Invincibility starts from waking up

"I don't know if I can smile at Jiuquan, but this wave is definitely not a loss. Tsk tsk. There are more than a hundred people. Kill them as soon as you say it. It's really, too cruel... Yingyue Tiangong, if they know this news, I’m afraid you’ll go crazy?”

Some people couldn't help but smack their tongues, admiring Lin Tian's fierceness.

When they heard about Yingyue Heavenly Palace, everyone couldn't help but become happy.

This Holy Land in the Eastern Territory is really unlucky.

Not only did they suffer great losses in the Eastern Region, they also continued to suffer losses in Zhongzhou, and even now, in the land of the Western Desert, in this ancient battlefield.

All of a sudden, more than ten or twenty core disciples of the Vision Realm were lost.

There are even one or two direct disciples among them.

This is enough to make people feel distressed in any sect.

Not to mention, the Yingyue Palace was destroyed once.

"Fortunately, the Holy Son of Yingyue Heavenly Palace has crossed the sea of ​​blood and gone to the medicine mountain on the opposite side. Otherwise, when he heard the news, he would definitely turn around and fight back. By then, that Lin Tian would really be , ten deaths and no life..."

A casual cultivator who had seen the Holy Son of Yingyue Tiangong shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, the casual cultivators gathered in this sea of ​​blood seemed to have remembered something, and they all nodded with emotion on their faces.

"This time, Yingyue Tiangong may have sent out the strongest lineup in history in ten thousand years. Not only Bai Fanyu, the genius saint who is ranked tenth on the list of geniuses in China, is here, he will also bring the most precious treasure of Tiangong, Yingyue Sword Capital. They brought it in. Even if it is a replica, it is at least the best among the real treasures... It seems that they are determined to win the most mysterious ancient temple of inheritance in the depths."

"Haha, speaking of other forces, who are not the same... Mo Xie from the Heavenly Demon Sect, the banished fairy from the Liuli Immortal Pavilion, the Buddha from the Great Brahma Buddha Sect, Master Kongwu, and those from the Wushuang Holy Palace The Holy Son is unparalleled in the world. Apart from the Creation Martial Sect and the six imperial forces, only the Tongtian Ancient Sect sent a few people to prepare to deal with it. The other four major forces all sent their strongest lineups."

Many people were surprised when they heard this.

These are some of the top five figures on the list of geniuses in China.

Especially the unparalleled one, who firmly ranks first on the list of geniuses in China. It is said that he is now preparing to attack the king with his strongest posture.

Unexpectedly, even he came here.

This is something that no one expected.

It seems that this life is indeed different.

Some people couldn't help but ask: "What is it that makes all sects so crazy?"

The person who knew better sighed: "It's not because of the spirit of Emperor Wu that the changes in this world have intensified. I once heard a strong person say that now the spiritual energy in this world is recovering, and the shackles are slowly being untied. Otherwise, How many years will it take for the opportunity to be crowned a virtuous person to become a saint will appear again... At this time, if you haven’t seized the opportunity to seize the opportunity, when will you wait?”

After hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Is there really a chance to become a saint?"

Some people had a trace of longing in their eyes and murmured to themselves, you know, in their Chinese state, not to mention saints, not even a real person can be seen now.

Conferring a virtuous person and becoming a saint is such a distant legend...

On the other side of the Blood Sea, the Lingxiao Sect and several others had not yet crossed the Blood Sea and gone deep into it. Lin Tian killed many disciples in the canyon in front of them. They were all going crazy at the moment. They swore to kill them one by one. Lin Tian.

All of them looked murderous.

In the canyon behind the Blood Sea, Lin Tian and his group did not move forward. They were hunting there during the day and preparing to rest here for the day.

In the evening, the enthusiastic Chixia Sect men sang and danced around the bonfire, looking very happy.

The surroundings are filled with the aroma of wine and meat.

Everyone's face was filled with happiness.

Because Lin Tian showed too much strength, they saw the hope of revenge.

Moreover, last night, Lin Tian also promised that if he met people from the Tianmo Sect, he could help them solve the problem.

When the spies around saw this scene and quickly passed the news back to the Blood Sea, the group headed by Ling Yunxiao almost died of anger when they found out.

They stayed here angrily for a whole day, waiting for Lin Tian to fight for life and death.

The results of it?

Not only did they not come, they also sang, danced, drank and ate meat at home.

Who else could not be angry? !

"Since he doesn't dare to come over, let's go find him!" Ling Yunxiao walked out of the sea of ​​blood, gave up on tempering his spiritual energy, and unsheathed his divine sword with infinite killing intent.

Currently, he is the strongest here, and everyone naturally takes him as the leader.

In just a short moment, about a hundred people gathered here. Under the leadership of Ling Yunxiao, they attacked Lin Tian with great momentum throughout the night.

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canyon.

It's late at night.

The bonfire shines in the eyes, still so beautiful.

The surrounding area has become quiet. The disciples of the Chixia Sect, after drinking the spirit wine brewed by Lin Tian and adding water, and singing and dancing some more, have also fallen asleep and are resting now.

Xiao Hei also rested in a small cave in the middle of the cliff. He preferred this environment to the ground. It would be better if he could have a nest.

Lin Tian was still sitting in front of the bonfire. He did not rest, but looked at Liu Ruyan in front of him, who also did not rest.

The two of them looked at each other for almost half an hour.

"Have you seen enough?"

Finally, Lin Tian asked helplessly.

"No."

Liu Ruyan, with her hands propped up by the heat of the bonfire and the influence of alcohol, nodded seriously with a somewhat red face. Her eyes were upturned in her charming eyes, and she didn't know if it was because of drinking. It seems a bit confusing, which makes people fascinated by it.

However, Lin Tian didn't feel much else. He looked at it for a long time and had no other thoughts except that it looked good.

Suddenly, Liu Ruyan suddenly rushed towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian moved quickly. The moment he leaned back, his hands immediately supported her shoulders.

From the bottom up, Lin Tian looked at the pair of lavender eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "What are you doing?"

"I said I admired you before, but now I'm taking action..." Liu Ruyan lifted up her hanging black hair and said matter-of-factly.

"Don't make trouble..."

Lin Tian was speechless and wanted to sit up, but Liu Ruyan refused to let him go. He put his hands on the ground and her soft body sat on his waist.

She looked at Lin Tian condescendingly and said seriously: "I'm not making trouble."

"But you're just making trouble!"

Lin Tian let her sit on him and said calmly: "Although you hide it very well, the pain in your eyes cannot be hidden from me."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Liu Ruyan's eyes flickered a little and she turned her head.

"You know."

Lin Tian moved his butt back, pulled out, then sat up, looked at her, and asked calmly: "Tell me, why do you do this? Do you think I will break my promise?"

This is the third update, that’s it for today.

At this rate, I may not be able to write the fourth update at this time. I have been sitting for a whole day, preparing to take a bath and rest.

Sorry, I won’t ask for votes today. Well, I don’t have the nerve to do so.

Thinking about it, this seems to be the first time in the past month that I have updated less than four times.

It's just that I'm too young, so I didn't have much preparation when I started the book. I just rolled up my sleeves and started to do it. The early updates were also fierce. The third update of the new book issue became the fourth update in a few days. I didn't feel like getting stuck anymore, so I ordered it for myself. Update time, when I get anxious, I write furiously. When I look back, I feel something is wrong, so I delete it furiously. It feels so sour...forget it, I won’t say it anymore, it will become a disaster again~