National Simulation: Second Time I Save The World?

Full of resentment and killing intent, Zhao Feiyu attacked Lin Xuan.

The black mist all over the sky seemed to be his help.

Countless black mist continuously condensed, turning into countless pitch-black sharp swords, stabbing towards Lin Xuan.

In the next second, a pair of purple wings suddenly opened, and then the wings leaned forward, like a shield, protecting the body of the shaft.

This is the exclusive inheritance skill of Qianyuanzong—spiritual power into wings (actually it is the body tissue of the Zerg).

And this purple wing is not just for flying.

They are all cultivating immortals, who can't fly!

Since this purple wing can be used as the exclusive inheritance of Qianyuanzong, it naturally has its magical effect.

And this first magical effect is the integration of offense and defense.

I saw countless black swords flying towards them.

But when it hit the purple wings, it only caused little ripples.

With a clanging sound, all the black swords were easily blocked by Lin Xuan.

But this was just Zhao Feiyu's feint.

He also didn't feel that the attack hurt Lin Xuan.

The real killing move is yet to come.

A shocking sword aura, accompanied by Zhao Feiyu's voice, followed the rain of swords all over the sky.

But Lin Xuan has long been on guard.

The purple wings retracted suddenly.

Only an afterimage flashed by.

A long sword stabbed out from Lin Xuan's hand with lightning speed.

The radiant sword light that seemed to pierce the sky and the earth directly pierced Zhao Feiyu's sword energy, and flew towards Zhao Feiyu without losing momentum.

Zhao Feiyu could only block it with a horizontal sword.

After a powerful collision, Zhao Feiyu was directly sent flying.

"Damn it!"

"It's not as good as him!"

Zhao Feiyu's face was full of embarrassment.

The spiritual power in his body was violently rushed by Lin Xuan's blow, and he couldn't control it.

There are even some cracks on the body surface.

Fortunately, the black mist around him quickly poured into his body, repairing his body.

After repelling Zhao Feiyu with one blow, Lin Xuan was able to observe Zhao Feiyu's current situation.

Zhao Feiyu's physical injuries have already healed.

But his current body looks extremely strange.

Although he had some "immortal spirit" in the beginning.

But compared with now, it is only a little bit.

Now he is as if an AA battery has been forcibly inserted into a slot that can only accommodate AA batteries.

The whole body swelled up!

Countless black tentacles overflowed from his limbs!

 …

This is not right!

This is very wrong!

This is by no means the original Zhao Feiyu!

Lin Xuan's heart was full of vigilance.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.

"Hiss~"

Wouldn't it be that he was taken away by the old grandpa in his Sims life experience?

However, it's not quite like that!

The hatred in Zhao Feiyu's eyes cannot be faked!

What kind of medicine is sold in this old man's gourd?

Lin Xuan was full of doubts.

At this time, Zhao Feiyu was also a bit wary!

He had tried his best to make Lin Xuan extremely perverted, but he didn't expect Lin Xuan to be so perverted.

Just hit him!

hateful!

Although the old man had his back, Zhao Feiyu didn't want to ask for help so soon.

Otherwise, he would be ashamed and slapped by the old man.

What qualifications do you have to inherit his inheritance in the future?

no!

Absolutely not!

He finally had a chance to return to the top, he didn't want to be that second child for ten thousand years anymore!

Now, he has inherited part of that old grandfather's inheritance.

This sea of ​​black mist is his home field.

Not only can it continuously provide him with spiritual power, but it can also continuously repair his injuries.

However, Lin Xuan has to resist the erosion of this sea of ​​black mist.

Moreover, there is only black mist in this sea of ​​black mist, and there is no spiritual power to replenish, let alone repair the injury.

As long as he continues to consume Lin Xuan's state, under the ebb and flow, he believes that the balance of victory will definitely tilt towards him.

Zhao Feiyu only hesitated for a while before attacking again.

And Lin Xuan also greeted him with a sword.

The sword shadows all over the sky are constantly intertwined.

Instantly!

Black mist surges!

The sea of ​​black mist was stirred up by this violent spiritual energy.

Countless dead trees were crushed into ashes by the sword shadows all over the sky.

Even the mountains under their feet were razed to the ground.

The battle goes on and on.

Zhao Feiyu became more and more frightened.

Although he could clearly feel that the spiritual power in Lin Xuan's body was decreasing bit by bit.

But it's been almost an hour.

Lin Xuan was still able to beat him.

The stamina is also terrifying!

But he didn't want to give up, let alone ask the old man for help.

"I have to work hard!"

Zhao Feiyu quickly made a decision.

Anyway, in this sea of ​​black mist, he can recover quickly even if he is injured, and he still has his grandfather to protect him.

Not cowardly at all!

In the next moment, Zhao Feiyu fired at full power.

A raging attack rushed towards Lin Xuan.

Now, he is completely fighting with Xuan in the way of exchanging injuries for injuries.

However, Lin Xuan still resisted his attack with ease.

Slowly, his heart sank to the bottom bit by bit.

But until the last moment, he really didn't want to ask grandpa for help.

But at this time, the grandfather whom he regarded as his last hope was staring at Lin Xuan's body.

"It smells so good!"

"This body smells so good!"

"I have never encountered such a tempting host!"

An uncontrollable instinctive impulse filled the old man's mind.

This host body is even better than his previous host body.

It was a stroke of luck.

You know, his previous body was the top three existence of his generation Qianlong list in Yuanyang Realm.

In the entire history of Yuanyang Realm, this is also a genius belonging to the first echelon.

Possesses the gift of immortality!

Second only to those legendary figures who have become immortals.

However, with Lin Xuan's body, he felt that as long as he practiced step by step, becoming a fairy was almost a certainty.

Sure enough, none of what Zhao Feiyu said was true.

This kind of qualification......

This kind of qualification...

How could it be possible to compete with him for the first true biography?

He deserves it too?

Zhao Feiyu is nothing but iron trash, and Yuanran can't compare to Lin Xuan for making such a big deal about him.

Looks like he'll have to push again!

Immediately, this alluring body was his.

His heart was full of anticipation.

"Disciple, the evil cultivators of the same rank are indeed better than us orthodox cultivators."

"It's not your fault!"

"Disciple, don't blame yourself!"

"To deal with evil cultivators, you don't need to care about the means."

"I will help you again, Master!"

The words of the old man moved Zhao Feiyu's heart.

This master is too good!

The last trace of worry in his heart has disappeared.

"Master, please give me a helping hand "Help me kill evil cultivators!"

"it is good!"

"Teacher, bear with it! It might hurt a little!"

As soon as the words fell, huge energy like the sun's vast ocean quickly poured into Zhao Feiyu's limbs and bones.

“Ah․………․ahh……ah”

The next moment, Zhao Feiyu suddenly felt a piercing pain.

It was as if the flesh and blood all over his body were being crushed bit by bit.

But when he thought of Lin Xuan, he still endured the severe pain and persisted.

The limit of the initial stage of the Nascent Soul.....The first entry into the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul...... the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul...the limit of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul....

Zhao Feiyu's power was flying like a rocket.

Now, feel the horror of Lin Xuan's talent!

Zhao Feiyu also lost the value of being a spare tire.

Even if it is not possible to win Lin Xuan, it is impossible to win Zhao Feiyu.

With the opportunity to drive Ferrari, how could he still be nostalgic for Zhao Feiyu, a second-hand Santana?

This simply lowered his compulsion!

Even if he dies, he will die in this sea of ​​zeros!

I don't want to use Zhao Feiyu's body to live a new life!

Not long after, Zhao Feiyu's aura reached a terrifying level————————————— Nascent Soul Late Stage!

But after that, it didn't continue.

Now Zhao Feiyu's face is full of pain and ferocity, and even the slightest cracks appear faintly on the surface of his body, obviously he is approaching the limit of his endurance.

"Ha ha ha ha.……"

"Ha ha ha ha………"

"Late Nascent Soul!"

"Late Nascent Soul!"

"This is the late Nascent Soul!"

"Lin Xuan, you are dead!"

Zhao Feiyu laughed wildly.

Now, his heart is full of confidence.

In the late Yuanying period, this is the top group of elders in Qianyuanzong.

Even the Great Elder is only in the late Yuanying period.

The cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul is no longer able to beat Lin Xuan.

Then he would really be trash!

Zhao Feiyu didn't wait too long, he wasn't one of those mentally retarded villains who could crush him, but deliberately mocked the protagonist, waiting for the protagonist to explode.

Even if it's ridicule, it's not too late to ridicule when Lin Xuan has only one breath left.

He couldn't wait to see Lin Xuan dying.

Zhao Feiyu slightly adjusted to the soaring power in his body.

In the next moment, a sharp sword intent enveloped Lin Xuan.

Afterwards, a sky full of sword lights struck.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Lin Xuan's fighting instinct, with the blessing of many talents and treasures, is far better than Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu's berserk attacks were blocked by Lin Xuan one after another.

However, at the moment of the fight, Lin Xuan felt a heavy pressure.

Although they are both in the Nascent Soul stage, the gap between the late Nascent Soul stage and the first Nascent Soul is really too big.

Put it in the ordinary modern urban world.

At the beginning of the Nascent Soul, at most one person has the power to fight against the country, but at the later stage of the Nascent Soul, it has enough power to clean the surface of the earth.

Lin Xuan knew that relying on the power of his newborn Nascent Soul was not enough to fight against Zhao Feiyu.

...asking for flowers...

But now the grandfather's figure has not yet appeared, and it is not easy for him to reveal his trump card.

So now there is only one way.

Close the door and let go!

As soon as Lin Xuan released the suppression of the Zerg in his body, suddenly, a black mist vortex appeared.

Lin Xuan's body, like a black hole, frantically devoured the surrounding black mist.

But Lin Xuan was not too surprised by this.

As early as the beginning of studying the black mist, Lin Xuan noticed that the zerg in his body was about to move.

Has a strong appetite for black mist.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a true destiny.

The truth is unusual.

To ordinary monks, it was like a highly poisonous black mist, but in front of the insects in Lin Xuan's body, it was nothing more than nourishment for growth.

Perhaps, the ultimate winner of Lin Xuan's Sims experience is the zerg inside him, not Grandpa.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How can you swallow the black mist?"

"Obviously only I, who has inherited the inheritance, can swallow the black disturbance!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Feiyu's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes fixed on Lin Xuan, his face was full of shock, and he even subconsciously told his biggest secret.

But let alone Zhao Feiyu, even the old man was stunned.

 …

Where did this perversion come from?

Originally, the grandfather wanted to wait for Zhao Feiyu to seriously injure Lin Xuan, and then take the opportunity to win Lin Xuan's trust, invade Lin Xuan's body, and slowly seize the position of the original parasite.

But now, he couldn't wait any longer, and if something happened again, his plan would be ruined.

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Lin Xuan, what a freak!

Or the zerg inside Lin Xuan, what a freak!

In the next second, Zhao Feiyu suddenly felt a violent force pouring into his body crazily.

The black mist that filled the sky turned into a huge vortex, pouring into his body crazily.

His aura continued to climb again, approaching the peak of Nascent Soul.

However, he felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

Suddenly, a terrible guess arose in his heart.

However, in the next moment, his consciousness completely sank into the bottomless abyss.

Then Zhao Feiyu's body continued to swell and mutate.

Slowly, it became more and more ferocious and terrifying, even losing its human form.

"Grandpa finally couldn't take it anymore?"

Lin Xuan knew that Zhao Feiyu was probably no longer his own.

Before Lin Xuan could think about it, a message suddenly entered his mind.

"Little friend, be careful, that cultivator has been taken away by the remnant soul of the evil cultivator hiding in the sea of ​​black mist!"

"This is his home field, this black mist can isolate everything from the outside world, and it can also provide him with a steady stream of power.

"Little friend, although you are extremely talented, you can enter the cultivation base of Yuanying for the first time, and it is already the limit to fight against the great monks of the late Yuanying stage.

"And this evil cultivator is a great monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, who can fight against the Supreme Nascent Soul."

"Continue to fight, little friend, you will definitely lose."

"Little friend, just relax and let me help you!"

What exactly is sold in this old man's gourd?

If you want to take him away, just take him away directly.

Why direct such a big play?

Moreover, is it true that the black mist he said can isolate everything?

For a moment, Lin Xuan fell into deep thought.

The old man was a little anxious when he saw this, and said quickly.

"Little friend, don't you believe me?"

"My majestic Nascent Soul is extremely powerful, and I was born in the righteous immortal sect, how could I deceive my little friend?"

"Now I'm already a wisp of remnant soul, and it will dissipate after I help my little friend."

"My only last wish is to find a successor."

"I think you are very suitable, little friend."

"Moreover, I can't bear to see you, a righteous arrogance like you, die here, little friend."

In this weird world of cultivating immortals, Lin Xuan might still believe him if the evil monks helped him.

But if an orthodox monk, or a parasite, said to help himself, how could Lin Xuan believe it?

but.....

"Is this black mist really able to isolate all perception from the outside world?"

Lin Xuan was very curious.

"certainly!"

The old man's tone was full of confidence.

This is his home field!

No one knows the black mist better than him!

"That's all right!"

This old man really chose a good burial place for himself.

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a satin expression.

It's time to draw a successful conclusion to this battle!

Hearing Lin Xuan's answer, the old man was taken aback.

In the next moment, he suddenly felt a deadly danger coming.

A golden long sword exuding infinite golden light and fiery aura suddenly appeared in Lin Xuan's hand.

At this moment, the old man inexplicably felt that Lin Xuan could kill him instantly with a single strike.

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong with Lin Xuan!

But he seemed to have no time to think about work. .