This incident, Lin Haoran's heart is incomprehensible, but no matter what, his position is always on the side of the True Spirit Great 6, and although the power of the Protoss and the Demon Race is strong, it is because of the difficulty of reproduction, it is difficult to pose a threat, and it can only become an auxiliary force for the True Spirit Great 6 and the Demon Realm to fight.

He took a deep breath, now that the Tianhe War has not yet begun, the real fight has not yet begun, what he needs to do now is nothing else, but to enhance his strength as much as possible, everything is nothing, only his own strength will not deceive himself.

Cang'er seemed to be listening carefully, but if you look at his eyes, you will see that his eyes are empty, but he is stunned.

For him, whether it is the side of the True Spirit 6, or the demon world, or the god race or the demon race, it doesn't mean anything to him, he just stands on Lin Haoran.

"Let's go!"

Lin Haoran waved his hand and handed it directly to the disciple in front of him, a bottle of elixir for healing, although this elixir does not reach the standard of the spirit level, but it is also the level of the holy level, Lin Haoran himself can't use it, it is good to use it as a small gift at this time.

This disciple of Tianxuan Sect obviously didn't expect that he could get such a harvest, and he looked at Lin Haoran with a pair of bright eyes, his eyes were full of joy.

Respectfully exiting Lin Haoran's tent, the disciple couldn't help but cheer softly, and happily returned to his residence.

"I'm still only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dao Realm, although my combat power is comparable to that of a Venerable in the late stage of the Dao Realm, but if the Tianhe War really starts, my current cultivation is just a bigger ant. ”

Lin Haoran waited until this disciple of the Tianxuan Sect left, and secretly thought in his heart.

If the Tianhe War really started, even the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm would have the possibility of falling, let alone a Dao Realm Venerable like Lin Haoran.

"My current cultivation has just reached the middle stage of the Dao realm, and there is no way to improve again, so I can only continue to comprehend my swordsmanship!"

After thinking for a moment in Lin Haoran's heart, he had already determined his next direction.

Although he has many methods, with the improvement of his strength, many of the exercises he cultivated before can no longer be used in his heart.

The only two things that can be used, one is the sword style he comprehends himself, and the other is the sword formation method of the Beidou swordsmanship.

Breaking the void, yin and yang, creation, giant mountain,......

Two Ritual Arrays, Three Talents Killing Arrays, Four Elephant Arrays, Five Elements Arrays, Six Arrays, and Big Dipper Arrays,......

Lin Haoran took a deep breath, as for the Hongchen Seven Emotions that he had slightly comprehended, he had completely given up now, he was already a swordsman, and the only way to be a swordsman was the long sword in his hand, if he used other methods, there was no way to climb to the peak of a martial artist.

He held the silver-white Ling Tian Sword in his right hand and the turquoise long sword in his left hand, and a slight hesitation flashed in his eyes, not knowing whether his decision was right or wrong.

But then I saw him bite his teeth fiercely, his eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and at the same time, the double swords in his left and right hands began to move towards the middle.

The blue and blue long sword turned into a blue and blue mist, and directly wrapped around the silver-white Ling Tian Sword, forming layers of patterns, and at this time, Ling Tian Sword also made a creaking sound, as if it was overwhelmed.

There was a slight tension in Lin Haoran's eyes, but the movements of his hands did not pause, still maintaining the original degree, approaching the middle position, the divine soul in the sea of knowledge, I don't know when, had floated out of the sea of knowledge, sat in the center of his eyebrows, spewed out of the true fire of samadhi, and began to forge his blade.

I only saw a transparent flame, which didn't seem to have any temperature, but when this flame wrapped around the Ling Tian Sword, the Ling Tian Sword almost didn't pause, and directly turned into a puddle of molten iron, which was also because the material of the Ling Tian Sword was too poor, although it was blessed by Lin Haoran's strength, but in front of this Samadhi True Fire, it had no effect.

Ling Tian Sword Spirit didn't know when, it had already emerged from Ling Tian's sword, directly wrapped around Lin Haoran's wrist, a pair of mung bean-like eyes, staring straight in the direction of Ling Tian Sword, there was expectation, anxiety, and worry in his eyes.

Only Lin Haoran's Ling Tian Sword Soul, which was originally in the dantian position, was like an eternal and unchanging existence, without the slightest influence, firmly occupying the junction of nothingness and reality, seemingly existing, but it could not be touched.

These are short to say, but a full day and a night have passed, and when Mingyun came to his senses, he saw Lin Haoran constantly forging his long sword.

Watching the silver-white Ling Tian Sword, little by little, from a pool of molten iron, formed a silver-white long sword with a blue and blue color in front of him, full of vitality in sharpness, and Ling Yan in Haoran.

Three full days passed, and Lin Haoran finished the movements in his hand, only to see a new Ling Tian sword appear in front of him, still with a silver-white sword body, and at the position of the hilt, there were blue and blue patterns emerging, which looked extremely beautiful, not like a murderous weapon, but like a work of art.

Lin Haoran looked at the long sword in front of him with some fascination, and the Ling Tian Sword Spirit on his wrist was also extremely excited at this time, it was directly floating in the air, constantly flashing his head, and when he opened his mouth, it was a majestic whistle, if it wasn't for the previous time, Lin Haoran had already used his own cultivation to lay a layer of enchantment outside his tent, the station of Tianxuan Sect at this time would have been in a panic.

You must know that Ling Tian Sword Spirit is already a blood dragon because of a series of transformations and evolutions, although it is not a real dragon, but in terms of strength, there will definitely be no difference between it and the real dragon.

After a light roar, this blood-colored Ling Tian Sword Spirit had already landed directly on the brand-new Ling Tian Sword, hovering around the silver-white sword body, and then disappeared, but it had already begun to adapt to its new body.

Lin Haoran looked at the Ling Tian Sword in his hand, and there was a little joy in his heart, when he refined this Ling Tian Sword, his cultivation was already low, and the materials he used were not good, Ling Tian Sword could evolve to this point, which was already beyond his expectations.

And now that he could transform this Ling Tian Sword again, he was also infinitely happy in his heart.

(End of chapter)

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