The Prodigies War

Dominoes look like palm size, gray and insignificant.

But when he fell into Lintian's hands, he was like a towering mountain. He was caught off guard, which made his body flash. He quickly turned his strength, and then he firmly held the dominoes in his hands.

"Is this a bluff?"

Lintian was stunned. He was trying to find out with his divine knowledge, but he was stopped by old man Du: "if you don't want to be scared to death, you'd better not do that."

Scared to death?

Lintian was suspicious, but he didn't choose to try at last.

The old man grinned and said, "although it's frightening, this baby can be regarded as priceless. You must keep it well."

Lintian frowned: "can this scare the saint?"

Old man Du disdained: "the sage is a fart. I might as well tell you that under the Empire, this dominoes eat everything and their courage can frighten them. After all, this is a gift from me. Is it ordinary and comparable?"

In the tone, there was an unspeakable pride.

Lintian played dominoes, his eyes flickered, stared at the old man alone and said, "why don't I try you?"

The old man looked sluggish and didn't have a good way: "what can scare me? Your boy, don't use it easily. Remember, it can only be used once. It's not a critical moment of life and death."

After that, Lintian didn't give him a chance to respond, so he waved his sleeve robe.

After a while, they disappeared.

……

The Empire, deep in the palace, has a forbidden area.

A simple and old hall stands tall. In front of the hall, a five-color altar filled with the smell of ancient vicissitudes stands tall, as if it existed forever.

On the main hall, there is a plaque: Blood killing hall.

Lintian recognized at first sight that he had been here!

When he first entered the bloodkilling battlefield, he was brought here by Zhao Tai and left with the help of this ancient transmission array.

However, this time when he saw the "blood killing hall" and the ancient transmission array, Lintian thought of a lot of things.

"Did Mr. Lu arrange it himself?"

Lintian whispered.

The old man said, "who?"

Lintian said, "Lubo cliff."

The old man was surprised and said, "you already know?"

"The establishment of blood killing camp is related to Mr. Lu. How can the existence of blood killing hall have nothing to do with Mr. Lu?"

Lintian sighed with a trace of emotion, "according to my guess, Mr. Lu is probably a strong quasi emperor. With his attainments in the holy stripe, it is not difficult to arrange such a transmission array."

The old man alone said, "more than ten years ago, the drastic changes in heaven and earth completely broke out, and the blood killing battlefield has completely changed. You will know when you go."

He waved his robe.

Buzzing~

The ancient colorful altar glowed and suddenly produced a strange roar, as if waking up from silence.

Lin Xun was about to take action, but he was stopped by the old man alone. His eyes looked strange and stared at Lintian: "there is another living spirit on you."

Lintian was so stiff that he could see it?

"Little silver, come out." His heart moved.

With a swish, the figure of little silver swept out.

The old man alone burst into a flash of brilliance in his eyes and looked at the little silver for a half ring. Then he said with a smile: "it's interesting. A god eater who set foot on the way to the top of the mountain also awakened his natural powers and became a real immortal insect king. In ancient times, he couldn't find one... It seems that this little guy has also got a lot of opportunities and benefits in this great world."

At a glance, I saw through the details of little silver!

Lintian was shocked. Is this old guy really an emperor?

"You go."

Old man Du took back his eyes and waved his hand, which didn't stop Xiao Yin and Lintian.

"Senior, farewell."

Lintian took a deep breath and took little silver to the altar.

The next moment, he disappeared.

The old man alone watched the scene silently until the transmission array returned to silence. He was relieved. He vomited a long breath and murmured, "before the top becomes holy, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity and break the forbidden curse of breaking the road and robbing..."

……

Bloody battlefield.

The heaven and earth are vast, and the mountains gather one after another. The rich purple aura is like a rolling sea of clouds, which flows and transpiration on the sky.

On the earth, mountains and rivers are picturesque!

Every mountain is beautiful, lush and vibrant.

Every river is filled with spiritual water mist. When the water waves fluctuate, they shine like fish scales, and even mountains, rocks, plants and trees show a crystal clear color.

In the void, there is a strong aura.

On the top of a precipitous mountain, there are strands of purple auspicious spirit and rosy clouds, and a tall and beautiful figure stands there, overlooking the four directions, with a lingering color of shock.

This man was Lintian who had just arrived at the blood killing battlefield.

Just now, he suspected that he had come to the wrong place!

In Lintian's memory, in the blood killing battlefield, the world was dark, the earth was dark, the fields were vast, and there were signs of no grass, desolation and exhaustion everywhere.

On the earth there, rotten and broken bones are all over the dust, and the air is filled with an indelible smell of blood and decay.

Dark, dead, bloody, depressing... Outline the gray tone of the bloodkilling battlefield.

The most important thing is that there is no psychic power in the blood killing battlefield!

All the practitioners stationed here in the Empire need to supplement their strength with elixirs.

But now

Everything has changed!

Between heaven and earth, all things are thriving, with strong aura and beautiful mountains and rivers. The rolling aura and vitality are like a roaring torrent, spreading across the world.

Where is this blood killing battlefield in memory? It is clearly a vast and beautiful world like a blessed land of immortals!

Every flower and grass is condensed with crystal light. Although it is not a spiritual material and medicine, it is completely different from the reprimanded plants and trees. It can be called a "spiritual thing".

Lintian breathed. His mouth and nose were full of fresh, rich and lively aura. He felt relaxed and happy for a while.

"In more than ten years, everything has changed..."

"The aura here is thick and pure, which is better than the nine realms on the top!"

"No! There is still a trace of divine power in the aura between heaven and earth, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of those who are strong in longevity."

"If you practice here for one day, it will be worth one month's work from the outside world!"

For a long time, Lin xuncai gradually calmed down from the shock and began to quietly perceive this completely different bloodkilling battlefield.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more demanding the demand for resources.

A fish can swim happily in the mud pond, but when the fish degenerates into a dragon, how can a small mud pond be carried?

When Lintian was young, he practiced in the Empire like a fish growing up in a mud pond.

Now he is the king of the eight robbers of eternal life. If he is still practicing in the Empire, he will never set foot in the holy land of the eight robbers of eternal life.

The reason is very simple. The cultivation resources in the Empire are far from meeting his needs, and there is still a lack of opportunities for cultivation!

Even though the world has changed greatly and the Empire has become different, he can only come to this bloody battlefield if he wants to seek the way to become holy.

"No wonder the great emperor once said that there is also an opportunity to become a saint in the lower world. With the emergence of the upheaval of heaven and earth, the blood killing battlefield has been completely different..."

Lintian took a deep breath and completely accepted the reality.

Whoosh!

At the next moment, Lintian disappeared.

Two hours later.

On the Bank of a mighty river, Lintian's figure floated and fell, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The bloodkilling battlefield has completely changed. According to his memory, I thought I could find the entrance to the mulberry forest soon.

But I didn't think that the world here has already been completely different from his memory, and has grown many times!

"The opposite direction of the setting sun and the rising sun is the camp of our empire"

This is a sentence in the animal skin manual given by Zhao Tailai to Lin Xun when he first entered the blood killing battlefield that year.

Just, is there an imperial camp in the bloodkilling battlefield at this time?

Lintian thought for a moment, looked at the sky, recognized the direction, and planned to start again.

Huh?

But at this time, his eyes narrowed, and there was an extremely pure and amazing spiritual breath at the bottom of the river.

In a flash, he had entered the bottom of the river.

The river rolled, and a crystal stone the size of a fist lay quietly at the bottom of the river, emitting a magnificent and illusory divine luster.

What is this?

Lintian raised his hand and took the crystal stone in his hand. He looked at it and was surprised that the crystal stone was full of pure divine breath, which was like the legendary "divine crystal"!

Divine Yuan Jing is a kind of treasure that has almost disappeared in the outside world. It is extremely rare. It can be bred only in the place of sacred spirit pulse.

The divine power contained in this object can immeasurably promote the cultivation of monks.

Like the sage's practice, the general cave and blessed land can not meet his practice needs at all, but if there is a divine Yuan Jing, the problem of practice can be solved.

Such treasures are useless even if they fall into the hands of monks below the strong in the king's territory.

Because the power contained in the divine yuan crystal is too high and huge, ordinary practitioners can't bear and refine it at all!

In Lintian's cognition, this thing could not be found in such a large empire. Even in the ancient wasteland, it was only owned by those ancient orthodoxy.

"In this bloodkilling battlefield, divine yuan crystals have been condensed..."

Lintian said in his heart, "so, even for saints, it can be called a treasure land of cultivation!"

He put away the divine Yuan Jing, then took it out from the bottom of the river and took action.

Along the way, Lintian deliberately investigated and found some divine crystals, big and small, which were brilliant and full of divinity.

In addition, in some mountains where the aura gathered extremely amazing, there were also some rare divine medicines and materials, which were impolitely picked up by Lintian.

At this time, Lintian had completely determined that if the nine realms in the top of the mountain were suitable for the king's cultivation on the road of longevity.

Then this bloodkilling battlefield can fully meet the cultivation needs of the Holy Land!