Chapter 634: The Rules of Jianzhong Mountain
There was silence between heaven and earth.
I don't know how many people stared at the round head on the ground, their eyes widened and they couldn't speak.
Gan Tao, the deputy head of the Rixie Sect.
A powerhouse at the peak level of the Eight Patterns.
Who would have thought that such a high-ranking immortal, who was supposed to be invincible under the Jiuwen Immortal, would fall on the spot like this. You Qi still died at the hands of a Four-pattern Immortal.
Such a result is full of huge shocks for anyone.
"Has he grown to this level?" Everyone looked at each other in shock. As early as one or two months ago, Lin Youye had been chased and killed by many immortals and fled desperately, even against Qiwen immortals.
Now even the Eight-patterned Immortal is no match for him!
Under the gaze of countless people, Lin Lang calmly held the long sword, blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword, he turned his back to everyone, and stretched out the Shangqing Sword to wipe the blood on Gan Tao's clothes.
"Are you still waiting to go to the underworld to accompany him?" Lin Lang's indifferent voice kept echoing.
All the strong men scattered in a rush, fleeing faster than rabbits.
Just kidding, even the human immortals at the peak of Bawen are not Lin Youye's opponent, and I am afraid that they are not enough to kill them together.
Why don't you stay here and wait to die?
Lin Lang turned his head quietly, glanced at Bei Tingyuan who was sitting on the ground, then glanced at the mahogany sword, and said calmly: "It is indeed a good sword, no wonder it provoked so many people to fight for it."
When his voice fell, he soared into the sky again, leading Jian Hongfei to the direction of Jianzhong Mountain. Lin Lang is not good at arranging formations, and studying formations will waste a lot of time, so he is not interested in arranging formations.
Besides, this was an opportunity that belonged to Bei Tingyuan, so he simply left without coveting Tao Li Jian.
On the contrary, Bei Tingyuan watched Lin Lang leave with a complicated mood. He originally thought that Lin Lang would snatch his sword, after all it was also a holy sword, it was impossible for Lin Youye not to see it.
But he just didn't.
And after Lin Lang's appearance, anyone in the world would think that the Taoli Sword fell into Lin Youye's hands, and would not suspect that he was carrying a treasure.
This is equivalent to transferring all the hatred to himself, reducing the danger of Beitingyuan to the greatest extent.
"This man has great courage." Bei Tingyuan sighed deeply, and said to himself, "No wonder he was able to improve his cultivation to such a level in a short period of time. Maybe it won't be too bad to follow him in the future."
for a long time.
Bei Tingyuan bowed deeply in the direction of Lin Lang's departure, and then left the Meteor Sword Abyss without looking back. Now that he had obtained a holy sword, he did not dare to ask for other opportunities.
The formation rules contained in Taoli Sword alone are enough for him to use for half his life, and it is not impossible to become a formation master in the future.
Of course, the premise is to save your life.
...
Not long.
Lin Lang landed around a tall mountain.
The mountain in front of me is tall and majestic, vigorous and upright, as high as a thousand feet, standing high among the clouds and mist. On the top of the mountain, and even on the mountain road, there are countless swords, each of which is rarely seen from the outside world.
The sword was inserted upside down in every corner of the mountain, with the tip of the sword facing outwards, only half of the body of the sword was exposed, and the hilt was submerged in the rocks. From a distance, the entire Jianzhong Mountain looks like a giant hedgehog.
Baizhang high in the sky.
A scarlet blood-like dagger floated in the air, about the length of an adult's arm. The exquisite sword body was bright red, and the curved hilt made it look like a delicate drop of blood.
This sword is called Dripping Blood.
It is the best among the twenty-seven holy swords in Meteor Sword Abyss. It is only under the legendary sword monarch, commanding thousands of swords and possessing vast power. It is said that the sword spirit bred in it is infinitely close to the earth immortal in its own strength.
Even if he is not as good as a real Earth Immortal, he is probably far superior to the ordinary Dao Realm powerhouse.
It was also because of this blood-dropping sword that Tianji Pavilion's first attack on Jianzhong Mountain ended in failure.
"This is Jianzhong Mountain."
Lin Lang took a deep breath.
There are many monks standing at the foot of Jianzhong Mountain, whispering to each other.
"Do you think the attack on Jianzhong Mountain will be successful this time? After all, the Tianji Pavilion has gathered a lot of us, and it has already failed once before."
"I really hope to break through Jianzhong Mountain, so that we don't have to work hard to climb the mountain, and we have to be weakened. We can only awaken the spirit sword with consciousness. If we can open Jianzhong Mountain, it will be beneficial to the monks in the entire Kunxu world It’s all a good thing.”
"How can it be so easy?"
A well-informed monk smiled wryly and shook his head.
"It is said that there is a great will under the abyss of Meteor Sword, which is the consciousness of the rumored king of swords. It can control thousands of swords, and even the blood-dropping sword, which claims to be able to kill gods and immortals, is under his command. It is said that the last time There is a giant of the Zhenwu Sect who angered the Lord of the Sword, and was almost wiped out here."
"You don't understand this. Tianji Pavilion has always planned before acting. They will not make a move without 100% certainty. They also figured out that the Lord of the Sword is now in a deep sleep, so they dare to act so blatantly..."
"The first attack on Jianzhong Mountain failed. Master Shan Ruo also realized that he was not prepared enough. I believe that he will be able to invite a large number of experts back in the near future. Attacking Jianzhong Mountain is no problem."
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Listening to these people's discussions, Lin Lang became more interested in Jianzhong Mountain. In one step, he directly crossed a distance of one hundred feet and stepped into the sky above Jianzhong Mountain.
His actions frightened many spectators around him. No one thought that the guy next to him would actually set foot on Jianzhong Mountain just like that.
"He still dares to fly near Jianzhong Mountain, this guy is going to be in bad luck." Everyone showed pity on their faces one after another.
Jianzhongshan was once shrouded in a layer of treacherous power, which could suppress all cultivation bases, and even the physical body would be infinitely weakened, knocking down monks into mere mortals.
You must know that everyone climbs Jianzhong Mountain on foot, and dare not cast any body and flying spells.
It is not uncommon for Lin Lang to break into Jianzhong Mountain recklessly, but he was imprisoned in the air and fell down, and most of them were stabbed to death by chaotic swords.
"wrong."
Lin Lang also noticed the abnormality in time. The moment he stepped into the sky above Jianzhong Mountain, the spiritual power in his body suddenly stopped flowing. Without spiritual power, the flying spell stopped abruptly.
Lin Lang's body froze in mid-air for a moment, and then couldn't hold on any longer, and fell directly from a high altitude.
"No, the strength of my physical body has not been restricted, and so is Taoism." During the fall, Lin Lang kept thinking, and under internal inspection, he immediately noticed the situation in his body.
No rule can suppress the body of heaven.
And the rules here can only interfere with the way of gravity, so they can't limit the use of the way of gravity.
Lin Lang used the gravity method to form a double-gravity space under his feet, stepped on the tip of a spirit sword with one foot, and landed steadily.
"Isn't he imprisoned?!"
There were exclamations from the foot of the mountain.
Shocked by Lin Lang's actions.
It's fine that he wasn't stabbed to death by the chaotic blade, and he can still land on the spirit sword safely. This kind of precise control, I'm afraid even a human immortal who is in the realm of Taoism can't achieve this level.