on the battlefield.

Lin Futian glanced at Murong Qingshan, who was hiding in the distance, he was staying with Na Shao Li at this time, the latter obviously didn't want him to get involved in this strange thing anymore, so his palm kept pressing on Murong Qingshan's shoulder. Murong Qingshan's face twitched, he looked at Lin Futian in the distance, he didn't kill him in the sea in front of the academy at the beginning, but now he can no longer find a suitable reason to get rid of this person who made him extremely irritable. I didn't expect that time to be the last time I should have the most reasonable reason to get rid of him.

Murong Qingshan held the "thunder" in his hand, and he was still a little unwilling.

Shao Li slightly increased the force on his palm and frowned.

Murong Qingshan glanced at him impatiently, then let go of the hilt of his sword, but he didn't walk away, still choosing to stay here, looking for the most suitable opportunity to get rid of this man who had become a knot in his heart.

Lin Futian retracted his gaze.

In front of him, there was chaos, and the Yuan forces of different colors collided with each other and intertwined, forming large and small circles, exploding in all directions.

Lin Futian motioned to the yellow-haired monk next to him to withdraw his magical powers, and then said with interest: "I remember reading such a story in a book before, the dead in the village suddenly came back to life, and began to beat the coffin lid hard. Then the lid of the coffin was opened, and the man sat up, and he asked what the hell the man was doing, and that he was not dead. But the man's words were met with silent skepticism. One of the mourners finally said to him, "Friends, doctors, and God have proven that you are dead, and therefore, you are a dead man." Subsequently, he was buried as originally arranged. ”

Lin Futian looked at the yellow-haired monk who had withdrawn his magical powers, the golden "lotus" on his arm was gone, but he could still see the golden dots on his arm, all of which were the places where the lotus flower was born.

The yellow-haired monk didn't expect that in such an environment, this young man would be able to ask such words that seemed to have nothing to do with the matter in front of him, and the story he told didn't seem to be so simple, he vaguely felt something suddenly in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it. So he asked, "What about Zhenling Mountain?"

Lin Futian smiled, "Oh, it's okay, someone will pick up the things in there, and we don't really have much impact if we're not there." By the way, what do you think of this story?"

The yellow-haired monk pondered for a long time, then shook his head. "The story is a bit complicated, it seems to have something to do with the place above our heads, but isn't it too strange to think about it now?" he looked at Lin Futian with a smile.

The latter smiled, "It's not just over our heads now. ”

"How?" asked the yellow-haired monk as he surveyed the battlefield. Because of the location of those peak people in front of him, there is no need to worry too much, especially the unusually large real dragon, which actually made those eight dragons unable to exert their natal powers, so that the black-clothed people standing on them could not cooperate with the dragon to exert their secret skills.

Lin Futian replied: "It also hangs in our hearts." ”

Yellow-haired monk double

He clasped his hands together and wondered, "Isn't this strange? People have a natural reverence and fear for nature. ”

But Lin Futian shook his head, "No, it's because it's always been like this, that's why it's getting farther and farther away from that place, this ......" He raised his head and stared at the sky, "It's God's plan!"

The yellow-haired monk was terrified, because a trace of thought that he had never thought of before suddenly passed through his heart, and the appearance of this idea suddenly made him pull up countless intertwined "branches", once uprooted, even he couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be.

That will turn the whole world upside down.

Lin Futian suddenly patted him lightly on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's focus on the battlefield here first." Then, Lin Futian took his sword and disappeared in an instant.

The yellow-haired monk looked at the forest burial sky that appeared in the middle of the battlefield and swam between the various enemies like a fish in water, and suddenly felt as if this was the place where he was most comfortable. But the series of thoughts brought to him by Lin Futian's words could no longer disappear in his mind, even if he was calm, he would uncontrollably think of the thought that came to his heart.

Such a thought made him feel that he was "calculated" by the existence above his head.

If you want to fight with the sky, you can't fight.

The scale armor of Yan Tian exuded a holy golden light, and the eight dragons who were dull-eyed and controlled by others were forced down by a level, and they could not exert their original natal powers, so they could only resist Yan Tian's attack with their own physique, but they were under Yan Tian's hands, and they had no room for backhand at all, so they could only be pressed to the ground by it, twisting the keel, and unable to move anymore.

Fortunately, there is Bai Chan, and the barrier-breaking beads in his eyes can see through the back hands of many black-clothed people, so there will be this crushing situation.

Bai Chan sat on the sky of words, looking in all directions, and the halo of two heterochromatic eyeballs flowed, "East, pay attention to the woman who is bending over, she is holding a stone chain inlaid with magic beads in her hand, remember to dodge, otherwise, we will be trapped by the nine people who pretended to be dead behind her with the formation of the Demon Sect, combined with the fire dragon that is half dead, but still has the power to fight, we may be hit hard." ”

"Okay!" Yan Tian said with a smile.

Next, in fact, you don't need to think too much about it, just listen to Bai Chan's words.

"The person from the Stone Man Clan after paying attention, he seems to want to use all the Yuan Force to trigger the stone under the ground where we are, trapping us in the field he created, be careful, the Yuan Force flow at his mouth is the weakest, and he can attack there later......"

"There is a man in black who is in the realm of gods hiding in the pile of dead people behind the little girl of Luomei, pay attention. ”

......

Under Bai Chan's reminder, you can not only take care of yourself, but also take care of the acquaintances around you.

And this is only a small part of the power of the barrier-breaking bead. It's hard to imagine what it would be like if two pairs of barrier-breaking beads of the same color were together?

Lin Burial Heavenly Sword came to the back of not knowing himself

Next to Luo Mei, who was hiding a powerhouse in the realm of gods, before she could react, he grabbed her by the collar, and then carried her out of this place like this, and came to the side of Qin Sheng.

Before Lomé could come to his senses, he saw that inexplicable guy disappear in front of him again.

"Be careful. Lin Futian said as he left.

Qin Sheng smiled and nodded.

Luo Mei was slightly stunned, and then touched her somewhat hot face.

Lin Futian threw an extremely "spectacular" sword aura on the back of the black-clothed man who was pretending to be dead, and came to the ground with a "boom".

The man in black was entangled, whether he would hide or not hide from this sword qi, if he dodged, his ambush would be invalid, but if he didn't dodge, it was really difficult to weigh how powerful this sword qi was.

Just as he was struggling, that sword qi suddenly accelerated and fell.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The sword qi was sprinkled all over the place, and it was a white snow.

The corners of Lin Futian's mouth hooked.

You really underestimate my sword energy.

The man in black bounced up instantly, the clothes behind his back were already shattered, and a deep scar fell on his back, extending from his shoulder to his waist. He looked up and gasped.

It really hurts.

He saw that the cunning young man was gone, and he didn't seem to want to continue the fight with him, as if he was just trying to cut himself with a sword. The man in black took off his hood, and two long tentacles appeared on his head, which shone with electricity, as if it were a dark cloud in the sky where electricity was stored.

A layer of black gas appeared on the scar on the back of the strange man in black, slowly covering the wound and making a "sizzling" sound.

The wound healed at a visible speed, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, decided to abandon the established plan, glanced at the dragon that was still fighting not far away, and quickly had an idea.

Just as he was about to leave the distance, suddenly, a joking voice sounded in his ears: "Good idea." ”

The man in black was terrified, and he was about to leave after being wrapped in black gas.

A hand was already on his shoulder, and the man in black stiffened, and the aura in his body could no longer flow.

He turned his head slowly.

A bald monk with a ** on his face was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter? now you know you're scared?" asked the monk.

The man in black looked upward, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

It was an incomparably tall Buddha statue hanging behind this eccentric monk.

The monk put his other hand in front of him and muttered, "Good." ”

The eyes of the huge Buddha statue flashed with golden light, and then a pair of huge hands pressed on the heavenly spirit cover of the man in black.

"Wu Zen" glanced at the dying dragon in the distance, and then sighed silently.

He looked to the other side again, a visibly more smile on his face.

Lin Futian propped up the ground with his sword, and suddenly appeared behind a man in black, and after he pinched off the man's backbone with his hand, he quickly disappeared in place and appeared in another place.

The whole sequence of actions is crisp and sharp

Falling, without dragging mud and water at all.

Lin Futian, who is at the peak of the Yuan Hunt, is actually the person who has truly achieved the Yuan Hunt realm in the entire cultivation world.

Hunting the invisible aura between heaven and earth and turning it into one's own use is one aspect, and it is also something that most cultivators can do. And hunting cultivators of different realms and killing them with exquisite and strange means is the beginning of the Yuan Hunting realm. In ancient times, the strong people of Yuanjia at that time were all like this.

No matter what kind of person the other person is, they can "touch" the other person and give "trauma".

The reason why Lin Futian did not break through the realm for a long time and stayed in the Yuanjia realm was actually this. When you can feel more in this realm, then you will naturally feel more about that place. Stay in Yuanjiao, which means the word "hunting".

All living beings, in the beginning, are also the most primitive. It is a process of eating the weak and the strong, constantly hunting and eating.

Lin Futian appeared in the corner of the battlefield, his eyes indifferent.

I used to practice without a sword, but now it's more humane, but it's even more powerful?!

The corners of Lin Futian's mouth were hooked, and he held the Moon Pot Sword, and the tip of the sword swiped slightly on the ground.

In the past, a person who was skilled in his craft could draw circles and straight lines without rules, because his fingers and the tools he used had become one, and he could be single-minded and unrestrained. Therefore, it is often more comfortable to forget the existence of somewhere. If the mind remains the same, it will not be affected by external objects, and there will be no discomfort in the place where it is.

On the huge battlefield, Lin Futian actually closed his eyes.

He breathed steadily, and the noise around him didn't affect him in the slightest, and gradually, the light around him began to distort, and the tip of the Moon Pot Sword was radiant, and the air was full of Lin Futian's sword intent and sword qi.

And, of course, murderous.

It's just that this murderous aura is more pure.

Lin Futian clenched the hilt of his sword and suddenly opened his eyes.

With him as the center of the circle, the sword qi is criss-crossed, and the sword intent hangs upside down in the mountains and forests.

It was full of snow-white sword qi.

Passed through the enemy, bypassed his own side.

In the blink of an eye, there were no living enemies left within a radius of a hundred miles.

Lin Futian stood in place and lifted the Moon Pot Sword, then looked around, the corners of his mouth hooked.

If I hold a sword, then everywhere I am will be sword energy.