Chapter 509 Sword of All Things

"System, add something to me."

Under a order, countless skill points poured into "Sword Sword".

Swordsmanship integrates its own keptopic will into the avenue of heaven and earth, and echoes the heavens and earth in his hands.

It sounds like there is no sword in the hands fabricated with previous life novels. There is a sword in my heart, and everything can be a sword.

As one of the eight major martial arts of the Sword of Sword, the real terror of this sword is based on the heavens and the earth as the sword, the offensive is huge, and the horror is killed.

Rao is based on the six days of Zhong Lin's death. In the face of the huge memory that rushed into his mind, there is also a feeling that he is about to explode.

This time I comprehensively passed for a month.

Zhong Lin opened his eyes, and a sword light flashed in his eyes, and the sword meaning in the spiritual field condensed more purely.

"What a powerful sword tactic, if it can be made to make it successfully, it can be cultivated as a strong enough to make everything between heaven and earth become a sword, omnipotent, and domineering." Zhong Lin's face was shocked. Essence

Slowly stood up and stepped out of the palace, closed his eyes slightly, shrouded the entire Dongfeng with the spiritual field, feeling everything between heaven and earth.

Suddenly Zhong Lin opened his eyes suddenly, slowly raised his right hand, his index finger fingers.

Yin and yang guardians, sun and moon are behind him, Shen Guangpu shines the entire mountain peak. At this moment, he is so powerful.

"Everything in the world is my sword."

Zhong Lin's voice sounded.

Suddenly, the whole Dongfeng tremor!

The Yunhai above the sky turned into a white giant sword, and the rocks on the east peak condensed a stone sword with sharp air ...

High mountain sword!

Baiyunhua sword!

Trees!

Flower Caohua sword!

Dust!

Falling leaves!

On the entire Dongfeng, all non -spiritual things are turned into swords. These ghost -like scenes deteriorate the world. The horrible swords make many disciples in the entire heavenly sword sanctuary tremble.

In the meteorite peaks, Feng Sihan slowly opened his eyes and felt the sword of the sky in the holy place, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"So smart kid."

The two streams in Jiange came to the void, watching the Dongfeng that has turned into a giant sword.

"This is ... Hejian?"

Even Tu Yan, who had already broke through the King's realm, was shocked by a scene in front of him at this moment, especially when he saw the younger brother who referred to as Tian Ao Li.

He knew that Heng Sword was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

Knowing that the younger brother Zhong Linwu was extraordinary, but he didn't expect so outrageous.

How long did he take for practicing the "Sutra of the Prison" that year, three hundred years? Five hundred years?

In this way, I always feel stupid as pigs.

"Hahaha, okay, it is worthy of Kendo Genius, but in just one month, he practiced the swordsmanship, and it was even more cultivated to the realm of Wan Shengjian, okay, okay!"

Xi Xuan stroked his palm and laughed, his face was excited.

After Xu Yan, Zhong Lin slowly lowered his right hand. Everything dissipated. The peaks were still mountain peaks, and the trees were still trees, as if they were just illusions.

He took out a pair of elixir from the storage bracelet and swallowed it into the abdomen, and it took a long time to barely recover the drying spirit.

"No, the cultivation is still too weak, so that it is just that the scope of a mountain almost squeezed me. Once the swordsmanship in the memory can be used, you can turn the sword of a world. Bar!"

Zhong Lin shook his head, his face was a little white.

"The exhibition of any sword tactics must have enough spirit Yuan as a support, but it is the empty tower, the water moon mirror flower."

"Heng Sword Art is indeed very strong, especially the full -level Shengsheng sword. From a thought, all things are turned into swords, domineering, but unfortunately the consumption is too great."

"But it is indeed the strongest attack method at present, it can be used as a killer."

After a few days, Zhong Lin finally recovered completely, and his heart moved.

"Look at it, it's Brother Zhong."

"What is your brother? You can call by your brother, called the Son."

Everyone said to Zhonglin: "I waited to meet the Son."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Gift -free, I wonder what happened to your younger brothers?" Zhong Lin said.

The inner disciple in front of the front, he stepped forward: "See the sixth sage, the sixth saints specially given a treasure, ten thousand years of spiritual medicine, and hundreds of Xuanbing Qingxin Dan. "" "

"See the Sixth Son, the Third Son sends a treasure, hundreds of spirit poultry, and congratulate the sixth Son to return."

"See the Sixth Son, the Fourth Son sends three secret laws, and hundreds of thousands of spiritual medicines, congratulate the Sixth Son to return."

"See the Sixth Son ..."

"See the Sixth Son ..."

"See the Sixth Son ..."

After sending these people away, looking at a bunch of gifts, Zhong Lin's face was full of joy, and at the same time, he also felt more and more emotional. From second to fifth, each person was one treasure. There are various types of elixir, secret method, spiritual, and spiritual stone.

As for the gifts from other true biography disciples or inner disciples, they are different, but the accumulation is less, and the poor Zhonglin of the poor and two whites will become rich instantly.

Let the servants classify these gifts one by one, and the poultry poultry beasts are stored in the mountains. The elixir is also attributed to the pill field. The others are income to the warehouse, and the other records can be recorded at the same time so that they can pay back in the future.

Three months have passed.

The scenery of East Peak has changed greatly. Standing in the void and looking down, you will find a mountain thousands of feet high, with green pines and cypresses everywhere, waterfalls and springs, and palaces standing between the mountainside and the top. On the top of the extremely high mountain, there is a rippling Tianchi, and next to the Tianchi stands a more gorgeous palace.

White cranes, big peng, golden eagles, white deer, white tigers, jade rabbits, peacocks, these spiritual birds and beasts walk around in the mountains.

Countless Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng medicinal fields are lined up in the mountains, producing tens of thousands of spiritual medicines.

At this moment, East Peak has a bit of the momentum that the Holy Son Peak should have.

Zhong Lin has not been idle for the past three months. Basically, someone comes to visit every day.

The two senior sisters Yingju and Yinghe of Juying Peak, the senior brothers Nansheng of Tianjian Wuzi, and the true disciples of Yu Hong of Tianhai Peak...

Many people who have intersections with Zhong Lin will come to visit.

There were also some outer and inner disciples who came to join the army, and Zhong Lin chose to take some of them into the East Peak to handle some chores for himself.

In the hall, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged, with a dense vitality all over his body. With every breath, a large amount of vitality would shuttle between his mouth and nose, as if he were an ancient god.

At this time, Zhong Lin's body was constantly changing between life and death, and the vigorous vitality and strong death were hovering in the golden elixir, like a perfect Tai Chi pattern.

Under the flow of vitality, Zhong Lin's body became stronger, and there was a faint surging sound of blood circulation, which penetrated his body. His body became more condensed, and his qi, blood, skin, tendons, bones, and flesh membranes were extremely strong. Even his internal organs were greatly strengthened. With every breath, he could shake the wind, just like an ancient beast.