the feat of emperor SHAOHAO's becoming a saint is undoubtedly more sensational.
"Ha ha, as long as there are people who have become saints at the top of the mountain, I can finally see some hope in the ancient wasteland in this battle of nine realms."
I don't know how many strong people are cheering.
Emperor SHAOHAO also suddenly became the world's attention of a scorching sun, powerful.
Under the holy land, they are like ants.
Compared with the path of longevity, Shengjing is a completely different existence. If emperor SHAOHAO becomes a saint in one fell swoop, he will be completely different from others.
But not long after the sensation caused by Emperor SHAOHAO subsided, there was news that the descendants of the rosefinch danced like fairies, causing the great disaster of becoming a saint and stepping on the top of the Holy Land!
For a moment, the whole ancient wasteland was boiling.
Under the background of the coming battle of the nine realms, some peerless figures such as emperor SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy have set foot on the top of the mountain. How can they not inspire people?
"The second one!"
Some of the ancient orthodoxy have realized that under such a great background, the ancient wasteland is really different from the past.
People can't help but look forward to whether the ancient wasteland will be able to change the inevitable outcome of defeat in the past after the coming of the nine domain battle?
"I don't know when the devil Lin will be promoted to the top of the mountain?"
Many people thought of Lintian.
Because when it comes to the details, fighting power and talent, Lintian is not inferior to his emperors SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy.
But it's a pity that in the future, no one will become a saint, and Lintian is no exception.
"In the past, the same realm, belong to the Lin demon God alone, a unique show, but now, the emperor SHAOHAO, if dance fairy as peerless double pride, go hand in hand."
"After all, Lintian and them were far from each other. They were so different that they could not be compared."
"That's true. When the battlefield of the nine realms is opened, the emperor SHAOHAO and the ruowu fairy will surely be the leaders of our ancient wasteland."
This kind of discussion is playing out in different areas of the ancient wasteland.
But it had no effect on Lintian, because he was in seclusion in the sea of star chess. He was almost isolated from the world, so he didn't know the news.
As time goes on, unconsciously, a year has passed since returning to Xingqi sea for meditation.In one year, a lot of great things happened in the ancient wasteland.
For example, the major ancient Daoists have begun to make preparations for the coming competition among the nine regions.
For example, some of the top figures failed to attack the holy land, and their bodies disappeared, causing many sighs.
This day.
Lintian was sitting on the top of a mountain on an island. He was carving a stone statue with a casual and leisurely manner. A carving knife was picked by him and was flying.
All of a sudden, he was moved in his heart and suddenly looked up at the Bank of the star chess sea in the distance.
Some people want to deal with themselves, which is related to the battle in the soul building of Baiyujing, and also related to the upcoming battle of nine domains. This is the inference made by Lintian. However, what made him sigh was that the general trend of the world is really different now. At least now, some people do not want to see their own suffering. For example, the drunk sword old man riding green donkey and hanging sword Hu. For example, Xiao Yao, the holy land of Tianshu, called the white haired beautiful woman the grandmother of the godmother of wutianjiao. For example, all the immortals who secretly resisted the disaster all the way. The enemy is destined to be the people who have made feuds before, such as Tongtian Jianzong, Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, haihun clan, xuandu daozong, wanhuolingshan and so on. But Lin Xun couldn't make a specific judgment about who was helping him. "Do good without name?" Thinking of this, Lintian could not help thinking of what zuijiansou had said - go ahead boldly! Shenji Pavilion. Mr. Shen opened the book and enjoyed himself. On one side, Mr. Miao Xuan gave a cold hum and said, "as expected, many fools jumped out along the way. Do they have to kill this son?" Mr. Shen said with a smile: "this is hatred. Those old orthodoxy don't think that Lintian can turn the tide in the nine regions battlefield. If it's not because of the general situation of the world, they will be more unscrupulous." Mr. Miao Xuan sighed: "under the collapse of the nest, is there a complete egg? Even if it is a great hatred, can't it be solved later?" Mr. Shen closed the book in his hand, his eyes were clear, and said: "because they are in a hurry. If they don't solve this problem now, in the future I'm afraid there won't be many more opportunities. " Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned, and immediately realized it clearly. He nodded and said, "that's true." Today's Lintian seems to be almost invincible under the Holy Land! He has a rich foundation and extraordinary talent. He can influence the world by himself, which is enough to make the old monsters in the ancient wasteland despair. With Lintian's talent, when he entered the nine regions battlefield, he was destined to become a saint. The highest Holy Land! The meaning of these four words alone is enough to frighten those old monsters in the holy land. What's more, with Lintian's present foundation and fighting power, even if he was the supreme saint, he was definitely not the ordinary supreme saint! At that time, who would dare to deal with Lintian like this? "If you don't kill Lintian now, when he comes back from the battlefield of jiuyu, it's time for these ancient orthodoxy to sleep and eat." Mr. Shen said calmly, "if they don't want to be settled by Lin Xunqiu, they can only seize this last chance and put all their eggs in one basket." With a long sigh, Mr. Miao Xuan immediately thought of something and said, "elder martial brother, how much hope does this son have to live to return from the jiuyu battlefield?" Mr. Shen thought about it and said, "it's hard to say, but it's certain that if this son can really survive in the battlefield of the nine realms, when he returns, looking at the whole ancient wasteland, the sage will only bow his head in front of him." Mr. miaoxuan's eyes were fixed. He took out the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books and planned to record them. Mr. Shen said helplessly: "don't remember these. It's just a chat between you and me." After thinking about it, Mr. Miao Xuan put away his book and pen and asked, "elder martial brother, is there really nothing wrong with this son all the way?" Mr. Shen began to laugh, broke his fingers and calculated: "drunk swordsman, happy without heaven, night without sky, smile without return, Wei zangyun..." He read out a series of names, then said: "with so many old guys, it's hard to get rid of a hair." Mr. Miao Xuan also couldn't help laughing. He knew that all this was arranged by his senior brother. Since the battle of Baiyujing came to an end, the elder martial brother seemed to have expected this, so he laid a lot of backhand. Mr. Miao Xuan asked: "elder martial brother, last question, why do you attach so much importance to this son?" Mr. Shen was silent for a long time. Then he said: "if there is a glimmer of hope to reverse the defeat of the ancient wasteland in the battlefield of the nine regions, then this glimmer of hope lies in him." Mr. Miao Xuan was stunned and his mood was shocked. A few days later. The vast Xingqi sea is full of fog, and islands are scattered on the sea, looming in the fog. When he arrived here, Lintian loosened a tight string in his heart and turned to look at the way. There was no one in the four fields. However, Lintian bowed his hand and said with a solemn look: "thank you for seeing me off all the way. Lin Xunmeng will never forget this great kindness." After that, there was no response. With a smile, Lintian turned and went to the star chess sea in the distance. In the dark, which Lintian could not detect, an old man said to himself, "this is a good relationship for all living beings in the ancient wasteland. Take care of yourself, young master."Until seeing Lintian's figure enter the star chess sea, the old man's figure suddenly melted into the void and disappeared. "Failed?" On this day, such as Tianshu holy land, Heiyan Tiangou clan, Jinwu Yimai, xuandu daotong, shenghuojiao, and other ancient daotong who had had a grudge with Lintian, all learned about Lintian's return to Xingqi sea safely. For a moment, I don't know how many big figures in these orthodoxy were angry about it. "After that, if you want to kill this son again, I'm afraid there won't be such a good chance." Some people sigh. "I hope that this son had better die in the battlefield of jiuyu, otherwise if he comes back alive, he will Who can cure him? " Some are worried. All these things happen in the dark, and all living beings in the world are almost unaware of them. However, for those ancient orthodoxy, they know very well that their actions failed again. After returning to the star chess sea, Lintian began to meditate. Lin Xun didn't disturb him, but he was worried. He didn't know when Zhao Jingxuan would come to join them. In the following days, while honing his accomplishments, Lintian used the way of stone carving to interpret his own way. With each passing day, stone statues gradually piled up around him. These stone statues are lifelike, full of indescribable charm of the road, each of which can be regarded as the embodiment of Lintian's own way. Carving stone statues is like remolding the road again and again, pouring Lintian's understanding of the road. Therefore, each stone statue presents a very different flavor. In this process, although Lintian's realm had not changed, his understanding of the great road was completely precipitated. The more abundant the precipitation is, the more amazing the sublimation will be when it breaks out! The only regret is that each stone statue lacks a pair of eyes. That pair of eyes is the opportunity to become sage. In short, in the search for the path of longevity, Lintian had reached the point of perfection, and now he was only one chance away. A chance to become a saint! Three months later, news came out that emperor SHAOHAO had triggered a robbery of Chengsheng Dao, killed nine heavenly gods and thunders, broke through the clouds of robbery, and became a saint at Jueming. As soon as the news came out, the whole ancient wasteland was shocked. It can be said that since the three taboos came over the ancient wasteland, Emperor SHAOHAO has been the only one who has become a saint! Who can not pay attention to such a big event? Compared with the wave of Lintian's defeat of foreign enemies in Baiyujing three months ago, the feat of emperor SHAOHAO's becoming a saint is undoubtedly more sensational. "Ha ha, as long as there are people who have become saints at the top of the mountain, I can finally see some hope in the ancient wasteland in this battle of nine realms." I don't know how many strong people are cheering. Emperor SHAOHAO also suddenly became the world's attention of a scorching sun, powerful. Under the holy land, they are like ants. Compared with the path of longevity, Shengjing is a completely different existence. If emperor SHAOHAO becomes a saint in one fell swoop, he will be completely different from others. But not long after the sensation caused by Emperor SHAOHAO subsided, there was news that the descendants of the rosefinch danced like fairies, causing the great disaster of becoming a saint and stepping on the top of the Holy Land! For a moment, the whole ancient wasteland was boiling. Under the background of the coming battle of the nine realms, some peerless figures such as emperor SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy have set foot on the top of the mountain. How can they not inspire people? "The second one!" Some of the ancient orthodoxy have realized that under such a great background, the ancient wasteland is really different from the past. People can't help but look forward to whether the ancient wasteland will be able to change the inevitable outcome of defeat in the past after the coming of the nine domain battle? "I don't know when the devil Lin will be promoted to the top of the mountain?" Many people thought of Lintian. Because when it comes to the details, fighting power and talent, Lintian is not inferior to his emperors SHAOHAO and ruowu fairy. But it's a pity that in the future, no one will become a saint, and Lintian is no exception. "In the past, the same realm, belong to the Lin demon God alone, a unique show, but now, the emperor SHAOHAO, if dance fairy as peerless double pride, go hand in hand." "After all, Lintian and them were far from each other. They were so different that they could not be compared." "That's true. When the battlefield of the nine realms is opened, the emperor SHAOHAO and the ruowu fairy will surely be the leaders of our ancient wasteland." This kind of discussion is playing out in different areas of the ancient wasteland. But it had no effect on Lintian, because he was in seclusion in the sea of star chess. He was almost isolated from the world, so he didn't know the news. As time goes on, unconsciously, a year has passed since returning to Xingqi sea for meditation.In one year, a lot of great things happened in the ancient wasteland. For example, the major ancient Daoists have begun to make preparations for the coming competition among the nine regions. For example, some of the top figures failed to attack the holy land, and their bodies disappeared, causing many sighs. This day. Lintian was sitting on the top of a mountain on an island. He was carving a stone statue with a casual and leisurely manner. A carving knife was picked by him and was flying. All of a sudden, he was moved in his heart and suddenly looked up at the Bank of the star chess sea in the distance.
