Chapter 1494 Take a Few Bites when You Have Nothing to Do

After being promoted to Dao of the Sword, Lin Huang spent four days and learned another 120,000 super god-level sword skills. Then it took another day to integrate all the inheritance of all the sword skills under the super god level that he had obtained.

Only then did he begin to turn his attention to a holy sword skill in Haotian's heritage memory...

Twenty-two days later, the time hut turned into a little starlight and dispersed, but Lin Huang still sat in the same place, continuing to deduce the holy sword skill in his mind...

For the next twenty or so days, he just sat cross-legged on the floor of Haotian Hall, motionless, as if he had transformed into a stone sculpture.

He also did not use the Time Cabin card, but continued to play under the normal flow of time.

It was not until the first three days of the secret domain that Lin Huang finally opened his eyes.

He exhaled a long breath, "I finally got it done before entering the secret realm!"

What Lin Huang said was not the practice of that holy sword skill. He actually succeeded in deducing that set of sword skills in less than a week.

In the following time, he has been reading thousands of holy sword skills stored in Haotian's inheritance memory. I didn't practice these sword skills, but I specifically found out how to use the Dao of the Sword, and did some practice and deduction in my mind, so it took more than half a month.

Glancing at the time, Lin Huang just got up and pushed the door out three days before the secret realm opened.

"Master Sword Master!" Sensing Lin Huang's aura, a flash of surprise flashed across the sword's eyes. As a powerful sword cultivator, he could clearly feel that Lin Huang's Dao of the Sword had broken through to the realm of Heaven.

My heart was suddenly a little shocked. This is just over a month of retreat, and the strength of the master swordsman is so terrifying!

Lin Huang didn't care about Dao Yi's surprise, he said a word, and then teleported straight away from Haotianyu.

Putting on a thousand faces and a new identity ring, Lin Huang transformed himself into an emperor wood.

He looks twenty-seven or eight-year-old now, with stubble, wearing a black robe, and long hair. He looks decadent.

When wearing a hood, it gives a more sinister feeling.

The temperament is completely different from Lin Huang himself, and it is also completely different from the previous evil forest.

He believed that no one could associate this identity with Xie Lin.

Before entering the secret realm, he had nothing to prepare.

His weapons, armors and other equipment are all divine weapons with growth potential. When he was promoted to the real god realm, he automatically transformed to the third order comparable to the top-level order divine tools.

If you encounter a god in the junior and middle order, you can fight, let alone the highest combat power in the secret realm, which is only the ninth sequence of true gods.

But he still went to the procurement market of the Demon Hunting Star Region, on the one hand to see if he could find the leaks, and on the other hand mainly to buy some food.

In fact, the powerhouses of the True God Realm can survive for a long time in a vacuum. Those who master the rules of the light system can even rely on the reflection of the stars, and they can live to the end of their life without the direct irradiation of the stars.

Lin Huang has long lost his need for food and water, but he still maintains his original eating habits.

Although not a gourmet, he is indeed a food lover.

Today, eating has changed from a necessity to a hobby.

Take a few sips when you are idle, and you won't get fat anyway.

After spending a day strolling around the Demon Hunting Starfield, except to buy some food, Lin Huang directly turned to the gathering point mentioned by the funeral - the Nether Sanctuary.

The Nether Sanctuary is a six-star shelter and the headquarters of a six-star power called Netherworld.

Although Netherworld is relatively common among the six-star forces, it has a good relationship with many five-, six-, and seven-star forces. This is also a lot of big forces, all of which have established their own branches in the Nether Sanctuary.

A branch of the Reaper Scythe is also here, and the Nether Branch is one of the three largest branches in addition to the Reaper Scythe headquarters.

In addition to more than a dozen six-star forces, including the Death Scythe, the three major forces of the seven-star forces, Shinra, Treasure Pavilion and War God Temple have also established branches here.

In addition, the nether shelter service industry is extremely prosperous, and the attitude of the practitioners is very good, making it quickly become the top of the six-star shelter.

Even many experts in the god realm often haunt here.

When he came to the Nether Sanctuary, what Lin Huang did immediately was not to look for a hotel, but to visit various markets.

After visiting the market in Treasure Pavilion, Lin Huang visited several small markets one after another, and at night, he visited the black market again.

Still nothing.

It's not that there are no good things. Lin Huang saw a lot of good things, but he didn't take any shots.

Neither one is necessary.

Weapons and armors, etc., all have good order artifacts, and even psychic weapons. Lin Huang saw two sets that made him a little moved. But the problem is that now he already has a magic weapon, and there is no need for these things.

On the other hand, he didn't see any leaks to pick up either.

Whether it's the market or the black market, the good things he sees are the prices they deserve. As for those cheap goods, with his vision and strength of spiritual sense, he didn't find anything good anyway.

Maybe it was there before, but it may have been picked up and bought by someone else long ago.

After visiting the market all day, it was past nine o'clock in the evening when I came out of the black market.

Lin Huang finally booked a good hotel, and it was almost half past ten when he checked in.

After staying in the Nether Sanctuary for one night, and having breakfast the next morning, Lin Huang rushed to the Death Scythe branch in a hurry.

When he arrived at the Death Scythe branch, Lin Huang went straight into the conference room on the first floor.

This is the meeting point for funeral appointments.

Entering the conference room, Lin Huang found that someone was already there.

There are even many familiar faces.

Since both the False God and the True God of the Secret Realm can enter, Xingluo, Qingming, and Twins are also on the invitation list.

In addition to the three acquaintances, Lin Huang also recognized the No. 1 drama on the White Scythe list.

He was still the same old man, wearing a black robe that covered his entire body, and a white mask on his face.

Lin Huang pushed the door and came in, and everyone turned their attention to him.

Because the people who got the invitation letter for the death scythe were basically the top-ranked powerhouses on the black scythe and white scythe lists, and everyone knew each other.

As for Lin Huang's face, everyone present felt extremely strange, and they couldn't remember when the Reaper Scythe had such a guy.

As usual, Lin Huang would definitely take the initiative to say hello, but now the character of this identity is a decadent youth, and he is not very interested in anything. So he glanced at the crowd, walked straight to the front row away from a few people, and sat down alone.

He could hear the voices of the people behind him, but he chose not to listen.

"Is this guy a newcomer? I don't seem to have seen it on the list."

"The breath is not weak, and it is also the ninth sequence of true gods, but I don't know how strong it is."

"The newcomer is so stubborn, without even saying hello?"

However, Lin Huang didn't notice that, just as everyone was talking about it, Xi Ming kept staring at his back, and his eyes never left...