Demon Recovery: I Will Become Stronger When I Kill The Demon

In February, the sky was overcast and foggy.

The wall covered the top, and sharp ice cones condensed out because of the sudden drop in temperature.

Under the sunlight, it reflects a crystal luster.

There was a soft creak.

The doors of the finest golden sapwood pushed open from the inside out.

A strong figure stepped out of it.

Lin Yi glanced at the pink and red sun in the sky, his expression calm.

Fifteen days have passed since I returned from the main hall.

During this period of time, the situation in the entire Great Moon seemed to have fallen into a rare calm.

Demons and Black Gods also hoarded in Qingshui and Yongle "483" two counties.

Facing the remaining five sects and ten sects across the river, except for some small frictions, there is no large-scale confrontation, and even grandmaster-level confrontations are only occasionally seen.

It seems that there is a tacit understanding between the two sides for a truce.

Slap!

Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds can be heard endlessly.

Lin stepped out one step at a time, and the icicles on the eaves exploded directly.

During this period of time, he has been the minister of his mansion.

In addition to practice, every day is practice.

Because he knew very well that the calm during this period was just the short calm before the storm.

When the rainstorm arrives, it will be a real battle of life and death.

So he can't relax.

He goes all the way.

Most of the time is walking in the northeast and west.

Only in Zhujian Villa can there be a real sense of belonging.

Now that he has a family, he is unwilling to experience that kind of homeless life.

It can be said that most of the reason why he only has an urgent desire to become stronger is because he does not have enough sense of security.

The source of security is often only one's own strength.

Come to the yard.

At this time, in the courtyard, there were dozens of strong men with bare upper body.

He was dancing vigorously, playing with stone locks one by one.

And in front of these dozens of men, there are five figures of three men, two women, and they are patrolling their cultivation.

He roared from time to time to correct those disciples whose movements were not standard.

Seeing Lin Yi's appearance, the three men and two women in the lead immediately bowed respectfully.

"Master!"

"Well! You guys are doing well."

Lin Yi glanced at the many disciples in the courtyard and smiled.

These disciples are the fruit of his days.

Most of these disciples were bought from the slave market in the county.

Each of them basically has the strength of Body Tempering Realm.

In addition, he doesn't count money these days, and invests in various medicinal soups and pills every day.

In just half a month's time, the strength of the sound is already quite vigorous, and those with good talents have almost reached the state of concentration.

This speed of progress is amazing.

And the few people in the lead are genuine innate warriors.

After he threw out a third-class real skill, he completely worshiped him.

For these individual warriors who have no heels.

Undoubtedly, a third-class real skill is very attractive.

Martial arts at the level of the third-class real kung fu can be regarded as the martial arts of some sects even in the sky.

Although congenital warriors were considered top-notch fighters in the Great Wei Dynasty, they were nothing in the prosperous Great Moon.

Therefore, faced with the temptation of a third-class real skill, these people naturally did not hesitate at all, and vowed to recognize Lin Yi as the master.

For the allegiance of several people, Lin Yi cannot deny it.

He doesn't believe in the loyalty of several people, but only in his own poison.

Xieying Zhengong and Longjuanxiegong plus Transformation and Birth Cult, these three disciplines are more or less involved in Poison Gong.

His poison kung fu attainments have reached an extremely pure level.

And he had already injected his uniquely prepared poison on these three people.

Just one thought can cause him to die in agony and die miserably.

Compared with pure trust, he still believes in his own means.

Although these people have little effect for the time being, they are a steady stream of work.

After all, the cultivation of power cannot be completed overnight.

For this force that is still in its infancy, Lin Yi named it the Hidden Mist Gate.

The force of Hidden Mist Gate 0.0 is not used to attack and kill, but to serve as an intelligence department hidden in the dark.

After all, no matter when, intelligence is extremely important.

After encouraging a few people, Lin Yi turned and left.

Today is the day to go to Moropai.

The Moluo sect can be regarded as the sect with the strongest comprehensive strength among the ten sects of the four sects.

It is said in the door that there are as many as five strong people.

In particular, there are two genuine legends of the Nine Realms in his door.

And this time the sect's fighting arena will be held in the Luo faction. .