Chapter 180: The Altar
Shen Yong and Long Wei, when these two names were spit out by Lin Ming, it was like the long bell that traveled through time from the ancient country and crossed the space, and the strange thing was that this sound was not as loud as thunder, but could only be heard by Mu Xie, Ding Ze, and Mei Da.
The next moment, these three people were all shocked, and they talked about the color change of Lin Ming's supernatural power and teleportation technique.
When the three of them heard this, they immediately did not dare to delay, and they all saw that they were all in a hurry to carry out this decree.
Since then, the three major legions have their own names, and even time flies, the vicissitudes of life, the old powerhouses of this era have fallen, and the new powerhouses have also stepped into the footsteps, because the blood and qi are exhausted, they can only dust themselves and survive in the world.
However, the prestige of these three legions is still there, and the glory of the past has not been annihilated with the passage of time.
In other words, it is precisely because of the continuous delivery of fresh blood that the three major legions of Shenyong, Longwei, and Huben are invincible in time, let it go through vicissitudes, let it change in history, and the glory of the legion will not be affected from beginning to end, but the momentum will become more vast with the alternation of the old and new eras.
Of course, that's all for later.
After Lin Ming comforted Lin Menghu, he proudly threw up his sleeves and walked out of the camp with his hands behind his back.
"Get up!" Lin Ming walked out of the door, and immediately without the slightest hesitation, he silently recited the incantation, summoned the blood-drinking sword, and under the ripples of purple ripples, his entire body suddenly seemed to be wrapped in a violent wind, flying towards the distant sky.
Call......
Lin Ming galloped all the way, and before he could breathe, he had already left the barracks and arrived at the edge of the battlefield.
He is still unwilling at the moment, hoping to successfully sneak into the halfway up the mountainside, fish in troubled waters, and plunder resources in the war, so as to cultivate his own power.
Now it is an eventful season, and a war is in full swing, if he wants not to be wiped out by the wasteland, then before that, Lin Ming needs to reserve enough resources to cultivate the three major legions of Shenyong, Longwei, and Huben.
"Alas, if the power is great, it may not be a good thing. Lin Ming smiled bitterly, as the commander of the legion, all the burdens fell on his shoulders alone.
This adventure to the edge of the battlefield, Lin Ming also had to do it, due to the expansion of the previous legion, so that he was consumed most of the resources, if he can't get new resources in time, then within a few days, the three major legions will inevitably be disheartened.
Right now, to be honest, Lin Ming is also drunk, but he didn't expect that one day, he would play the role of "daddy" in the other world.
Because it coincided with the troubled times, the army poured out, which would inevitably arouse the covetousness of all forces, so for the sake of safety, Lin Ming could only secretly dispatch a few groups of men and horses to roam the marginal battlefields to plunder resources for the legion and ensure that the legion could survive longer in the future.
Because in the army, there is no real Yuanying monk at present, so when he goes to the halfway up the mountainside, that is, the main battlefield, Lin Ming can only go over alone, if he rashly waves his troops north and conquers the cliff peak, then these three major legions will only quickly go to extinction.
Halfway up the mountain, on the edge.
After Lin Ming arrived here, he deliberately reduced his speed, and controlled the Blood Drinking Sword, thousands of meters above the ground, under the cover of black clouds, it was difficult to find his trace.
As far as the eye could see, in the distance, a thick gunpowder smoke spread out, burning surging war flames, and the entire cliff peak was eclipsed at this time, as if it had fallen into the demon realm.
Lin Ming knew very well that in the main battlefield, there was no shortage of Yuanying and Jindan cultivators, and there were countless realms like him.
Although he is confident that he can be "invincible at the same level" and is not afraid of the challenge of the son and goddess, he still understands this truth that "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it".
So at the moment, everything must be low-key, not too public, in fact, Lin Ming does prefer to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, continue to do his old job, and incarnate as a "sneak attack madman".
It may be because before this, thousands of monks were absorbed by Lin Ming and sent out of the marginal area, so when they returned, at a glance, the heavens and the earth were silent, and it was difficult to perceive the vitality around them.
Next, after Lin Ming continued to fly until half a sound, he looked from a distance and found that patches of gunpowder smoke and war flames were spreading below, accompanied by a heart-rending roar.
"No matter what it is, I have to speed up and force my way into the main battlefield. Lin Ming's eyes were cold, and he thought about it.
Then, with all his might, he burst out with the Heavenly Demon Phantom Divine Power to the limit.
Suddenly, his figure was fleeting, breaking through the sound barrier at this moment and flying straight into the distance.
After a few breaths......
Lin Ming stopped suddenly, and in an instant, he tried his best to restrain the Yuan Infant aura that emanated from his body.
"I sensed that near the entrance, there were several strong men lurking. Lin Ming suddenly gasped and thought about it.
So, for the sake of safety, he operated the Sword Immortal Visualization Map, carefully landed the Blood Drinking Sword, and gradually approached the entrance to the main battlefield.
"What is that?" In a trance, Lin Ming's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have been noticed by something.
I saw that in a small area thousands of meters below, there was an altar built on the snow, in the wasteland abandoned by gods and demons and lost civilization, it is not uncommon to see buildings like this used to open altars, and it has been a very common phenomenon since ancient times.
But it is not the altar that deserves attention, above, the milky white light has already bloomed, and wisps of spiritual energy are whistling in an orderly manner, all kinds of signs prove that the next altar is not as simple as it seems.
Suddenly, Lin Ming's pupils contracted, and at the same time, his heart was like turning over a river and a sea, setting off a turbulent wave, above the altar, just now between the electric flint and fire, only to see those milky white brilliance began to distort, and then slowly poked out half of the human body.
"Could this be the teleportation array?" Lin Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he thought about it.
This scene, suddenly, shocked him, so for now he dispelled the idea of breaking through the entrance, and prepared to lie dormant for a while, wait to see the situation clearly, and then act at the opportunity.
Near the altar.
"Whoa", and then saw that the other half of the body in the teleportation array also leaned out in an instant.
At the same time, a low roar echoed in the place.
"Brother Lu, it's so hard for you to make the brothers wait. In the distance, a man in the prime of life, but with half-white hair, was flying towards the altar quickly.