Chapter 2415: Thunder Ring

Lin Xun just thought of this.
laugh!
In the vicinity of the emptiness, a figure suddenly emerged. If it was like lightning, the murder came, and the speed was so incredible.
Lin searched for coldness, roaring around, and the endless road of light condensed into a big abyss, the figure just rushed over, like a worm that crashed into the cobweb, the figure stagnated, and was suppressed by the Great Plains.
It made a deafening scream, a bang, turned into a sigh, trying to escape.
As Lin seeks to run the abyss, the roar of the roar, the suffocation is constantly wiped out, disappeared in the blink of an eye.
laugh! laugh! laugh!
Not waiting for Lin to find a reaction, in the vicinity of the void, he suddenly plucked one after another figure, looking for the forest from different directions.
The violent temperament of the breath is already comparable to that of the emperor.
In the event of such a change, Lin Xun’s figure stood still, and the body of the whole body was swallowed up, and suddenly spread to the ten sides.
In a dense and dull explosion, the figure was crushed one by one by the horrible power of horror, and it was wiped out in nothingness.
What Ling asked for is that after killing these "blood spirits," nothing actually fell.
The bluebird has always stood on the shoulders of Lin, and he smiled and said: "These fierce and fierce creatures are all singularly suffocating, but they have little value at all."
After a pause, it continued: "If you can meet the king of the spirits, you can refine it into a 'power of the source', whether it is to quench the body, or to temper the commander, They all have incredible magical effects."
"The power of Wuyuan?"
Lin finds thoughtful.
"Yes, you can use this power as a strange grindstone, which is good for both practice and refining."
Lin Xun nodded and asked, "How do you leave this ancient battlefield and go to the eternal realm?"
Qingque Road: "This is just a battlefield at the edge of the Great Thousand Wars, which is the starting point to the eternal realm. On this road, there are at least a thousand battlefields, nearly a hundred mysterious forbidden zones, and large and small. Forty-nine seats 'immortal days off'."
"What you have to consider now is not how to reach the eternal realm, but how to survive on this road."
Lin searched for a moment, and he said after a while: "Then tell me from this ancient battlefield?"
The bluebird does not think about it: "Killing the ten king-level blood spirits and demon, collecting their own bead, can be condensed into a thunder ring."
Saying, it looks to the sky and the road, "With the Thunder Ring, you can resist the thunder covered by the scorpion that day, and then jump out of this world and reach the 'death soul domain.'

Lin Xun paused and interrupted: "After arriving in the dead soul domain, it is not too late to say the next route."
Said, Lin Xun took out a piece of jade, feeling calmly.
After a while, his eyes looked at the East, and Fang Xuanzhen, who also held a jade, should be in that direction.
"go."
Lin searched for action.
Along the way, the sky was thundering and suffocating, and from time to time, some demons were suddenly found, and Lin Xun was attacked.
But they were all killed by Lin Xun.
Although these fierce things are incomparably difficult, it is difficult to sense their lurking land, but as long as there is a trace, for Lin Xun, there is no threat.
After half an hour.
Between the blood and the world, Lin Xun suddenly met.
Almost at the same time, on the surface of the earth under his feet, blasted open, dusty, a big hand explored, looking for the forest to grab.
The big hand was entangled with a strange and dazzling suffocation, tearing up the void, releasing the breath, the extreme of terror.
Lin looked for a flash of light, and he avoided it dangerously and moved to hundreds of feet.
Just seeing the ground, rushing out of a figure with a hundred feet high, hundreds of millions of suffocating like a waterfall fell from its body.
When it appears, the thunder covered by the scorpion is dragged and poured down, bathing its figure in the violent lightning.
All of a sudden, this hundred-small blood-colored figure climbed up!
"Roar!"
He snarled, like a thunder and thunderstorm for nine days, a landslide, a void, and so fierce, all comparable to the emperor.
Of course, for Lin Xun, this point is not enough to see.
But think about it, this ancient battlefield is only the outermost area of ​​the Great Thousand Wars, and there are such tyrannical murders that people can’t imagine, and with the depth of the battlefield, they will encounter more horror. It’s dangerous.
"Good sign, this is a demon of the king level, and has some wisdom."
The green bird stood on the shoulder of Lin Xun and said with a fragile voice. "For you, these characters are not enough to look at. You may want to collect ten bead drops. It is afraid that it will take some time. If it is bad luck, three The five years of fear are all incomplete."
Lin Xun casually said: "You can't collect it yourself, and you can't go to grab someone else."
A blue bird.
Also at this time, Lin Xun suddenly attacked.
boom!
The boulevard is raging, and the sun and the moon are dull.
As Lin Xun’s sleeves waved, a sword smashed out and smashed into the sky.
The demon king with certain intelligence is obviously aware of the danger. Just to dodge, he is drowned by the mighty sword.
Hey!
Its blood-stained figure of a hundred feet high exploded and turned into a smog of the sky, which was completely wiped out in the torrent of swords.
Hey!
Lin seeks to traverse the void, and finds a grasp, a pure blood color source and a fist-sized black bead are captured.
"The power of Wuyuan" is very strange, showing a violent, fierce atmosphere, Lin Xun tried to swallow it into the body.
In an instant, just like a big day in the body to blast, the violent suffocating into the limbs, flesh and blood in the body, so that the forest to find the whole body has a tingling sensation of being slashed and burned.
It should be noted that his sacred body has long been comparable to the gods of the gods, powerful and unmatched, and the power contained in a drop of blood can crush ordinary people in the world.
But at this time, there was a feeling of being stabbed and torn.
After half a ring, the power of this source was refining the body strength of Lin Xun.
He calmly realized that he found that his physical strength was washed and tempered, and it was stronger than before. Even if it was extremely subtle, it was also effective.
"not bad."
Lin Xun has realized that, as Qingque said, the power of this source is like a strange grindstone, which can quench the body and quench the treasure. It is not incredible, but it is also a rare sight. Treasures.
Later, Lin Xun took the "Benzhuzhu" of the demon king and looked at it.
There is a surging thunder in this bead, and there is a faint echo between the thunder covered by the day.
Apart from this, nothing special.
Lin seeks to put the beads away and move on.
On the way to the next, there was no more spirits in the king's class. Instead, the ordinary blood spirits were like flies, and they came out from time to time, making Lin find a little tired.
After two hours.
"Ok?"
Lin Xun suddenly noticed that the induction produced in Yu Fu was suddenly disappeared.
There is only one possibility, Fang Xuanzhen ruined the jade character that he gave!
"Don't this guy notice that it is not good, don't dare to come to compete with himself in the first time?"
Lin looked frowning. "No, this guy is motivated to take the lead and lead a group of emperors. It is also a ruthless retreat. It has not really fought. It should not be so fast."
"Is it a surprise for this guy?"
Thinking for a long while, Lin Xun shook his head.
This kind of thing cannot make a specific inference at all.
Next, he still went in the direction of the east.
The green bird said that it is not bad. Although the territory of the Kun Kun is only part of the ancient battlefield, it is extremely vast.
From entering this place to the present, four or five hours have passed, but no one has ever met anyone along the way.
I can't find Fang Xuanzhen for a while, Lin Xun will focus on finding the king-level blood spirit, but unfortunately, these levels of fierce things are simply one in the thousand, and there is no difference between trying to find and hitting luck. .
But Lin Xun is not in a hurry.
This is the first day of entering the battlefield.
Until half a day later.
In the far-flung world, there are ridiculous sand dunes, the earth is gloomy, the thunder is constant, the raging suffocating raging, the place is like a ghost field.
"Ok?"
Lin searched for a glimmer of color in the pupil, and the vicinity of the dunes seemed to be no different from other places.
In his gaze, the piece of heaven and earth, covered with an invisible restraining force, did not reveal a little breath.
If it weren't for his rumors on the lines, he would almost look away.
Quietly, Lin seeks to operate "Tianyantong", and the heavens and the earth in the far distance suddenly change into a look. The image of a mysterious and mysterious figure, like a layered large net, covers the area.
At a glance, Lin Xun judged that if the array is running, its power may not be as beautiful as the Taoist priests, but if the ancestral dynasty is not trapped in it, it will not be troubled, but it will not be able to get out of trouble for a while. !
"Who is this big array here?"
When Lin Xun’s heart just flashed this thought, he saw a place far away, and suddenly appeared a figure. When I saw Lin Xun, I couldn’t help but be surprised:
Ling Xuanzi!

Lin searched for the light, and he recognized it at once. The figure was a statue of a dynasty who followed Fang Xuanzhen.
However, before the forest search response, the figure turned and went, and a pair of squats fled.
Lin looked for an eyebrow, and then showed a sneer sneer and chased it up.
at the same time.
Behind the land where the sand dunes piled up, there was a glimpse of light and shadow, which completely obscured the figure and breath of Fang Xuanzhen and other people, just like transparent, could not be detected.
In the hands of Fang Xuanzhen, holding a round black copper, the bronze in the picture just reflected, Lin Xun rushed here.