Immortal Sword Master

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The man's head suddenly opened a hole, and a black unicorn grew out.

He slowly gave birth to a pair of metal wings. The silver wings slowly stretched out, as sharp as a sharp blade.

What is more frightening is that his body skin is gradually turning into silver gray, becoming harder and tougher.

The whole body's breath is rising crazy with multiples of geometric progression.

Almost the same as him, there are more than two hundred others, almost beginning to change, all with silver-gray metal wings, with a single horn on the head.

"It should be because of the blood of human beings circulating in the same world."

Lin Xin's heart was clear. He accepted these disciples in a world similar to that of the late Manchu period, so most of these disciples circulated the same blood, which was normal.

"It seems to have a deep breath, but there is no evil chaos, it should be a more rational bloodline."

He weighed judgments carefully.

With the crazy transmission of attribute points, most of these disciples began to give birth to a second pair of metal wings.

Some of them are directly separated from the white silk thread, but there are still one third, and they still continue to accept attribute transmission.

At this time, the transmission of attributes has reached tens of thousands.

Some disciples have given birth to a third pair of fourth wings, and they are starting to burn a faint silver flame.

What Lin Xin paid most attention to were some disciples on the other side.

At the front is 6 away.

What she awakened was not the silver-winged blood, but the golden light that lingered on her body, her head completely turned into a ball of golden lightning, and she did not know what the blood was.

Then Zhihong was completely encased in the green mist and could not tell any blood.

Prague is similar, except that a third eye is added to the eyebrow, and after a few blinks, there is no longer any change in appearance, just standing quietly to withstand the surge of attribute points.

The rest of you are mostly Silverwing blood vessels, the difference is just the strength of the breath and the number of wings.

There are a few bloodlines like half-orcs and half-spirits, which are very common.

Time passed slowly, and more and more people left early.

There is less and less light linked from Lin Xin.

After about half an hour, there were only three strands of silk left connected to the disciples below.

6 away, Prague, and Wei Qing.

The three puppets also really showed why they were selected as puppets at this time.

Attribute points have been strengthened to 30,000.

The body shape of the three people involuntarily became larger.

Wei Qing is different from the others. Although he is still the same with the silver wings, the wings behind him have reached five pairs!

The rest have reached the limit of their souls. Only the three of them are still receiving energy.

Lin Xin saw this, and let the sober person take the rest of the disciples in a coma.

Only a few thousand points can be accepted. At most, physical survivability has been improved, and it has little impact on strength, but it has become extremely difficult to kill.

After all, the strength has been improved, and at the same time, the defense and dodge induction have been avoided, and the final constitution can easily obtain a powerful effect similar to an immortal body.

Coupled with the Blood of the Silver Wing, they gave them an additional defense bonus.

These disciples look very light, and they are extremely difficult to mess with.

Those who get tens of thousands of points are obviously qualitatively different.

The more wings there are, the stronger the lingering invisible forces around them.

Silver Wing seems to be a special channel that provides some intangible thoughts, or a special energy stove.

Lin Xin recruited a disciple to come over, put a hand on him and press, he directly felt the changes in his body.

"This is ... willing power?"

He recognized what the purest power of Silverwing's blood was.

This is the purest mental power, interfering with the physical power with spiritual power.

It's common, but it's rare to be able to be as systematic and powerful as Silverwing Bloodline.

Except for the three who are still receiving transmissions, the other disciples have completely left the attribute transmission. A strong or weak surge in the body gave rise to an invisible force.

Lin Xin glanced directly and found the strongest of them.

Wang Kongyan is one of them.

There are as many as five pairs of wings behind her. The strength of the lingering thoughts around him, at the moment of Lin Xin's temptation, actually bounced back enough to break the light of the life of the fairy candle guardian.

"Master!" Wang Kongyan looked at Lin Xin with admiration and admiration. "My mental power can actually interfere directly with the physical material."

"Let me see." Lin Xin nodded slightly.

A wave of white light waved, condensing into a light curtain of pure purification power.

Wang Kongyan also waved a hand.

Suddenly an invisible force hit the light curtain.

Huh!

The light curtain is broken.

Behind was the creation of a new light curtain.

Wang Kongyan's face was condensed and he waved again, and the silver wings behind her suddenly showed off. Light silver light.

boom! !!

A pure and powerful mind, like a cannonball, fell on the light curtain.

This time just barely cracked.

"Nearly 100,000 kill points attribute power?" Lin Xin looked at it slightly, calculating the power of Silverwing.

It was almost an attribute point that transmitted him to Wang Kongyan, increasing his power tenfold.

Five pairs of wings, a tenfold increase ...

He glanced at the number of wings behind Wang Kongyan, and looked at Wei Qing who was still evolving.

A prototype of the seventh pair of wings had emerged from his back.

In other words, once he succeeds, he will get a power of 14 times.

"This increase is all-round!"

Not far away, a disciple said excitedly.

He has just cast a few combat spells, and they have all gained the same power.

"Even sword tactics can increase !?"

Another disciple held a sharp sword and arbitrarily produced a sword qi, which was several times stronger than his original sword qi.

Soon, one by one monk disciples unearthed the horror of Silverwing.

Each wing of this silver wing can double the power of the Dafa sword tactics and so on.

This power is all-round, without any flaws or dead ends.

In addition, the Silver Wing bloodline will stimulate everyone's spiritual interference in matter, which can affect matter with pure mental power and be used as a weapon.

"Spiritual power, soul power, originally had to pry the natural energy of heaven and earth to form a system and props, in order to affect reality.

But with the power of mind, we don't need an extra prying process at all, and the manipulation is far from average. It's almost a matter of thinking and you don't have to worry about environmental issues. "

Wang Kongyan spoke his feelings carefully.

"Good bloodline."

Lin Xin nodded evaluation.

The enhancement of attributes is actually secondary.

The vitality of the blood is to be awakened.

As for the soul limit of the disciples, at most it can strengthen tens of thousands of points and reach the limit. Such an attribute is almost useless to Dixian Tianzun. At most, it is to increase the original combat strength by a chance or two.

But the Blood Vessel Silverwing is different.

Multiplying his strength, this is no longer a gift he can pass on.

The white light thread was continuously transmitted, and the sources poured into the last three people.

The armor around 6 Li was actually wrapped in it, and the whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the armor.

Her face and body were also covered with layers of golden electro-optic light, condensed into golden armor, and wrapped in layers of armor.

Soon she was so wrapped that her face was covered, all she could see was a pair of golden pupils.

The armor wrapped by the entire person has reached fifty or six meters high and four or five meters wide. Like a little giant.

A ray of golden lightning suddenly flew out, separating a trace of falling into the palm of Lin Xin.

He squeezed.

The annihilation of lightning.

"This taste ... is paralysis ..."

These lightnings have a very strong sense of paralysis, and they can even work wonders against strong players of the same level. Make the other person afraid.

The surging attribute points have already poured into the three persons at a rate of one thousand per second.

The more turbulent the surrounding air, the raging winds, and the more cracks in space.

Lin Xin waved a large twisted force field and instantly wiped out all the space cracks around him and healed.

He continued to stare at the three people who were still connected to the silk thread. He had a hunch that these three disciples were probably his Majesty's most likely to break through the existence of Heavenly Supreme.

Tianzun's cultivation is impossible, but it is possible to deal with the physicality of Tianzun level.

Anyway, he doesn't need any holy spirit light, as long as the actual combat is enough.

At this point, most of the remaining disciples watched the three who were still transmitting.

Most disciples have at least doubled their strength, a little more than six times, and eight times. I think there are several times as many as Wang Kongyan.

Some of their original strength reached Mingzhudi Xianxiuwei. At this time, it was ten times more, which is almost a difference.

Explosive combat has increased a lot.

"Master is really ...... a big deal !!!"

Prague adapted to her third eye, marveling, feeling the thin yellow light that constantly appeared around her.

This time this light is no longer the power of time he casts, but the spooky light that naturally comes from his blood.

This is the special Light of the Primal Spirit!

So far, he has absorbed 60,000 attribute points.

The bloodline has evolved to a terrible point. According to Lin Xin's summary, the average of 60,000 attributes is added, and even if it is a garbage blood vessel, it is enough to be enhanced by evolution to a terrible level.

He felt that he was able to manipulate the time of day and day.

Of course, the premise is that there are not too many power fluctuations, or that it does not involve too strong individual existence.

That kind of existence ~ www.readwn.com ~ just the existence of itself will naturally lead to the collapse of time and space.

With his power, he couldn't even get close, let alone involve time and space or causality around him.

But even then, he was strong enough.

The power of time can at most move its own existence, and now it can involve a lot of opponents stronger than yourself.

Pull the opponent back in time, or exile to another timeline, or simply throw it into chaotic time.

Even throw his offensive into other time directly, and then let it explode after waiting for himself to move away.

In this way, no matter how strong the attack is, he cannot be hit.

puff!

The thread suddenly swelled.

Prague was so comfortable that he almost shouted. (To be continued.)