Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 801 Absorbing the Sword Spring
Lynch was also stunned. There was no way to explain this question. The Son of Shapi made up a random place, and he didn't know it.

So I didn't continue to ask, I remembered the name Zhenwuxianyu, and I will look up relevant information later.

"Then tell me, how far this Nangongze has cultivated and how he ranks in the Realm of True Martial Immortals."

This is the focus of Lynch's attention. Even emperors can at most open up a small world. Even 1 emperors would not be able to create such a large sword domain.

"In the early days of Yaoguang Realm, in the Realm of True Martial Immortals, it ranks in the middle and lower reaches."

Son Shapi recalled it, and said without thinking.

"Tell me the cultivation system of the Realm of True Martial Immortals in detail."

Lynch had never looked panicked, but at this moment, a hint of panic appeared on his face.

It's not that he's afraid, it's that he's flustered about the unknown. No wonder many people say that it's too ambitious, and it's not good to know too much.

That's what it means. Now that Lynch knows many unknown things about the human race, he has a kind of psychological anxiety, which is why he has the expression just now.

All along, he thought that the emperor was his end, but now he realized that the emperor may be just a starting point.

Son Shapi had a panoramic view of Lynch's expression, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a strong light suddenly radiated from his body.

"Humans, die!"

The Son of Shapi has been delaying time, planning some big move, so he said so much on purpose.

At the moment when Lynch was confused, the strong light pierced into Lynch's eyes, causing him to lose his vision for a while, and his surroundings fell into a vast expanse of whiteness.

"court death!"

Lynch was furious. He originally planned to get more useful information from Son Shapi, but he didn't expect him to have a backhand.

Endless sword energy gushed out from all around, enveloping the entire white light. Even though the Son of Sharpei had the ability to go up and down the world, he couldn't escape Lynch's palm.

"what!"

A scream sounded not far away, and the white light lasted for three breaths before disappearing quickly.

Lynch's sight was restored, and a hundred steps away, a huge wound appeared on the chest of Shengzi Shapi, and his intestines flowed out, lying on the ground dying.

"Do your own fault, don't live!"

Lynch cursed inwardly. He didn't plan to kill the Holy Son Sharpei. Taking it back could yield more information. It seems impossible.

"Tell me, what else is going on in the True Martial Immortal Realm, and how other realms are divided apart from the Yaoguang Realm."

Lynch stood in front of Son Sharpei and asked coldly.

"Human, you are dead. If you kill me, my father will never let you go."

Shengzi Shapi was trembling like sifting chaff, the huge sword marks almost broke his body, and it was very rare to be able to insist on finishing the sentence.

After Holy Son Sharpei finished speaking, a white light suddenly shot out from his body, directly entered Lynch's body, and then disappeared.

"Hahaha, you have left a mark of my true blood on your body, even if you go to heaven or earth, my father will still be able to find you."

After the Holy Son Shapi finished speaking, he tilted his head and died.

To mobilize the consciousness and enter the body, one must find the mark of true blood, the majestic king of the ancient demon world, his strength must be extremely terrifying.

After searching countless times, the true blood mark seemed to have disappeared, leaving no trace of breath.

But Lynch could clearly feel that his body seemed to be being watched by someone, and an invisible force was restraining him.

Lynch is not the kind of mother-in-law either. Since she couldn't find the mark of the true blood, she decided not to look for it. After reaching the Martial God, she began to search slowly. She didn't believe that she couldn't find the mark of the true blood.

The blood scale dragon was already dead, and the inner alchemy was pulled out, the corpse was not very useful, so it was thrown away.

The inner alchemy of Shengzi Shapi, like a bright moon, exudes a faint brilliance, with a touch of nobility.

The matter here came to an end, Lynch did not stay, and the ancient sword spirit continued to send news to Lynch, this time in the southwest direction, the trembling frequency is relatively strong, it should not be far away.

Tasted the sweetness, the body swayed, disappeared in place, and went straight to the southwest.

The front line of sight was suddenly blocked, and he entered a misty world. At most, he could only see a distance of tens of meters. It was very dangerous to look for Jianquan here.

Lynch encountered a few human races on the road, and they all avoided them quietly. It is not appropriate to reveal their whereabouts for the time being. Once Wuqing Pavilion and Burning Moon Valley unite with Zhanjia and Shenying Valley, Lynch will be hard to fly.

The only way now is to find more sword springs and increase your cultivation to be eligible to survive in the sword domain.

The sword master can only improve part of his ability, and the chances of winning against the ninth-rank martial saint are still very low.

Once the two Ninth Rank Martial Saints attack, Lin Qi has no chance of winning. The only way is to constantly absorb the sword spring.

The ancient sword spirit changed direction several times, Lynch twisted and walked in the mist, and there was a voice in front of him.

"This is what we found in the Wuqing Pavilion first, idlers, get out of here immediately!"

Through the fog, there are about seven or eight people in a stalemate, the sword field is extremely huge, surrounded by fog, the probability of encountering each other is extremely small.

"Are you amazing at the Wuqing Pavilion? In the sword field, there are all ownerless things. We came one step ahead of your Wuqing Pavilion. When did you find it first?"

Neither side is willing to give in. It is very difficult to find a sword spring in only seven days, and some people even get nothing for seven days.

Lynch approached step by step, and saw a few familiar figures, including some people from the Ruan family.

Looking at the opposite side, Wuqing Pavilion has two disciples, there is also a disciple of Burning Moon Valley, and a sect disciple who is attached to Wuqing Pavilion.

There are only two people in the Ruan family, their strength is no more than a sixth-rank Martial Saint, and they will not give up an inch.

"Very well, since your Ruan family wants to die, then we will fulfill you!"

The purpose of entering the Sword Realm is firstly to kill Lin Qi, and secondly to weaken the genius disciple of the Ruan family. Without any explanation, he hardly gives the other party a way out.

The eighth-rank Martial Saint of Wuqing Pavilion made a move, and the two disciples of the Ruan family were about to retreat, but it was too late.

At the moment when they were fighting, the sword spring moved. This time, the sword spring was not the size of a washbasin, but a small puddle, and it was possible to take a bath in it.

Even if ten people absorb it, it will be more than enough.

The sudden situation interrupted more than a dozen of them, and they followed Jianquan and looked this way.

"Lynch!"

Even through the mist, the face could be seen clearly. Seven or eight people gathered together, and the Ruan family naturally stood behind Lynch.

The disciples of the Ruthless Pavilion looked at each other. They knew that Lynch was terrifying, and they were no match for Lynch at all.

"roll!"

Lynch only said one word, because now he has no ability to kill, the sword spring is entrenched under his feet, forming water vapor, covering his whole body.

This time even Jiujue Sword Soul was no exception, devouring the energy in the sword spring together.

The dragon-slaying sword fell into the sword spring, and the sword was washed by the sword spring to increase the power of the dragon-slaying sword.

"You can't let him absorb it alone, grab it quickly!"

Such a big sword spring is enough for ten people to absorb it. Lin Qi stood in the center of the spring, and the others could only stand around the sword spring.

A strange scene appeared, no matter how they absorbed, the sword spring did not enter their bodies, but poured into the ancient sword spirit.

And the sword intent of Lynch's body is rising steadily, reaching a terrifying level.

"What's going on, why is Jianquan the only one who can absorb it."

Everyone was puzzled, even the two of the Ruan family were confused, they couldn't sense the energy of Jianquan.

"Hurry up and inform others that Jianquan was forcibly taken away by Lynch!"

Several people dispersed one after another, went to find other people, and told everyone the news.

In addition, it is even more unbelievable that Jianquan moved on his own initiative. The secret should lie with Lynch.

In a blink of an eye, everyone left cleanly. With Lin Qi around, only a ninth-rank Martial Saint could suppress them. There were only two Ruan family disciples left.

After absorbing it for less than half an hour, Lin Qi's expression was still unfinished, and the ancient sword spirit had grown a large circle, and the Nine Absolute Sword Soul became crystal clear.

Especially Yuanshen, it seems to be covered with a faint sword shadow, making Yuanshen more rounded and powerful, with an extra sharpness.

The sword spring dried up, all the energy disappeared, and the ancient sword spirit was not yet saturated, so he continued to remind Lynch of new places.

It's a pity that Jianquan can only transform his body, improve his sword intent, and perfect his martial arts talent, but cannot directly improve his realm. This is Lynch's thinking at the moment.

Turning around, the two disciples of the Ruan family had complicated expressions on their faces. Such a big sword spring was absorbed by Lin Qi alone, and it would be a lie if they said they were not envious.

"Lin Qi, why did Jianquan take the initiative to approach you?"

Ruan Cong looked puzzled, and asked Lynch, trying to find out.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lynch looked helpless. He didn't know what was going on, but whenever he was within 20 meters of Jianquan, Jianquan approached him independently.

"I don't know, it's not safe here. You try to find as many Ruan family disciples as possible, and find some places with few people. People from Wuqing Pavilion will start to gather, and you will be unable to contend for the time being."

Lynch told the truth, and he was not afraid of hitting them. With the current overall strength of the Ruan family, 50 people could compete against the Wuqing Pavilion.

Once the four families unite, 50 members of the Ruan family will not be enough.

"Then what do you do, the person who escaped just now must have gone to inform other people."

They are very satisfied to be able to enter Jianyu, and getting Jianquan is secondary.

"It's okay, as long as the four families don't unite, my safety is fine, so I'll leave now!"

Lin Qi hugged the two of them, turned and left, and the ancient sword spirit continued to send him news, this time trembling more frequently, it should be a large sword spring.

Thousands of people came in in previous years, and it would be good if one tenth of them could find Jianquan. Lin Qi found two Jianquan in just one day, which is simply unimaginable.

I met a few small sword springs on the road, and they were all absorbed. With the help of the ancient sword spirit to find them, it was like a tiger with wings added.

The sword spirit grew extremely fast, it was already more than two feet long, exuding a strong sword energy.

Lynch's swordsmanship has improved to a higher level. Facing an eighth-rank Martial Saint, he almost doesn't need to mobilize the Nine Slashes of Mieqing, and can kill with a normal sword.

"That's right, if you meet a ninth-rank Martial Saint who is alone, you can give it a try!"

There was a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and he continued to go deeper. The ancient sword spirit was still pointing the direction. There was a lot of blood on the road, and there were traces of monsters fighting. It was obvious that most people had entered the fog.

(End of this chapter)