Inverse Sword God

The sword of the soul fused with sword intent has become extremely powerful.

This move is very close to the attack of the third-grade inscription master.

Zi Xin was severely injured, his head was dizzy, and all the martial arts he used disappeared.

Seizing this opportunity, Qing Nu fiercely attacked, and the cyan fingertips slid across Zixin's body, forming scars that were terrifying.

Lin Xuan also stepped forward to meet the sword, and the long sword suddenly stabbed out.

"Big Dragon Sword Intent, Qinglong goes to sea!"

The sword light was like a dragon, rolling in the clouds, roaring hideously.

This time, he attacked Zixin's eyebrows, intending to solve the battle in one go.

puff!

Zixin's brows splashed with blood, and Qiuhenjian's sword edge was less than three feet away from Zixin's head.

At this moment, Zi Xin suddenly opened her eyes.

In the eyes, there is a purple.

His head was cut, and the long sword wiped his head, and a bloodstain was drawn.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Zixin was furious, and the blood on his eyebrows was evaporated.

"Zi Ji secret method, blood evil descends!"

boom!

His body rose three feet out of thin air, like a giant.

It turned out to be Zi Jitang's practice. Qing Nu smiled evilly and pointed out.

puff!

Zixin's swollen body softened like a deflated ball.

"Impossible! How can you break it!"

A trace of fear appeared on Zixin's face. This was the secret technique of the Purple Demon Palace, which could not be broken at all.

However, the blue-haired man broke it with one finger, which completely subverted his cognition.

He didn't know that the green-haired man was the clone of the Evil Dragon Sect messenger, and the Purple Magic Palace was just a hall.

In the face of Qingfa people, the status of the two is not the same.

"Master, you unlock my seal, I have a way to kill him." The blue-haired man looked back at Lin Xuan with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Lin Xuan frowned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Humph!" He snorted coldly and cast the slave mark, making the blue-haired man show a painful expression.

At the same time, Lin Xuan swayed and came to Zixin.

"Boy! You dare to touch me?" Zi Xin was furious.

Lin Xuan's eyes were cold, his fingertips were cold, and half a trace of mysterious ice overflowed, a ring on Zixin's body,

An unusually cold breath overflowed, freezing everything around.

"How is that possible!" Zi Xin's face was full of horror, and he felt the threat of death.

click!

His head was frozen, and the look of terror on his face solidified forever.

The sword light flashed, and a head flew up.

There was still a look of horror on Zi Xin's face, until he died, he didn't believe that Lin Xuan could kill him so easily.

Feeling the cold air, the blue-haired man's expression changed greatly.

Lin Xuan's icy gaze shrouded Qing Nu and warned, "Don't play tricks, or I will kill you!"

The blue-haired people didn't dare to make trouble, so they could only obey orders obediently.

Lin Xuan made a seal on his palm, cast a slave seal, and put away the blue-haired man.

Immediately, he showed a painful expression.

That was the last trace of his mysterious ice energy, and now he has used half of it, and there is still half of it left.

But he didn't regret it. First, he removed Zixin, and he also took this opportunity to deter Qing slaves.

Putting away the long sword, Lin Xuan took off Zixin's top-grade Xuanjie armor, put it on his body, and then took off the storage ring in his hand.

With a flick of his finger, the golden arc flew out, shattering his body.

After jumping down the mountain stream, Lin Xuan found a safe place, and was relieved.

In the battle just now, he was slapped by Zixin and suffered serious internal injuries.

After drinking a glass of spirit wine, Lin Xuan started to run the longevity formula.

An hour later, he opened his eyes.

With the palm of his hand, Zixin's storage ring appeared.

Hope to get some compensation. Lin Xuan had a hint of expectation in his heart.

"Thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, "This guy is really rich!"

Mid-grade spirit stones are far more precious than low-grade spirit stones, and 30,000 middle-grade spirit stones may not necessarily be owned by some two-star sect elders.

In addition to the spirit stone, Lin Xuan also discovered the full version of the Purple Demon Eye, which is many times more powerful than the Purple Spirit Eye.

Even if Lin Xuan has the inscription on the stone eyeball, the value of this purple magic eye is huge to him.

As for some other low-level mysterious treasures, Lin Xuan was a little disgusted.

Putting these things away, Lin Xuan stood up and looked around.

Still not finding anything, he left decisively.

In the days that followed, Lin Xuan followed the red markers on the map to find them one by one, while comprehending the four engraved pictures in his mind.

These four engraved pictures recorded the method of soul cultivation, which made Lin Xuan's soul cultivation faster than before.

At the same time, he is still practicing a sword technique given to him by the wine master.

The Qingyun Nine Swords, a total of nine styles, combined with the Great Dragon Sword Intent, are extremely powerful.

After more than a month of practice, Lin Xuan was able to perform the first three poses.

Over the past month, he has found almost half of the red marks on the map.

The next one is three thousand miles away.

Lin Xuan swayed and pierced out like a dragon.

This set of footwork is called the anti-dragon step, which contains the martial skill of the seven steps against the dragon. It was also given to him by the wine master.

With this anti-dragon step, Lin Xuan's speed was three times faster than before.

With a flick of his body, Lin Xuan disappeared in the forest.

While Lin Xuan was looking for the map marker, the three-star sects in the neighboring countries such as Xia Kingdom and Ying Kingdom were also busy with something.

Xia Guo, ask Xue Zong.

"A knife, ice and snow, the Hanging Island, which has been opened once in hundreds of years, is finally open again."

"This time, we are promoted to Samsung Sect, and the two of you can enter it." An old man said with a smile.

Jianchi Mansion, Lin Family.

"Feng'er, this hanging island is a big opportunity, you must not miss it..."

Earth Fire Sect, Blue Moon Sect and other three-star sects are all preparing.

Shadow Country, Purple Magic Palace.

The faces of the two elders sank slightly: "Zi Xin has been out for a month, why hasn't he come back yet, seeing as this Hanging Island is about to open!"

"Is there an accident?"

"Impossible, what can happen to a second-grade inscription master!"

"Wait for another three days, and if you don't come, someone else will go."

"This time is also a competition of all the forces in the Tiannan Region, we can't be careless..."

Lin Xuan didn't know these things, he was looking for his next destination.

Five days later, he came to a mountain peak.

"Still not!" Lin Xuan sighed, he didn't intend to waste time.

"Adjust your breath and go to another place to practice!"

Lin Xuan took out the ice platform and began to practice.

Before long, the sky suddenly darkened, like a huge palm covering the sky.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure came from the sky.

Ho!

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, put away the ice platform, and looked at the sky cautiously.

Mum hum!

The snow-white monkey jumped on his shoulders, and his black jewel-like eyes looked curiously at the sky.

It has been sleeping since the last time it ate the dragon fruit, and only woke up a few days ago.

"This kind of coercion should be a strange independent space." The wine master said.

Lin Xuan touched his chin: "What space is so scary!"

Buzz!

Suddenly, thousands of rays of light were suddenly cast in the dark sky, flying in all directions.

One of them actually flew towards Lin Xuan.

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