After the discussion, the head order immediately appeared on the peaks of the sect. And during these three months, no one can change it at will. It reads: "The land of the Holy Lord, the battle for creation, the legend of the sacred bones, and the battle with the Hades, prepare for war with all your might." ”

For many years, the Spirit Void Sect has been silent for too long, and there has not been such a big move for too long. And the head has been in retreat, but I didn't expect it to be such a powerful order as soon as I got out. The Spirit Void Sect and the Hades Palace, are they finally going to fight head-on?

After passing the level, he will enter the Lingxu Sect, in order to better improve his cultivation, and to be able to occupy a place on this continent and in this Imperial Spirit Middle Heaven, so every disciple is fundamentally bloody.

The days of comfort are coming to an end, and the whole sect is in retreat. Under the influence of Lin Mu, every disciple held back a momentum in his heart. He can do it, why can't we? Talent is not bad.

In the past seven days, on the peaks, it can be said that the pillars of spiritual energy can be seen everywhere. These pillars of light are completely condensed by spiritual power, and the spiritual children are constantly diffusing and aggregating. This law is determined according to the disciple's cultivation level.

The aura between heaven and earth kept circulating, gathering rapidly towards the Spirit Void Sect. Therefore, when the surrounding sects saw such a situation, they knew that the Lingxu Sect was about to make a big move, and it was not something they could provoke.

Liu Lone, Liu Ling, Song Quanyi, Song Qi, and Wang Da Niu. Compared to Lin Mu, these people with weaker talents are also concentrating on cultivation. Their level was higher than Lin Mu before, but now that they have been overtaken, they can't be neglected.

In the cultivation meditation room, Wang Da Niu supported the ground with both palms, infused the spiritual energy with the Yongquan acupoint, and then introduced it into the ground with both hands, and then condensed the spiritual energy of the earth. This kind of cultivation method was still learned from Lin Mu, and it seemed to be more useful to him.

Sweat was dripping and soaking wet, but he didn't feel tired at all, but his heart was filled with an indescribable momentum. He was originally a power-type cultivator, and he had a different kind of love for the qi of the earth.

"Brother Lin Mu, I know that your physique is special, and it is an existence that none of us can surpass. But in terms of talent alone, we are not bad. This method of reverse meridian cultivation gave me a new understanding of the qi of the earth spirit. ”

There is also spiritual power flowing on the hair, which is in tune with the earth. Gradually, Wang Da Niu condensed into a stone sculpture in an upside-down posture, and the aura kept flowing around him. It is also in this way that both the body and the spirit are nourished at the same time.

The mountain behind the sect, the most precipitous Jianmang Peak periphery.

Liu Lin and Liu Ling held long swords, and spiritual power surged on them. His eyes were solemn, and he could faintly see a trace of killing intent. The former said coldly: "Liu Ling, you treat me as Lin Mu, you don't have to keep your hands, let go of the attack on me." ”

With a little footstep, Liu Ling really didn't show any mercy, as if Lin Mu was in front of him. The spiritual power fluctuated on the arm, and in an instant, the spiritual power was completely concentrated on the long sword. The sword was scattered. It's overwhelming.

Surrounded by swords, Liu Lone's figure flowed mysteriously, and the long sword in his hand collided with the sword. After the aura was dispersed, it also continued to hit the original whirlpool of Jianmang Peak, causing a powerful explosion.

Boom, boom! The two figures are entangled, and it was agreed before that even if it was just a competition, they couldn't release water. Because in the upcoming battle for the land of the Holy Lord, no one will spare your hand, and you will fight to the death at every turn.

The sword light intertwined with the sword light, and the two of them stepped back sharply. Liu Ling stomped on his feet and forcibly stabilized his body. His face was ugly, and he stared at Liu Lin deadly: "If I can't even defeat you today, how can I talk about fighting with Lin Mu?"

If you want to enter the ruins of the Holy Lord, it is not as simple as the place of trial. It needs to be more powerful. Whether it's attack or defense, you have to be the strongest. Among the younger generations of the same level, the Hades Palace is much stronger.

The intertwined sound of Jin Ge continued to echo in the back mountain. The two fought tirelessly until late at night. At this time, the sword qi vortex of Jian Mang Peak, that is, the natural tearing power, began to turbulent.

I saw that in the air in front of me, a whirlpool force appeared, and the Gang Qi continued to shoot out like a sword. The two of them immediately dispersed, and the blades in their hands continued to scatter the qi. But defense alone is simply not enough.

Glancing at each other, Liu Lin nodded resolutely: "If you want to get stronger strength, then you must know how to take risks." Since we want to go to the Holy Lord's ruins, this time, we will go out. If you fail, you have no regrets. ”

The palms are stretched out, and the seal is swirling. One after another, the qi turned into swords, enveloping them head-on. An invisible suction force instantly sent them into the whirlpool. The tearing power in this is by no means something that ordinary people can resist.

At the same time, in the dimly lit chamber.

Song Quanyi sat cross-legged, his palms sealed, and the spiritual power around his body surged, forming a layer of qi around him. Above this gas, there was actually a faint trace of bloody gas. And Song Quanyi's face was also very ugly.

Gradually, the bloody qi became more and more intense, until it enveloped the entire Gang Qi shield. Song Quanyi opened his eyes, and his eyes were also blood-red. The breath flowed on his face, and a stream of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth before spurting out violently.

The blood mist fell on the fan bone in front of him, and the pitch-black runes began to react. Song Quanyi had words in his mouth: "I use the power of essence and blood to awaken the only remaining fierce qi." Red phosphorus fan bone, reappeared. ”

The palms were stretched out, and the bloody air flow surged. The red phosphorus fan bone swirls above this scarlet air current. After a long time, a trace of fierce aura finally gushed out. Song Quanyi raised his hand to hold it, and the runes spread across his arm.

Rushing... Rushing...

The sound of space trembling reverberated in the secret room again and again. Song Quanyi's whole body was filled with the fierce aura of the beast, refining the red phosphorus fan bone over and over again. If he wants not to be eliminated in the Land of the Holy Lord, then this red phosphorus fan bone is his absolute hole card.

Footsteps turned, standing firmly. His eyes swept over the red phosphorus fan bone, and he said lightly: "Although the fan bone refined this time is not as good as before, I think it should be enough in the Holy Lord Land." ”

Seven sons of Lingxu: Song Quanyi, Liu Lian, Liu Ling, Song Qi, Wang Daniu, Lin Mu, Xu Muqing.

They were each making their final preparations. Everyone has their own suitable cultivation method, and they are also working hard in their own way. As for Xu Muqing, he has been locked in the ice realm since then, and has been practicing in absolute seclusion.

The cold land is suitable for cultivating the existence of cold qi. Xu Muqing condensed into an ice sculpture and sat quietly on the cold jade bed. The chill swirled around her. At regular intervals, absorption is carried out.

This kind of cultivation method is like a silkworm chrysalis. When the aura reaches a certain level, it is refined into spiritual power. Then after the purity of spiritual power was improved, it burst out with even more powerful power, and at that time, Xu Muqing could get out.

"Qing'er, as a teacher, I hope you don't disappoint me. This time is not the same as before, if there is no perfect preparation, in the land of the Holy Lord, it will be nine deaths and one life. The teacher didn't want to see this happen, so he had to hold on for a while. ”