Before Lin Xunlai, he had heard of one thing.

After the creation of the "Fortune Star Dome", the supreme figure once said that whoever can decipher the ultimate mystery in it will get a treasure left by him!

As for what this treasure is, no one knows yet.

Because in these countless years, has no one really explored the "final mystery" of this.

According to rumors, a long time ago, there were many immortal figures who came here, and they did not hesitate to take the risk of being suppressed by the realm. Treasure left behind.

But unfortunately, they all failed.

Even if he comprehends and masters the hundreds of cultivation systems of the "Creation of the Star Vault" one by one, he has not been able to find out what the so-called "final mystery" is.

Lin Xun didn't care about this.

What he cares about is the answer that Xiazhi was looking for so hard!

Lin Xun's mind was clear, and he immersed his consciousness in the stars in the sky.

There are hundreds of complete cultivation systems, each of which is different, mysterious, and profound.

It was a practice system that was gradually formed by the cultivators of an era after countless years of scrutiny and improvement. Under this system, a variety of schools and inheritances were born.

As far as Lin Xun is concerned, he already had a similar experience of enlightenment in the Daqin Divine Realm, so it is not difficult to understand the cultivation system of other strange eras.

He didn't feel any obstacle, on the contrary, the more he comprehended, the more calm his head and mind became. It was as if a landscape painting with clouds, mountains and fog in his mind became clearer and clearer, many times he never even thought about it before. The blanks are filled continuously, and this landscape painting becomes more and more complete.

The cultivation systems are different, but they can be used by analogy to draw inferences from one case.

As the enlightenment progressed, Lin Xun couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

In the nearby area, many cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Xun did not commit murder, but was enlightening, which relieved them a lot.

It's just that, as time goes by, more and more cultivators gather near the fortune star dome...

The reason is that, with the spread of the news of Lin Xun's presence here, it has attracted the attention of the major Protoss in the whole city, and they can't figure out what he is here to do, so he sent forces to investigate.

As a result, the vicinity of the Fortune Star Dome today has become more lively than ever.

"That's Lin Xun? Is he the one who killed all the way from Nantianmen to Longyue Lake that day?"

It was the first time that some cultivators saw Lin Xun's true face, and they couldn't help but be curious and discuss.

"After offending so many great powers of the Protoss, he is still in the mood to meditate here?"

Many people were speechless, thinking that Lin Xun was too daring. To know the God of Fortune today, I don't know how many Protoss forces wanted to smash him to ashes.

But he is good, as if nothing is happening, and he still has the leisure to cultivate here!

Even many people secretly admired it.

I have seen boldness, never seen such a boldness!

"I just don't know if he can still meditate here so calmly when the gods and goddesses of the gods arrive."

Most of the cultivators in the city have heard that some of the gods have sent their gods and goddesses to come to kill Lin Xun.

The news also caused a sensation in the city.

It should be noted that the Protoss is the supreme ruler of the Era, with an ancient and terrifying background, and there are only a few people in the Protoss who can become the role of the Son of God and the Goddess.

They have a heritage far beyond the group, enough to amaze the talents of the ages, and they are like leaders on the road, and they continue to create their own legends.

There has always been an unwritten saying about the Ruins of Creation.

In the same realm, there are only two kinds of people.

One is to represent the heights that all beings in this world can reach, even geniuses, arrogances, prodigies, and talents all belong to this category.

One is the God Son and Goddess of the Protoss.

They are above the first,

The background and Taoism cannot be measured by common sense, and they are called evildoers and perverts.

They represent the heights that the Invincibles can reach!

Two kinds of people, two kinds of divisions, worlds apart!

In people's eyes, Lin Xun, who can alert the gods and goddesses of the major gods, undoubtedly belongs to the second type of people, and represents the heights that can be achieved by those who are invincible in the same realm.

"Isn't it forbidden to fight in the area near the fortune star dome?"

Someone wondered.

"Young man, you don't know this. This rule was formulated by the major Protoss in the city. Under the current situation, do you think they would care?"

An older man twitched his beard and opened his mouth.

"If Lin Xun stays here, doesn't it mean that it won't be long before the sky will become the place where the storm erupts?"

Some people who meditated under the sky of creation suddenly couldn't sit still, and their expressions changed.

In fact, at this moment, as more and more cultivators gather in the nearby area, those cultivators who comprehend under the stars have more or less affected their minds and can no longer concentrate on their cultivation.

Gradually, these cultivators all left the area where the Fortune Star Vault is located.

Before long, only Lin Xun was left alone.

He sat there cross-legged, his eyes closed, his breath restrained, like an old monk entering meditation, as if he didn't know what happened during this period of time.

That kind of concentration has made many cultivators feel like they are so unbelievable.

If it were them, I'm afraid they'd already be on pins and needles, panicking.

"It seems that he is immersed in his perception at the moment. Do you think that if you take this opportunity to give him a sneak attack, can you inflict heavy damage on him?"

In the crowd, a voice came out, revealing the taste of bewitching and instigating.

Many eyes flickered.

But in the end, no one dared to do it without authorization.

Lin Xun killed all the way from Nantianmen to Longyue Lake that day, and he had already established a strong and fierce power. Who would dare to eat the gall of a bear heart and a leopard, and his own life would be a joke?

"Since you have opened your mouth, you can try it. If you succeed, I will credit you for your success. If you fail, it will depend on whether your own life is tough enough."

Suddenly, a low and indifferent voice sounded, followed by a majestic figure appearing in people's field of vision.

This is a man wearing a pear-white robe, with an extremely majestic figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a brave man. His long dark green hair is tied behind his head, revealing a fair and handsome face.

What is particularly striking is that there is a trace of flame marks branded between his eyebrows.

"Meet the Son of God!"

As he appeared, there was an excited and respectful voice from the crowd.

Only then did people suddenly see that those who saluted the handsome men were the powerhouses of the Ying clan of the Protoss in the city.

"I see, he is the Son of God to win the tomahawk!"

Someone exclaimed.

The field was boiling with excitement, and all eyes were on the man in robes with a dignified and awe-inspiring manner, with curiosity and awe in his expression.

The son of God Ying Yue, a legend in the Ying clan of the Protoss, has a mysterious bloodline talent, and has been famous all over the world a long time ago.

It is rumored that he has only practiced for six hundred years, and he has already embarked on the road of immortality, which is amazing!

In the past, legendary figures like Ying Yue would never step into the City of Fortune.

But now, he has actually arrived in the field and appeared in people's field of vision. It feels like seeing a legend come to the world, making the cultivators in the field agitated.

Ying Yue ignored this, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at a gray-robed man beside him, who was the one who encouraged him just now.

"My lord, I... I am..."

The gray-robed man's face was pale and he spoke with a trembling voice, but before he could finish speaking, Ying Yue grabbed the front of his shirt and slammed it towards Lin Xun in the distance.

It was like throwing a war spear, and the momentum was heavy.

This scene shocked many people.

Swish!

Seeing Lin Xun, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing a green robe, it was the Qingmu Taoist body.

As soon as the Aoki Daoist body appeared, he grabbed the gray-robed man in his hand with a swipe, and then his wrists exerted force, and the gray-robed man was thrown back again.

boom!

With a flick of Ying Yue's finger, the figure of the gray-robed man exploded in the void, and the blood rained down, killing him completely, causing the discoloration of many people nearby.

This may be called calamity.

"It's already here, but only using one clone, your friends are too crazy, right?"

Ying Yue's eyes were indifferent and he spoke coldly.

The field was silent, the air became oppressive, and the nearby cultivators all subconsciously avoided far away, everyone knew that a fierce battle would be staged next!

"If you come to lead the death, just stand there and wait."

Lin Xun's Aoki Dao body is casual, and Lin Xun's deity remains motionless from beginning to end, like a clay statue, comprehending the Dao.

"Lead to death?"

A cold light flashed in Ying Yue's eyes.

In particular, at this time, Lin Xun's deity completely ignored him and never responded, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Since I'm here to lead the death, why do you keep me waiting? Is it because you're afraid, trying to delay time and thinking about ways to escape?"

Ying Yue opened his mouth coldly, and his whole body was filled with wisps of killing intent, and that power made many cultivators in the vicinity tremble.

"No, you misunderstood."

Lin Xunqing shook his head, "I told you to wait, I just wanted to wait for the number to be collected, and then send you on the road together, so as to save the trouble of killing one after another."

The audience was stunned and almost couldn't believe their ears.

Looking at Ying Yue again, I couldn't help laughing in anger at this moment: "What a madman! You are the first person to dare to be so arrogant in a certain practice so far!"

boom!

His robes fluttered, and a strange and mysterious purple avenue of divine flames permeated from his body, making his whole person's power become terrifying.

That is the power that belongs to the supreme emperor, that kind of power, and even more invincible demeanor!

Undoubtedly, this is a monster that cannot be measured by common sense, a peerless figure who represents the height of the invincible in the same realm.

However, just when Ying Yue was about to make a move, an ethereal and icy voice sounded in the field:

"Since he said that he would wait until enough people are gathered, why can't he wait? You Ying's are so anxious to take away the good fortune from this person?"

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