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Nan Yongqiang, the ancestor of the sword, actually died?

All the spectators couldn't believe that the nobles from the Eternal True Realm or the powerful people from the Great World all looked horrified.

The power of swordsmanship that Nan Yongqiang had previously demonstrated was so powerful and terrifying that it was almost enough to make any existence under the ancestral realm despair.

But he was killed by Lin Xun with one sword!

Doesn’t this mean that Lin Xun’s strength has reached a level that is enough to suppress the ancestral realm?

This thought came to everyone's mind instantly.

Many people were shocked by their thoughts.

The ancestor of a Tao is like a natural chasm. It has been almost no one who can shake it from all ages to this day, let alone killing it through this realm. Even in the eternal true realm, those great emperors who are known as peerless monsters may not be able to do this.

But Lin Xun did it!

He broke a natural barrier from all ages to the present and created a legendary record today!

Even if he is just falling now, just this record is enough to make him famous for all ages and become a legend that will be admired by future generations.

At this time, the people of the Southern clan were all like they had lost their parents and could not accept all this.

Nan Tianba died, Nan Tianzheng died, and now, even Nan Yongqiang, the most powerful emperor in their camp, has fallen.

What else do they have to be hostile to Lin Xun?

An indescribable feeling of grief and despair spread in the hearts of these Southern clans. They looked dead and trembled all over.

The whole audience was silent and silent.

Lin Xun cleared the spoils and held the ancient sword left by Nan Yongqiang in his hand, and couldn't help but say regretfully:

"This sword is not bad, but it destroys itself because of the fall of its master. It's a pity..."

Having said that, he raised his hand and threw the sword into the Wuyuan Sword Cauldron. This sword was indeed destroyed and destroyed, but it contained a wisp of immortal material aura, which could also be used as nutrients to nourish the Wuyuan Sword Cauldron...

Everyone looked unstable, and their eyes looked at Lin Xun with deep fear and suspicion.

At first, when people saw Lin Xun appearing in the ruins of the gods, they felt unbelievable, thinking that Lin Xun was simply brave and didn't even want his life for the sake of opportunity.

There is no difference between dying and death.

But now, they finally understood that everyone guessed wrongly. Lin Xun was not so bold that he was not aware of life or death, but was fearless!

A Taoist practice is enough to suppress the Emperor’s ancestors, what else can you fear?

In front of this central immortal palace, there are various rules and restrictions. At least in this battle of defense, there is no need to worry about being besieged.

There is no need to worry about the enemy using his trump card.

Because all this will not happen at all!

And in the case of one-on-one battle... who dares to clamor for defeating Lin Xun?

The more you think about it, the heavier the people's hearts.

For them, Lin Xun, who had won three consecutive victories at this moment, has become a natural barrier, blocking it, which is fearful.

The atmosphere was dead and terrible.

As time goes by, no one goes up to challenge again.

Obviously, they were all scared by the combat power Lin Xun showed before.

"If no one challenges within a quarter of an hour, Lin would be successful in defending the game and could directly enter the second level."

On the battlefield of the gods, Lin Xun held his hands behind his back, spoke indifferently, and his eyes kept scanning the people of the Southern clan.

However, although these Nan clans looked full of resentment and hatred, none of them dared to look at Lin Xun again.

The other monks present also looked different and looked at each other. No one was willing to challenge Lin Xun at this time.

Even some emperors and ancestors chose to wait and see for the time being.

Seeing that a quarter of an hour was coming, Lin Xun, who was on the battlefield of the gods, suddenly walked towards the golden corridor.

In an instant, the three immortal energy certificates he had obtained in three consecutive victories broke out of his body and disappeared on the battlefield of the gods.

"How could this guy give in?"

People's eyes were straight and they almost thought they were dazzled.

But Lin Xun smiled and said, "Anyway, there are seven days. Whoever wants to climb the battlefield of the gods can go? As for Lin, just wait."

Wait a minute?

Everyone seemed to understand a little, and many people even took a deep breath and looked at the people of the Southern clan with pity.

Lin Xun did this clearly because he did not intend to let any Nan clan member go!

It is true that the people of the Nan clan do not have the courage to fight Lin Xun again, but as long as they dare to climb to the battlefield of the gods, Lin Xun, who abandoned the battle, was destined to go to challenge and start killing as soon as possible.

The battle of defending the ring is only seven days. Even if the people of the Nan clan can resist taking action, after seven days, how can they still have the chance to enter the second level?

This is also destined that they will have no fate with the fortune in the central immortal court.

This is the purpose Lin Xun chose to stay!

"Lin Xun, you're too bullying!"

The people of the Southern clan also clearly reacted. They were so angry that their eyes were so angry that they were furious that they could swallow Lin Xun alive.

Lin Xun smiled and said, "Sorry, I just want to bully you and let you either die or be eliminated. If you can kill them all and not keep one, it will be better."

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Although the Nan clans are in a difficult situation at this moment, they are after all, they are one of the four Eastern Emperor clans of the Seventh Heavenly Realm.

Lin Xun did this clearly without taking the threat from the Nan family seriously!

"Fellow Daoist Lin, then I'll go on stage?"

Someone couldn't help but speak out and asked tentatively.

"Please feel free to do it. Lin will not make things difficult for anyone who has no grudges or grudges with Lin." Lin Xun said casually.

This made many people secretly feel relieved.

But some people looked ugly because they had gloated at Lin Xun's situation and even planned to watch Lin Xun's excitement and jokes before.

They were very uncertain whether this had been regarded as hostile by Lin Xun.

No matter what, those cultivators who had never been hostile to Lin Xun, after obtaining Lin Xun's guarantee, all rushed to start a battle to defend.

The battle was very fierce, and even bloody conflicts broke out, resulting in casualties.

Lin Xun didn't care about this, he stood there and watched leisurely.

As time goes by, the faces of the Southern clan people have become a little bit ugly, so how can they not be seen? Lin Xun is determined to do them!

Soon, one day passed, two days passed...

During this period, people continued to win nine consecutive victories, and finally obtained a letter talisman, which was swept by the forbidden power covered on the battlefield of the gods and disappeared.

But more people suffered a crushing defeat, and some were killed on the battlefield of the gods.

Seeing all this, Lin Xun couldn't help but sigh that there might not be any dangerous killing disasters in the ruins of the gods, but just this battle to defend the bell is enough to cause many casualties among the cultivators participating in the competition!

This is still one of the temples, and similar situations are destined to continue to happen in the other forty-eight temples.

In fact, Lin Xun also paid attention to participating in the competition

Although there are many cultivators who are competing for, the ancestor of Yidao is a very small number. The eighth-level emperor can be called a middle-heavyweight existence, and there are also very few.

The real main force is those great emperors who are at the top of the seventh level, as well as a group of extremely experienced Nine-level ancestors.

If it weren't for being targeted by the Nan clan, with Lin Xun's combat power, it would be impossible to successfully defend the battle.

Of course, for others, this battle to defend is already dangerous and cruel.

Until six days later.

Under Lin Xun's attention, among the nearly 700 practitioners, more than fifty practitioners finally won nine consecutive victories, successfully left the battlefield of the gods, and entered the second level.

This elimination rate is undoubtedly surprisingly high.

Lin Xun calculated that if seven days of competition, if seventy people stand out in each temple, then those eliminated monks will be ten times more than this number!

Until the seventh day comes.

The seven stars shining above the sky of the battlefield of the gods were only one bright, while the other six were dim and dull.

But Lin Xun did not take action and was waiting.

He had observed that a star went from bright to dim, a total of twelve hours, that is, a day.

If the Nan clan members still do not act, he will act at the last hour.

In this way, as long as you stick to the battlefield of the gods for a quarter of an hour, you can directly advance.
To be continued...