Lord of Devour

"Pfft..." A figure suddenly jumped out of the calm river, Ling Lin stepped on the river, with ripples under his feet, and walked towards the shore step by step.Water droplets rolled on the slender, muscular body, shining colorful lights in the sun.

Lying quietly on the shore, Ling Lin has been crazily killing ferocious beasts for the past few days, this is a rare time for him to be peaceful.With his hands resting on his head, the sun shining on his face, the fierceness between his brows has gradually faded away, Ling Lin at this moment is like a sunny and handsome boy next door.

However, there was a trace of bewilderment that was hard to hide on the bright face.Next, where should I go?Ling Lin asked himself.Already in the innate realm, it's time for him to leave the Lianyun Mountain Range.Although the Lianyun Mountain Range is good, it is full of dangers after all. Maybe one day I will be unlucky to meet a big monster in the Purple Mansion Realm, and I can't even run away.Also, prolonged isolation from the world is not a good thing.But where should I go?It has only been about a month since I came to this world. He will not go to the Ling family again, let alone the Qingyuan sect, so where else can I go?

There is one more thing that is imminent, what about the skills of the Xiantian Realm?I have already reached the innate state, and suddenly found out in embarrassment that I don't have the skills to cultivate in the innate state.There is no skill, and my own strength will undoubtedly be discounted several times.This... Ling Lin suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Suddenly, Ling Lin felt a vibration in the Qiankun bag, it was the Purple Blood Sword.Ling Lin was a little excited, could it be that Zi Lin woke up?In the past few days, because he was about to break through his innate ability, Ling Lin kept the Purple Blood Sword in his Qiankun bag, but he didn't expect that something would happen today.

"Brother." A familiar voice sounded, and Ling Lin was excited, and responded, "Zi Lin." Because of him, Zi Lin consumed too much soul power and fell into a coma. How dangerous it is to consume, it will really kill your soul, and Zilin is only a newborn sword spirit, so it is even more fragile. "Brother won't let you have this kind of danger again!" Ling Lin secretly made up his mind.

"Brother, after waking up, Zilin's soul power has increased a lot." Zilin smiled happily, like a child showing off to his parents, "And there are more things here." Zilin used Fingers up.

"There is something more? What is it?" Ling Lin asked in surprise.

"A lot of messy things, it seems to be the memory of the previous owner of the Zixue Sword. Well, it should be the memory of the original sword spirit after it dissipated, and now it's in my head." Ling Lin pointed at his head. , the small face was wrinkled tightly, as if he was still struggling with why some more memories suddenly appeared in his mind.

What is charcoal in the snow?What is timely rain?What is really missing is what comes.It turned out to be the memory of that ancient sword spirit. How could it be possible that there are not a few exercises in the memory of an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years?Maybe it was something earth-shattering, Ling Lin was so happy that he was about to jump up, if it wasn't for the fact that Zi Lin in front of him was a soul body, Ling Lin would have embraced it and kissed this little guy on the face.We can't blame him for being so out of control, it's just because there is no way out, and the impact on another village is too strong.

He only hoped that the exercises would be suitable for cultivation in the Xiantian realm. After the excitement, Ling Lin calmed down. He was not afraid that the exercises were too bad, on the contrary, he was very afraid that these exercises were too good to be cultivated by the Xiantian realm.In that case, he would really collapse, seeing the treasure house in front of him, knowing that there are many peerless treasures inside, but he can't get in anyway, is there anything more tragic than this?Hope I'm not so sad.Ling Lin secretly prayed.

"What memories do you have?" Ling Lin asked nervously.

"There are a lot of miscellaneous things, I have to take care of them." Zi Lin said in distress, and after a while, he said slowly: "In my memory, most of them are the experiences of the owner of the Zixue Sword wandering around, and Some short battle scenes. In addition, there are some introductions about various beasts."

"Is there anything else?" Ling Lin asked eagerly.

"Yes." Zi Lin seemed to feel Ling Lin's sense of urgency, and said quickly, "There are some pills, elixir and memories of exercises!"

"Cultivation technique, what kind of technique is it? Is there anyone who can practice it in the Xiantian Realm?" Ling Lin asked a series of questions, showing that he was not at peace.At this time, he was only focused on that exercise.

Zi Lin closed his eyes, obviously sorting out the memories about the exercises.After a while, he opened his eyes and said: "There are four sets of exercises in total. Three sets are complete, and the other set is somewhat incomplete in the later stage. "True Dragon Nine Heavens Judgment" is divided into nine heavens. The heaven-defying method that is gradually approaching the tyrannical real dragon can even be transformed into a real dragon in the end. It can enter the sky when it goes up, and break through the underworld when it goes down. However, the most basic requirement of this set of exercises is that the practitioner must reach the void realm .”

"Cave Void Realm." Ling Lin repeated, with helplessness in his eyes, and he guessed it right, this must be an extremely tyrannical technique that can enter the eyes of the ancient sword spirit.However, there are not many requirements for any tyrannical exercise. At this time, he does not expect how powerful the exercise is, he only hopes to have one that is suitable for his own cultivation.

"What else?" Ling Lin asked.

"The Code of Chaos absorbs the essence of all things, transforms them into one's own body, fuses them into one body, and achieves chaos." "Its cultivation requirements?" Ling Lin interrupted Zi Lin's introduction impatiently. Now he is not choosing exercises at all. , It's simply that the practice is choosing him.No matter how strong you are, if you can't cultivate yourself, what's the use of it!

"Cave Void Realm." Zi Lin said.

"It's still in the Void Realm." Ling Lin wailed in his heart, pinning his hopes on the other two.

"The sky changes."

"Require?"

"Yin and Yang period."

"Is there really no magic art that can be cultivated in the Xiantian realm?" Ling Lin felt that he was about to collapse. It was too painful for him to be unable to practice while there was a powerful skill in front of him.

"Brother." Zi Lin called softly, and said, "Actually, there is another skill that can be cultivated in the Xiantian realm."

"Is that incomplete?" Ling Lin was overjoyed, and instantly realized it.So what if it's incomplete, it's better than no cultivation. "How incomplete is it?" Ling Lin asked, if it was extremely incomplete, he would probably cry.In this case, he can only wait until his cultivation has reached the Void Hole Realm before he can practice those few skills that are in front of him but can't be cultivated.But Ling Lin didn't know how long it would take for him to break through to the Void Hole Realm.

"As long as it's not severely incomplete, you can practice." Ling Lin gritted his teeth and said to himself, when his realm has improved, the future exercises can be completely recreated on the basis of the previous stage.Because what others create is definitely not the most suitable for you. If you want to be strong, you have to find your own path.Therefore, almost every powerful monk will create his own exercises in the later stage.But it has to wait until it can cultivate to a certain level.You say that if a cultivator in the purple mansion clamors to create exercises, he will definitely be laughed to death.The Purple Mansion Realm is far from being able to create exercises, and all those who can create exercises are powerful.

Just when Ling Lin was thinking wildly, Zi Lin's voice sounded: "You can only cultivate to the Yin-Yang state, and there will be nothing after that."

The Yin-Yang realm, for the current Ling Lin, only existed in legends, and he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to.There may not be a single Yin-Yang cultivator in the entire Dali Kingdom.

"Yin-Yang Realm? Enough!" Ling Lin said firmly, "What kind of cultivation technique?"

"It's called "Slaughtering Immortal Art." Zi Lin said slowly.

""Slaughtering Immortal Jue"." Ling Lin recited it silently in his heart, and instantly felt an awe-inspiring aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.