Every time after walking for a while, and then awake, he now seems to have changed a cave to realize. 『Top Novel』 『⒉②

And the time spent before was extremely short, several times faster than when he was awake.

The content of comprehension is also clearly remembered in my heart, and nothing is omitted.

Since there was no harm, Lin Xin didn't bother to let it go.

One door sword tactic, one door kendo, he looks like a huge and incomparable book of kendo.

Time flies, and a year passed.

Time is finally coming.

The sword master's sword marks changed from batch to batch, the old sword master disappeared with the sword marks, and the new sword master appeared again.

They are once the hegemons, historical records.

At this time, it was in front of Lin Xin that he passed all of what he had learned to him.

Finally, time moves.

Lin Xin slowly came out of a cave.

The eyes were so deep, as if the red starlight was dying.

Bang! !! !!

The entire sword hall suddenly broke.

Like white sand sculptures, the white buildings on both sides collapsed and turned into countless white sands.

Lin Xin sighed, knowing that Jiantang had completely collapsed. He only learned ninety-nine different sword tactics. The harder he got to the back, the more he felt physically struggling, and there was a lot of conflicting information in his mind.

By the time of the ninety-ninth sword tactic, he even felt that if he continued to inherit it, he was afraid that even his own kendo realm could be shaken by shock.

"Jiantang, it's a real trip!"

He stood in the center, with countless white streamers spinning and bursting around, everything turned cloudy, and he could see nothing, nothing.

Time seemed to stop and it seemed like a long time passed.

Suddenly, a flower bloomed in front of him, and then he realized that he didn't know when he would return to the former master of the Bihu Mountain.

Huanyu Tianzun, who looks like a virgin, waited in front, and her eyes projected, as if looking at identification.

"It looks like you have learned a lot," Huanyu Tianzun said.

"indeed."

Lin Xin nodded.

"Have you found a solution to the sequelae?"

"It's already a brow." Lin Xin smiled. Although he was very stiff and had no emotion, he was obviously in a good mood.

The shortcomings of the September Sacred Wind Sword is that when the last sword is practiced, after the last emotion is stripped, the sword owner will fall into all the empty pessimistic consciousness that everything is meaningless. Long, nine out of ten will choose to commit suicide.

However, the original Lord of the Wind Sword gave him a final solution.

"That would be great." Huanyu Tianzun was also relieved, and the situation in Bihu Mountain is very bad now.

Nine-colored God owns his soldiers and respects himself. He doesn't listen to the transfer. The Lord of the Sun is still supportive because of the relationship between the dragon and the snake.

"As one of the highest combat powers of the Zongzong now, would the gods be willing to participate in the six centralized meetings?" Tianyuzun's tone was as soft as possible.

"Since it's a Zongmen meeting, you have to attend it."

After getting the benefits, Lin Xin naturally wanted to reciprocate.

After a few hours, the winter of the golden crown of Bihu Mountain, Dou Yuan Jing Ting.

As a war chamber that specializes in researching battle situations and discussing countermeasures, Dou Yuan Jing Ting has a strong defensive force similar to that of the Tianmeng headquarters, and is itself in a maze of time and space distortion.

Compared to the original labyrinth of the forest, this labyrinth is stronger than I know.

There are countless space-time wormholes inside, and if accidentally made a mistake, they will be teleported to an extremely remote and unknown place.

It may be an abyss, it may be heaven, or it may be some extremely dangerous Jedi.

And these transfers are all one-way.

The structure of Dou Yuan Jing Ting is different from that of a general conference hall.

In its entire rectangular shape, there are countless golden spar dense on both sides, and each spar is hollow inside, which is the seat of every celestial person participating in the meeting.

The spar itself has the effect of isolating the Yuanling Holy Light, which can effectively prevent too many Yuanling Holy Light from mixing together, which will naturally cause trouble and change.

Through the golden spar, the Celestial Masters can also easily communicate with the mind, and in the center of the hall, stimulate a special array, and evolve various scenes that they want to express.

The evolved scene can be brought to life and compared to real, it is the best sandbox for war deduction.

The meeting started gradually.

On the walls of the hall on both sides, the inlaid golden spar lighted up one after another.

All spar are the same size, but the halo brightness is different.

The first three in the hall are extremely bright, almost comparable to the little sun.

Within one of the three spar.

Lin Xinduan sat on the crystal seat, with a creamy halo all over his body, which made people unable to look directly.

He glanced through the spar, and at a glance, he saw all the incarnations of the Bihu Mountain in the remaining spar.

Master Dragon and Snake, Jiuquxianweng was his first concern. After saluting slightly to the two elders, he scanned the other directions again.

There are many Tianzuns you don't know, but so do you.

The monstrous battle of exterminations has reduced countless times, and the body is a giant with three heads, six arms and three eyes.

There is also a middle-aged man who once led the team to kill the masters of Shadow City. God is slightly respected and is talking to the female disciples behind him in a low voice.

There is also Jiuyou Tianzun, who was once impersonated by Soul Sect. This is a dry old man. He doesn't have a lot of flesh on his body, but he holds a plump and beautiful woman in his arms and is raising and lowering his hands.

The rest of Tianzun have different images, most of them are human races, and a few are alien races, but they are all breathless and most of them are top stars.

It can be seen that the strength of Bihushan Tianzun is indeed higher than other schools.

Everyone also saw Lin Xin in the spar.

"The Sun King is also here, it seems to be breaking through the realm of heaven."

"One door for two days, really gratifying and congratulations, eternal luck!"

"The good apprentice taught by Dragon Snake really makes everyone envy."

Congratulations from everyone.

At this time, the dragon snake couldn't help but show his face. There was no way. Whoever taught such an excellent top disciple would not be able to help it.

Lin Xin also politely responded to you.

But not all deities have a good opinion of the two masters and apprentices.

A few people said nothing, and the divine thought communicated with the existence of another dazzling spar.

Huanyu Tianzun sat in the spar and sighed. In addition to him and Lin Xin, among the brightest spar, sitting in the end was the nine-color god.

As for Wei Ning, Yuan Yi, although also a great saint, is not qualified to enter here.

He looked at Nine Colors and saw that he was sitting cross-legged with a smile on his face, with a peaceful face, his chest open, and his chest exposed.

There was a crack in the middle of the chest, showing pure white fluorescence.

There was a strong sense of Buddhism in the body.

"Okay." Huanyu Tianzun clapped his hands, and a clear applause spread throughout the hall.

"I invite you here this time for the imminent calamity."

Your deities gradually quieted down.

All the crystals are bright, and there are twenty in total. This still includes newly promoted Lin Xin.

Lin Xin glanced at him, and his heart became clear immediately. Another celestial being died and the stars burst.

"The calamity is coming? Isn't it a calamity now !?"

A Huang Tianzun's thoughts shook.

This is the key that everyone wants to know. Even Tianzun has fallen by two. Isn't it a big disaster now? ?

To what extent does that count?

"Of course not." Huanyu Tianzun said lightly.

"The catastrophe may explode at any time now, maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or next year ... no one can tell."

"I would like to ask the Emperor of the Universe, since the Nether Demon is not a catastrophe, and the Lord of the Demon Army is not a catastrophe, what is the catastrophe?"

Asked an old woman with a cane.

Mentioned this question, everyone was silent, waiting for Huanyu to answer.

Even Lin Xin is no exception.

The strength of the Tian Yao army is actually not a calamity, so how strong will the real calamity be?

With a little speculation in his heart, he felt a little frightened.

"The real catastrophe is the collapse of the working lotus."

Huanyu Tianzun was silent, slowly astringent.

"The running lotus? Collapse !?"

Suddenly the whole hall fell into a storm of mixed thoughts.

What is the working lotus?

It is the rule governing countless cosmic worlds ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the entire universe of void operation.

It can do everything and everything.

If it is said that the large universe that contains countless universes is an extremely complicated machine, then the lotus of operation is the principle of the operation of the machine. It stipulates that only by how the machine works can it produce a fixed effect.

This is the lotus of movement.

Once it goes wrong, the machine outage is still small, fearing that the entire universe will collapse.

When everything goes without rules.

Matter will become chaos, and energy will turn into storm turbulence. Even life will completely lose its structural support.

By then, will even the soul be the soul?

After being excited for a while, they all became silent.

"So this time I invite you to build a huge sanctuary to resist the calamity. On the basis of the large array laid out by the ancestors of Bihu Mountain, the layout can be strengthened to ensure the maximum survival under the calamity. This It's the only way we can think of. "

Huanyu Tianzun said calmly, but there was still a hint of helplessness deep in his tone.

"Who will resist the Nether Demon, after we leave?"

God slightly honored his voice.

"This, for the sake of the overall situation, you can only ask the nine-color gods to do it ..."

"I reject."

A sudden thought from the God of Nine Colors interrupted the discourse of Universal.

Suddenly the hall calmed down, and everyone smelled something wrong.

Huanyu Tianzun looked a bit ugly, and stared at the spar where the nine-colored **** was.

"What's the meaning of Nine-Colored God? Now is the time when my Bihu Mountain is alive or dead, you are isolated by the abyss of the abyss, suppressing the attack of the Nether Demon Army easily." (To be continued.)