Absolute peak, regarded as the strongest way!

When Lin Xun first came across the path to the top, this path was given a lot of descriptions that were unreachable and hopeful.

It is rare in ancient and modern times. In ancient times, this way was as vague as a legend, and I don’t know how many geniuses and heroes looked at it and sighed.

Some people even doubt whether this way really exists.

But as Lin Xun cultivated deeply and went through many things, he gradually discovered that with the changes of the boundless years, the definition of the path of the cultivators in the world has already changed.

In his understanding, the path to the top is the strongest path from ancient times to the present, reaching this realm is like the king of a realm, and can push all opponents horizontally.

But in the eyes of other cultivators, like Kong Ling, Su Xingfeng, and Xue Qianhen, the core successors of the ancient Taoism, are already top figures.

There are bound to be mistakes in this!

In the previous battle, there were more than a dozen so-called supreme characters killed by Lin Xun. According to Lin Xun's judgment, the power of these supreme characters can only be counted as reaching the threshold of the path to the ultimate peak, and they are also not strong enough. Never stepped into it!

Even, some people claim to be the best of the best without even touching the threshold, which makes Lin Xundu feel absurd and ridiculous.

Is his cognition too harsh, or has the world's definition of absolute peak become extremely tolerant?

Lin Xun didn't know.

But he knew that, compared to these supreme figures, characters like Sword Demon Yechen and Dao Kuangxiao Cangtian would undoubtedly be more in line with the definition of absolute pinnacle.

"Even if you take a step back and divide the path to the top into three levels, the guys who were killed by you just now are at best the lowest level, just a glimpse of the door."

"As for characters like Ye Chen and Xiao Cangtian, it is hard to estimate how strong they are when they are in the first glimpse."

"And like Yun Qingbai, Yan Zhanqiu, Wang Xuanyu, Mi Hengzhen, and Ye Mohe, the last generation's top giants should already have extremely amazing accomplishments on the way to the top, even if they are not the strongest. , it shouldn't be much different..."

Lin Xun pondered.

The great world is coming, which means that in this world, there will be countless peerless evildoers, rising like stars, contending in the great world.

Before that,

If you can have a deep and accurate understanding of the top figures in your peers, it will be beneficial and harmless.

"No matter what, I will follow my path, and the unparalleled path will be my path!"

For a long time, the doubts in Lin Xun's heart faded, and the Tao's heart became clear and firm.

He sat cross-legged on the Taoist altar, pondering the mystery of the peak, while on the tops of other mountains, wars were still going on.

Likewise, the spectators at the foot of the mountain from different Taoist traditions are also closely following the situation.

Lin Xun's general situation has been determined, and he is destined to win one of the thirty-six places on the small giant list. Right now, it depends on the places on the top of the other peaks, who can win.

The fighting on every mountain peak can be described as tragic, peers compete for hegemony, powerhouses confront each other, and any battle in the outside world is enough to cause a big sensation.

But on this Undead Mountain, it is not uncommon.

The powerhouses of the Wind Whisper Clan are too busy, there are too many notable battles, and there are countless outstanding figures in the field, and each has its own distinctive characteristics, which is really dazzling and difficult to choose.

Similarly, Lin Xun also looked at the tops of other mountain peaks, and the huge power of divine consciousness spread out, watching the battle.

Crazy Saber laughs at the sky, the blade is like electricity, has the power of earth-shattering, destroys the dry and brings the rotten, since he ascended the Taoist altar, almost no one can support ten moves under his hands.

The sword demon Yechen is also brilliant. An ancient crape myrtle sword reveals a vast sword intent, has an upright atmosphere, and has the magic power of ultimate destruction.

On the contrary, Jin Muyun is also a top sword cultivator, but his sword intent is as violent as thunder, overwhelming, strong and strong, and his killing qi rushes into the sky.

Li Qingping's fighting methods were treacherous and unpredictable. He used a jasper flute to confront the enemy.

Yu Lingkong, Ji Xingyao, Gou Yanzhen...

These peerless figures who have long been famous in the world, no surprise, are destined to be among the ranks of the small giants.

What caught Lin Xun's attention in particular was Gou Yanzhen, whose fighting could be described as cruel and perverted.

Any opponent who challenged him would be forced to tear his body apart with his hands, causing his limbs to be shattered and blood raining like a waterfall.

Make the opponent suffer unimaginable torture and destruction before being eliminated.

Such brutal methods have also provoked the anger and roar of many ancient Taoist elders, wishing they would all go up and kill this black bastard with their own hands.

But Gou Yanzhen's method is cruel and cruel, but it is extremely deterrent. Most of the strong people who have witnessed such a bloody scene are too shocked to dare to challenge, lest they will also be torn apart by Gou Yanzhen.

When Lin Xun looked over, he happened to see that Gou Yanzhen was holding a pretty woman in his hands, his hands were split apart, and with a chirp, the woman's arms and body were torn apart like a cloth, and the bright red blood rained like a Falling down the altar like a waterfall.

Gou Yanzhen showed an excited and bloodthirsty smile, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood floating in the void, then took a deep breath and made a comfortable **, his expression became extremely intoxicated.

Swish!

Almost at the same time, he also noticed the gaze projected by Lin Xun. He grinned, his white teeth were sharp and sharp, and he said a word silently on his lips:

"Lin Demon God, I will tear your hands like this, and taste whether your blood has the wonderful aura of a demon."

His throat rolled, as if he was staring at a tempting prey, and he laughed recklessly.

Lin Xun quietly glanced at the other party, his expression remained still, and he withdrew his gaze.

If he encounters Gou Yanzhen in the "fight for luck" duel, he doesn't mind torturing this black dog to death!

Then, Lin Xun saw Xiao Qinghe.

Xiao Qinghe was able to continue fighting on the Taoist altar until now, which surprised Lin Xun for a while.

In his perception, although Xiao Qinghe is powerful, he is still a long way from being the strongest.

But Xiao Qinghe has been able to "guard the mountain" until now, which can only prove that this guy's potential is extremely profound, far exceeding his true strength.

Immediately, Lin Xun frowned.

Xiao Qinghe is in a bad situation!

His opponent was a young man in feather clothes with a feminine aura, with fair complexion and a handsome face like a woman's, with a strange and unique charm.

If Lin Xun remembered correctly, this young man in feather clothes was named Qing Wenjun, from the Qingluan lineage, and was regarded as the holy son of this clan.

Qing Lian'er, who died in her own hands at the beginning, was this Qing Wenjun's cousin.

At this time, Qing Wenjun's figure was like a phantom, unpredictable, not only fast, but also extremely magical.

No matter how Xiao Qinghe attacked, he couldn't even touch his coat!

Undoubtedly, in terms of movement, Qing Wenjun has an absolute advantage.

Originally, under normal circumstances, Xiao Qinghe had no hope of winning, but Qing Wenjun was not in a hurry to defeat the opponent. Instead, he played with Xiao Qinghe like a cat playing a mouse.

Qing Wenjun has a feminine and feminine temperament, and is incomparably demonic, holding a slender and sharp golden needle in her long, fair hand.

As if he was embroidering, he regarded Xiao Qinghe as a cloth, and every time he made a move, he would pierce the fine needle holes in Xiao Qinghe's body.

Xiao Qinghe was obviously in great pain, his face was ashen and sullen, but he couldn't catch Qing Wenjun's pace at all, so he suffered more and more injuries.

It can be clearly seen that the skin all over his body has been punctured with fine blood holes, and strands of blood water soaked out, outlining the prototype of a "rose flower".

Qing Wenjun is indeed embroidering!

His movements even carried an unrestrained beauty, like a master painter who reached the extreme, splashing ink.

However, this practice of treating the opponent as the canvas, using the blood as the ink, and the gold needle as the tip of the brush, makes people unable to feel any sense of beauty, but it seems extremely permeable!

Anyone who sees this scene is afraid that their scalp will be numb and their hearts will be afraid.

Xiao Qinghe was in great pain, his skin was trembling all over his body and his eyes were splitting.

But everything seemed in vain.

Qing Wenjun looked leisurely and calm, and shot the golden needle in his hand, turning a blind eye to Xiao Qinghe's anger.

This is humiliation!

After all, Xiao Qinghe is also one of the sixteen scorching sun figures in the Sun Moon Temple, and his status, status, and combat power are all top-notch among the younger generation of heavenly talents in the world.

But at this time, he was regarded as a canvas to be manipulated, which is undoubtedly a serious trampling and insult to his dignity and Taoism!

Even Lin Xun saw an uncontrollable chill in his black eyes, and there was an uncontrollable murderous intention in his heart.

This Qing Wenjun, although his methods are not as brutal as Gou Yan, but when it comes to metamorphosis, he is even worse!

Um?

At this moment, Lin Xun's face changed, his fists clenched quietly, the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be real, and a terrifying divine light burst out.

Seeing the top of the mountain far away, Xiao Qinghe's figure suddenly froze, stagnating in mid-air, as if he had been immobilized.

At this time, Qing Wenjun stepped forward, twisted a slender golden needle, and pierced Xiao Qinghe's heart.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he returned to the spot.

But Xiao Qinghe's body seemed to be cut criss-cross by countless sharp threads, and suddenly exploded.

The blood mist transpired, reflected in the void, and turned into a rich and coquettish blood-colored rose flower pattern, bright red and dazzling.

All the powerhouses who noticed this scene were shivering and fearful, and this method was simply perverted to the extreme!

Qing Wenjun seemed to be unaware, stroking his chin, staring at the blood-colored roses in full bloom in the void, his feminine and fair face was full of admiration.

Even though he knew that Xiao Qinghe could not die on this Undead Mountain, Lin Xun was still filled with endless anger, and his black eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Murder is no more than a no-brainer, but this Qing Wenjun used such perverted and bloody methods to humiliate and torture Xiao Qinghe, absolutely unforgivable!

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