The Peerless Emperor

As the voice of the young Xunyin tribe fell, one of the thin Xunyin tribe directly stood up and respectfully saluted the other party and said, "Master, the subordinates are willing to lead the team. The head of the culprit was brought up to the young master."

"Bai Ling Li, you are always so active to help me solve problems, thank you very much for your contribution." The young Xunyin tribe walked forward with a smile, and handed a white token to the opponent. Since the opponent can completely destroy Bai Yinxin, I am afraid that the strength is not weak."

"So, just take ten teams over."

"There is also the inheritance in the Palace of Light and Shadow. It is better to take it back. Although the inheritance is not helpful to this plan, it is still very valuable to our Xun Yin Clan."

After hearing the words of the young Xunyin tribe, Bai Ling solemnly said: "I will definitely not let the young master's expectations be met, and fulfill the young master's instructions."

"Okay, you guys are gone too." The young Xunyin tribe also waved his hand, and the thousand strong men in front of him also got up to salute him and turned to bid farewell.

The location of the young Xunyin tribe is a spacious yard. Although it is dark now, the light of the formation above still makes the space bright as day.

After his subordinates left, the young Xunyin tribe didn’t leave. Instead, they turned around and looked at the figure who didn’t know when they appeared, and laughed out: "Your body is really ugly. It’s the Yuhai Clan. Still one-armed."

"No way, do you think I am willing?" He looked down at the black blade on his one arm, and was mocked by the young Xunyin tribe with a helpless look.

At this time, in front of the building complex, Lin Qian and others were sitting cross-legged by the bonfire, entering a state of cultivation.

As for security, Zhao Long is of course responsible.

He didn't need to practice anyway, as long as Lin Qian's realm improved, his strength would also increase accordingly.

Moreover, Lin Qian's powerful soul consciousness escaped, and no disturbance would escape his detection. With the detection beast acting as his eyes and ears, there was no need to worry about safety.

The degree of aura in this small world is very rich and suitable for cultivation. The aura of heaven and earth produced by the spirit wood during the day is condensed to the peak at night. When should I not practice at this time?

It's just that no one noticed that on that high altitude, an old man with a phantom body was looking down at Lin Qian with a smile.

"What an interesting kid, he can bring in a lot of people, and he also controls the humble soul beast investigation. It seems that the old man needs to talk to him, maybe he can help a lot." The old man Xuying thought of now. In a bad situation, he shook his head in distress.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in the shadow turned into a streamer and rushed towards the top of Lin Qian's head, sank into it, and entered his sea of ​​knowledge.

Soon after, in Lin Qian's knowledge of the sea, the figure of the phantom old man was suspended in the vast ocean of soul power, staring at everything around him dumbfounded.

"What the **** is this kid, the life and death realm can have such a strong soul power?" The old man of the shadow stared and looked around, looking like he had never seen the world.

Converging his surprised mind, the old man in the shadow began to look for Lin Qian's soul position.

Although Lin Qian's mighty sea of ​​consciousness is very powerful, the old man in the shadow still found his soul easily.

In the very center of the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Qian's soul also assumed a posture of sitting sideways, his eyes closed tightly.

The old man who had his body straightened and was completely illusory was pretending to squeeze his fist to cover his mouth, and coughed slightly: "Ahem, young man..."

With the voice of the illusory old man resounding in this sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Qian's soul with his eyes closed originally opened his eyes and looked at the other party.

Lin Qian's soul opened his eyes, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness began to turbulent, making waves suddenly.

At the same time, the phantom of the fantasy star suddenly appeared behind Lin Qian. The huge national fortune of the entire China Empire was blessed on him, and the huge pressure that people could not bear was rushing towards the phantom old man.

boom!

Before the phantom old man could react, the entire translucent body had been blasted out of Lin Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Rather than being bombed out, it is better to say that this illusory old man escaped by himself.

When Lin Qian opened his eyes and the national destiny emerged, the illusory old man had already noticed that something was wrong with Dao. When the oppressive force struck, he was already going backwards madly.

Just being hit by himself, there was a turbulent force that rushed over, making him look like he was blown out.

A faint light flew from Lin Qian's eyebrows, extremely fast, and it was already flying away in the blink of an eye, disappearing.

Lin Qian who was practicing originally opened his eyes in doubt, his expression was a little confused, and he looked around and found that there was nothing wrong with him.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" To avoid disturbing other people's cultivation, Zhao Long's voice rang directly in Lin Qian's mind.

Not used for soul-sense transmission, Lin Qian and the Chinese Empire creatures can communicate directly in their minds, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that he can control the imperial army as easily as his own body.

"Are there any abnormalities and findings just now? Or, have you seen the breath of an old man or other people?" Lin Qian asked Zhao Long in confusion.

Zhao Long shook his head and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the minister has not found any abnormalities."

Lin Qian nodded slightly and signaled him not to worry: "That may be my illusion, please continue to be vigilant."

After speaking, Lin Qian continued to close his eyes tightly and began to practice.

It's just that Lin Qian still feels a little strange. He clearly heard someone talking in his head just now, as if he was in the sea of ​​knowledge.

But when his soul opened his eyes, there was nothing, and the whole sea of ​​consciousness was silent.

"Is it really an illusion?" Lin Qian murmured, then shook his head, no longer thinking about it.

His soul is protected by the National Destiny of the Chinese Empire. I am afraid that no one in this world can hurt his soul.

It's like the original black blood royal family Nan Xin, who wanted to take away his body, only to come to die.

When Lin Qian was puzzled, the illusory old man in a faraway place looked at his direction with fear.

"Where is the monster boy, how can the soul be so strong? What kind of ghost is the national fortune blessed on the soul!" The illusory old man roared in horror, and his horror was uncertain.

If it wasn't that he ran fast enough, it would be severely injured at the slightest level, and at the worst it would be lost.

Moreover, he also clearly felt that the national movement did not explode all the power, I am afraid it was only part of it.

The illusory old man calmed down his mood a little, both happy and fearful.

He was happy that Lin Qian would definitely be able to help himself and solve the current dilemma.

Because Lin Qian knows the soul in the sea to bless and wait for the national destiny, it has already made a mark in his heart, making him afraid.