Infinity Throne

Zhennan King’s Military Camp.

Xia Xingchen, Ni Bodhisattva, and the old man were sipping tea.

Ni Bodhisattva felt very nervous and did not dare to express his anger.

The pressure this old gentleman put on him was extraordinary. It was roughly estimated that his cultivation level was at least one level higher than his.

He is already a Yuanying realm monk. If he is one or two realms higher, what is that?

Out of body period?

Distraction period?

Even... the tribulation period?

hiss……

A monk in the tribulation period?

In today's world, monks in the Tribulation Stage can be called semi-immortals!

A half-immortal who is only half a foot away from becoming an immortal!

A half-step immortal!

A true immortal is the realm of the Qijue Empress, who looks down upon the world and is invincible.

Since the Empress Qijue, immortals have become extinct, and no one can successfully ascend, so half-immortals have also become invincible.

far away.

The sounds of wailing, explosions, clashing weapons, and fighting are endless.

suddenly,

The sound stopped for a moment.

King Zhennan suddenly stopped shaking the cup, and the tea in the cup suddenly stopped shaking and ripples appeared in circles.

"he came."

The old gentleman squinted his eyes and said.

The Clay Bodhisattva cupped his hands and said, "Is it possible that Lin Yi still bothers the old gentleman to take action?"

"No, Lin Yi is nothing to be afraid of. What I'm afraid of is the Empress' treasure that he carries." The old man chuckled, seemingly not caring about saying what he was "fearful of". He slowly stood up and said The rickety back straightened little by little, making a snapping sound: "Three thousand years ago, Mr. Zhang shot one man at a time. He was hostile to the demons and Buddhas in the three realms, and eventually died in the black wind and sand sea. And according to the disciples of my sect, The Empress's treasure that Lin Yi is holding is the treasured spear that Zhang Laomo owned back then."

"hiss--"

The Clay Bodhisattva inhales.

"I will stretch my muscles and bones and retrieve the treasured spear."

The old gentleman smiled slightly, lifted his legs and walked outside the military tent.

But just when the old man was about to step out of the military tent, the wrinkles on his face suddenly tightened. A trace of doubt flashed deep in the old man's cloudy old eyes. He couldn't help but look up and said quietly: "This Ling Xiao Sword Intent... Could it be that the Heavenly Sword Sect still wants to protect him when it reaches this point?"

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at the same time.

Inside Qingdu.

All the lights went out and the city was dark.

"Lots of rats, noisy."

The old woman at the bun shop finally waited until her goddaughter Xiu'er was asleep. She placed various restrictions in the bun shop to ensure that Xiu'er was safe before slowly stepping out of the shop.

As the old woman walked, the knuckles of her five fingers swelled inch by inch, from a pair of skinny little palms to five ferocious claws like weapons made of fine steel.

As the old woman moved her knuckles, there was a faint sound of thunder in her hands.

"I've seen Protector Thunder."

Li Qianqian, who had been waiting outside the shop all night, finally waited for Protector Lei to walk out and immediately greeted him, not daring to delay.

In fact, she was also very puzzled. These days, she saw with her own eyes that the two guardians of Feng Lei treated that ordinary secular girl as their own daughter, and even taught Xiu'er what she had learned throughout her life, both overtly and secretly. This made Li Qianqian jealous, wishing that she could replace Xiu'er and become the goddaughter of Protector Fenglei.

Not to mention being the goddaughter of Protector Fenglei, Li Qianqian was extremely happy to be her own daughter.

They are the same people, but they have different fates!

Li Qianqian sighed in her heart and stepped forward to report: "Dragon Protector Lei, the disciples in front sent back news that Lin Yi appeared on the battlefield hundreds of miles away and was massacring."

"Tsk, Lin Yi, it's a pity that he lost a good seedling."

The old woman protecting the law was laughing hoarsely, her laughter was sinister and heart-chilling.

Li Qianqian is a senior disciple of the Demon Sect and is deeply in tune with the temperament of the seniors of the Demon Sect. Protector Lei said this, indicating that he planned to take action against Lin Yi.

"Why?"

Li Qianqian stared and couldn't help but ask her doubts. In her opinion, once the identity of such a disciple, even a spy, is exposed, he can be saved if he can. In the future, he may be able to add a capable general to the Maruo Temple.

How could you give up such a talent so easily?

It shouldn’t be!

"madness!"

Protector Lei suddenly shouted loudly, and his voice was like thunder, exploding in Li Qianqian's ears.

"Buzz——"

Li Qianqian felt stars rising in front of her eyes, making her dizzy. When she came back to her senses, hot and slippery blood dripped from her ears and wet her snow-white neck.

Just one angry shout has such power...

Li Qianqian was horrified, and her soul came out. She was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground: "Disciple is stupid! Please forgive me, Protector Lei!"

"Hmph, although the person from the Tianjian Sect is already at the end of her powerful crossbow, she holds the empress' treasure in her hand. Even at the end of her powerful crossbow, she can annihilate mountains and rivers with a snap of her fingers. Her strength is unfathomable and must not be underestimated. And now, Mo Luo Your Excellency has something important to do and is in retreat to comprehend the treasure. If not, how could you have made that ridiculous agreement with Yan Fuzhou and Tianjian Sect thousands of years ago."

"Ultimate treasure..."

This was the first time that Li Qianqian had heard of these secrets from many years ago. As soon as she subconsciously repeated the two words, she was so frightened that she quickly closed her mouth and lowered her head, pretending that she did not hear.

"Hmph, so if Lin Yi hadn't done such a thing, I might have really thought that Lin Yi was the one who broke into the Tianjian Sect many years ago. But after Lin Yi did such a deed, I thought, It may be very slim. If that person is really Lin Yi, how can he tolerate himself being reduced to the unbearable situation he is in now."

When Li Qianqian heard this, she understood and felt her face red and hot.

The implication of Protector Lei's words was that he clearly believed that Lin Yi was not from Moluo Palace at all. Then the question arises. If Lin Yi is not the one, then she followed Lin Yi and left the Tianjian Sect. After being exposed, she took the initiative to leave the Tianjian Sect to confirm her identity as a spy. Wouldn't it have made her lonely?

In this way, will the elders in the Mara Hall punish her for "incompetence in doing things"?

Thinking of this, Li Qianqian was filled with anger, hatred and fear, and her delicate body lying on the ground trembled slightly.

"Humph, I don't blame you for that. Lin Yi is very cunning. Maybe he attacked Chao Rushuang in the Black Wind Sand Sea Cave to seize the Empress's treasure. I didn't expect you to misunderstand. But this is not a thing. No matter what the bad thing is, the Empress’ treasure is a hundred times better in his hands than in the hands of the Heavenly Sword Sect.”

As he spoke, Protector Lei lifted up Li Qianqian with his right hand. She took Li Qianqian and flew into the night sky. She said hoarsely: "Now that Lin Yi has taken the initiative to enter the urn, what we have to do is to be cunning there." When Lin Yi has no chance of escaping, he must recover the Empress's treasure before others do!"

What the old woman said clearly meant that the Immortal Killing Spear that Lin Yi found in the black wind and sand sea was the treasure of her Moluo Palace, and now it is just returned to its original owner!

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Along the way from the center of the battlefield to Qingdu,

The imperial army retreated in a mighty manner.

No one knew about the secret meeting between the commander-in-chief and Lin Yi except him.

Otherwise it wouldn’t be called a “secret meeting.”

Sergeant Da Gan, including the other five generals, all thought that Lin Yi was a murderous devil.

For the first time in their lives, the soldiers under their command felt from the bottom of their hearts that this retreat was such a wise decision.

Xia Xiaoman rode a war horse and followed the army, turning back every ten steps.

She believed that Senior Brother Lin Yi wanted to risk his own life and annihilate all the enemies, so he secretly negotiated with the commander-in-chief and retreated at the critical moment, so that Daqian's army could retain its strength and kill a counterattack if necessary.

At least, that's what Xia Xiaoman thinks at this moment.

Logically speaking, this seems like an idea that Senior Brother Lin Yi can come up with.

Senior Brother Lin Yi's thoughts are always a little higher than hers.

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In the center of the battlefield.

Lin Yi transformed into a demon and killed countless people.

A strange jet-black armor with spiked tires on the back spinning crazily, tearing the soldiers along the way into pieces during the rush.

Countless arrows and weapons fell on the armored man's body, but they were all scratched. Apart from the sound of "thumping" and making the wailing and strangely screaming armored man more and more excited, there was no other use. This iron beats loneliness.

Yi Lin threw out the Night Dire, and at that moment, after attracting everyone's attention, he activated [Shadow Following] and [Shadow Killing] again to sneak into the ground.

The dark night is Lin Yi's protective color.

Tonight is Lin Yi's night.

in the shadow,

"I told you to read more, but you haven't read, yet you don't understand such a simple thing as 'tune the tiger away from the mountain'? Tsk, you are uneducated, what a shame!"

Yi Lin transformed into a shadow and stayed with the shadows. As if entering an uninhabited land, he drove straight in and sneaked into the heart of the Eastern King's army.

In the Dongwang Army camp, bright torches were lit and formed a circle.

Hundreds of nervous-looking soldiers, holding torches, squeezed the frightened King of the East into the center with two pieces of bread sandwiched with cheese.

"The King in the East."

Yi Lin approached through the shadows and looked at King Zhudong like he was looking at a corpse.