The philosophical tribe, such as Taoism, are applied to the races that reach such a peak, and they have this terrible blood. In Lin Xin's eyes at this time, it was exactly a treasure trove of humanoid figures.

He just killed two Phantoms, and felt his faintness and breakthrough.

These masters of the Phantom Clan have lived for at least a thousand years at least one by one. The memory fragments are complex, and they have a lot of insights on various kinds of ideas. For Lin Xin now, it is undoubtedly an absolute treasure.

So as soon as he arrived on the ship, he immediately ordered the siege of joy.

Joy God was obviously injured in the confrontation with the existence in the evil temple.

Take advantage of this opportunity to use his subordinates to test out how much it hurt.

Anyway, these subordinates can be controlled at any time, and there is nothing to worry about when they are consumed.

"the host."

The Inmanto, Kekesai, and White Snakes also slowly landed on the deck at this time, each surrounded by a circle of bugs.

"How is the result?"

Lin Xin asked casually.

The previous plan could not keep up with the changes. Lin Xin shot himself first, and the other three sought opportunities to sneak into the evil temple from other places and try to steal the evil soldier.

But looking at the three people at this time, there may be some changes.

"Back to the master, the evil soldiers were planted on an altar under the evil temple without any guards around them.

but...."

Isn't white snake.

"Say."

Lin Xin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly scared him.

"But I ca n’t even get close to the evil soldiers. According to the master ’s territory, this soldier is definitely a sixth-grade class, so I wo n’t say it with my own soul zone of Yuanjing, and self-awareness ..."

The white snake finished his speech, which was also a sign of decadence.

"The White Snake said it well, we just approached, and we felt that our blood was out of control, as if we could be pulled away at any time, and we didn't dare to take a step closer." The gold beetle Kexai answered helplessly.

Inmanto just nodded and didn't speak. But her breath was obviously weak. Obviously because of this accident.

"Evil God Soldier ..." Lin Xin's eyes lowered and he licked his lips. "I need to retreat and talk tomorrow."

He didn't care about the three of them, and strode straight into the cabin. Quickly disappeared in the dark hatch.

Except for the three-headed monster that drove Inmanto, the other two were frightened. But it is uncertain whether Lin Xin is angry or calm.

What they worry about is if they can't show their usefulness. I am afraid that the owner may find another monster to replace his position in a few minutes.

And the consequences of being replaced, just look at the bee swarms that were driven out for cannon fodder.

Inmanto was calm. After scanning the painful spawning beewoman on the deck, there are still a lot of blood-sucking mosquitoes constantly injecting the nutrients needed for spawning.

She followed her into the cabin silently.

The other two looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a while.

Back to the exclusive room. Lin Xin closed the door tightly and threw out the three strongest protective arrays. Suddenly, a complex pattern of three colors of red, blue, and yellow appeared on the wall of the entire room, and then quickly disappeared.

Falling directly on the bed, Lin Xin closed his eyes. The memory fragments of the Phantom Strong are stored in the chest lord's mark.

Fragments of the memory of the two Phantoms slowly replayed in his eyes like a movie.

Time passed slowly. He also calmed down slightly, distorted from the previous violent aggression, showing an unusually peaceful solemnity.

Alas.

Suddenly the door was knocked slowly.

"Who."

Lin Xin opened one eye and glanced coldly at the door of the eye.

"Yes ... it's me, Brother Lin." Zhao Ke's voice came from the door a little bit loudly.

"Problems?"

Lin Xin's tone eased.

"Uh ... this is so, Brother Lin, we would like to ask, when can we relax on the deck and when can we go to Nanfu?"

He paused. "Captain Zhou can't stand anymore if they have been in the cabin."

Lin Xin sat up, his blood-red long hair hanging down like tassels, scattered on the bed, as if the best silk, silky and silky.

"Soon, rest assured, I have already arranged, as long as half a month later, you should be able to arrive in Nanfu ... soon, soon."

Lin Xin's tone became milder, with reassuring calm.

"As for the deck, recently we are in the most dangerous area of ​​the outer area. Have you seen the swarm out of the window? These worms are only the weakest one here. I also let Inmanto stop you for your safety. Upper deck. "Lin Xin paused with a smile on his lips.

"So, please tell everyone, don't be afraid, don't panic, be patient, and you will soon be out of the realm."

"That's it ..." Zhao Ke hesitated before expressing a sorrowful tone. "Well then, let me comfort everyone. Then Brother Lin, bother, you should rest early."

"Well, go, go back and take a good rest."

Lin Xin mildly replied.

"OK."

Zhao Ke responded, and the footsteps slowly left.

Lin Xin bowed his head and looked out the window.

Huh!

He grabbed the bedding on the bed suddenly, and an indescribable familiar pain rushed again.

"On ... beginning ......"

Lin Xin's face was distorted, and he began to mobilize the memory fragments in the lord's mark. He was in severe pain. His thinking was more than twice as fast as before. Some of the key points that I couldn't figure out before were just a moment. .

Holding out his hand, he began to mutilate again. The palm cuts his belly like scissors, tearing along the wound continuously, as if pulling two unsewn rags. The fist clenched the flesh and squeezed the blood and water out like a rag, but the blood automatically flowed back to the wound like a living thing.

On the other hand, soon, a large number of understandings of Taoism in the memory fragments of the Phantom Tribe are quickly absorbed by his sponge just like a stream of water.

The first severe pain slowly receded.

Lin Xin stopped thinking at a high speed, and then he was shocked to find that he actually sorted out more than ten brand-new ideas from memory fragments. And they all comprehend.

At midnight, during the second severe pain.

Because of the type of sentiment he felt more and more, the similar parts of the same type became faster and faster. By the time the pain ceased, Lin Xin had fully understood more than thirty.

And there are even hundreds of types of Taoism in memory fragments! It was all he had never seen before.

From memory fragments. Lin Xin realized. The Huanguang clan is a mysterious clan mainly based on the realm of perception. They all rely on the mighty Taoism and the soul realm to fight. Compared to other ethnic groups, this is exactly the ideal material warehouse for him.

By the time the third pain was over, Lin Xin sorted out more ideological types.

Add up back and forth, one night. He then increased his horror of perception and the auxiliary perception of memory fragments. Thoroughly understood the hundreds of new ideas of the Phantom.

Coupled with his previous feelings, there are more than 400 different ideas accumulated.

He could faintly feel that his Yuan Dou Gong seemed to be loosening more and more, and the magic magic inside his body was condensing more and more. Increasingly denser, each of these magic tan represents a spiritual essence he has realized.

The more he realized. A large number of magic dandelions were gradually divided into the five types of magic dandelions of gold, wood, fire, and soil in his body. Among them, the five types of magic dandelions had a faint relationship with each other.

Complexity forms a chaotic color space.

"Sure enough, coming to Outland is the key to my real breakthrough."

The third pain stopped. Lin Xin opened his tired eyes, but his eyes were inexplicable and ruthless.

Youfu wants him to die. He must live! And live better than anyone else, better than anyone else!

He didn't believe that he had such powerful cards as attribute powers. Afraid of breaking the shackles of the will of Youfu?

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"roll!!"

On the gray plain, a large blue light spot suddenly exploded.

The black swarm of insects was short of a big mouth, and all the original bugs in all the mouths became a large number of light spots scattered and disappeared.

The color of the blue light group on the head of Happy God is constantly changing the depth, which shows that the emotion is abnormal.

"Boring trick." He seemed to have turned his head and looked around.

"Call of evil thoughts." One hand stretched, pinched, and let go.

At the foot of the **** of joy, a large number of white human masks flew out of the robe, all of which were distorted and anomalous, and flew towards the surrounding insects, catching each other and killing each other.

There were countless worms lying on the ground at this time. I don't know how much he killed.

It seems to be seeing that the human sea tactics are ineffective, as if all the bugs were instructed, they spread out quickly, flew towards the night sky in the distance, and soon disappeared.

The God of Joy did not chase, but just caused the mask to stop, watching the direction of the swarm disappearing.

"Human monk ... I will pick you up sooner or later ..."

On the other side, in a secret corner near the ruins.

Some people in black robes with white masks stepped out from the dark and looked around.

They are slaves of the Kazakh people living here. As the strongest ethnic group nearby, each of the Kazakh slaves has a tyrannical genius. From birth, they have a powerful defense shell. They can also link with each other directly. Make a call. There is also a natural earthencraft, which also leads them to live more underground.

As soon as these people got out, they were swarmed by large swarms of purple bee swarms, and some of them repaired barely avoided the ground.

But more people didn't have time to escape, they were directly surrounded by bee colonies and other bugs, and they were eaten into several clothes with one breath.

No corpse bones remained.

At the same time, most of the slave Kazakh people who had perfected their activities were killed by swarms and blood-sucking mosquitoes.

In only half an hour, a large number of slaves of the Kazakh people were enslaved and massacred to the thousands.

In the evil temple, a large number of masters were quickly adjusted to scatter ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and constantly attacked the swarms of insects.

But the speed of killing insects is obviously not as fast as that of the people. All slaves of the Kazakh people simply stopped appearing, but their authority retreated to the underground cities.

Each of these large swarms of insects has at least a second-grade speed and explosive power, and even there is a third-grade body-protecting demon.

It is not that the slaves of the Kazakh people have not seen this level of bugs, but that there are too many bugs at this level.

Even if it is the fastest female spawning bee colony in the vicinity, the number is just that.

But the strength of these bee colonies is far more than the female bee.

The swarm of bees and swarms kept killing, Lin Xinduan sat in the central empty ship, and a large amount of blood and memory fragments continued to gather on him through feedback and the lord's mark.

Fragments of thousands of people's memories were squeezed in at once, even if he was suffering. (To be continued.) Enable new URL