swallow dragon

The Lianyou Mountain Range was full of murderous aura.

More and more monks poured in, and masters began to gather, not only the monks of the Huahai period, but also the monks of the Minghai period, and even the Xuanhai period.

There were sounds of fighting everywhere, and blood stained the Lianyou Mountain Range red. In just a few days, at least thousands of people died here.

Lin Yi felt that something was wrong. After so many people died, the factions were still very calm. They didn't send any real masters, not even a human saint.

If it is to train the younger generation, it is definitely not like it. There are many places in the southern region where monks can be trained, but the Lianyou Mountains are the most inappropriate.

Now this place is actually a Shura battlefield, with battles everywhere, blood everywhere, and the whole sky is filled with scarlet.

Lin Yi persisted in his footsteps and walked all the way in the direction of the dragon's veins, but inevitably encountered attacks and battles.

Fighting to support fighting has been the best way to improve your cultivation since ancient times. Lin Yi's golden blood is more vigorous, and he is extremely skillful in using the Qinglong Nine Strikes, and he can perfectly perform the first three strikes.

With his current cultivation base, he is still a dead end in the face of the monks of the Minghai period, but he can withstand the full blow of the monks of the fifth heaven of Huahai.

As his physical body became stronger, his dantian also changed, and his dantian became stronger and stronger, and the golden mist that was left in his body by the Kunlun ancestral dragon veins also moved.

That golden mist completely turned into a golden ocean, floating next to the dantian, which seemed to be only the size of two fingers, but when Lin Yi's consciousness penetrated, he seemed to see an endless golden sea, boundless, which seemed to be bigger than the entire southern region. Both are big.

A drop of golden water floated out from the golden ocean, so small it was almost invisible, like a drop in the ocean, it seemed extremely insignificant.

However, after this insignificant water droplet fused with the dantian, Lin Yi's body underwent a qualitative change.

His whole body was cracked, almost exploding, and his body could hardly bear the force. At the critical moment, the Eternal Tribulation Body played a key role.

Thanks to his extremely strong physical body, if it were someone else, he would already be dead.

All night long, Lin Yi's golden blood qi soared into the sky, and his bones, blood vessels, meridians, and qi and blood were all being reorganized and strengthened.

His strength has increased, and his true energy is as thick as his essence. A small hill will collapse with a single strike.

This kind of strength is comparable to that of a monk of the Seventh Layer of the Sea Transformation Stage.

Lin Yi didn't dare to be careless, so he summoned Bai Xuan to protect him, and Bai Xuan used his great supernatural power to isolate a small world so that he could concentrate on his cultivation.

Lin Yi began to try to cultivate the fragments of the Immortal Scripture again. This ancient scripture was very helpful to his body, and it could calm his mind, which was very helpful for his cultivation.

This time he gained even more. He studied the 'Seven Volumes of Taixuan Yunji' a few days ago, which gave him a certain understanding of the Tao. Although the fragments of the Immortal Scriptures are still bitter and difficult to understand, they are not completely incomprehensible.

Absorbing a drop of golden water, he was blessed to the soul, as if many dharma images emerged in his spiritual consciousness, endless methods, mysterious and mysterious, rumbled in his spiritual consciousness.

It wasn't until five days later that his body completely absorbed the golden water drop, and the illusions in front of him disappeared, and a golden blood energy as strong as a dragon traversed the sky.

Fortunately, he stayed in Bai Xuan's small world, otherwise such a big commotion would have attracted countless people's attention.

After five days of retreat, the strength is more than dozens of times stronger, and it can compete with the monks of the seventh heaven of Huahai.

Although he couldn't absorb spiritual power, and couldn't draw the power of stars into his body, his true energy was no less powerful than theirs.

boom!

In the end, after a few more days, Lin Yi finally ended his retreat. His slender physique was very vigorous, and he had a masculine and masculine beauty.

He had already completely refined that drop of golden water, and then he was terrified.

This is just a drop of water. If the golden ocean is refined, what kind of height will his strength reach?

At the very least, one must go beyond the Divine Origin Realm.

However, Lin Yi is very clear that if he does not break open the sea of ​​qi, he will not be able to completely refine the golden sea. Only when he absorbs spiritual power and the power of the stars, so that his body can accommodate more powerful power, can he hope to refine the golden sea .

"Junior brother, you really shocked me. You can fight against the monk of the seventh heaven of Huahai without breaking through the sea of ​​qi. The Eternal Tribulation Body is really extraordinary." Bai Xuan was also very surprised, and sighed.

Lin Yi said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, I am mixed with joy and sorrow, which is not a good thing. As my physical body becomes stronger, my dantian also becomes harder and harder like a god stone. If I want to break through the sea of ​​​​qi in the future, I guess I will have to suffer a few more times." The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is underway."

Bai Xuan chuckled and said, "I didn't feel at ease before, but now I don't have any worries at all. The younger brother is so perverted, it won't hurt if he gets hit by the Nine Heavens Thunder."

Lin Yi rolled his eyes, speechless.

"Brother, I have been in seclusion for so many days, has any major event happened outside?" After so many days of seclusion, Lin Yi is eager to know what the situation is now.

Bai Xuan's expression was surprisingly dignified, and he said in a deep voice: "You have retreated for more than ten days, and the Lianyou Mountain Range is very unsettled, the battle is raging, and the entire mountain range is almost dyed red."

Lin Yi frowned: "This matter has been unusual from the beginning. If there are strange treasures here, why would the major sects send those little monks to inquire about it? It's completely unnecessary."

Bai Xuan showed a hint of sarcasm, and explained: "Junior brother, the various sects are smart. They want to use the blood of countless monks to open up a treasured soul world."

"A Treasure Soul Realm?" Lin Yi was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Brother, what's going on here?"

Bai Xuan shook his head and sighed: "Your desire for profit is obsessed."

Then he slowly told the whole story, Lin Yi was dumbfounded, and felt chilled by the cold-blooded style of the major factions.

It turned out that a mysterious Dao Enlightenment monk fell, leaving behind a mysterious treasure soul world. After learning about it, monks from all major factions sent many people to investigate, but no clues were found.

Dao Enlightenment Realm, honored as the Saint King, is a more powerful existence than the Great Saint of the Human Race, so his treasure soul world has attracted many great religions in the Southern Region, all wanting to get the treasure of a Saint King.

However, the treasure of a holy king is so easy to obtain. In the end, all the major factions found out that this holy king is a demon cultivator.

It was not until ten thousand years until the end was approaching that he returned to his hometown, the Lianyou Mountains where he was born, and chose to die here.

A holy king who cultivates demons, his treasure soul world should also be the most yin and evil, full of evil and deceit, so the major factions came up with a way, that is to pour blood on the Lianyou mountain range, and use the monks' resentment and The curse opens the treasure soul world.

In just ten days, nearly [-] people died in the Lianyou Mountain Range, all of them were monks from various sects, and there were even some experts from the Xuanhai stage.

These days, the sky over the Lianyou Mountain Range was blood-red, and an extremely depressing atmosphere enveloped thousands of miles around. This atmosphere made countless people more irritable and impatient. There were more and more battles, and more and more people died.