Space changes, and the stars change.

In the midst of the recklessness, a figure walked out.

Lin Zhao fell in the barren place, and his divine thoughts swept away, observing the four directions. It is a projection of the gods, and the gods are insufficient, but all of them can also cover the land of the Ming Dynasty, thousands of miles away.

Within a thousand miles, there are barren mountains.

Above the barren mountain, under the earth, there are scattered ancient temples that still exist, and there are bronze Buddha statues immortal, it seems that there was a large temple of considerable scale here at the beginning.

"Kurong Ancient Temple?"

Lin Zhao looked at his feet, and an indefinite treasure turned into powder and fell to the ground, also in the shape of a ring. Not far from all around are dozens of green bamboos. The original delicate green bamboo is also instantly yellowed and exhausted at this moment.

"Kurong is wonderful, and one end leads to the Kurong Ancient Temple, which is connected by a formation. ”

"This is where the formation is. This relic should be a withered ancient temple that has long since been destroyed. ”

Lin Zhao stretched out a palm, looked at the palm lines, and the divine power jumped to hook up the surrounding breath, to deduce the root cause of the decline of this place.

It's just that Lin Zhaodao didn't do well, and in the end he only calculated that thousands of years ago, seeing that there were some warriors here, he searched for ancient temples over and over again, and took away the slightly valuable scriptures and divine soldiers.

In the end, only the bronze Buddha statues that were worthless to the warriors were left, and the ruined temples were left.

"The Kurong Ancient Temple, which was once expected to impact the top level of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, actually ended up like this. ”

"Pathetic!

Lin Zhao sighed.

In the past, the Kurong Ancient Temple had three great monks comparable to the perfection of the Five Qi Realm, as long as one of these three monks could break through the shackles, they could lead the Kurong Ancient Temple to become a transcendent force like Xuanxin Pavilion.

It's a pity.

One step is forever.

Lin Zhao walked dozens of miles in one step, marching among the mountains.

It can be seen that this area was originally occupied by Kurong Ancient Temple, and there were dilapidated temples everywhere. Among them, the slightly valuable treasures have been scavenged by many warriors over the years.

The aura here is for some reason, thin and pitiful. It's not as good as the Demon Heart Island where Da Ming is located.

So that no one occupies it, and it is reduced to barren mountains and mountains.

"Let's find out what kind of boundary this belongs to. ”

Lin Zhao disappeared and walked in the void. Unless the strength reaches the level of robbery, it will never be able to find its traces.

So.

All the way south.

Thousands of miles of barrenness are fleeting, and prosperity is finally in sight.

Before Lin Zhao's figure arrived, his divine thoughts went first, and he explored the mountains in front of him one step earlier, and there were many buildings standing in front of him. Between the mountains, inside and outside the building, there are warriors coming and going.

A scene of prosperity.

Steep.

Lin Zhao's heart moved, and his divine thoughts seemed to hit an iron wall, and there was a tingling pain.

"Who dares to come to the Iron Blood God Sect to be presumptuous?!"

A loud shout rang out from the mountains ahead, exploding in the void.

Lin Zhao's figure froze, and he saw a figure appear in front of him first, blocking his way.

This man was dressed in a red robe, with a red tasseled spear hanging behind his back, his sword eyebrows upside down, and his eyes full of cold blood.

Behind him, seven people came sideways, lined up.

The momentum is amazing.

"Iron Blood God Sect. ”

Lin Zhao instantly knew where this place was.

According to the confessions of Venerable Yisu and others, as well as the information obtained by the Ming Imperial Court from the many warriors of the Imperial Dragon Mansion, Lin Zhao also had a general understanding of Chilei Buzhou.

This Red Thunder Continent is one of the three major continents of the end of the world, and the territory is vast, and I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Even if you rob the Venerable, you don't want to set foot in all the realms.

Such a large Chilei continent is roughly divided into four regions, southeast, northwest and northwest, which have been followed to this day.

Whether it is the Imperial Dragon Mansion or the location of the Demon Heart Island, they all belong to the Southern Sea of the Red Thunder Continent. It's just that the two are islands, separated from the main body of Chilei Buzhou by a sea area, and are not directly bordered.

The Iron Blood God Sect is located on the Southern Continent of the Red Thunder Continent, and it is still hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Southern Sea.

"Iron Blood God Sect. ”

"In other words, this is the southern region of the Red Thunder Continent. ”

Lin Zhao said softly.

It is relatively close to the Southern Sea and Demon Heart Island, and the operability is far greater than that of the East and West Regions or the Northern Regions of the Red Thunder Continent, which makes Lin Zhao feel very good.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that Lin Zhao was not afraid at all, he didn't even take them seriously. Yang Sanhe, the sect leader of the Iron Blood God Sect, suddenly snorted, and his anger soared.

I saw that the red tassel spear stabbed out violently, and one blow crossed dozens of miles and attacked Lin Zhao.

The seven warriors behind Yang Sanhe were even more immoral, each holding a spear, and came over together.

"It's the style of the Iron Blood God Sect. ”

As far as he knew, the Iron Blood Divine Sect was known for its iron blood, domineering and resolute, iron-blooded and ruthless, which could be called both good and evil. But there is a collision, if it is stronger, then it is fine. If it is not as good, it must be chased and beaten fiercely, and never leave a hand.

And when fighting, ordinary morality is not talked about. It is common to rush up.

Lin Zhao chuckled lightly and poked a finger out.

Divine power swirled in his fingertips, and a ray of flame poked out. At this time, Yang Sanhe's red tassel spear attacked and collided with Lin Zhao's fingertips.

Lin Zhao felt a strong force coming from the red tassel gun.

This is the power that only a martial arts powerhouse can only have completely refined the seven spirits and survived the fire tribulation. Far more powerful than Venerable Isu!

"Iron Blood God Sect!"

"Sect Master Yang Sanhe, the peak of the fire tribulation!"

Lin Zhao's heart flashed, and he shook his head, "I have already broken through and stepped into the Thunder Tribulation Realm." ”

The two collide, no matter how big or down!

As soon as he fought, Lin Zhao knew that the strength of the Iron-Blood God Sect Sect Master in front of him was not the peak of the Fire Tribulation known to the outside world, but had broken through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm early, and it had been stabilized.

He looked at Yang Sanhe and saw that the divine light in Yang Sanhe's eyes was condensed. This is a sign that you have already survived a thunderstorm and condensed a soul.

"Death!"

One hit to no avail!

Yang Sanhe's anger was furious, and a ray of light bloomed in his pupils, directly attacking Lin Zhao.

A strong martial artist, a meritorious person, and a soul that is incredibly powerful, can hurt people at a glance-

This is a 'sighting'!

Spear to death, witness the soul breaking!

The two-pronged approach has only one purpose - to take Lin Zhao's life!

"Witnessing?"

Lin Zhao's pupils contracted slightly, and the divine light brewed, blooming instantly.

Thorn la la!

In the void, the two eyes collided, and there were electric sparks.

The seven powerhouses of the Iron Blood God Sect were affected, and they only felt a stinging pain in their souls, and they hurriedly stopped their figures, not daring to step forward.

"Electricity in the virtual room!"

"Thunder Tribulation Realm!"

Yang Sanhe's eyes widened, he never expected Lin Zhao to have this magical power. This void room generates electricity, which is the signature magic power of the martial artists of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, and it is a higher level of 'witnessing' hurting people.

It is also the symbol of the martial artist of the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

He had not been able to use this supernatural power for a long time, but he could not use it flexibly. It is considerable, extremely skilled, and there is no need to brew, and it can be changed.

I don't know how many times better than him!

Yang Sanhe didn't know that Lin Zhao was the master of Shinto, the body of the gods, and he was the most proficient in the cultivation of the divine soul. Even the crude method of attacking the soul such as 'virtual room generating electricity' dares to show off in front of him, it is really a cauldron!

"Bang!"

I saw Yang Sanhe's eyes explode, sparks splashing and electric flashing.

Both eyes were almost destroyed.

Fortunately, his strong spirit and martial arts power protect his body, so he can escape the catastrophe of blindness.

"Thunder Tribulation Realm!"

"Why are you provoking my Iron Blood God Sect?!"

Yang Sanhe held a red tassel gun and confronted Lin Zhao, not daring to shoot easily.

Seven Iron-Blood God Sect martial artists surrounded Lin Zhao, standing far away, and even more afraid to move. The person in front of him was a Thunder Tribulation Realm Venerable who was the same as their sect master. Fire Tribulation Realm, seven layers of realm, the gap between each layer is extremely large. The gap between the Fire Tribulation Realm and the Thunder Tribulation Realm is even more worlds apart.

If you can do it without doing it, no one wants to cause more trouble.

Not to mention, this is a critical time for the Iron Blood God Sect, and it is related to his own cultivation and the future of the sect, and Yang Sanhe does not want to have the slightest mistake.

"If you don't come early or late, it's just a coincidence?"

He stared at Lin Zhao in front of him, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Bully the soft and fear the hard, Iron Blood God Sect. ”

That's true. ”

Lin Zhao opened his mouth, which made Yang Sanhe and the others look pale, but they suppressed themselves and did not make a move.

It's just that they don't move, but Lin Zhao doesn't want to spare people.

"Where is Liuding Liujia!"

Lin Zhao drank it, the void fluctuated, and the twelve gods suddenly fell in all directions, enveloping a radius of a hundred miles.

Yang Sanhe and the seven powerhouses of the Iron Blood God Sect were also shrouded.

"Kill!"

With this move, Yang Sanhe and others suddenly knew that they could not make peace. After all, they were the people of the Iron Blood Divine Sect who were full of anger, and without saying a word, they all attacked Lin Zhao.

"Array!"

Lin Zhao was not surprised.

He poked out his palm, and the six dings and six jias each returned to their positions, and the big array was formed.

The positive and negative hexagrams, reappearing, covering the void.

Between heaven and earth, the qi of the six dings and six armors moved in unison, pouring into the formation and strengthening the power of the formation.

Lin Zhao pressed down with a palm, and the hundred-mile light mask formed by the positive and negative Liuhe also shrouded it.

Rumble!

The formation collided with eight spears!

One side is the sixteen-rank level of the six Ding Liujia twelve god generals, and the other side is a Thunder Tribulation Realm martial artist plus seven Fire Tribulation Realm martial artists!

It is at the level of six grades, comparable to the fire tribulation realm.

The twelve divine generals, under the leadership of Lin Zhao, arranged the formation.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the winner was decided.

Thundered!

I saw eight figures holding spears and attacking directly. After the roar rang out, it flew back backwards at a faster speed.

The Seven Great Fire Tribulation Realms were all paralyzed, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"What a strong formation!"

Yang Sanhe barely held the red tassel spear, the spear pointed at the sky, the anger reversed, and he was furious in an instant-

"Iron Banner!"

I only heard him look up to the sky and roar, and the red tassel gun in his hand swept in the air, and the red tassel spread like a big flag.

Above the banner, scarlet was boiling, like a flame.

"Death!"

Yang Sanhe instantly grew old, his body withered, but he waved the 'iron-blooded banner' and smashed it down on Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao's eyebrows were open, and at a glance, he saw that above the scarlet red flag, there were endless ghosts and ghosts roaring. The flame that surrounds it is a sign that the resentment is solidified and does not exist in the world.

If you are wrapped in this flag, not only will the ghosts and ghosts attack, tear the body to pieces and devour the souls cleanly, but you will not even have the opportunity to be reincarnated, you will fall into the flag and become one of them.

Imprisoned for life, burned by the flames of resentment!

It's miserable and miserable!

"No delusional lamp!"

Lin Zhao didn't dare to slack off, rubbed his hands together, and sacrificed the lamp of no vain.

On the lamp of no delusion, there is also resentment. There is no delusional inflammation, and it is a powerful flame that breaks this kind of aura.

"Duh!"

Lin Zhao pinched the law seal in his hand, flicked his fingers continuously, and dozens of wisps of innocence flames smashed towards the 'Iron and Blood Banner'. In the lamp, the lamp oil refined by hundreds of millions of incense wishes bottomed out in an instant!

It's a lot of consumption!

Fortunately, the results have also been great.

The iron-blooded banner touched the Innocent Heart Flame, like a fierce fire hitting cold water, making a stabbing sound.

The flames are extinguished!

On the iron-blooded banner, the scarlet flame was instantly suppressed by the Innocent Heart Flame.

Lin Zhao pushed his palm flat, and the positive and negative hexagram patterns came out of the palm, instantly becoming larger, blocking the iron-blooded banner Yu Wei.

Yang Sanhe struck a desperate blow and collapsed in an instant.

......

"How so!"

Yang Sanhe knelt on his knees, tried his best to raise his head, and looked at Lin Zhao's eyes full of disbelief.

This 'Iron Blood Banner' is a cruel martial art he obtained from an ancient ruin, and it is extremely powerful. Not only does it require the essence and blood of countless martial arts powerhouses to be conceived and cultivated, but it also needs to sacrifice its own qi and blood essence, Gang Qi, and even divine soul power.

It's a desperate blow, and it's unmatched.

Yang Sanhe once used this method to kill the Thunder Tribulation Venerable in the Fire Tribulation Realm, and he was fierce!

This time the Thunder Tribulation Realm was still the first time it was used. Based on Yang Sanhe's inference, even if he can't kill a strong person at the level of the Wind Tribulation Realm, he can still be invincible in the Thunder Tribulation Realm.

Who would have thought that he would be easily blocked by Lin Zhao!

"It's—"

Yang Sanhe's eyes were full of despair. Suddenly, he noticed the silver lamp in Lin Zhao's hand, and his pupils instantly dilated-

"No delusional lamp!"