Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 357

Whether it's the Iron Handprint, the Dragon Elephant Sword Manual, or even the Starry Sky Slash, the lethal power after it is cast can't cause effective damage to the two of Jin Chanzi. Even if they hold a high-grade spiritual weapon in their hands, they can only break open It's just a monk's robe, it's far from hurting the enemy or killing someone.

So after hiding in the Three Jiang Realm, Mo Lin recalled the bitter battle before, and made up his mind that if he did not practice the two sets of martial arts left by Houqing to the state of Dzogchen, he would never go out. Chanzi and the other two seemed determined to kill Mo Lin, they stayed in the hall and did not leave.

"Don't leave, you must wait for me to go out!"

Mo Lin would release his spiritual sense to investigate every day, for fear that one day the two of them would be unable to hold on and leave suddenly. Fortunately, this worry was obviously superfluous after two months of verification.

A month has passed.

Mo Lin locked himself in the penance on the second floor of the Three Jiang Realm every day, and the barbarian warriors on the first floor were not idle, practicing the art of combining swords day and night.

None of this group of barbarians who were born in the deep mountains and dense forests of the northern barbarians had cultivated to the extreme level of martial arts after chasing for 5000 years, and now the sudden increase in strength is very uncomfortable for the violent power in their bodies.

Although after more than a month of familiarity and control, it is still impossible to control the sword energy perfectly, and the disadvantages brought about by the inheritance of the race have gradually emerged.

Merlin was not in a hurry about this.

Combined swordsmanship has extremely high requirements on the cooperation of practitioners.

After more than ten years of painstaking efforts by Bai Ye, he created a team of [-] or [-] junior martial arts masters. From the day when this set of sword skills was created, there may not be forty martial arts masters who have successfully combined their swords. Bar.

Another month passed quickly.

That day, Mo Lin was cultivating Nine Thousand Prehistoric Powers, and Ouyang Xueqing, who had been sleeping for four months, finally woke up.

"Success?"

Mo Lin turned around abruptly, seeing a look of surprise on Ouyang Xueqing's face.

"It's almost the last."

Ouyang Xueqing who just woke up from a deep sleep did not give Mo Lin a satisfactory result.

"What? Still sleeping?"

Mo Lin frowned, his heart tightened suddenly, he successfully formed the alchemy within minutes, why did Ouyang Xueqing put so much effort?

Ouyang Xueqing shook her head: "It's useless to sleep for a long time, the golden core has been formed, but it needs to be tempered by Tianlei to fully integrate, I have to go out."

"I can rest assured that."

Mo Lin heaved a sigh of relief. The Mysterious Small World is isolated from the outside air, and it is impossible to attract thunder from the sky. When Ouyang Xueqing was asleep, he also thought about this problem. If he can successfully break the mirror in the Mysterious World, relying on the Mysterious World If the defense rules are used to resist the sky thunder, wouldn't Wu Zong be foolproof in the future by breaking the mirror?

Only now did he realize how naive his thoughts were.

Martial arts training is to seize the good fortune of heaven and earth for one's own use, but to go against the sky. Changes in the breath in the body will inevitably break the balance of the rules of heaven and earth, and cause abnormal changes. Does it mean that you can avoid it by hiding?
"The two of Jin Chanzi are still outside?"

Ouyang Xueqing was very happy to have successfully formed the alchemy. Although it was still short of the last step, it was no different from success.

The thunder caused by the monster breaking the mirror is certainly powerful, but in the tens of thousands of years of history of the Jiuli clan, there has never been a precedent for being killed by thunder, so she is not worried about this last kick.

Mo Lin nodded: "They should have seen the doorway of Mysterious Xiaojie and have been guarding outside for several months. It seems that they have made up their minds to wait for me to go out, but they probably don't know that although I am in Mysterious Xiaojie inside, but can monitor every move outside, that's fine, I'm really afraid they'll leave just like that."

Ouyang Xueqing said: "The two third-level Martial Sects wear countless Zen treasures to protect them. Even if I enter the Martial King Realm, it will not be so easy to kill them."

Merlin nodded in approval.

"This is also what I am most worried about. After entering the Martial King Realm, you can fly in the air. Once you take off, the combined swords of the Sword God Legion will be useless. The only ones who can really fight against them are you, me and Lei Huo. Therefore, in Before going out, I must improve my strength to the greatest extent, as long as I can practice the two sets of martial arts left by the ancestor Hou Qing to the great perfection, there is hope of killing them both."

Ouyang Xueqing bowed her head and said nothing, expressing her acquiescence.

Mo Lin looked at the unparalleled beauty who just woke up from a deep sleep and looked tired, and suddenly grinned, "Fortunately, this time we don't have to worry about starving to death even if we wait for a long time, Ouyang, let's put the matter of revenge aside for now." , you've been sleeping for half a year, why don't we exercise and move our muscles?"

Ouyang Xueqing didn't react for a while, seeing Mo Lin's ghost claws slowly stretching towards the two jade peaks in front of her chest, and then she understood the meaning of moving her muscles and bones, her pretty face blushed, she lowered her head shyly, Say in a voice that only the two of you can hear: "If you can do it all at once, it will take a day."

On the second floor of the Three Jiang Realm, a battle at the level of a king of martial arts kicked off.

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One layer of the Three Ginger Realm.

"Brothers, go, for freedom! Little fat man, what do you think of this slogan?"

"Well, this is much better than gold coins and gems."

"Then it's decided?"

"Let's wait for senior brother to come out and ask him."

Bai Litouhong is completely bored, and these few months in Xuanjie are almost suffocating. Knowing that Mo Lin will take them out to seek revenge for Jin Chanzi and the other two, they have been struggling with the slogan during the battle for the past two days. With all his brains, he discussed with Tang Xiaobao, who was also about to suffer from illness.

"What's the use of shouting slogans again? Isn't it a beating if you go out?"

Not far away, Lei Huo, who had been disturbed by the blushing ghost for a long time, snorted coldly and mocked unceremoniously.

"Two-headed dog, if it wasn't for the face of the master, believe it or not, I will slap you to death!"

Bai Lihong was furious, and roared at Leihuo, the sound shook the entire space, and Huang Tiejia Liang Zhen and others who were closing their eyes to rest also opened their eyes.

"I really don't believe it."

Lei Huo didn't give in, and stared coldly at the rosy white head that was in front of him. The Lei Huo in human form was two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. The hill-like faucet suddenly turned into a little sheep in front of the elephant.

"For more than 1000 years, which time have you not been defeated by me? It is the same now. If you are not convinced, you can try."

"Try it and try it, my lord is afraid that you will fail!"

Bai Litouhong let out an angry roar, and raised his dragon claws to shoot Li Huo's head, but Tang Xiaobao hurried over to stop him.

"Xiaobai, Leihuo, we are all on our own, why are we killing each other, stop quickly."

(End of this chapter)