Volume 1 Chapter 320 Thousand Army Pen, Civil and Military Fighting!

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"This ...... What did I do?! Lin Shen grabbed his head with his hand and squeezed it fiercely. "Net"

looked at the torn black robe beside him, and a few strands of light yarn on the ground...... And after entering the cave, the vague memory told him......

He did something sorry for the dream...... Lin Shenxin didn't know what it was like. There may be self-blame, but it also has a faint aftertaste...... The body of the dream is really unforgettable.

"Where's she? …… Yes, if this kind of thing happened, she would definitely avoid me! Does this turn into saving or harming? Lin Shen smiled helplessly.

Although Lin Shen blamed himself and apologized, he would not collapse.

He casually put on his shirt and left the cave with a single movement...... The important thing at this moment is not to cling to this matter, but to find the eternal battle spirit.

"Look like this...... There will probably be an hour before we can get to the dark part of the blood-colored clouds! "The shuttle of the Lin Shen Mountain Range has reached the point of the third spiritual eye, and it can perceive almost everything in the distance.

It was because of its hidden war spirit, as well as the fierce beasts formed by the yin evil, etc., Lin Shen could have avoided it.

It really couldn't be avoided, but Lin Shen could only use the wings of thunder to dodge...... He felt that as long as the distance did not exceed the distance of zhang, it would not cause the fluctuation of the gloomy red cloud......

The blood-colored clouds in the sky were called gloomy red clouds by Lin Shen.

"Three Spirits...... Let me see how you work together! Lin looked at the three humanoid creatures blocking the road in front of him immersively, and the battle spirit could no longer be counted as a human, so he called it three.

The battle spirit in front of him, his eyes were still crimson, and his armor and weapons were still so rotten, but they were shining brightly.

"The Immortal Family Treasure Book, falling into the mortal dust, is the Immortal Dust Sword Codex!" The Suoyun Sword jumped out of his body, and there were faint traces of the spirit on it, but Lin Shen didn't see it.

"Yin and Yang are combined, let me cultivate one more point...... Ben Naer and others try the poetic sword of this mortal sword chapter! Lin Shen's eyes lit up slightly, but he groaned.

The war spirit just shouted in a low voice, the sentence that was born to know, born ...... Fight also!

As for the poetry sword, it was a trick that Lin Shen comprehended only after he was in harmony with Dream Yin and Yang this time, and his cultivation suddenly jumped to the point of the Seven Star Sword madness.

It's not sword skill...... It's just a feeling, it's the inexplicable rhythm of the mortal dust chapter that woke up Lin Shen.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and mixed manifolds-" Lin Shen's figure jumped suddenly, and the aqua blue sword was shining.

The loud shouts that resounded through the heavens and the earth seemed to shatter the gloomy aura in this Xiang mausoleum.

Righteous songs, poems! Haoran righteousness, the righteousness of heaven and earth! This battle spirit is the condensation of yin and evil qi, and the heroic righteousness can be said to be their great nemesis!

As soon as Lin Shen's words fell, he saw that the red brilliance in the eyes of the three battle spirits froze slightly, and he seemed to be a little stunned.

Suoyun Sword, Sword! The Sword of Locking Clouds, the Spirit Sword of Missing!

The blue light between heaven and earth is magnificent...... Lin Shen's figure actually moved quickly around the three battle spirits. Everywhere around, countless afterimages were left......

or standing, or lying down, or holding a sword, or raising a sword...... On every afterimage, there is a kind of imposable righteousness, the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the sword is given with poetry!

"The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. ”

Lin Shen moved again, there was no afterimage, as if he suddenly had spirituality, and he actually started his own actions...... The afterimage of the standing, shaking his head and chanting poetry, the afterimage lying flat, his hands folded, and he realized in his sleep......

Holding the sword remnant, suddenly the sword dance is brilliant, the sword raiser, the sword points to the green and the dark, and laughs at the sky!

"Born ......"

"The imperial road should be Qingyi, Han and Tuming Court." Lin Shen let out a loud shout, interrupting the shout of the war soul that had just come out, and the figures of the three war spirits suddenly froze, and the fierceness of their eyes was diluted a lot.

"When the poor festival is seen, one by one. Qi Tai Shi Jian, Jin Dong fox pen. ”

"Qin Zhang Liangzhi, Han Su Wu Festival. For General Yan's head, for Ji's bloody ......"

Lin Shen's sword moved faster and faster, and it became more and more unpredictable. The remnants left here and there have not dissipated with time, but have become more realistic.

The movements of those afterimages are also becoming more and more decent, as if they were natural!

Haoran's righteousness spread, and a faint purple actually appeared in the Xiangling Tomb...... The purple mist is the breath of Haoran, the breath of Confucianism and Taoism...... Retreat from all yin and evil spirits!

"The philosopher's day is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves show the book and read, and the ancient road is ...... according to the color" Lin Shen's voice fell, and Suo Yunjian's fierce hand trembled, and then disappeared......

The corners of Lin Shen's eyes carried a touch of grandeur that could not be ignored...... His figure walked forward without half a moment's hesitation, but the three battle spirits did not make the slightest movement.

"Born ...... Battle ......"

Lin Shen's figure gradually drifted away, and a low cry came from behind him. The Empty Purple Haoran Righteous Qi suddenly dissipated, and the bodies of the three battle spirits instantly collapsed and turned into ashes!

"Pen, pen, pen...... Where did the pen go? Where did the pen go? "Xiang Mausoleum," a young man yelled in annoyance. There was only the gloomy wind that blew around the tube from time to time, and the grayish-white decayed trees.

"I found the place of the picture, the problem is that you can't get the picture without a pen, this is ......" Li Yiwolf looked at the continuous mountains in front of him, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Why aren't the pen and the picture together? Could it be providence? …… Or are these two things not yet in the present world? The immeasurable catastrophe has appeared, and without them to calm the rebellion of the nations, what a great calamity! ”

Li Yiwolf glanced at the mountain range in front of him a little helplessly, and then turned into a long sigh.

"Undefeated Venerable...... Legend has it that you have comprehended the mystery of the Five Realms Breaking Emperor, why...... I don't want to be opposed, I don't want to be opposed, a loyal word has harmed you for 10,000 years......"

"Shouldn't they have been born out of my hand? That is...... I don't want it! ”

Li Yiwolf's words fell, he took out a token, crushed it suddenly, and his figure instantly stepped into the space and disappeared.

The surroundings were as always, and the gray scenery that was turning over and over made Lin Shen's mind a little dizzy.

What a dead silence it is! Those who have never seen it can never imagine what will happen to a place that has been silent for 10,000 years.

Maybe those war spirits are still angry here. If there are no these war spirits, I am afraid that this place will be more eerie, at least the ubiquitous shouts have added a bit of vitality to this place.

Although the shout was a little muffled.

“…… It's a familiar feeling......" Lin Shen's steps suddenly paused, and he looked around, although there were more precious herbs and flowers growing in many places, but Lin Shen didn't step forward to pick them.

These things can only be regarded as ordinary things, and they have no effect on him. The reason why Lin Shen stopped was not because of this, but because he felt a sense of attraction.

That feeling, like fate, can't be thrown away, can't be given up.

"What is it......" Lin Shen muttered. He doesn't ask for any natural treasures in this tomb, and the only thing he wants is the eternal war spirit!

But the Eternal War Spirit is obviously impossible to appear here. Because of the Hidden Tomb of the Ancient War Soul! But apart from the Eternal Battle Spirit, Lin Shen couldn't figure out what would have a certain impact on his consciousness!

That sense of attraction, Lin Shen could clearly feel it.

"No matter...... Check it out! The sword qi hand of the dead marquis, even if there is danger, can escape! Lin Shen glanced back at the extremely high mountain peak behind his right.

This mausoleum is also strange, although the mountains are connected...... But it's not the high peaks that go hand in hand with the high peaks, but the scattered ones.

For example, the place where Lin Shen appeared can only be regarded as a higher hill. But the place where that sense of attraction came from was the mountain behind that went straight into the clouds!

Lin Shen is not a person who has a lot of life and wrong, but this feeling that his heart has been trembling is really uncomfortable. What's more, the possibility of being in danger with a sword qi hand of Sword Venerable is indeed very small!

His figure instantly reversed, heading towards the right rear.

The figure of the dream slowly stopped, she liked the majestic mountains, liked to stand on the top of the mountain, and let the harsh mountain wind blow her tips.

Wearing a long crimson dress, her pale face, which she had endured at the beginning, looked like a fairy.

The mountain peak in front of you is the Mengxiang Mausoleum, and it temporarily encounters a high one...... Looking at that appearance, at least as high as a thousand feet, it can be called a towering mountain!

Meng's heart is very confused, so she will travel to this high mountain. She wanted to climb up and let the cold wind on the top of the mountain calm her somewhat depressed thoughts.

The crimson dress, the gray trees and grasses, look so dazzling...... The slender body of the dream slowly turned his head and looked behind him deeply......

There is nostalgia in the eyes, there is a touch of hatred, and the deep is still confused......

Her figure also slowly followed the mountain road, walking upwards step by step.

"The danger of Huashan is probably like this!"

Lin Shen stopped his figure, looked at the mountain peak in front of him, and couldn't help but nod his head in admiration.

Naturally, he wouldn't walk to the top of the mountain like in a dream...... Lin Shen was already pretending to be in his heart, so Nianyun's body method was running and he rushed towards the top of the mountain.

That mountain road may be difficult for ordinary people to climb. But for the sword madness level powerhouse, you only need to borrow a little strength, and you can quickly climb to the top of the mountain!

After a long time, Lin Shen's eyes suddenly froze.

Halfway up the mountain, a crimson back, is so sad and cold, left behind!

Although Lin Shen didn't see the front of the figure ......, the feeling in his subconscious made him feel that the figure was a dream that intersected with him.

Only dreams can have this kind of cold and lonely, like the temperament of the broad cold cinnamon.

The crimson figure in front of him shuddered suddenly, then paused, but did not look back...... Lin Shen's heart moved, he had already determined the identity of the person in front of him, and he was quickly swept upward......

"Seeing each other is like not seeing ......"

The gentle and cold voice of the dream, like a fluttering fairy music, whispered about the clutch and dispersion.

Her voice was actually very low, but Lin Shen had the secret skill of catching wind ears, and this low murmur also made his heart tremble. The figure was much faster, and he began to shout regardless of so much......

"Dream ...... No matter what you think! In short, I ...... with you I, Lin Shen, will be responsible, otherwise, wouldn't I be like an ignorant and virtuous brute! Lin Shen's voice was very firm.

Although he didn't know how to face the guilt he felt for Lin Yun in his heart, he wouldn't shirk what he was responsible for.

"Don't ...... Don't go! As soon as Lin Shen's voice fell, the figure of the woman in front of her, who was already very close, trembled slightly, and then left a crimson afterimage, but she didn't know where to go......

“…… Dreams are not stupid, since the body of dreams has been given to you...... I won't fail you for the rest of my life! But the dream can't accept such a huge contrast and impact, and when the dream passes, I hope you can still miss the dream......"

"There will be a day when we meet, and gathering and dispersing are always impermanent!"

The voice of the dream, gentle and soft like never before...... With three points of shyness and seven points of enchantment. Lin Shen was almost stunned for another moment.

Until he reacted, he nodded thoughtfully.

"I-wait-you-" Lin Shen's heart throbbed, his dantian lifted his breath, and shouted loudly, and the continuous mountain peaks reverberated and were extremely ethereal!

On the other side of the mountainside, a crimson figure slowly stopped after all. At this moment, there was a loud shout, it was so clear, with a kind of commitment to determination!

In the corners of the dream's eyes, two lines of tears inexplicably appeared. She has no relationship with Lin Shen, this kind of thing is too sudden for her, as she said, she needs time to figure everything out!

Lin Shen's shout touched the softness and helplessness in her heart......

The reason why Lin Shen didn't chase his dream was because he knew that he couldn't catch up at all.

Unless you can use the law of time in your body, but that's obviously impossible.

Lin Shen faintly saw some clues in the way of dreams...... With a touch of the shadow of the Vermilion Bird, this body method should be related to the Vermilion Bird of the Four Holy Beasts.

"Suzaku ...... I seemed to think of something just now, why did I forget it in a blink ......of an eye" Lin Shen frowned slightly, and muttered in a low voice as he walked towards the top of the mountain.

Since the dream said that, Lin Shen naturally couldn't entangle it anymore. He also understands that this kind of thing is not so easy to figure out to any woman.

The vast continent is not the glittering world of flowers in the previous life.

What's more, a woman like a dream, like an immortal, except for her own figured it out, even if Lin Shen went to persecute her, she could only get her people, but she couldn't get her heart!

Fortunately, Dream did not have a sense of disgust for what Lin Shen did. In other words, he still has a chance to compensate this woman, it's just a matter of time!

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!"

Lin Shen finally climbed to the top of the mountain...... He couldn't help but stand in the clouds and mist, and groaned loudly.

This is different from the peak of Qingfeng that day, standing here at this moment, it is the result of him climbing step by step.

Strangely enough, the top of this mountain has long been more than a foot above the ground, but there is no fluctuation in the gloomy red clouds in the sky, and it seems that only flying can touch this taboo.

"This gloomy red cloud is really weird...... Lin Shen took a deep breath of the cold wind on the top of the mountain, and then said.

This gloomy red cloud, when viewed above the ground, seems to be low. But Lin Shen stood on the top of the mountain at this moment to look, but there was no difference between the height and the height seen on the ground.

“…… Sure enough, it's here, but what is it that attracts me? Lin Shen instantly put the weirdness of the gloomy red cloud behind him and turned around to look around.

He looked around, but he didn't notice, far away from him...... A stunning woman in a crimson dress, with clouds on the top of the mountain, looked at him from afar.

The woman's mind completely sank the heroic verse he had just chanted.

"Oh my God! …… What is it that attracts me here? Why can't you even see a ghost? It's so weird, too! Lin Shen ran around a little helplessly, and said in distress.

He's not in a hurry, he's going to have to rush back to where he just was, and it will take some time. was attracted by the unwarranted attraction for no reason, and Lin Shen was also a little irritable.

Meng's beautiful eyes were slightly stagnant, and then he looked at him walking around the top of the mountain.

The strange thing about the dream is that what will attract Lin Shen to this Xiangling Mausoleum...... However, when he thought of the blue dragon mark on his shoulder, which suddenly appeared with Lin Shen, it was not surprising that the blue dragon mark hovering with the phoenix appeared.

After all, it is not surprising that people who are involved with Qinglong have any birth.

"You can't get out...... If you don't come out, I'll go! After Lin Shen Mountaintop used his spiritual power to probe many times to no avail, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and shouted helplessly everywhere.

He also knew that this was useless work, but he couldn't help but complain.

"I'm really leaving......" Lin Shen's steps had just taken a step, but he couldn't help but stop.

Because he had just turned around, the fluctuation that attracted him became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to pull and explode his mind, and this attraction completely made it difficult for Lin Shen to move one more step.

"Play with me! I can't get out in the end! Lin Shen yelled, after all, he still couldn't give up this attraction. All in all, curiosity haunts me.

"Please...... Come out ......" Lin Shen wailed, I don't know why, as long as he turned around and wanted to leave, the attraction was absolutely strong enough to make him stop in an instant.

The clouds and mist on the top of the mountain were inexplicably thicker, and the cold wind was slightly stagnant.

Lin Shen's expression froze slightly, he knew that something might change. At the moment, he couldn't take his eyes off the front, and when the thing that came from the strong fluctuations appeared, his eyes suddenly became round......

There was a pen floating in the air, and the decaying bronze was the barrel...... As for the nib, it is bright red...... Lin Shen only glanced at it, and inexplicably knew that the tip of the pen was dyed red by the blood of countless people!

Pen! There was actually a pen, Lin Shen definitely didn't imagine that there would be a pen here! However, looking at the extremely rotten but exuding a strong spiritual pen, his expression lit up slightly!

Could it be ...... Tattoo pen? Lin Shen's heart trembled, if it really was, then it would be really a blessing. The Xiangling Tomb was a battlefield 10,000 years ago, and it is not surprising that some of the spiritual masters who accompanied the army wore a tattoo pen!

After all, in battle, although the soldier's weapon is not a spirit sword, it can also be blessed with a spirit map for a short time! In this way, the combat effectiveness will undoubtedly be greatly enhanced...... It's normal that there are spiritists in the army!

As soon as this thought appeared, Lin Shen was excited. You must know that Ou Lao's kind of existence in Yanzhou is only one Jade Qingluan, and even many spirit level spirit appendages do not have a spirit pen-

From this alone, you can imagine the preciousness of the tattoo pen.

The decaying bronze pen, slowly floating in front of Lin Shen, if you want to describe it in one sentence, it is-

Immovable as a mountain! Thunder!

This one, exuding a suffocating breath of desire, that is the battlefield, the breath of thousands of troops drinking blood!

"The pen is like a person, and the pen has a spiritual ......," Lin Shen muttered, but his eyes looked at the decaying bronze pen in front of him without moving.

"The owner of this item is afraid that he is also a warrior who stands up to the sky!"

"This is the one who drank blood...... More than a thousand, more than 10,000! Lin Shen's expression was a little weird, but it was still shocked.

How terrifying it is to drink the blood of 10,000 people! The murderous aura and ferocity of this alone can scare countless people to death!

"Could it be...... Is that a tattoo pen? Could it be ...... Is he still a spiritualist? Yume's cherry lips opened slightly, and she murmured in a low voice.

The voice was enchanting and gentle, so that the cold wind around her couldn't help but be a little gentle.

"Qinglong upholds the luck of the four holy beasts and fifty percent, and it is really not a lie!" The eyes of the dream are slightly misty.

"But according to the inheritance memory...... The tattoo pen is born from heaven and earth, and it is not so easy to accept it! I don't know if he has the ability to do this...... "Meng's mind is a little strange.

On the one hand, she hoped that Lin Shen would succeed in collecting it, but on the other hand, she felt that it was impossible for Lin Shen to succeed in collecting it.

But Lin Shen didn't feel anything about all this. Dream didn't know how to hide his breath, but he didn't realize that Dream was actually on the top of a mountain with him.

This is also the reason why Lin Shen didn't really use his spiritual eye, otherwise he would definitely be able to dream of it.

Lin Shen didn't know about these questions. He was really stunned at the moment and looked at the decaying bronze pen in front of him, his face was extremely shocked.

"You...... Are you talking to me? His mouth was wide open, as if he had swallowed an egg.

"Martial Fighting! Choose one of the two! Drunk and lying on the battlefield, the pen number is a thousand troops!! Lin Shen straightened his mind slightly, and then calmed down.

This pen is spiritual, and the words just now resounded directly in his mind. Judging from this sentence, this pen is called a Qianjun pen, and he has to choose the way to compete......

"This ...... Isn't it better than that? Lin Shen knew a little bit in his heart, maybe this competition was a way for Qianjun to recognize the master. He heard Ou Lao say that when the tattoo pen recognizes the master, any test may occur.

There was no movement in the Qianjun pen, but the evil aura lingered, which was shocking!

Martial arts! Lin Shen smacked his tongue...... Drinking the blood of 10,000 people, these thousands of military pens are only afraid that one stroke will fall, and they can directly write him to death! Martial arts is absolutely not advisable, Lin Shen is still self-aware!

So...... The corners of Lin Shen's mouth slightly flushed with a wry smile-

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