The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 394 Changes in the Cultivation World
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About half an hour after Zuixian left, in front of a big tree not far from Lin Xing, the man in black robe appeared out of thin air.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed.

There wasn't much good about him, and when he appeared, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face also looked extremely pale, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

It fell from the air just now, even though he is very fragile, it is impossible for him to suffer such serious injuries.

Then the only possibility is that the breath of alcohol that Zuixian spit out just now may not be as simple as I and others imagined.

"Mother, how did you meet such a monster?"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the man in black yelled and cursed in a low voice.

Because the original organization and their Reverse Xiumeng organization have always been right, he knows almost everyone in the original organization.

And the Drunken Immortal, in his mind, is an existence that cannot be provoked.

Because Zuixian's strength far exceeds his own, he has been in the Supreme Emperor Realm for a long, long time, and it is still a normal breakthrough.

Unlike myself, I have only broken through to the Supreme Emperor Realm not long ago, and it is not the normal breakthrough...

"No, that guy shouldn't be here."

Suddenly, the man in black thought something was wrong again.

Drunk Immortal, in the original organization, also belongs to that kind of very powerful person.

Hualin City is not attractive to Drunken Immortal at all.

Even if there are many Supreme Emperor Realm beings sealed in Hualin City, that's the same thing for Drunken Immortal.

After all, he is a drunken fairy! ! !
Shaking his head, the man in black forcibly suppressed the wild thoughts in his mind, and shot towards the distance with a swipe.

Now this time is not the time to think wildly.

I should leave here quickly and find a place to recuperate.

Jiu Xiang just took a sip of the thing that was vaporized from alcohol, but he suffered a lot of internal injuries! !

I don't know how that bastard cultivated to be able to go so far...

The man in black didn't notice that when he got up into the air and left, there was some dust on his body.

Some of those dusts contain traces of spiritual power.

It's just that those mental powers have been completely restrained, so he didn't notice it, and it's impossible to notice it.

After the black-robed man left, Lin Xing opened his mouth and yawned.

He rubbed his eyes and said to the old man Tianji and the old man, "That guy is seriously injured now, and he probably won't come here for a while.

How should we put it, should we follow him now, or wait for him to relax his vigilance, and then follow up with the means we branded on him? "

"Don't follow now."

After thinking about it seriously, old man Tianji said to old man Lin Xing and sometimes in a low voice.

Now that the man in black is injured, he will definitely find a place, or find someone from his organization to recover from the injury.

At this time, the man in black must be extra vigilant.

If the three of us follow up, there will inevitably be some hidden dangers left behind.

So let's wait for the man in black to recuperate and let his guard down before tracking him down.

"Then go home and sleep now?"

Lin Xing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and after blinking at the two old men, his body suddenly became incomparably illusory, and then slowly dissipated.

Today, he squatted here for several hours.

Almost from six o'clock in the afternoon yesterday, and now a little over 03:30 in the morning, it has been almost ten hours.

Watching Lin Xing leave, old man Tianji pondered for a while, and said to old man Shi: "We don't need to come here anymore, we just need to wait two days to track down that black-robed man. Do you want to deal with the Supreme Emperor Realm in the sealed land?"

"Okay."

The old man nodded without thinking.

Among the existences of the Supreme Emperor Realm who were sealed in Hualin City, some of them were familiar to the two of them.

Even good friends inevitably exist.

Now, it's not bad to deal with them. It would be best if they could make them owe favors to the two of them.

……

Lin Xing returned to the room, lay on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

When it was close to noon in the morning, Lin Xing slowly opened his eyes.

After washing up, he went downstairs to make a simple breakfast, then took out his phone and opened the Daoyan account.

After chatting with the friends on the Daoyan account for a while, just as Lin Xing was about to quit the Daoyan account, two people suddenly added their friends.

Lin Xing thought for a while, then agreed.

A friend just added it, one was diving, and the other sent an apology to Lin Xing.

Seeing the word sorry, Lin Xing always felt baffled.

He casually logged out of the Daoyan account, turned on the music on the phone and listened, closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa.

His spiritual power, the moment he closed his eyes, quickly spread towards the surroundings.

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Xing felt that his mental power had spread to the extreme, he didn't continue to try to push his mental power further away.

After his mental power covered a very wide range, in Lin Xing's mind, pictures appeared one after another.

Those pictures were pictures shrouded by Lin Xing's mental power.

In those pictures, Lin Xing focuses on the whole space.

He found that in the entire cultivation world, the space in many places became extremely distorted.

It was even twisted into several layers, and it seemed that they might fuse together with a click at any time.

More than ten minutes passed, and after screening all the pictures in his mind, Lin Xing slowly opened his eyes.

He tapped his fingers on his thighs, and muttered to himself: "The space has become more stable than before, and from what I just peeped, it seems that there are many battlegrounds. They are slowly converging, and it is estimated that they will be completely integrated in a short time..."

After murmuring to the back, Lin Xing's eyes had a hint of gloom flashing.

Judging from the current situation, it is not yet clear whether the integration of the battlegrounds will be a good thing or a bad thing.

But Lin Xing was sure of one thing.

That is the integration of the next hundred battles. If the situation is good, it may be very beneficial to the next cultivation world, and it can make more practitioners become strong.

But if the situation turns to the bad side, it is likely to be a very scary era.

In such a great era, it is estimated that the life of a cultivator... is worthless at all! ! !
Thinking about it, Lin Xing couldn't help sighing softly: "The changes in the cultivation world cannot be changed by manpower..."

(End of this chapter)