Immortal Sword Master

In the steaming bath, the hot water tumbled and murmured bubbles.

Surrounded by high rocky rocky hills.

Lin Xin helped Lin Yaoyang and lay it flat on a rattan chair by the bath.

Lin Yaoyang's consciousness had begun to blur, but his eyes still looked at Lin Xin with tears, a pair of black wires rubbing against each other, squeezing the skirt upward.

"Hey ... hey ... what do you want to do ... what?" Lin Yaoyang smiled smirk, and completely opened up the sullen atmosphere when he opened it.

"Would you like to join me? ~~~"

Huh!

Lin Xin was expressionless and lifted her head out of the water with one hand. The rushing water flowed down from the long hair.

Lin Yaoyang coughed loudly, his face was full of water, and although his cheeks were still flushed, it was obvious that his mind was clear.

"Are you better?" Lin Xin asked with concern.

"Okay ... it's better ..." Lin Yaoyang stared at his brother with his eyes wide open.

Recalling what she said just now, she was also a little hot.

"Then take a bath by yourself." Lin Xin got up and threw the Yulu to her at will. "I don't need this thing. Don't do stupid things in the future. I have my way. I don't need you to point your finger."

Yu Lupa fell on the water in front of Lin Yaoyang and floated.

At this moment she was still a little confused, but she looked a little dazed when her brother left.

"I'm not a fat man and I don't want to run outside ..." Anyway, it's not my biological sister ... "she muttered softly.

"Put things here first, and there will always be a time when you ask me." She pinched Yulu.

For close-blooded families, half-parent relationships are also acceptable, and even brothers and sisters are combined to maintain the purity of the family's bloodlines.

Therefore, even if their two siblings are combined, they will give birth to their son-in-law to inherit the Lin family. At most, they will be criticized, but that's it.

This is not a big deal for the dense blood family.

Out of the bathing area, Lin Xin looked back at the entire Zongjia loft courtyard.

In the afternoon sunset, the entire family seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of death.

Gloomy, gloomy and lifeless.

A team of patrolling clan masters passed by him not far away, and his eyes were divine, as if the spirit and spirit were extremely scarce.

"Oh ... Xiaoyue, why are you standing here alone ... your clothes are still wet."

Suddenly a familiar female voice came from behind.

Lin Xin turned around and saw that the original late Qing was carried by a sedan chair. At this time behind him, he looked at himself with concern.

But again, her eyes were dull and dull. The whole person seemed to be shrouded in death.

"It turned out to be a mother. Are you back?" Lin Xin bowed slightly.

"Yeah. I just came back ..." Qing Qing said quietly. She was still so gentle, but at this moment it seemed a bit hollow.

"Then mother should return to the room early to rest." Lin Xin frowned and whispered.

"Go and change your clothes, and be careful."

In the evening of the Qing dynasty, the curtain of the sedan chair was lowered, and the bearers on both sides stood up, brushed smoothly beside Lin Xin, and entered the courtyard.

Watching the original Qing enter, Lin Xin returned to God.

Not only the original late Qing dynasty, but even the bearer who carried the sedan was covered with a layer of death.

"what happened?"

He frowned.

Underground seal, dense blood, and dead air, what is the relationship between these three?

The man in the attic had become a little abnormal, and he obviously felt that everyone was a little lack of energy.

Except for him and his sister Lin Yaoyang.

"Which West Asia does it?"

He squinted.

"But at his level, such boring things should not be done."

He was too lazy to care for others, but he was the mother who raised him in this lifetime, so he had to figure it out anyway.

Death gas is not an ordinary thing. A shroud means that this person is approaching death.

"It seems that I can no longer suppress myself ..."

He fixed his eyes and turned to leave.

The situation that the Lin family is facing, with his current physical strength, is not enough to cope with more difficulties, so he needs to restore the peak strength of his previous life as quickly as possible.

Originally, it was intended to sharpen the foundation and not attract attention, but now it seems that it cannot wait for natural development.

It now appears that this dead spirit must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise mothers of this life may be in danger.

Moreover, he didn't like the feeling of being used as a chess piece.

Lin Shangxiu looked at the open space in front of him, and was playing the swordsman's children. His eyes did not know where he fluttered to.

"Homeowner, homeowner?"

The deputy called her several times, and she returned to her head.

"The tenth group of martial arts is over, are you still waiting for your assessment?" The deputy whispered.

Lin Shangxiu nodded, commented a few words at will, and let the people go down.

She had been thinking about what that contact said in the meantime.

Although Qiu Shi is not as good as the strongest gates, it is also a very difficult and troublesome Jedi. People outside are not willing to come here.

You know, in addition to the half of the evil gods sealed here, there is also a huge formation that uses all the sealed evil gods to seal together with their power.

There is a horror that no one knows.

Because of this, no matter how powerful the outside world is, they dare not intervene in Qiushi's affairs at will.

And these forces.

Originally, they had to support themselves to fight for the position of homeowner, using various resources and other means, but now ...

Lin Shangxiu frowned.

"Surely dare to send someone in ... what are these people trying to do ..."

But it doesn't matter. She is also a blood-tight person. Although she is only a secondary, the previous-generation secondary blood-tight person has no power at this time.

But if those people's approach really works, she will become the first owner of the sub-blood to inherit the seal!

"That loophole ... the fatal weakness ..." Lin Shangxiu's eyes glowed with ambition.

"It must be successful ... Certainly, as long as Lin Yaoyang is successfully ran away, the family will not let her be the homeowner again, and then ... I will come forward again."

"are you ready?"

A deep, dark voice suddenly struck into her ears.

"Naturally everything is ready. But what is the chance of success on your side?" Lin Shangxiu said coldly in his head.

"You can rest assured that when the time comes, the home, the Confucian family, the broken young family, and the three homeowners will all return. You can get the homeowner silently. Even if you fail, the wind of death will never go wrong."

Lin Shangxiu felt cold.

However, she did not expect that even these three companies had been quietly taken over by the owner, and now she came to cooperate with them.

The energy of this organization is not ordinary, and it is no wonder that there have been no major casualties in these three areas.

With this organization as their backing, their power is naturally far from the original simple seal family.

"Are all three of them all their own?" Lin Shangxiu faintly regretted that she had planned to abandon the organization after everything was done. However, he did not expect that the other party's power was so large.

"Yes, their three homeowners will do their best to help you get the seal."

The voice was low.

"Don't think too much. We have already won over 70% of the family in the World Conference. This operation will be successful."

70%!

Lin Shangxiu's pupils shrank.

For a long time, she exhaled slowly.

"I understand...."

"We have no intention of occupying your sphere of influence. What we need is the seal force you have united as a strategic deployment. So you don't have to worry about being elevated into a puppet. We also ask for other homes.

The voice seemed to understand her concern and continued to speak out.

"I know."

Lin Shangxiu nodded slightly.

"What time is it?"

"God's Day, God's Day next year." The low voice finished and went quiet.

Lin Xin sat cross-legged in the room, and the candlelight of the two candles was dangling.

It has been three days since the last time Lin Yaoyang was drunk.

In these three days, he no longer suppressed the strengthening of his attributes.

Instead, take the most abnormal way and make a breakthrough.

The Ben Lei Sword has reached the 70th floor and cannot be moved in, because there is no magical soldier or enough powerful thunder gas.

The role of thunder gas, in addition to serving as a source of power, is to temper the body.

Lin Xin simply breaks through the physical limits with his attributes as a breakthrough, and then uses Zhengyang power to fill his body.

Ben Leijian really can't find a stronger thunder gas, but in another direction he has been trying in these years, he has a little eyebrows.

There are too many gods in Taikoo. Even the universe has countless great existence. They all have completely unique frequencies and bands.

More recently, their frequency can be adjusted to breathe their strength. Far away, it is necessary to output a large amount of force after aligning the frequency to resonate and get a response.

Lin Xin is always trying to find the **** of lightning or the frequency of great existence. Just like he happened to find Kirin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sanyin Luo and other frequencies.

After trying for several years, because he practiced the Thunder Sword, the explosion speed became faster and faster, and then he used the Eucharist to study the approximate band of Archean stars at the same time.

Gradually there are some clues.

"The band of Ben Lei Sword reaches the frequency of the mother star of Yuan Dou, and then I try to start with the smallest frequency I can grasp, and combine three different frequencies of thunder and gas ..."

Lin Xinping looked at the void in front of him.

His Eucharist was cuddling with his hands at this moment, ringed in front of him, and a ball of purple translucent light condensed in his palm.

There are hundreds of red and white light dots in the light sphere.

The collision of every two light spots will ignite a spark arc. Hundreds of light spots collided with each other, and the sparks and arcs generated were also rumbling and embarrassing.

This was Lin Xin's inspiration from the knowledge he had learned from Earth, and he called it the Spirit Collider. (To be continued.) Enable new URL