In the evening, in an area dozens of miles away from Camp No. 7.

Swish!

A shiny light swept out, dragging the bright starry tail, and suddenly slashed on a mountain not far away.

boom!

If you cut a tofu with a knife, the peaks will be easily cut into two halves, and the cross-section will be flat and smooth.

This is not over yet, and the sharp and transparent broken blade kept flashing, either slashing, slashing, or slashing, or stabbing, and the traces passed through tear apart a series of shocking cracks in the void.

Then, there was a loud rumbling sound.

The mountain peaks, dozens of feet tall, were cut into neatly titanic rocks, and then rolled down.

Swish!

At this time, the broken blade had already flew back and was suspended in front of Lin Xun, as bright as jade, clear and transparent, and filled with holy and clear starlight without any damage.

Lin Xun stood there, thinking quietly.

The so-called "divine power" technique is not complicated, it is a method of using divine consciousness as a means to use divine weapons.

The soul, its own cultivation, and the divine weapon form a mutually complementary relationship. The stronger its cultivation, the more terrifying the power the divine weapon exerts.

The stronger the power of the soul, the more exquisite and easy the control of the divine weapons will be.

Similarly, the power of the divine weapon itself can maximize the power of one's own cultivation and the palm control power of the soul.

However, it is actually quite difficult to practice. The inheritance of the "Yuan" character Taoist pattern formation diagram of the broken blade contains extremely complex secrets. If you want to master it completely skillfully, you must constantly practice it.

"The power of the Blade Blade is more than twice as powerful as before, and with the means of controlling the God, the power has increased by a lot. If you calculate this, you can easily kill the great monks of Yanlun Realm..."

"Unlike the Wudi Ling Bow, the power consumed by the broken blade is not much. As long as I don't encounter the half-step king, I can fight for a long time."

Lin Xun compared it in his heart.

In the following time, Lin Xun continued to hone his methods of controlling the gods, from being awkward to being skilled, progressing smoothly and with gratifying results.

At the same time, one nearby deserted mountains collapsed, causing deafening loud noises.

Soon, the cultivators from Camp No. 7 were alarmed and came to watch.

At first, these cultivators were shocked because they remembered that Lin Xun's best combat method was the way of bows and arrows.

And in the current battlefield of blood-killing, who doesn’t know that Mr. Lin’s arrow is like a god, and is unparalleled?

Therefore, when they saw that Lin Xun was not trying to archery methods, these cultivators were so shocked.

But soon, they became curious, apart from Arrow, what is Mr. Lin’s attainment in other combat methods?

Then, when they witnessed Lin Xun manipulating the broken blade, destroying one barren mountain after another, and razing the area to the ground, these cultivators were stunned and their moods turned from curiosity to shock.

It was hard for them to imagine that such a young man in the cave realm was not only a stunning arrow, but even other combat methods seemed so amazing!

"Is Mr. Lin the legendary birth of the holy son? It's too strong..."

Many practitioners are swaying in their hearts.

"If I face the enemy, I'm afraid I can't stop Mr. Lin's attack."

Yan Feng also came. He stared at him for a while, his expression became extremely solemn and his eyes were dazed.

As a famous top cultivator in the Yanlun Realm in Camp No. 7, Yan Feng said such words at this moment, which immediately caused an uproar among many nearby cultivators.

"The art of controlling gods, the broken blade in his hand is actually a 'divine weapon'!"

Deep in the camp, Changsun Lie's eyes opened and closed, and a terrifying light burst out, "A bow and a broken blade are all so powerful. Could this kid have great luck?"

Until night fell, Lin Xun returned to the camp with a tired look on his face.

But when they intersected here, his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction. The method of controlling the gods in the inheritance of the Taoist pattern of the word "no" is mysterious and unpredictable, which surprised him with the power of the broken blade.

"I've met Mr. Lin."

"Master Lin, when will I go to kill Wu Man Zazi? We are willing to follow you and charge forward with you!"

"Mr. Lin, do you have any spare time at night? Can you have a glass of wine with you?"

On the way back to the camp, all the cultivators they met greeted Lin Xun enthusiastically, with admiration and praise in their eyes.

Lin Xun replied with a smile and declined some invitations. He is now obsessed with practicing martial arts, but he has no time to enjoy and socialize.

Night falls and the camp is brightly lit.

However, this night was destined to be uneasy. Soon, an imperial spy rushed into the camp in the darkness and hurried to the room of General Changsun Lie.

"What? General Xiahou Jie is dead?"

In the room, Changsun Lie's frightened and angry voice sounded. At the same time, with a loud bang, the documents in front of him turned into wood chips and flew.

"What the hell is going on?"

Changsun Lie suppressed his inner shock and asked in a deep voice.

Finally, after learning everything, Changsun Lie's face was already ashen and gloomy, and he fell into silence without saying a word.

The next morning, the entire No. 7 camp fell into a shock, and the imperial cultivators were all worried, and the atmosphere seemed solemn and deadly.

Last night, the latest news from the mulberry forest was like a bolt from the blue, causing all the imperial cultivators to be shocked and panic.

The general of the Empire, Xiahou Jie, the king of the realm of life and death... is dead!

This is definitely a big event, like a storm, unacceptable.

King, this is the top power in a camp, like the Dinghai Dinghai needle, which shocks all directions and prevents the enemy from daring to invade rashly.

Now, a king has fallen, it is like a corner of the sky falling, and no one can calm down!

"According to reports, a mysterious Taoist palace appeared in the mulberry forest, hiding a great opportunity, attracting many terrifying creatures hiding in the mulberry forest to compete, and General Xiahou Jie was killed in this battle."

"It's so terrible. I heard that the murderer was a green dragon stepping on the holy path. He just waved his claws and took General Xiahou Jie's life!"

"The terrifying creatures who have stepped into the holy path! There are more than one end. I heard that any strong man who is close to that mysterious Taoist palace, whether we empire cultivators or Wuman strong men, is almost always suffering disasters."

"hateful!"

These news could not be concealed at all, and even Lin Xun, who was obsessed with practicing the mysterious method of regulating the secret, was alarmed.

Although he had a premonition, when he heard the news of Xiahou Jie's death, his heart was still trembling and he was stunned in silence.

Although Lin Xun had never seen Xiahou Jie, when he was in the mulberry forest, Xiahou Jie spoke out many times and relied on his power to protect Lin Xun.

only……

Such a righteous king fell...

Lin Xun's mood also became depressed and felt very sad.

A few days later.

More and more news about the mulberry forest land was passed back, causing all the imperial cultivators to fall into a grief, and the atmosphere was suppressed and silenced.

"Near the mysterious Taoist Palace, the terrifying creatures who stepped on the holy path set off a shocking showdown and exploded that area. All the strong people who approached were affected and died on the spot!"

...

"According to statistics, at least more than ten half-step kings have died in our empire cultivators so far, and even General Xie Shi'an is missing!"

...

"The gate of the mysterious Taoist Palace has been opened! When a great opportunity comes, the terrifying creatures who have stepped into the holy path are completely crazy. In order to compete for opportunities, the area has been completely turned into a bloody purgatory!"

...

"General Xie Shi'an is still missing. The only good news is that many cultivators in our empire have noticed the danger and withdrawn from the mulberry forest early."

...

"This time it's not just our empire, but also the Jinpo King of the Jinman clan, was also robbed and killed by a black trench tree that stepped on the holy path!

"In addition, the Lei Man lineage, the Lei Xiao King and the Fire Man lineage, the Fire Man lineage, all suffered heavy damage. They were lucky enough to save their lives. They have now withdrawn to the Wu Man camp. It is said that it is impossible to have the ability to fight in a short period of time!"

"As for the deaths of other powerful Wu Man, it is also impossible to count."

...

Lin Xun is practicing martial arts every day.

However, he also heard about the news sent back these days. Apart from sighing and regret, he couldn't help at all.

"What exactly is hidden in that mysterious Taoist palace? Why did the terrifying creatures who set foot in the holy path fight madly?"

More than once, Lin Xun was thinking about this question.

Unfortunately, he couldn't guess. For him, the road to the holy path seemed too far and unimaginable. What was the opportunity to make those terrifying creatures crazy?

In order to relieve the depression in his heart, Lin Xun spent all his energy on cultivation.

"When the disaster of the Great Dao really comes, these terrifying creatures hiding in the mulberry forest are destined not to be content with loneliness. In other words, the reason why they are dormant is to wait for a real world to come!"

Lin Xun had a premonition that the future road of competition will be destined to become more cruel and intense than before.

At this moment, only by seizing all the time and opportunities to improve one's strength may we have the qualifications to gain a foothold when this world comes!
To be continued...