In the beast forest, the ancient trees were verdant, and a bleak atmosphere was permeated, Lin Tian left from the beast forest with a helpless face, and it could be seen that this conversation was not going well.

Chen Xin has already become a demon because of hatred, and the Tao she preached is also the way of the devil, when Lin Fan was seriously injured to death, her world collapsed in an instant, and the monstrous hatred was transformed into an unyielding will, for Lin Fan, she fell into the devil's way, and vowed to slaughter the people who chased and killed them that day. If it weren't for Lin Fan's request before her death to make a poisonous oath to wait for a hundred years before coming to seek revenge, Tianhe City would have ushered in a catastrophe that day! It can be said that this hatred has already penetrated into Chen Xin's bone marrow, and it is far from being something that Lin Tian can dissolve.

All Lin Tian could think about at the moment was to go to the Xiaoyao Sect in the Eastern Regions of the Continent to find his best friend Sikong Yun to see if he could invite the Martial Emperor of the Xiaoyao Sect to come out, he really didn't want to see Tianhe City destroyed like this.

Shrinking the ground into an inch and spreading it out, Lin Tian disappeared in place in an instant, at this moment he didn't dare to delay half a minute, that was tens of millions of lives!

In the Sword Pavilion, Lin Chen sat outside the sword array, silently recalling the mystery of the sword trick of dripping blood, dripping blood will kill, once you make a move, it will be a harvest of life, this sword trick is created by a master of killing, naturally there is no fixed routine. When the blood drops, the person is already dead! This sword trick is so terrifying!

Before this, Lin Chen and the sword puppets in the sword array were against the enemy, there were no sword moves at all, and he opened and closed widely, relying on his own fighting instincts, so it was naturally impossible to defeat the sword puppets, he was only familiar with the use of the sword, and only by being familiar with it could he see the moves.

At this moment, Lin Chen was only going to make a move on the Blood Dripping Sword, although it was the first time to use it, Lin Chen faintly felt that this sword technique was the most suitable killing move for him!

After adjusting his physical condition, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and moved his limbs, which were a little stiff because he had been sitting cross-legged for too long, Lin Chen was ready to break through again!

Although this kind of cultivation is very hard, the effect is also obvious, in less than a day, Lin Chen's comprehensive combat power can be said to be a little stronger!

Holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, he stepped into the sword formation with one foot, the familiar burning sensation stung Lin Chen's nerves, and his spiritual sense was highly tense and concentrated, this time, he must break through this second layer!

Looking at the change in Lin Chen's state in the sword array, the old man outside the Sword Pavilion was a little surprised, this time Lin Chen did not immediately enter the battle state like just now, but was surprisingly calm, the Qingfeng Sword was full of swords, the cold light flickered, and there was a trace of coldness all over his body, and the whole person was like a piece of cold ice, exuding a coldness in this scorching magma world.

The magma sword puppets known as the Gatekeepers of Hell have reappeared, they have no intelligence or emotion, but they have superb fighting instincts that are perverted.

The movements were as simple and direct as ever, without half a point of fancy, and the breath of flames gushed out, pressing Lin Chen's nerves.

The cold light on the Qingfeng sword flickered, Lin Chen calmly fought against the sword puppet, it was still a little difficult, after all, the opponent was a perverted existence in the sword path, Lin Chen wanted to match him in the sword path in a short time, it was unrealistic. On the martial arts, even if you are a genius, you have to go through countless hard training to achieve certain achievements.

Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, you are destined to have an ordinary life in this life.

Lin Chen's one-armed spiritual power was instilled into the Qingfeng Sword, the blade roared softly under the infusion of spiritual power, and the ethereal sound of the sword roared in bursts, and suddenly the sharp sword light flashed by, it was the first form of the blood-dripping sword technique-Cold Moon!

The sword was extremely cold under the swallowing, like a cold moon slowly unfolding in the magma world, this sword move was also named, the first time Lin Chen used it, he was almost drained of his physical strength, but even such a strong move left a scar of a few centimeters on the magma puppet's body, and then he was killed by the sword puppet in the phantom array, and withdrew from the sword array again.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this second-layer sword puppet is really perverted! The first form of the blood-dripping sword technique is said to be the most powerful move! But it only left an insignificant scar on the sword puppet, and if it develops like this, I don't know when I will be able to break through this second layer!

Lin Chen didn't know at all that the trick Leng Yue just now had already shocked the old man guarding the Sword Pavilion, he naturally knew that Lin Chen had just cultivated the sword, and that move Leng Yue was just flashy, empty and empty, and did not exert real power.

But who has ever heard that a warrior can use the sword trick when he first starts to cultivate his sword?