As Lin Zaibei's words fell, the pillar of red flame that he exuded from his body increased in vain with his anger, dazzling incomparably, reflecting the rolling clouds in the sky and the churning of red waves.

Looking at this terrifying momentum, the Blood Shura and Bai Lang couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then, this pillar of red flame continued to shrink and converge, and at the same time, Lin Zaibei's figure gradually appeared, and finally saw all the light of this pillar of red flame turned into a giant knife five feet long and two feet wide on Lin Zaibei's right hand, the handle of the knife was black and inlaid with yellow crystal, the tassels were like fire, the blade was red, and there were flame auspicious clouds carved on it。

With the appearance of this knife, a coercion made both Lin Fujun and Baifu Jun on the ground, all kneeling down, their bodies trembling, and the martial artists with a slightly lower realm directly prostrated on the ground, unable to move.

This is a spiritual soldier equivalent to the human realm and the human race!

Lin Mansion Picks Star Pavilion.

Lin Zaitian stood in a dark green robe with his hands in his hands, looking at the crimson giant pillar that went straight to the sky, and muttered:

"Second brother, do you still want to summon it... Now I have to say hello to the city lord, and it will be too big to end later... Alas, what are you doing with such impulsiveness..."

As he spoke, he flipped it with one hand, and a palm-sized paper crane spread its wings and flew towards a place in the city...

Sky Dome Academy

Soaring Court

The silver-haired old man also looked at the fading red pillar with his hands, his eyes surging with essence, and the white ape beside him chattered:

"It's over, it's the breath of that knife, oh my God, what is Lin Zaibei going to do..."

The silver-haired old man's expression was a little solemn, and he said gently:

"The mountains over there are full of infant spirits' grievances, presumably that is the means of the dark clan in the ghost world, such a strong grievance I don't know how many people's lives will be taken away, such a big rebellious thing, how can he endure it with his temperament?"

The white ape nodded, his eyes swept over the mountain in front of him, and said, "It's really not peaceful tonight, old man, don't you plan to make a move?"

The silver-haired old man smiled bitterly and said helplessly:

"What does that mean? Myself or the entire Heavenly Dome? If it were me, the masters of the Lin Mansion would definitely laugh at me, and if it represented the entire Heavenly Dome, it would be a violation of the agreement with the imperial court, as an academy," he glanced at the starry lights in the valley, and continued: "It's just used to teach students, as for the fights and killings in the outside world, open and secret battles, it has nothing to do with us." ”

The white ape pursed his lips, a little disapproving, quietly looking at the gradually disappearing pillar of light, a little distracted.

...

Nancheng

On the night of the rainstorm, few people walked around the city, but some people still noticed the movement of Tianhu Mountain and stopped to look at the optimus-like pillar of light.

It shines especially on a rainy night.

On the two gates of the mountain, there stood several men in black clothes, facing the place where the pillar of light had disappeared, as straight as a pole as if they were facing a great enemy, and although they were soaked by the rain, they still did not move.

After that, a few black shadows "swished" on the city gate, whispered a few words to those people, and they were relieved, as if out of strength, their bodies went limp, slumped on the ground, and said to a few black shadows:

"Are you sure?"

The black shadow nodded, "Well, stand down." There is no need to interfere tonight, they can't hurt the people of Nancheng. ”

......

Lin Zaibei stepped on the void, the giant knife in his right hand danced red, divided into five paths, wrapped around his arm, and gradually merged with his entire body, the familiar feeling of burning soul surged to his whole body like a tide, looking down at the red mang in his hand, Lin Zaibei's originally solemn face appeared a knowing smile, just like old friends who have not seen each other for many years suddenly meet at this moment, eager to have a long talk and talk about wine.

Lin Zun behind him stared at the second uncle in front of him with wide eyes, as if he had returned to his childhood, that day he begged to go out with his father, the three thousand heavenly pivot soldiers came to the demon city, and in the face of the thirty thousand demon army, the old father did not blink his eyes, and the Izumo stick in his hand was the same as the giant knife in the hand of the second uncle in front of him, as if he was integrated with his father, and a stick went down, like a green dragon churning, sweeping thousands of armies, the aura transited, and the armor was not left.

In his heart, like all children, he thinks that his father is invincible in the world.

After Daddy left, no one in the Lin Mansion could have that kind of fighting intent that despised the enemy, but the momentum exuded by the second uncle in front of him was aggressive, and it was eight or nine points similar to Daddy.

Ouyang Jie behind Lin Zun was also half-kneeling on the ground at this time, and the Red Flame Immortal Sword beside him let out bursts of wails, as if he was telling him something.

Ouyang Wei looked at the red giant knife in Lin Zaibei's hand with a frightened face.

"What did you say? That stone came from this knife?"

Ouyang Ji swept his gaze, the surrounding scene retreated like a tide, and in the depths of the Red Flame Immortal Sword, there was a red stone the size of a thumb, and the aura emitted was exactly the same as the dazzling giant knife in Lin Zaibei's hand. This red stone is when Ouyang Jian is still in the Ning Yuan Realm, when he was cultivating on the edge of a lava, he found that this thing is in the lava like a king in the world, the turbulent molten water avoids the flow, forming a vortex around its body, such as ten thousand submissions, Ouyang Jian knew at a glance that this thing is extraordinary, and the molten water flow rock bucket for a whole ten years to obtain the red stone, to take a closer look, found that the stone is flickering fireflies, Ouyang Jian knew that it is an extraordinary thing, at that time he was a fire spirit, his peers were proud and uninhibited, ordinary spirit soldiers did not enter his eyes at all, so he decided to use this stone as the spirit seed, looking for a weapon master to forge a hand spirit soldier, this has the Red Flame Fairy Sword, the fairy sword was born as unruly as himIt took him a whole decade to run into it, and finally he had a heart-to-heart connection.

At this time, his shock was more real than all the people present, and the spirit soldiers had nine grades, which were divided into primordial, mysterious, earthly, heavenly, zun, holy, immortal, small god, and supreme god.

The reason why the Red Flame Sword is stained with immortal characters and is so spiritual is because of the red stone the size of a thumb, and the aura emitted by it is even praised by the first master of the Zeshui Kingdom, so it was named an immortal spirit soldier.

And the giant knife in Lin Zaibei's hand is all this kind of strange red stone.

Ouyang Jian wanted to find the shocked jaw on the ground.

If the Red Flame in his hand is an immortal spirit soldier, then this sword is the highest god rank? It is rumored that it is only worthy of a supreme spirit soldier who appears in the god realm!

Lin Zaibei turned his head at this time, bumped into Ouyang Ji's suspicious gaze, and said:

"Ouyang Doll, your fire spirit method is stagnant now, you have to take a look, the old man's battle is quite beneficial to you, whether you break through the realm or not, it depends on your creation, using a knife and using a sword, it is completely different, but the integration with the spirit soldier is the foundation of all moves. ”

Ouyang Ji, who was over the age of six, nodded again and again in the face of Lin Zaibei, who was still only fifty, and blurted out:

"The younger generation knows..."

Lin Zaibei looked at Lin Zun, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said:

"Zun'er, I'll tell you in detail when I'm done cleaning up these two people, our identity, this battle will definitely cause a lot of trouble, I don't think the third sister will be able to hide it for long, but how can he be a man from the Lin Mansion?"

Lin Zun was silent, only nodded.

Ouyang Jian on the side asked:

"The second hall master, I haven't asked for the name of this knife yet.

Lin Zaibei grinned:

"It's called the Flame Splitting Blade. ”