Thunder and lightning surge, laws intertwined, and this void was chaotic.

A mountain turned into rolling thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and I saw the Thunder Mountain with many temples, carved beams and painted buildings, and flowers, plants and ancient trees. They were all transformed by the laws of thunder.

boom!

The world is turbulent, and the power of this thunder mountain is not weaker than that of the second level of the Emperor Realm, especially the aura of destruction, which is even more amazing.

For ordinary practitioners, such a thunder mountain is no different from the heavenly tribulation.

The old bronze tree's pupils shrank and he had to take action to help.

Over the past month, whenever Lin Xun practices carefully, Lao Tongshu will take the initiative to take the blame of protecting the Dharma and block Lin Xun's thunder bombardment.

But this time, just when the old bronze tree was about to take action-

clang!

Another sword roar was resounding, like a dragon roaring a tiger, rushing towards the bullfighting. The sound alone made the old bronze tree cough and blood conflict.

It should be noted that he is a vicious soul in the imperial realm, but at this moment, his mind was shaken by the sword roar and affected!

I saw that the dazzling thunder mountain that was killing and shaking suddenly stagnated in the void.

At this time, Lin Xunxu pulled out two inches of his right hand, and the sword energy that was as bright as the rising sun was so brilliant that it was magnificent.

Looking at Lin Xun again, his clothes were shining, his expression became more and more focused and calm, and the sword intent in his eyes was faintly boiling and erupting.

boom!

The thunder mountain roared, surrounded by the terrifying thunder destructive power, and continued to kill.

It was at this moment—

Lin Xun drew out the third inch of sword energy.

The sword roars like a tide, like the sound of the gods in the nine heavens, like the roar of the gods.

The Leishan, which was killed, suddenly shaking violently in the void, as if he was hit from the bottom to the top by an invisible big hand.

Lin Xun raised his head, shot three inches of sword energy in his palm, and slashed a thousand feet of sharp edges in the void.

Swish!

That majestic thunder mountain, like tofu, collapsed from mid-air, the palace above it collapsed, and the ancient trees and powders of flowers, plants, ancient trees and flour were drifting.

In the end, such a thunder mountain transformed by the supreme thunder law and with the power of the second level of the Emperor Realm, ten feet above Lin Xun's head turned into a thundering rain all over the sky.

One sword three inches.

A thousand feet tall.

Cut the Thunder Mountain with a hundred feet!

In the distance, the old bronze tree was stunned, shocked by the power of the sword, and was shocked by it.

Lin Xun lowered his head and looked at his palm, and his eyes were filled with brightness.

Three-inch edge, life and death are forever silent.

This sword is called "Three Inch Silence"!

Huh ~

After a long time, Lin Xun let out a long breath of turbid air. This sword was interpreted with all his strength, integrating his will and cultivation.

It seems simple, but in fact it contains all kinds of mystery, the ultimate release of one's own great way, the perfect use of cultivation, and the concentration of mind and will...

This sword also incorporates the wonderful truth of fighting and the essence of never leaking!

A three-inch sharp edge, drawing a sword into the void, the ultimate simplicity and the ultimate sensibility!

Similarly, although the power of this sword is beyond the present, Lin Xun has given 30% of his own strength.

In other words, with Lin Xun's current strength, he can only cut out three swords at most!

Lin Xun sat cross-legged and realized the subtle mystery of the sword that had been cut out before.

Three Inch Silence is a move recorded in the sword-making inheritance left by Zhu Kong.

In fact, Zhu Kong's swordsmanship is divided into three levels.

They are drawn swords, swords, and heart swords.

【Draw the Sword】, also known as the Draw the Sword,

The sword is unsheathed, and the momentum is accumulated to attack, and the enemy's weapon is first, then the first strike is first, and one sword is out to divide life and death.

The sword drawing method is divided into three levels, namely, three inches of eternal silence, six inches of eternal sanctity, and nine inches of eternal dying.

[Sword Control], also known as the way of sword control, is free and unjust.

The way of sword control is divided into great beauty without saying anything, great tricks without making craftsmanship, and the elephant is invisible.

[Xin Sword] is the Heart Sword Taoism. At this level, there is only one core mystery: the Tao heart is like a sword, the sword is like my heart, under one sword, the world will be empty!

Drawing the sword, controlling the sword, and the heart sword, and gathering together is the supreme sword path developed by Zhu Kong with his lifelong power.

This inheritance was created by Zhukong, so it is called "Zhukong Sword Sutra"!

Lin Xun has just comprehended this inheritance for a short time and has only comprehended the mystery of "Three Inches of Silence" in the Way of Drawing Swords.

But it can be foreseen that as time goes by, his understanding of the "Zhukong Sword Sutra" will become more and more profound and more exquisite.

When Lin Xun reached the current realm, he had already understood that all the inheritances in this world were like this. He first glanced at the door and entered the hall, and then he was at the peak of his life.

Only when you have thoroughly mastered this inheritance can you be qualified to integrate, carry forward the past and open up the future, and ultimately surpass the top!

On the eighteenth floor of the Hidden Purgatory, Zhu Kongku, dressed in plain clothes, sat on the ground, with his expression focused and calm.

When he "sees" the three-inch sword edge that appeared on the ninth floor, a trace of indescribable complexity appeared deep in his eyes.

There are surprises, relief and relief.

He sat alone in the darkness, and his thin figure gradually became blurred, until later it turned into a bright red and clear rain of light.

In a trance, it seemed as if it was going back to the chaos, a red fish swayed in the Styx River, freely and freely with the rolling waves...

So happy.

...

Two months later.

Lin Xun woke up from meditation, and with the thoughts, the Chaos Dao Realm emerged, obscure, and the Dao Light flowed through it.

The Chaos Dao Realm is the embodiment of Lin Xun's power in his body. It is vast, vast, and boundless, and its transformation is infinite. It is indescribable.

As Lin Xun circulated the power of his own great way, various strange phenomena appeared in the Chaos Dao Realm, just like a magnificent world was born, evolved, and evolved... All the mountains, rivers, the world's latitudes, the four seasons, and the ups and downs of the world all emerged.

Chaos are like one, one gives birth to two, and three gives birth to all things.

"Fellow Taoist, have you proved to be the emperor?" The old bronze tree in the distance spoke in tremblingly, incredible.

In his eyes, the great laws that Lin Xun controls at this moment are full of the wonders of the emperor realm and have the highest and infinite charm.

Lin Xun couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "What do you think?"

The old bronze tree stared carefully for a long time, with a look of confusion on his face, and said, "This is obviously the power of the imperial law, but why does the aura on the Taoist work do not have the power of the real emperor? It's strange, so weird!"

The law of control of the quasi-emperor realm is the incomplete law of imperial Tao, which is well-known throughout history.

But Lin Xun, with his cultivation level as a quasi-emperor, controlled the laws that only a true emperor's realm can master, which is undoubtedly too incredible.

"You don't understand."

After thinking about it, Lin Xunru answered.

This kind of thing cannot be explained at all. Should I tell Lao Tongshu that the power of the great way he controls has reached a perfect level before it can present such a perfect and grand image?

Lao Tongshu was embarrassed. Lin Xun's words were indeed very shocking, but he really... doesn't understand...

Thinking about it, the old bronze tree felt a burst of collapse, and it felt like a lifetime

The way of seeking has been completely overturned, and there is an indescribable confusion.

In the past, he had no idea that there were people in this world who could cross the imperial realm and kill the imperial realm against it.

He had never heard of anyone in this world who could control the power of law that was not inferior to the imperial realm in the extreme quasi-emperor realm!

But all this has not happened, but now it is happening in a young man, just like an impossible miracle happening in front of you.

Lin Xun ignored Lao Tongshu's mood. He felt the changes in the laws of the great way around him, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart:

Now, only the martial arts cultivation level has never reached its peak of perfection!

...

Three months later.

boom!

The roar sounded, and in the lightning area, Lin Xun's figure floated from the void.

Where he left, a huge python dragon transformed by the law of thunder, with its power comparable to the third level of the Emperor Realm, exploded inch by inch, and the colorful thunder lights drifted like rain.
To be continued...