Chapter 232: Burning Sticks

Holding the two spirit swords that belonged to the pinnacle of the foundation building realm in his hands, the essence in Lin Slowly's eyes suddenly skyrocketed, and an invisible wave of qi emerged from around Lin Slowly's body, violently spreading to all sides, driving the smoke and dust to form a circular wall of dust, obstructing the sight of ordinary soldiers in the distance.

The spirit sword in the palm of his hand is getting tighter and tighter, since the serious injury, this is the first time that Lin slowly really picked up the spirit sword again to fight, at this moment an unprecedented comfort spread throughout Lin Slowly's body, before this, Lin slowly and the green robe had used and left a large amount of spiritual power in the two spirit swords frantically reversed from the spirit sword Ru Lin's slow body, the conjoined body exercise subconsciously operated to refine these spiritual powers, Lin slowly felt that the strength of his body was beginning to grow with a terrifying color.

The spiritual power in these two spirit swords was so much and so pure that the golden lines in Lin Slowly's body spread rapidly, so that in the blink of an eye, it spread to all the cells in his body, closely linking all the cells together, and it naturally reached the realm of the tenth layer of body refining.

The strength of the physical body is comparable to a high-grade magic weapon at this moment.

And all this is just the beginning, as the spiritual power in the spirit sword in his hand poured into his body, Lin slowly reached the strength of the high-grade magic weapon body, and it was still gradually increasing at a slow and steady speed, until it reached the peak of the tenth layer of the conjoined body, and then gradually stopped.

Even if the spiritual power in the two spirit swords had only been consumed at this moment, Lin slowly knew that he could no longer absorb it no matter what, or that Lin slowly didn't want to absorb it.

With the help of elixir to reach a level comparable to the cultivation of the foundation building, Lin slowly has a great chance of being able to successfully build the foundation as long as he continues, and even in the foundation building realm, he can be called a strong man, but Lin slowly does not want to do this.

From the foundation of **, Lin slowly understood that he still lacked an important thing, that is, perception, perception and understanding of his body.

And once he realized it, Lin slowly affirmed that he was stronger than himself who was building his foundation now, and he was more than twice as strong.

But even if he has reached the peak of the tenth layer of the conjoined body now, Lin is slowly already very satisfied, holding two shining spirit swords, Lin slowly rose to the sky with the momentum of his body, and a black line that seemed to be the thickness of a bucket gradually emerged from behind Lin slowly, quickly connecting to the black dragon that was biting together with the silver python in the sky, and the black dragon was in great spirits at this moment, and under his mouth, he actually spit out a black flame, which instantly skyrocketed after touching the silver python, and quickly corroded the silver python's body, as if the silver python was used as nourishment, the more it corroded, the black flame burned more and more violently.

No matter how the silver python roared and struggled, it couldn't extinguish the black flame on its body.

Raising his head and casually glancing at the black dragon that others couldn't see, Lin slowly moved his consciousness slightly, and a thought passed into the black dragon's body along the black pillar of smoke behind him.

"I'll help you turn from the unreal to the real, and you have to keep your promises!"

After saying this, Lin slowly held the two spirit swords that Dumb threw down from the sky, and looked at the two silver old monster brothers who were already stunned and speechless, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. Playing with the sword ...... I have it too! ”

The right foot slammed into the ground, and the roar was followed by the splash of dirt behind him, Lin slowly turned his right hand into the red flames, the left and right sides were cold, and he came to the silver old monster brother in the blink of an eye with a spirit sword, with indifference, with a cold light and slashed down.

Wu Dao, who was holding two spirit swords, suddenly understood why Lin slowly did not use his high-grade magic weapon, although he didn't know the specific level of the spirit sword in Lin Wan's hand, but the spirit weapon would never be able to run, and looking at the spiritual light on it, I am afraid that the level of the spiritual weapon would not be low in the spirit weapon.

"Your grandmother's, if the old man has such a spiritual weapon, not to mention the high-grade magic weapon, even the best magic weapon The old man will not touch it, compared with the two spiritual swords, the old man's bamboo cane is simply a burning stick!"

When Lin Slowly's two spirit swords were about to arrive, the two Silver Old Monster brothers finally recovered from their previous shock, and with an exclamation, they used the high-grade magic weapon in their hands to block Lin's slowly chopping spirit sword.

"Brush!"

The sound of a knife cutting through tofu sounded, and the two silver monster brothers looked at the high-grade magic weapon in their hands with extreme fear under Lin Slowly's spirit sword, as if it were paper paste, and it didn't even play the least blocking role, so it was pierced through it by the spirit sword in Lin Slowly's hand.

With despair in their eyes, they let go of the spirit sword in their hands, and the two silver monster brothers roared angrily and rushed to Lin Slowly's body regardless of their lives, and Lin slowly got closer, wanting to seek a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

Even if the fact that two Qi Cultivators want to get close to a body cultivator seems so ridiculous, but under the crisis, the two Silver Monster brothers can't care so much.

But just when the two Silver Monster brothers made a move, the two extremely sharp spirit swords landed on the shoulders of the Silver Monster brothers in unison.

The surging power was transmitted from the spirit sword into the bodies of the two silver old monster brothers, and the unprovoked silver old monster had an irresistible sadness in his heart, and his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with the brothers on the side who were oppressed by the spirit sword.

Lin slowly exerted so much force that the lower half of the two Silver Monster brothers completely knelt in the soil.

Putting the two spirit swords on the shoulders of the two strange brothers, no matter how the two silver old monster brothers struggled, they couldn't move the slightest, Lin slowly had a calm and relaxed look on his face, and asked the silver old monster.

"What kind of cultivation is that foreign cultivator, I can spare your life if you say it."

His face was hideous, and the silver old monster was slowly pressed on his shoulder by Lin with the Chiyan Superb Spirit Weapon, and the skin on his body gradually began to redden, and even with a burning sound, it was steaming.

It was in stark contrast to the brothers who were shivering with frost on their bodies.

Even if Lin slowly didn't have the spiritual power to urge the power of these two spirit weapons, the power of a spirit sword of this level was especially something that two Qi Refining Tenth-level cultivators could resist.

Not to mention that Fang Cailin slowly and casually put the spirit sword on the shoulders of the two Silver Old Monster brothers, and the powerful power into his body had already shattered the dantian of the Silver Old Monster brothers, and without half a year of cultivation, it was difficult for the two of them to use the slightest spiritual power.

At this moment, it is not wrong to say that the two silver monster brothers are fish on the board.

Under the serious injury, the two Silver Old Monster brothers are no different from ordinary old men at the moment, at most they have a little more strength and a little healthier. (To be continued.) )