Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1614

Lintian stared at the candle for a moment and nodded, "OK."

The candle reflects the air and steps into the air, and the figure stands by the emptiness.

At this moment, he seemed to become another person. His cold eyes were like electricity, his Qi machine roared, and his decadent color swept away, just like completely putting down everything in his heart.

Lintian's black eyes flashed a different color. He noticed that the candle reflected the empty state of mind, which obviously changed him and made him different.

This is a peerless figure!

After the previous setbacks and blows, if you were an ordinary strong man, you would have collapsed and couldn't support it.

But the candle reflects the air, but it can be further tempered in the state of mind under heavy blows, which is undoubtedly very not simple.

"Before, I was called invincible by the younger generation in the Yin Jue ancient region. Among my peers, no one can enter my eyes. Even if I enter the battlefield of the nine regions, only kunshaoyu and jianqingchen make me pay attention to..."

The candle reflected the air and said calmly, "now, I fully understand that the real opponent never lies in others, but in myself."

"Break the heart, observe the original heart, and the false name is like a floating cloud to me!"

The voice is neither happy nor sad.

Lintian came to the void and said, "you understand too late."

In the city in the distance, there was a roar of fighting, and scenes of bloody slaughter were being staged.

Under the joint attack of SHAOHAO and old clam, those strong men in the ancient Yin region could hardly stop them. They were all frightened and fled everywhere.

But all this could no longer cause the mood fluctuation of the candle. He looked straight at Lintian and said, "it's not too late, I'll die in the morning."

After saying that, his figure spread, his sleeves and robes flew, and a black and white sword appeared in front of him.

In a flash, he was extremely angry!

"Go!"

The sword chants like a tide and resounds excitedly through the nine days. When the sword is swept out, it turns alternately between heaven and earth, night and day, and evolves into yin and Yang Sword Qi, whistling out.

The sword is divided into two parts, black and white into Xuan!

The power of a sword has the spirit of breaking mountains and rivers and dividing clear and turbid boundaries.

Lintian's figure did not move, and he bent his fingers.

Shua!

A mysterious sword Qi swept out, and with a bang, it split the black and white color in the sky and shook the sword away.

The candle reflected the sky, and the body shook slightly. Take a deep breath, and the body glowed. Behind it, there was a virtual shadow of a candle dragon crowded with heaven and earth. Its eyes were as big as a lake, reflecting the world of the heavens.

"Ho!"

Candle Yingkong stepped forward, closed his hands, squeezed out a sword print and stabbed forward.

Boom!

The Dao sword that had been shaken back roared, matched with the power of the candle dragon's virtual shadow, and suddenly burst out.

A simple sword, but it has an unstoppable edge!

Lintian's eyes flashed a different color. He saw that the candle reflected the sky and had stepped into the threshold of seeking his own method. The heat of this sword was amazing.

Unfortunately, it's still not enough for him!

"Get up!"

Hua La ~ ~ the taixuan sword Qi surged out all over the sky, crisscrossed with each other, and interpreted as a solemn and grand sword array.

Immediately, the earth shaking crash sounded, the sky collapsed, the void was in disorder, and the towering walls below collapsed.

Poof!

The candle reflected the air, his body trembled violently, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of scarlet blood. His eyes flashed and burst out terrible light.

He noticed that Lintian's strength was much stronger than that in the flying immortal battle!

"You can't. tell me the clue about Baqi. I can give you a dignified way to die."

Lintian was carrying his hands on his back. His posture was dusty and his clothes were fluttering. He was like a relegated immortal.

"Come again!"

The candle reflected the air with a loud drink, and his long hair flew up. His eyes were deep and bright, his body glowed, and the nearby void was cracked and collapsed by his breath.

This time, he killed with a sword, like a burning light.

Lintian's eyes were frozen.

This guy is working hard!

The unity of man and sword exhausted all forces in this attack. The breath of destruction darkened the world.

Lintian didn't even think about it. The parallel finger was a sword and stabbed it straight.

Shua!

A sword Qi sweeps out. Its potential is unparalleled, frightening ghosts and gods. There is no return!

At the moment when the two swords clashed, the world was like a canvas, which was suddenly crushed. The unparalleled sword turbulence swept across the ten directions. Where it passed, the earth cracked and the mountains collapsed.

The huge city of berms was forcibly destroyed in half!

Poof!

In the void, the candle reflected the sky like a broken kite, and flew out fiercely. There was a bloody hole in his chest.

Lintian's figure just shook, and his clothes made a noise.

The candle reflected the air and held his figure still, coughing violently. He looked complex and sighed, "how lucky it is to have you Lintian in the ancient wasteland! How sad it is for the people of the eight regions!"

His hair was disheveled, his body was soaked in blood, his face was white and transparent, but his waist was as straight as a spear.

Lintian's eyes were cold, neither happy nor sad, nor compassionate.

The reason why he promised to fight fairly with the other party was not out of recognition and appreciation, but to get Ba Qi's clues.

As for candle Yingkong, he might be a great peerless figure, but he didn't deserve Lintian's attention and respect.

It's not our race, but our hearts must be different. It's absolutely true to put this in the battle of the nine regions.

"A long time ago, I heard the elders of the clan say that at the beginning, the ancient wasteland was the first overlord of the nine regions, just like a master, so that the other eight regions could only bow down and be subordinated and look up to."

Candle Yingkong's eyes were dazed and lax, and he whispered, "before that, I didn't believe it at all, because... The ancient wasteland is really too weak! It's like mole ants under your feet. Do you care about its existence?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Lintian again: "even now, the ancient wasteland is still too weak. Without you, Lintian, the ancient wasteland camp would be defeated this time!"

Words are calm, not to vent anger, but to state a fact.

Yes, even if the ancient wasteland camp wins this time, in the eyes of candlelight, the world of ancient wasteland is still far inferior to the other eight regions!

Lintian looked bland: "I just want to know Ba Qi's clue."

The candle reflected the empty lip corner twitching for a moment, revealing a touch of self mockery: "yes, win the king and defeat the enemy. Since you lose, you should admit it."

Baqi, one of the elders of "shenzhao guzong" in the Yin Jue ancient region, has been fighting on the border battlefield all year round and has been cultivating in the quasi imperial territory.

This is the candlelight answer.

At last, the candle reflected the air, and his eyes showed a strange luster, "with your inside information, when you set foot in the quasi emperor territory in the future, you can easily kill Baqi, but I'm afraid you can't bear the anger of shenzhao guzong."

"Oh?" Lintian raised his eyebrows.

Candle Yingkong smiled: "I know you certainly don't believe it, but later you will understand what a terrible force God zhaoguzong is."

Then he looked up at the sky and looked disappointed.

For a long time, he looked at Lintian again. He was not sad or happy, and there was no waves: "it's good to die under your Lintian..."

The voice became more and more low, and in the end, there was no sound.

His whole person, his pen stands upright on the void, his spine is still straight, but his breath has been completely extinguished.

Lintian looked at this scene, thought about it, and waved his sleeve robe.

Boom!

On the earth, an unfathomable pit opened.

"As an enemy, I have character. I said I would give you a dignified way to die. Today, I will bury you here and bury you in peace."

When Lintian spoke, an invisible force spread out, holding the candle empty body into the underground pit.

Then, the big pit was buried and built into a simple grave. A monument was erected in front of it, engraved with "the tomb of candle reflecting the air".

"Brother, why do you have to build a monument for the enemy?"

The old clam didn't know when to return and looked puzzled.

"That's the difference between us and their eight domains."

Lintian said casually, "and I have promised him a dignified way to die."

He looked up into the distance.

The battle in the city of the berm is coming to an end. The city is full of signs of damage and destruction, just like a place of blood soaked ruins.

Before long, ARU, SHAOHAO, Ruoyu and others returned one after another. Each one was in high spirits and looked happy.

The battle is over.

In such a big city, except for some people who fled first, others were slaughtered!

"Happy! Happy! Great man, gallop on the battlefield, this should be so!"

Aru shouted.

"The immortal cause for thousands of years lies in killing people. After this war, if the Yin Jue ancient region camp is uprooted by us, there is no possibility of resurgence."

SHAOHAO smiled and felt proud.

When they were talking about it, they saw that Lin Xun rose up in the air and sat cross legged in the air. He was solemn and bright.

It's like the Buddha's presence!

Great Zen sounds with compassion poured out of Lintian's mouth, and then resounded through the world.

Pure lotus blossoms condense in the void and then fall.

Each lotus flower is crystal clear like glass, derived from pure Buddha power, just like a lamp of extradition, guiding the way home of the dead.

This is the Dharma recorded in the Da Zang Ji Sutra, which is wonderful for popularizing the souls of the dead.

"Brother Lin, what is he doing?"

Some people wonder.

"Elder brother said long ago that when you step into the enemy's city, you should take all the remains of those ancestors back and bury them in peace!"

The old clam took a deep breath and looked respectful.

All the people were shocked and looked at the dignified figure sitting high in the clouds.

For a time, heaven and earth were silent, only waves of grand Sanskrit Buddhist songs resounded, and countless lotus flowers as pure as glass floated inside and outside the city like ruins.

On this day, Lintian led a group of strong ancient wasteland camp to break through the city of protecting roads in the Yin Jue boundary, kill thousands of enemies, break through the Yin Jue ancient land camp and win a great victory!

After leaving the Yin Jue world, Lintian and his party didn't return to the ancient wasteland camp, but went straight to the blood demon world adjacent to the Yin Jue world.

There, it's the blood demon ancient region camp!

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(Mr. Cun reminds me that today is still the same. Goldfish currently owes 3 more to celebrate the new year. Please bear it. Goldfish really uses rope life to ensure renewal ~)