Chapter 320 [At Worst, Sink Zhongzhou] "Lin Tianzun, I will kill you sooner or later!" "If you mess with me, no one in heaven or on earth can save you." "Master from Xiantai Secret Realm, you attacked me, you are so shameless!" After Wang Chong woke up, he found that he only had a thousand years left to live. He gritted his teeth. He had swallowed dragon blood and eaten a large amount of dragon marrow, and his lifespan was comparable to that of a sage. Now, the dragon blood and dragon marrow in the body have been exhausted, and that kind of sacred immortal power has almost been drained away. He fell from the altar and became an ordinary saint, with only the normal lifespan of a dragon-transforming monk left. "Master Wang, please be patient. When Lord Wang Teng comes out of confinement, he will definitely avenge you." "That's right, Lin Tianzun is only at the first level of the Immortal Realm now, how can he compare to the Northern Emperor who is at the second level of the Immortal Realm!" ……
A group of followers of high realms came hurriedly to comfort Wang Chong and belittle Lin Xian. As a popular contestant of Emperor Star, Wang Teng naturally has a group of admirers. However, he has always had very high standards, and those who can be accepted as his disciples are all elites. The rest are misfits who cannot follow Wang Teng, so they change their target and start praising Wang Chong. If one person achieves enlightenment, the whole family will benefit. If Wang Teng can really become an emperor in the future, Wang Chong will have a bright future. In this situation of almost being flattered to death, Wang Chong developed an arrogant character, thinking that his elder brother was the boss and he was the second in command. If Wang Teng really became an emperor in the future. This kind of overbearing character is naturally full of confidence, with the support of imperial power, and there will be great scholars debating with him. It can be said that he is a genius with a unique personality. However, Wang Teng never achieved enlightenment, and was only a young emperor. Wang Chong met someone like Lin Xian, and instantly realized the complexity of Beidou and the cruelty of the cultivation world. There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. With so many geniuses, there will always be a Forest Saint Lord. "I'm going to find my brother's true body!" Wang Chong gritted his teeth, unable to swallow his breath. Although he had a divine consciousness left by Wang Teng, which could kill all the strong men in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, he could even fight against ordinary immortals. Unfortunately, Saint Lin was not an ordinary first-level immortal. He had entered the realm of the Eight Forbidden Realms and was comparable to the second-level immortals. He directly suppressed Wang Chong, drawing his blood without hurting his life, rendering his divine consciousness useless. A group of followers started to flatter him again. Some of the smart ones among them had their eyes rolling, wanting to take this opportunity to curry favor with the Northern Emperor and meet the Wang family. Wang Chong took a deep breath and was about to take out the King's Chariot that Wang Teng had given him, but he was suddenly dumbfounded. His hands were empty and he let out a wolf-like howl: "My magic weapon, my treasure, are all gone!" "I'm so happy today..." The land of Zhongzhou is endless and vast. Lin Xian hums a little tune and sings a song while driving a newly-built ancient chariot across the battlefield at lightning speed. The black ancient chariot, like a prehistoric ferocious beast, radiates black light. It is a genuine king's divine weapon. The five major regions of Zhongzhou, Beiyuan, Donghuang, Ximo, and Nanling are vast and boundless. If you rely solely on flying, even if they are adjacent to each other, it usually takes more than ten years. But with the help of this car, it only takes a moment for Lin Xian to travel thousands of miles. He was able to travel to various holy places, visit hidden powerful people, discuss Taoism with the peerless saint, fight with living fossils, and leave calmly afterwards. Although he did not win and defeated all the heroes in the world, Lin Xian's soul, body, and aspirations were sublimated through battle after battle. He was also the source of the Heavenly Master and could search for treasures in the dragon veins and caves. With these two approaches, Lin Xian's realm advanced by leaps and bounds, and he reached the ninth level of the first level of the Immortal Realm, which is what people often call a half-step great power.
Some of the four great dynasties, various schools of thought, and powerful men from various sects discussed the Dao with good intentions, while others suspected malicious intent and ambushed and assassinated them. In the battle of the Holy City, Great Sage Wei Yi came to Zhongzhou to settle accounts and destroyed several sects, causing a lot of grievances. Many Zhongzhou cultivators blamed Lin Xian for this grudge. If you can’t beat the six great saints, you can’t beat the first saint body! So an old king who had cut off the Dao secretly made a move and almost struck Lin Xian with his might, causing him to cough up blood and be seriously injured, almost to death. If his soul had not been protected by the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, he would have perished. "I didn't kill you even after doing this. Ahem, you really have some skills, young man." An old king, his body bathed in starlight and as if surrounded by the Milky Way, staggered over. His movements were slow, his blood was declining, and he was so old that he could hardly walk. However, his fighting power was still terrifying and he could sweep away the leader of Zhongzhou! "Galactic body!" "It turns out to be a Galaxy King. Some people in Zhongzhou really spent a lot of money to kill me." "A person who can kill Dao in this world will never be unknown. You are a person from the previous era, and you have been sealed by the source of God." Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, and the immortal medicine in his body fed back into his body. Under the nourishment of the vast immortal energy, his originally broken and severely injured body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Such a strong vitality, worthy of the legendary physique that challenges the emperor." A trace of intoxication appeared on the wrinkled face of King Xinghe. He licked his old teeth that were about to fall off, revealed a ferocious smile and said: "If I eat you, I should be able to live for a few more years." "What level, imitating the Dark Supreme to eat the Holy Body!" Lin Xian shouted, he was just collecting blood to make medicine. This is no longer an ordinary king. He is about to fall into darkness and must be struck hard. "You can't get away with just one mouthful of the King's Chariot." "The King's Divine Weapon is just a magic weapon made by someone of my level. It cannot protect you." The Galaxy King smiled contemptuously, and in his palms appeared the Galaxy Spear and the Galaxy Shield, flowing with the aura of a king, overwhelming the mountains and rivers of Zhongzhou. Although he was old and frail and did not have the normal combat power of a king, he had practiced magical weapons throughout his life and was still able to unleash divine power. “Just surrender, and I will give you a quick death.” King Xinghe stood with his hands behind his back, with the two divine weapons floating in front of him. He was extremely confident. Even if Lin Xian had incredible combat power and could kill some powerful saints, he would have no chance of winning against the King of Killing Dao. "Tie your grandma's legs!" Lin Xian shouted loudly, with a sneer on his lips, "I'm waiting for the imperial soldiers to revive, what are you waiting for?" You are asking for death by pretending to be so arrogant as to be the head of Saint Lin! With his nine orifices united as one and his body like a dragon and snake, Lin Xian ascended to the sky and roared for eternity. He displayed his unique skills to the fullest even when dealing with Emperor Xiang Yufei. Auspicious clouds surrounded the void and the sound of endless piano was heard. I saw Immortal Lin with a dragon's body, manifesting his Dharma image, flowing immortal light, blooming auspicious colors, and a glorious wheel appearing between his eyebrows, as if a fairyland world was rising and falling. Among them, a true dragon elixir of immortality soared into the sky, roaming through the nine heavens, stationed on the immortal platform, and absorbing endless energy from the heavens, earth, mountains, rivers, and the universe. In an instant, the golden blood of the ancient holy body burst out, becoming incredibly powerful. The dragon's roar revealed Fuxi! The immortal elixir of true dragon! The soul rides the dragon to heaven! The dragon-patterned black gold shatters the sky! Dragon roars sounded one after another, one louder than the other. A huge cauldron dropped thousands of brilliant divine lights, as if countless black dragons were dancing wildly. It turned into lightning and thunder, and an extremely powerful aura gushed out. Zhongzhou trembled, and the heaven and earth rose and fell. It is covered with a gleaming black gold luster, and is mysterious and unpredictable. It is engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, flying animals, the sun, the moon, and the stars, and is simple and majestic. It is the supreme imperial weapon, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern! Countless powerful men were awakened, many strong men were trembling, and one after another, the leaders seemed to have sensed it and quickly flew up, transmitting the message from thousands of miles away, and hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist Lin, please show mercy and wait!" When the emperor's troops came out, the world was shocked. Strands of chaotic energy fell, Lin Xian sneered, attacked fearlessly, and said fearlessly: "At worst, I can sink Zhongzhou!" (End of this chapter)