"It's kind of interesting. After Lin Ming arrived, he heard someone below shouting, reciting the mysteries of martial arts.

Just now, someone was reciting the mystery of martial arts, and those words contained incredible spiritual insights, even if Lin Ming had broken fate and destiny one after another, and was above martial arts and immortals, but after listening to it, he still felt in a trance.

"The way of martial arts includes: fearlessness, bravery, and becoming stronger. These three determinations ......"

The person who can perceive these words must be a terrifying cultivator with extremely strong attainments.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was supervising the cultivation of the children of the family, although his strength was very strong and he had few opponents in the immortal family, in Lin Ming's eyes, he could easily kill this person.

Obviously, the first person to say these words will definitely not be this middle-aged man.

The sky is bright, and if you raise your head at this time and look at the sky, it is difficult to peek into the scenery thousands of miles away.

Lin Ming was stepping on the blood-drinking sword, stopping in the long wind and snow, at this time, he looked around, and saw that in an area of less than 100 meters, the five hundred warriors were all sitting cross-legged, pouring into the surrounding morning glow.

At this time, in an area of about 100 meters, everyone sat firmly like a chime stone, the cold wind whistled from time to time, and the goose feathers and snow fell in a row, but these hundreds of people have always remained immovable, and they have always been very rhythmically swallowing the aura that permeates the vicinity.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, this hour, it is the time when the sun is rising, and it is also the moment when the aura of heaven and earth is the most majestic and pure.

Lin Ming saw that except for the middle-aged man at this time, the others were all closing their eyes and concentrating, and there was constantly spiritual energy flowing out between their mouths and noses, and it could be clearly seen with the naked eye that most of the spiritual energy went in more but came out less, presumably this was related to the teachings of famous teachers since childhood, so that they had few detours, and the Dao foundation was relatively stable so far.

At dawn, it was an excellent time to cultivate, seeing that those clansmen below were sitting cross-legged and cultivating hard, to be honest, Lin Ming really couldn't bear to come at this time and interfere with their cultivation.

So, Lin Ming began to wait, during this period, he did not waste his time, and soon changed his posture, just like those clansmen, sitting cross-legged on the blood-drinking sword, swallowing the surrounding heaven and earth aura, probably because he is now a Yuanying monk, so after performing the spitting technique, I saw that the aura around him suddenly became very disordered, and wisps of aura were like "ten thousand arrows" swept in, shuttling through the long wind and snow, at this time, with Lin Ming as the center, a huge whirlpool was formed around it.

However, below, I saw that the middle-aged man was suddenly startled, and then raised his head suddenly.

"Is there a strong man lurking in the sky?" said the middle-aged man in astonishment.

In the sky, which is about ten million miles high from the ground, the scene is terrifying, at this time, I can see that under the dark clouds shrouded in this area, the aura of heaven and earth has already been disordered, whistling wildly, wisps of aura are staggered, like a huge spider web, and the aura of slaughter is also full of extreme at this time, and the oppressive people are breathless in their hearts.

WhewW......

Countless wisps of heaven and earth aura swept towards Lin Ming at this time, like ten thousand arrows in unison, only to see him open his mouth from time to time, and then slowly absorb the surrounding aura, and after a long time, he took the initiative to spit out some aura.

Right now, Lin Ming is different from the past, his spiritual sea is enough to be described as "vast and immense", just by cultivating by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, for him now, even if he spends a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, the spiritual sea cannot be filled.

The sword goes sideways. The monks in the world are all walking against the sky, chasing the ethereal "road to eternal life".

Nowadays, the most practical way to cultivate in the wasteland is to hunt demons and refine the spiritual power contained in the demon pill, so that the monks have a shortcut on the way to cultivation.

But every time it dawns, and when it disappears in the early morning, the aura of heaven and earth will rise with the Taishang and enter the peak state with it.

During this time, as long as the monks are not yet about to enter the dying age, most of them will take the initiative to welcome the dawn and accept the baptism of the essence of the sun.

The morning glow is the most powerful force, representing the "new Vientiane", and everything will start again at this time until the next dawn!

"Uncle Tiger, what's going on?" There was chaos in the crowd, many people were talking to each other, whispering, and after more than half a ring, finally a young monk couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and strode towards the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Look at the sky!" the middle-aged man gasped, then pointed a finger at the brightly lit sky, and lowered his voice.

"Heaven and earth aura is out of control, how can it be so disordered?" the young monk frowned, surprised.

"If I'm not mistaken, all of this is thanks to the young master. The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and said.

"The young master is back?" Monk Qingniu immediately said with a blank face when he heard this.

Thundered!

Suddenly, in the chaotic aura of heaven and earth, a terrifying picture appeared.

Phew!

A hideous and terrifying lightning bolt burst out of the air, and then quickly swept past Lin Ming's side, mercilessly falling to the earth.

Lin Ming was unmoved, at that moment just now, his expression was as usual, as if he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

He is too calm, and his city is extremely asymmetrical with the age of this life.

"Although there are many spiritual qi in heaven and earth, what I can refine is only a drop in the ocean, insignificant. Lin Ming suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

At this moment, the fleeting electric light had already bloomed on the ground, rippling a large area of blood-red ripples, and the nearby dead trees and rocks, after being affected, were all torn apart and turned into nothingness within the ripples.

"I'm not reconciled!" looms in the blood-red ripples, a gigantic pangolin with spikes on its back wailing.

Two cold rays shot out of Lin Ming's eyes, and in just an instant, he locked on the specific location of the pangolin.

"Dare to come to my territory to spread wild, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Lin Ming raised his arm as he spoke, and then condensed several palm prints in a row, hitting down at a speed that broke through the sound barrier.

After a few moments, the huge pangolin suddenly lost its breath, and there were more bloody holes on its spiky back.

Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he quickly restrained the coercion, if it was released for a long time, he was afraid that he would destroy this military camp.

The demon killed by Lin Ming in a thought is not weak, and the pangolin has just broken through the fourth order recently, and it belongs to the new demon king.

However, his luck was very bad, and he met Lin Ming, who was like a mustard who killed his peers at every turn.