Lin Xun didn't expect that this time he escaped, and he was not caught up by the underworld, but was planted in the hands of the ancient Buddha.

Thinking of this, Lin Xun's heart swelled with an indescribable hatred!

From the eighteen sons of Jizo to the ancient Buddhas, they all regard themselves as heretics, and use all means to target and attack themselves, which is simply too deceitful.

Lin Xun is not a saint without seven emotions and six desires, how can he not be angry and hateful when he is treated like this one after another?

"This account must be calculated with blood!"

Lin Xun secretly gritted his teeth.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to hold back the evil breath and calm down.

Right now, his situation is extremely dangerous, and his ankle is grabbed by a big white hand, and he can't break free at all.

Moreover, as his body sank in the turbid blood-colored river, Lin Xun could clearly perceive that a stream of cold and violent thoughts was whistling from all directions, locking himself.

A sense of death-like danger surged into Lin Xun's heart, and there was a sense of depression that almost suffocated, and his whole body stiffened.

Since he set foot in the Peerless King Realm, he had never encountered such a dangerous and ominous thing!

The River Styx makes people dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

But now, he was dragged by a big hand and sank into it!

He had tried, but with the sharpness of the broken blade, he could not shake the big white hand.

The most dangerous thing is that he used the impermanence slash and the spring and autumn of the moment to use the impermanence slash before, although he severely defeated the underworld, but consumed most of his physical strength.

Then, he was attacked by the ancient Buddha, and now he is seriously injured.

Trouble!

Lin Xun frowned, didn't care about anything else, grabbed a few royal pills and stuffed them into his mouth, refining them with all his might, so as to repair his injuries.

Rumble!

The pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and under the River Styx, it was extremely turbid, and corpses and bones could be faintly seen floating in it.

At the same time, there was also a variety of cold and violent aura.

This caused incomparable pressure on Lin Xun's body and mind, and the whole person was on the verge of drowning, and it was extremely difficult to even lift an arm.

Later, nothing could be seen, and there was a lot of blood.

Cold, oppressive, eerie, ominous...... The interweaving of various breaths caused Lin Xun's consciousness to suffer a great impact and became blurred.

In the haze, there seemed to be bursts of weeping voices, and there seemed to be the howls of fierce spirits.

There are saints who sigh sadly.

There are gods and demons screaming madly and obediently.

...... Lin Xun only felt that his mind was messy, drowsy and blurry, and occasionally some strange picture fragments even appeared.

There are mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, there are blood rains, gods, demons, ghosts, saints, demons...... Strange figures are fighting fiercely and roaring.

Later, everything became ethereal and distant.

The chaotic scenes gradually turned into endless darkness.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly—

A dim dappled light appeared, illuminating the darkness and causing Lin Xun's drowsy consciousness to converge little by little.

Then there was a sudden shock, and he regained some consciousness.

An oil lamp, standing on one side of the ground at some point, stretched out a dim shadow of the lamp, enveloping the area where Lin Xun was.

The shadow of the lamp is very small, like a dim umbrella, which can only cover the area around Lin Xun for a foot, and beyond that, there is the vast river.

This river is as dark as ink!

Blameless lights!

Lin Xun's consciousness gradually sobered up, and he recognized this treasure given by the skeleton boatman, and also realized that he was drunk by this lamp.

Lin Xun took a deep breath and perceived carefully.

In the small area shrouded in dim light, there is nothing abnormal, giving people a calm, stable, and reassuring feeling.

But when the consciousness swept out of the light shadow, in an instant, the terrifying cold and violent aura was like a landslide and tsunami, slaughtering!

In that dark water, it is like countless demons and monsters dormant, and choose people to devour!

Lin Xun decisively withdrew his senses, and a hideous cold roar sounded in his ears, making him palpitate, and his face was a little difficult to look at.

Needless to say, this is the bottom of the River Styx!

It's just that the turbid blood-colored river has become an oppressive dark color.

And, without blame, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable!

Lin Xun took a deep breath and thought silently for a long time, then abandoned distracting thoughts and began to meditate.

There was silence all around, you couldn't even hear the sound of the water, and the darkness was so pervasive that it was hard to breathe.

But Lin Xun was unaware of this.

A day later.

The injuries around his body were repaired, and Lin Xun returned to his peak state, only to feel that his ears and eyes were clear, refreshed, and he had a strong desire to survive.

He looked to the side of the Blameless Lamp.

Its wick is like a bean, swaying with dim yellow mottled light and shadow, giving people a sense of warmth.

The lamp has a gray and antique color, like a stubborn iron that has been polished for endless years, giving people a breath of precipitation of time.

In the first place, the skeleton boatmen hoisted these boats in small black boats and crossed the River Styx.

Lin Xuntan held the lamp in his hand, wanting to use the power of the lamp to leave the River Styx.

It's just that, no matter how hard he tries, this lamp seems to grow on the ground, and it doesn't move at all!

Well?

Lin Xun's dark eyes froze and looked at it carefully.

After a while, he finally understood the reason, although this lamp turned on the shadow of the lamp, it blocked the strange power in the darkness for himself.

But at the same time, it is also oppressed by that strange force!

Lin Xun's face became uncertain, and he realized a key problem, if he wanted to get out of trouble, he must pioneer the strange power in the dark Styx!

It's just that with his current strength, it is impossible to do this at all.

What to do?

Lin Xun fell into deep thought.

He was never a man who sat still, but if there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.

The Great Black Bird once said that if it weren't for the black cauldron in its hand, even a saint would not be able to suppress the strange power in this river of Styx!

And now, Lin Xun is at the bottom of this Styx, and his strength is still extremely far away from the saint, and there seems to be no hope at all if he wants to get out of the predicament.

Just, is that really the case?

Three days later.

A bold thought appeared in Lin Xun's heart, if he caused the immortal tribulation thunder to come, could he split a way of life?

Thunder, derived from the will of the Heavenly Dao, is the most rigid and hegemonic, killing the evil of heaven and earth, and has the power to cleanse the world!

Under the River Styx, the accumulation of white bones and corpses, the remnants and resentments from antiquity sink here, only then does it seem strange and ominous.

If you can break a way out of the catastrophe, it is undoubtedly a good choice.

But at the same time, the stakes are enormous.

Lin Xun didn't dare to guarantee that during the tribulation, he would not be disturbed and invaded by those strange remnants, once there was a mistake, it would be a catastrophe!

After thinking about it, this was the only way Lin Xun could come up with to get out of trouble.

"That's it, now I am still some way away from triggering the first calamity of the Immortal Path, and before that, I can only ...... It's a retreat!"

Yes, retreat!

Being trapped here is like a moment of dormancy, Lin Xun doesn't think that he will always be trapped here and die in this life!

Thinking of this, Lin Xun completely calmed down and began to think silently.

This time he entered the Styx Forbidden Land, and he gained a lot of opportunities, such as many wonderful Dao fires, such as a sword move left by no disaster, such as nearly a hundred thunder sound purple bamboos, such as the Great Hades Divine Technique......

Not to mention these, just the magic medicine and royal medicine he carried on him were enough to support him to retreat here for a long time!

Airplanes~

Lin Xun did not hesitate, and sacrificed the outstanding wonderful Dao fire, turning into a furnace, exuding an eternal and immortal magical aura.

Boom!

The broken blade swept out, swept into the furnace in an instant, and began to be tempered and conceived.

Lin Xun waved his robe, and a bunch of divine materials poured out, shining brightly.

These divine materials are all collected by him over the years, and now, he intends to use these divine materials to temper the broken blade.

Lin Xun's expression was calm, and he separated a wisp of divine sense, controlling all the wonderful Dao fires, and from time to time he threw all kinds of divine materials into the Dao fires.

For refining, Lin Xun, as a Spirit Pattern Grandmaster, is naturally familiar with it.

Although the cultivation of the royal path is different from the refining weapon, they have the same path, and with the help of many wonderful Dao fires, it is enough for him to completely temper the broken blade.

The origin of the broken blade is extremely mysterious, and it has a mysterious inheritance itself, but in the final analysis, it is incomplete!

Lin Xun had long thought about whether to sacrifice a new royal path extreme soldier, or to turn the broken blade into his own royal path extreme soldier to conceive.

And now, he has made a decision.

Since his cultivation, the Broken Blade has always exerted immeasurable power, and like the "Yuan" character inheritance and the "Ji" character inheritance, they all need to be exerted through the Broken Blade.

If you choose a new weapon as the royal pole soldier, it is tantamount to making the Broken Blade Pearl dusty and destroying the heavens!

The flames of the Wonderful Dao are shining, like a furnace, constantly smelting divine materials, and the broken blades float and sink in them, being constantly tempered and conceived.

With a part of his divine consciousness controlling and paying attention to all this, Lin Xun no longer paid attention to it and immersed his mind in his own cultivation.

Now, his cultivation has reached the late stage of the King Realm, and he is only one step away from consummation.

What we need to do now is to cultivate to the extreme, advance to a breakthrough, and only in this way can we trigger the first tribulation of immortality!

However, before cultivating, Lin Xun decided to cultivate the [Great Hades Divine Technique] first!

If you can divide the primordial spirit into three parts, each in charge of the "past", "present life" and "future", it will be enough to achieve twice the result with half the effort for your own cultivation.

For example, when cultivating, a primordial spirit can go to comprehend martial arts, one can temper cultivation, and one can be used to comprehend the power of the avenue!

In the darkness, the dim oil lamp flickered, and Lin Xun fell into enlightenment, unaware of the passage of time......

......

The Forest Demon God is dead!

This news, like a storm, swept through the entire fire realm in just a few days, causing an uproar.

Many people couldn't believe it, but the news that accompanied the return of the strong man who went to the forbidden land of the Styx to explore the opportunity was further confirmed!

The forest demon god died, died on the way to the pursuit of the underworld, was attacked by the ancient Buddha from the Tibetan Temple of the earth, and fell under the Styx!

For a while, I don't know how many people regretted it.

Lin Demon God, just like a legend, has had too many miracles on his body, and since his debut, there has been no real defeat.

But such a peerless figure like a demon, but he hates under the River Styx, how can people not sigh and sigh?

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PS: Goldfish's grandfather passed away at noon today, and it was not updated at night, sorry everyone~