Chapter 1239: The bottom of the river

Lin Xun did not expect that this time he fled, not caught up in the sacred, but instead planted in the hands of the ancient Buddha.
Thinking of this, Lin Xun’s heart is filled with an indescribable hate!
From the 18th place in the earth, to the ancient Buddha, it is a deception to use all means to target and attack yourself.
Lin Xun is not a saint who has no desire for emotions. He has been treated like this one after another. How can he not be angry or hate?
"This account must be counted with blood!"
Lin seeks to secretly bite his teeth.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to resist this evil, and his mind calmed down.
At the moment, his situation is extremely dangerous, his ankles are shackled by a white hand, and he can't get rid of it.
Moreover, as the body sinks in the muddy river, Lin Xun can clearly perceive that a cold and violent idea has come from all directions to lock himself.
The danger of death rushed to the forest to find the heart, there is a sense of depression that wants to suffocate, and all of them are stiff.
Since he set foot on the kingdom, he has never encountered such a dangerous and unclear thing!
The Styx does not dare to step beyond the pool.
But now, I am dragged by a big hand and sink into it!
He has tried it, and with the sharp edge of the broken blade, he can't shake the white hand.
The most dangerous thing is that he had a confrontation with the sorcerer before, and he used the impermanence and the spring and autumn. Although he lost his mind, he consumed most of his energy.
Later, he was attacked by the ancient Buddha, and he was already seriously injured.
Trouble!
Lin sought frowning, and refused to take care of others. He seized several strains of royal medicine and stuffed them into his mouth to refine and refine it to repair the wound.
boom!
The pressure is getting bigger and bigger. Under the river, it is very turbid, and there is a vaguely visible corpse and white bones.
At the same time, there are also a variety of cold and violent breaths.
This has caused tremendous pressure on Lin to find his body and mind. If the whole person is on the verge of death, it would be extremely difficult to raise one arm.
Until then, nothing could be seen, bloody.
Cold, oppressive, strange, unclear... all kinds of breaths are intertwined, which makes Lin Zhi consciousness suffer a great impact and become blurred.
In the middle of it, it seems as if there is a burst of sound like a sob, and it seems as if there is a screaming soul.
There are saints who mourn and sigh.
There is a shouting of the gods.
... Lin Xun only feels confused in his mind, faint and fuzzy, and occasionally even some strange picture fragments appear.
There is a sea of ​​corpse, rain, there are gods, demons, ghosts, holy, demon... A strange figure in the fierce battle, in the embarrassment.
Later, everything became embarrassing and distant.
The scenes of the scenes gradually turned into endless darkness.
I don't know how long it took, suddenly -
A faint yellow mottled light emerged, illuminating the darkness, and letting Lin find a sense of faintness to gather and gather.
Then he trembled and recovered a trace of lucidity.
An oil lamp, I do not know when it is standing on one side of the ground, open a dim light, shrouded the area where Lin searched.
The shadow of the lamp is very small, like a dimly lit umbrella. It can only cover the forest and find a place around it. Then, it is the meandering river.
This river is dark as ink!
No lamp!
Lin Xun’s consciousness gradually became clear, and he recognized the treasure that was given by the boatman. He also realized that he was the wine of this lamp.
Lin Xun took a deep breath and listened carefully.
There is no abnormality in the narrow area covered by the dim light, giving a calm, steady and heart-warming feeling.
But when the consciousness plucks out the shadow of the lamp, in an instant, the horrible cold and violent breath is like a landslide and tsunami, culling!
In the dark waters, it is like squatting countless monsters and devils, and choosing people!
Lin Xun decisively took back his knowledge, and his ears were like a sly cold noise, which made him feel awkward and his face was a little hard to look at.
Needless to say, this is the bottom of the Styx!
However, the turbid river has become a depressing darkness.
And, if there is no lamp, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable!
Lin Xun took a deep breath and silently thought for a long time, then abandoned the distracting thoughts and began to meditate.
The silence around, the sound of the water can not be heard, the omnipresent darkness, it is difficult to breathe.
Lin can't be unaware of this.
one day later.
After the injury was repaired, Lin Xun returned to his peak state. He felt clear and clear, and he was refreshed, and he had a strong desire to survive.
He looked at the lamp on one side.
Its wick, like a bean, sways out the faint mottled light and shadow, giving a warm feeling.
The lamp urn is a kind of gray color, like the stubborn iron that has been polished for innocent years, giving people a kind of scent of time.
At the beginning, the boatman hanged it on a black boat and crossed the river.
Lin Xun explorer holds the light and wants to use the power of the lamp to leave the river.
However, no matter how hard he uses, this light is like growing on the ground, and it doesn't move!
Ok?
Lin searched for black and condensed, and looked carefully.
After a while, he finally understood the reason. This light, while holding up the light, blocked the strange power in the darkness.
But at the same time, it also bears the oppression of that strange power!
Lin Xun’s face became fascinating, and he realized that a key problem, to get rid of difficulties, must first expel the strange power in the dark river!
However, with his current strength, it is impossible to achieve this step.
How to do?
Lin Xun fell into meditation.
He has never been a person who is sitting still, but if there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.
The bird once said that if it wasn't the black pot in his hand, even if it was a saint, it would not be able to suppress the strange power in this river!
Now, Lin Xun is at the bottom of the river, and his strength is far away from the saints. There seems to be no hope at all.
Just, is that really the case?
Three days later.
Lin seeks a bold thought in his heart. If a long-lived robbery is caused, can you open a path of life?
The robbery of the thunder, the will of the heavens and the will, to the hegemony, the evils of killing the heavens and the earth, the power of the cleansing and the mighty!
Under the Styx River, the bones of the white bones were deposited, and the remnants and resentments from the ancient times were indulged in this, and they were strange and unknown.
It would be a good choice if you can break through the path of a robbery.
But at the same time, the risks are extremely large.
Lin Xun can't guarantee that during the robbery, will he be disturbed and invaded by those strange and disrespectful thoughts, and once there is a bad pool, it will be the end of the disaster!
I can think of it, this is the only way for Lin Xun to come up with the problem of getting out of trouble.
"But now, I am still a distance from the first robbery in the longevity path. Before that, I can only do this... Retreat!"
Yes, closed!
Being trapped here, like a crouching, Lin Xun does not think that he will be trapped here in this life!
Thinking of this, Lin Xun completely calmed down and began to calculate quietly.
This time he entered the Forbidden City, he obtained a lot of opportunities, such as the fire of the public, such as the swordsmanship left by the innocent, such as nearly a hundred Lei Yin Zizhu, such as the big gods...
Not to mention these, just the magic drugs and royal drugs carried on him are enough to support him to stay here for a long time!
Hey~
Lin Xun did not hesitate to offer a wonderful fire, and turned into a stove, exuding the immortal spirit of immortality.
Hey!
The broken blade plucked out and plunged into the furnace and began to be tempered and raised.
Lin searched for a wave of sleeves, and a pile of gods poured out, and the treasures were dazzling.
These gods are collected by him over the years, and now he intends to use these gods to hammer the broken edge.
Lin Xun looks calm, points out a glimpse of the gods, manipulates the fires of the crowd, and from time to time puts a kind of gods into the fire.
For the refiner, Lin Xun, a master of the spirits, is naturally familiar.
Although the nurturing kings and the refining weapons are different, but the same way, the help of the public, enough to make him completely tempered the broken blade.
The origin of the broken blade is extremely mysterious, and it has its own mystery, which can be attributed to the bottom. It is incomplete!
Lin Xun had considered it a long time ago. Is it necessary to sacred a new king or a soldier, or to turn the broken blade into his own king?
Now, he made a decision.
Since he practiced, the broken blade has always played an invaluable power, and the inheritance of the word "Yuan" and the inheritance of the "Pole" word need to be displayed through the broken blade.
If you choose a new weapon to be a king, it is tantamount to letting the broken blade be dusty and violent!
The fires of the public are like fires, and the smelting of the gods is constantly smelting, and the broken blades are floating and sinking, and they are constantly tempered and pregnant.
With a part of the gods to manipulate and pay attention to all this, Lin Xun will no longer pay attention to, and immerse his mind in his own practice.
Nowadays, his cultivation has already reached the end of the kingdom, and it is only a step away from the perfection.
What we have to do now is to repair it to the extreme, to advance to breakthrough, only in this way, can lead to the first robbery!
However, before the practice, Lin Xun decided to practice [Da Ming Shen]!
If you can divide the Yuanshen into three, each of them will be in charge of the "past", "this life" and "future". For their own practice, it is enough to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
For example, when practicing, a can go to the martial arts, one can temper and repair, and the other can be used to understand the power of the avenue!
In the darkness, the dim yellow oil lamp swayed, and Lin searched into enlightenment, and he realized that time passed.
......
Lin Devil is dead!
This news, like a storm, swept the whole fire from the fire in just a few days, causing some ignorance.
Many people can't believe it, but with the return of the strongman who went to the forbidden land in the Forbidden City, this news has been further confirmed!
The demon died, and died in the pursuit of the sacred scorpion. He was attacked by the ancient Buddha from the Dadi Temple, and he was under the river!
For a time, I don’t know how many people are sorry.
Lin Devil, like a legend, has had too many miracles. Since the debut, there has never been a real defeat.
But this is a peerless figure like a enchanting person, but hate it under the river of the river, how can people not sigh?

PS: The grandfather of Goldfish died at noon today, and it was not updated at night. Sorry everyone~