Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

The coercion of the intertwined sword net gradually loomed. Lin Qin raised his eyes, and there was a flash of divine light in his eyes.

What is the fifth level? The heavens and the earth are bred, and the supernatural powers are self-generated!
If the fourth level is the ultimate pursuit of countless warriors, then the fifth level requires personal epiphany to step into it. It is an existence beyond the ordinary human body and can control the world.

"Wang Qianren, open your eyes well today, and let you see what is called the real fifth step!"

It has been rumored that Wang Qianren's strength is infinitely close to the fifth level, but no matter how close it is, it is a world of difference from really stepping into it.

Lin Qin opened his palms slightly and placed them on his chest. There was a slight fluorescent light between his ten fingers. He took a deep breath and moved his ten fingers suddenly.

I saw the rays of light swaying from the fingers intertwined like a rainbow, and gradually a shocking scene happened.

Under the influence of Lin Qin's fingers, invisible and colorless silk threads emerged from his fingertips, piercing through the sword web on the sky, almost in the blink of an eye, the sword web seemed to be entangled by a layer of spider web.

At this moment, Lin Qin's expression trembled. His ten fingers were already crystal clear, and then he bent down suddenly and pulled towards the ground.

"Crackling... crackling..."

The sword blades all over the sky were pulled by bare hands, and under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, all of them were shattered, and the Tianji sword net burst into pieces!

"This...how is this possible?"

Wang Qianren's face changed completely, and then he had a splitting headache.

This Tianji sword net condenses his infinite spiritual consciousness, and now it is being pulled apart alive, as if a piece of good skin on his body has been torn off by someone with brute force, shaking Wang Qianren violently, causing a sharp spasm of pain .

However, Lin Qin did not stop.

He took a step forward, quickly sketched complicated patterns in the air with his crystal clear hands, and then pushed in the air.

This pattern suddenly appeared with a silver light, and all the spiritual energy in the sky was gathered into the pattern, and it actually condensed into the appearance of a divine cow.

"Wang Qianren, I'm going to give you another trick now, and try my skill of controlling the spirit and forming images!"

"The truth about the divine cow!"

Lin Qin swiped his bare hands in front of him, as if sounding the horn of attack.

This divine cow transformed by aura is like a living thing, stepping on it against the air, every step shakes the world, and it rushes towards Wang Qianren.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Qin has descended from the heavens and possessed the art of controlling spirits, and everyone's expression changed drastically.

If it is said that Wang Qianren's secret sword net makes people's hearts tremble, then the secret skill of the divine cow that Lin Qin is using now makes people completely desperate.

"Boom..."

Facing this divine bull, Wang Qianren smelled the breath of death.

In desperation, he mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, and the sword of life slashed in vain, and another huge sword glow rushed out.

"Oh!"

The moment Jianmang came into contact with the divine bull, it was smashed to pieces. One must know that the Fate Sword was formed by Wang Qianren's ten years of painstaking practice. With a full blow, even the top of a mountain can be flattened. How tenacious it is.

But now it was such an indestructible sword light that it didn't even hurt the fur of the divine cow.

The divine bull shrunk to an inch, and rushed to Wang Qianren's body.

"Grass!!!"

Under Wang Qianren's curse, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the blood-stained blood sword suddenly lit up, and it was inserted in front of him, spinning a dazzling red light.

The three-foot position in front of Wang Qianren immediately formed a red light wall shield as thin as a cicada's wings. Although it was extremely thin, no one would doubt its defensive ability.

Inside the wall shield, the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was tumbling, and the true energy was surging. I am afraid that the intensity is stronger than the steel plate.

"boom--"

In an attacking posture, the two horns of the divine bull slammed directly into the red light wall shield.

The wall shield trembled slightly, and unexpectedly blocked the impact like a cannonball.

"Haha, Master Lin, don't think that my decades of hard work can be easily defeated by you?"

Wang Qianren saw that the divine bull backed up a few steps due to the shock force and was knocked dizzy. The scene was funny.

"Oh, really?"

Lin Qin's complexion didn't fluctuate at all, but invisible and colorless silk threads emerged from his ten fingers again, connecting with the divine cow.

"Moo-"

All of a sudden, the divine bull raised its head and roared to the sky!

The surface of the whole body is like a tadpole, and lines of talismans are quickly formed, which seems to be irrigated with gold liquid, and the whole cow becomes golden.

"call!"

As if completing some kind of sacrifice, the divine bull was so bullish, as if it was going to burn a hole in the sky.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Yinlong Panshan turned pale. Is this still martial arts?
Just like the rumored puppet art, the coercive power displayed by this magical cow makes people feel frightened!
"Wang Qianren, can you still block this collision?"

Lin Qin looked over and said leisurely.

The smile on Wang Qianren's face finally disappeared, and was replaced by an incomparably dignified one. The rising sense of crisis in his heart made him tremble slightly.

Although Wang Qianren is the No. 1 martial artist in the Yuebei area, he has devoted himself to studying his own martial arts, and with years of accumulated combat experience, he has become one with the aura of heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, compared with Lin Qin's fifth-order martial artist, he is still slightly inferior.

Lin Qin held his hands together, the divine bull charged up, and the golden light shot up to the sky!
Even if there is a hill in front of him at this time, the divine bull will smash it into pieces.

"Rui'er, have you seen it? That is the magical skill of the Murong family!"

Murong Zong suddenly became excited, staring at the living creature not far away, he burst into tears.

That's right, you can't go wrong!

Among the three major families, the Murong family's magical skill [Shen Nian Jue] is undoubtedly ranked first.

But in these years, no one has ever been able to cultivate to the state of Dzogchen, which caused the Murong family's strength to be in vain, and once fell to the tail of the crane.

For this reason, each generation of patriarchs has painstakingly trained the younger generation, hoping that one day they can restore the superior technique of [Shen Nian Jue].

Create beasts with thoughts, drive them with gods!
Once the [Spiritual Mind Jue] has been refined to the highest level, and you can control all beasts, who can but me!
Isn't the divine bull cast by Lin Qin in front of him the ultimate arrogance of [Shen Nian Jue]?
"Grandpa, are you talking about the divine skill of [True Beast Control]?"

It was the first time for Murong Rui to see her grandfather so excited, she couldn't help looking at the golden bull in the sky, her eyes became blurred.

And the other warriors had seen this divine bull long ago, their eyes were shining, and the divine beasts ridden by the gods in Journey to the West suddenly popped up in their minds, maybe they had such expressions!
Wang Qianren looked at the breathing cow in front of him, with a look of despair on his face. At the same time, he was shocked. He had also encountered many spirit monsters, but they were far less terrifying than the sense of coercion brought by this cow.

He didn't want to deceive himself and others, his condensed red light wall shield couldn't resist the attack of this divine bull at all.

"Haha... I thought I was No. 1 under the three major families and the three sects, and the others were not worth mentioning under my sword."