Chapter 472 Qilin

The road to practicing Taoism is endless. It seems that you will never know where the end is.

In the past, Lin Tian was once confused and didn't know what the purpose of his cultivation was. Perhaps at the beginning, the reason why he embarked on the path of cultivation was because he was unwilling to be bound by fate. He did not believe that he could only be a mortal in his life, so he broke his destiny.

Now, as he goes further and further on the road of cultivation, Lin Tian’s vision is becoming wider and broader. At least now he knows that there must be a powerful existence above the Supreme Lord of the Realm.

In the cultivation world, in addition to the ancient land in the Arctic Demon Sea, there are many other ancient forbidden areas. Not long ago, a holy treasure was born in the forbidden area of ​​the ancient battlefield, which attracted the attention of countless monks. At the same time, an ancient land was also discovered in the forbidden area of ​​the ancient battlefield, which shocked the world.

Almost everyone in the cultivation world is paying attention and everyone is talking about it. Lin Tian also came to the northern border at this time. A Shayue City thousands of miles away from the forbidden area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

Since the ancient clan disappeared in the cultivation world, the northern border has become a place of chaos. Many forces and sects have supported many forces in the northern border.

Perhaps it was probably because the rumors that Lin Tian defeated the Qinglong Saint Son in Middle Earth not long ago were already rumored in the cultivation world. The genius pride with high qualifications and talents were dissatisfied and blocked Lin Tian in Shayue City.

"Some little monks in the Hunyuan realm dare to be rude to my elder brother." The evil-looking God Slaying looked at the people in front of him coldly, revealing a hint of murderous intention.

"Who are you? Didn't you know that we are from Zilong Mountain?" These young men scolded coldly.

But before these people could finish their words, the God of Killing suddenly waved his hand. A magic power swept out and instantly shook the people away. Then the God of Killing transformed into a big hand with his magic power and clenched his mouth at the several people one after another.

"ah.……"

These disciples of Zilong Mountain screamed repeatedly. They wanted to resist but found that their cultivation was suppressed. They could only watch the golden slap slapped in their faces. They could only scream.

"You dare to treat us like this. Do you know who we are?"

"So what can you do? What kind of cats and dogs are you? No need for my elder brother to take action. I can crush you with just one finger." The God of Killing sneered. During this period, he was in seclusion in the original world. His cultivation level also broke through to the peak of Hunyuan. With his powerful talent of the God of Killing Beast, he was enough to compete with an ordinary great master.

Seeing these people still unruly, he was ruthless. He broke several bones with every slap, which made many people feel creepy.

The incident happened in Shayue City. There were naturally many passers-by watching around the surroundings. When they saw this scene in front of them, everyone changed their color. The people who were beaten were disciples of Zilong Mountain. Zilong Mountain was a force supported by the Tu tribe in the north. Behind it is the Middle-Turkish tribe as the backstage. They have always been domineering.

What is surprising is that a young man in black and with an evil face appeared beside Lin Tian. At this time, the young man was beating the descendant disciple of Zilong Mountain. In addition, there was another old man with white hair and white hair but a childish face. His cultivation seemed unfathomable.

Lin Tian's strength is already invincible in his generation. The people around him are so powerful. It's really speechless.

"Ah..." These people in Zilong Mountain are used to being domineering on weekdays. When have they ever suffered such a big loss?

"Brother Lin. Is it too much for you to do this?" At this moment, a cold and ruthless voice came. The crowd made way for a passage. A young man in a golden gown, like the emperor, walked slowly over.

"Qilin Holy Son..." Someone in the crowd recognized this person's identity and exclaimed immediately.

At the same time, someone saw a young man in purple clothes looking here with a smile on his lips. Someone also recognized his identity. He was the contemporary successor of the Lin clan, the Thunder Dragon Saint Son.

The Thunder Dragon Saint Son is named Lin Long. It is rumored that he has a great opportunity and has obtained the bloodline inheritance of the ancient Nine-Clawed Thunder Dragon King. Although he is not as good as the five saints, his strength is unfathomable.

"What? You want to come forward." The God Killing glanced at the Holy Son of Qilin with contempt and said provocatively.

The Qilin Saint Son's face turned ashen. He ignored the clamoring God Killing. His eyes turned to Lin Tian and said coldly: "The Qinglong is almost ruined by you. Sooner or later, you and I will have a battle."

"Do you want to start now?" Lin Tian looked at him calmly.

"Not now..." The Qilin Saint Son had a cold eyes and did not respond. Because Lin Tian defeated the Qinglong Saint Son. No one knew whether he still retained his strong strength. Before he could find out the details, he didn't want to be the second Qinglong.

"But Zilong Mountain is a force supported by our Tu tribe. If you move a few of them, it is equivalent to going against me." The Holy Son of Qilin suddenly smiled coldly and raised his hand to shoot a golden light towards Lin Tian.

"Bang."

Before the golden light came, it was silently destroyed and dissipated by the protective energy rising from Lin Tian's body.

"brush."

A golden sword flew out from the eyebrows of the Qilin Holy Son. The sword filled with endless murderous intent, which made people tremble and frightened. It was like falling into an ice cave.

In response, Lin Tian flew out of his body, and the sword was broken with one blow. The Qilin Saint Son on the opposite side changed color slightly. He snorted coldly and raised his hand to punch. Suddenly, his magic power was stimulating, like a surging golden wave, containing gravity as heavy as a mountain.

"boom."

Lin Tian slowly raised his hand to greet him. The clouds and breeze easily resolved the golden waves. The raging energy waves swept through all directions, causing many monks nearby to turn backwards one after another. Dozens of houses collapsed instantly and turned into powder.

The Holy Son of Qilin snorted coldly and turned around and left. The disciples of Zilong Mountain did not dare to say much when they saw this. They hurriedly followed him and left.

"He is testing you..." God Slayer whispered from the side.

Lin Tian nodded. The Qilin Holy Son left after three strikes. It was obviously a temptation. From this point of view, he was much smarter than the Qinglong Holy Son. He could not figure out Lin Tian's true strength. He did not dare to take risks with himself. He was afraid of following in the footsteps of the Qinglong Holy Son.

On this day, the news spread quickly. After Lin Tian's life-and-death battle with the Qinglong Saint Son, he fought with the Qilin Saint Son in Shayue City for a brief time. He did not fight a lot. He eventually left.

Many people immediately started to discuss after getting the news. Many people wanted to know what level Lin Tian's strength could reach. Judging from the battle with the Qinglong Saint Son, he seemed to be at ease and did not show all his strength. As for some rumors that Lin Tian's strength is enough to compete with the saint, many people would not believe it at all.

"Lord, the situation is not good for you now..." Luo Tian said with some concern. Judging from the current situation, Lin Tian is already at the forefront of the storm. As the saying goes, wood is fascinated by the forest. The wind will destroy it. Almost all those who are ambitious to seize the throne of the world will regard him as a great enemy.

"No need to worry. I have to worry about it." Lin Tian didn't care. His way of the bridge has been cultivated to the realm of Tongtian. Hundreds of years ago, he had discussed Taoism with Hongjun Taoist. He learned that the realm of the starry sky above Tongtian was. He vaguely felt that it seemed that he would soon have the opportunity to advance to the bridge and reach an unprecedented realm of the starry sky.

Taoist Hongjun once said that even the supreme king of the realm has never reached the realm of a starry sky bridge. No one can guess what kind of magical powers the starry sky bridge will have. Lin Tian believes that as long as he can cultivate a starry sky bridge, he can definitely be unparalleled in terms of degree. Everyone in the world can be gone. He is not afraid of being chased by the strong.

The successors trained by major clans and sects from all sides were very patient. After the defeat of the Qinglong Saint Son at Lin Tian, ​​no one challenged him. However, occasionally some young masters would attack him, intending to test his strength, but nothing was found.

But soon news came. Xiao Tianmo, the contemporary descendant of the Tongtian Demon Palace in the Arctic Demon Sea, took the Tongtian Double Demon Swords all the way south and prepared to kill Lin Tian to restore the hatred of the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace in the past. This operation is said to have several older and powerful men from the Demon Palace followed.

Everyone knows that behind Tongtian Demon Palace is the shadow of the overseas Jie Sect. The leader of Tongtian Sect has suddenly realized the three lives and has cultivated the half-step realm master's way. It is enough to compete with the Lord of Reincarnation. Therefore, they dare to take action like this.

"Tongtian is the leader of the sect now. He is no longer the great master of the past..." Looking at the east with a distant look, Lin Tian knew that after the Tongtian leader realized the three lives, he was equivalent to a different person. He changed from the original great master of the Tongtian to the leader of the Jie Sect in ancient times.

The cultivation of the Half-step Realm Lord must have the intention to seek the throne. All the past have become the past. The Tongtian who visualized the long river of destiny helped him practice was no longer there. For hundreds of years, things have changed...

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