Immortal Sword Master

The Phantom Clan, a race that has used Dao to such an extreme level, also has such a terrifying blood. In Lin Xin's eyes at this time, it was completely a humanoid mobile treasury.

He just killed two Huanguang clansmen, and he felt a breakthrough in his daoism.

Each of these masters of the Phantom Light Clan has lived for at least a thousand years, with so many memory fragments and so many insights into various Taoisms. For Lin Xin now, they are undoubtedly absolute treasures.

So as soon as he got on the ship, he immediately ordered the siege of the god of joy.

The God of Joy was obviously injured in the confrontation with the existence in the evil temple.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, you can use your subordinates to test the severity of its injuries.

Anyway, these subordinates can be controlled again at any time, and they have no scruples about being consumed if they die.

Owner.

Yinmantu, Kekesai, and White Snake also slowly landed on the deck at this time, each surrounded by a circle of bugs.

How is the result?

Lin Xin asked casually.

The previous plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so Lin Xin made the first move, and the other three found opportunities to sneak into the Evil God Temple from other places, trying to steal the Evil God Soldiers.

But judging from the expressions of the three of them at this time, there may be some changes.

Reporting to Master, the Evil God Soldier was planted on an altar under the Evil God Temple, without any guards around.

but....

The white snake is the answer.

explain.

Lin Xin's eyes sharpened, and he trembled in fright.

But the evil god soldier and I can't even get close to it. According to the master's domain, this god soldier is definitely a sixth-rank level, not to mention the original scene soul domain, and self-awareness...

After the White Snake finished speaking all at once, he also showed a decadent expression on his face.

White Snake is right. As soon as we approached, we felt that the blood in our body was out of control, as if we might be drawn away at any time, and we didn't dare to take a step closer. Kekesai the golden beetle answered helplessly.

Yin Mantu just nodded and didn't speak, but her breath was obviously weak, which was obviously because of the accident.

Evil God Soldier... Lin Xin lowered his eyes and licked his lips. I need to retreat, let's talk about it tomorrow.

After he finished speaking, he ignored the three of them, strode directly into the cabin, and quickly disappeared into the dark hatch.

Except for Yin Mantuo, the three monsters, the other two were a little frightened, but they were not sure whether Lin Xin was angry or calm.

What they are worried about is that if they can't show that they are strong enough to be useful, they are afraid that the master may find another monster to take their place in minutes.

As for the consequences of being replaced, just look at the bee swarms that were driven to be cannon fodder.

On the other hand, Inmanto looked calm, and glanced at the Banshee Queen who was laying eggs in pain on the deck, and there were a large number of blood-sucking mosquitoes constantly injecting her with the nutrients needed for laying eggs.

She herself followed silently into the cabin.

The other two looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

Back in the exclusive room, Lin Xin closed the door tightly and threw out three of the strongest protective formation disks. Immediately, complex formation patterns of red, blue and yellow appeared on the wall of the entire room, and then quickly disappeared.

Lin Xin fell directly on the bed, closed his eyes, and mobilized the memory fragments of the powerful Phantom Clan members stored in the imprint of the lord on his chest.

The memory fragments of the two Mirages slowly played back in front of his eyes like a movie.

Time passed slowly. His expression also calmed down a little, from the violent distortion before, an unusual calm and solemnity emerged.

Boom boom boom.

Suddenly the door was knocked slowly.

who.

Lin Xin opened one eye, and glanced at the door coldly.

Yes...it's me, Brother Lin. Zhao Ke's voice came from outside the door with some trepidation.

What's up?

Lin Xin's tone softened.

Uh...that's how it is, Brother Lin, we want to ask, when can we go on the deck to relax, and when can we go to Nanfu?

He paused, Captain Zhou and the others can't stand the huddle in the cabin.

Lin Xin sat up, her long blood-red hair hung down like tassels, scattered on the bed, like the best silk, soft and silky.

It's coming soon, don't worry, I've already made arrangements, and in half a month, I should be able to arrive in Nanfu... Soon, soon.

Lin Xin's tone became gentler, with a reassuring calmness.

As for the deck, we are currently in the most dangerous area of ​​Outland. Have you seen the bug swarms outside the window? These bugs are just the weakest kind here. I also asked Inmanto to stop you for your safety. Go to the deck. Lin Xin paused, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

So, please tell everyone, don't be afraid, don't panic, be patient, and you will be able to leave Outland soon.

That's it... Zhao Ke hesitated for a moment before revealing a dazed tone, Okay then, I'll go and comfort everyone. Brother Lin, excuse me, you should go to bed earlier.

Well, go, go back and have a good rest.

Lin Xin replied gently.

OK.

Zhao Ke responded, and the footsteps slowly left.

Lin Xin lowered his head and looked out the window.

Boom!

He suddenly grabbed the bedding on the bed, and an indescribably familiar pain rushed over again.

Open...begin...to...

A distorted look appeared on Lin Xin's face, and he frantically began to mobilize the memory fragments in the lord's imprint. In severe pain, his thinking was more than twice as fast as usual. Some key points that he couldn't figure out before, but he completely understood and perfected them in a flash .

Stretching out his hand, he began to self-mutilate again. The palm of his hand cut open his belly like scissors, tearing along the wound, as if pulling two unsewn rags. Clenching the flesh with his fists tightly, he squeezed out the blood like a rag, but the blood flowed back to the wound automatically like a living thing.

On the other hand, very quickly, in the memory fragments of the Phantom Light Clan strongman, a large amount of comprehension about Taoism and will was quickly absorbed by his sponge like a stream of water.

The first sharp pain subsided quickly and slowly.

Lin Xin stopped his high-speed thinking, and then he was shocked to find that he had sorted out more than ten kinds of brand-new Taoisms that he had never encountered before from the memory fragments. And all integrated comprehension.

In the middle of the night, during the second severe pain.

Because he comprehended more and more types of Taoism, the similar parts of the same type became faster and faster. When the severe pain subsided, Lin Xin had already integrated and comprehended more than 30 types.

And there are even hundreds of types of Taoism in the memory fragments! All of which he had never seen before.

From the memory fragments, Lin Xin realized that the Phantom Light Clan is completely a mysterious group that focuses on the realm of perception. They all rely on the incomparably tyrannical will and soul domain to fight. Compared with other ethnic groups, it happened to be an extremely suitable warehouse for him to collect materials.

After the third severe pain passed, Lin Xin sorted out more types of Taoism.

In one night, through the terrifying increase in comprehension and the auxiliary comprehension of memory fragments, he thoroughly understood hundreds of new Taoisms of the Phantom Light Clan.

Including his previous insights, there are more than 400 different Taoisms accumulated in total.

He could faintly feel that his Yuan Dou magic power seemed to be getting looser and looser, and the magic pills in his body were gathering more and more densely. Each of these magic pills represented a kind of Taoist essence he had comprehended.

As he comprehended more, a large number of magic pills were gradually divided into five types of magic pills in his body, including gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Among them, the five types of magic pills were still faintly connected with each other like mist.

Incomparably complicated to form a chaotic color space.

Sure enough, coming to Outland is the key to my real breakthrough.

The third time the severe pain subsided, Lin Xin opened his tired eyes, but there was indescribable joy and cruelty in his eyes.

Youfu wants him to die, so he must live! And live better than anyone else, stronger than anyone else!

He doesn't believe it, he has such a strong trump card of attributes and abilities, is he afraid that he won't be able to break free from the shackles of the will of the Youfu?

*************************

roll!!

On the gray and white plain, a large blue light spot suddenly exploded.

The black swarm of insects lost a large hole in just an instant, and all the original insects in the openings turned into a large number of light spots and disappeared.

The color of the blue light group on the head of the God of Joy is constantly changing in shades, showing that he is extremely excited.

A boring trick. He seemed to turn his head and looked around.

Evil thoughts call. He stretched out his hand, squeezed it, and let it go.

At the feet of the God of Joy, a large group of white human masks flew out of his robe, all of which were abnormally twisted, and flew towards the surrounding bugs, catching the right ones and fighting each other.

At this time, there were countless insect corpses lying on the ground. It is not known how many he killed.

Seemingly seeing that the human sea tactics were ineffective, all the insects seemed to have been ordered to scatter quickly, flying towards the distant night sky, and soon disappeared.

The God of Joy didn't chase after him, but just stopped the human mask and quietly watched the direction where the swarm disappeared.

Cultivator of the human race...I will find you out sooner or later...

On the other side, there are dark corners near the ruins.

Some men in black robes with white masks came out of the darkness cautiously, looking around for the situation outside.

They are the enslaved Kazakhs who live here. As the strongest ethnic group in the vicinity, each of the enslaved Kazakhs has a tyrannical racial talent. They have a powerful defensive shell from birth, and they can also connect with each other. Make a call. There is also the natural ability to escape from the ground, which also causes them to live more underground.

As soon as these people got out, they were swarmed by swarms of purple bees, and some of them with high cultivation levels managed to hide underground.

But more people didn't have time to escape, they were directly surrounded by bee swarms and other bugs, and they were eaten into several pieces of clothes with just one breath.

Not even a skeletal bone remained.

At the same time, most of the enslaved Kazakhs who had perfected their activities were constantly attacked and killed by swarms of bees and blood-sucking mosquitoes.

It took only half an hour to enslave a large number of Kazakhs, and nearly a thousand were slaughtered.

A large number of masters were quickly dispatched from the evil temple to attack in all directions, constantly killing the attacking insect swarm.

But the speed of killing insects is obviously far inferior to the speed at which the clansmen are killed. Enslaving all the Kazakhs simply no longer appears, but the authority retreats to the underground city.

Each of such a large group of bugs has at least the speed and explosive power of the second-rank level, and there are even some third-rank bugs with body-protecting monster aura among them.

It's not that the enslaved Kazakhs have never seen bugs of this level, but that there are too many bugs at this level.

Even the banshee bee colony with the fastest spawning speed and the largest population nearby is only such a number.

But the strength of these bee colonies far exceeds that of the banshee bees.

The swarms of bees were constantly killing, and Lin Xinduan was sitting in the central empty boat, a large amount of blood energy and memory fragments were constantly gathering on him through feedback and the lord's imprint.

The memory fragments of thousands of people were squeezed in at once, and even he was showing pain at this moment. (To be continued ~^~.)