Chapter 289 Continuous Bad News

If the cultivation world has entered the prosperity of hundreds of schools of thought in the past year, the price paid by the cultivation world in recent months will never be less than the harvest in the past year. Under the big * of the world's monsters gradually calmed down, the sharp blades hidden in the black seed frequently came out, setting off a bloody storm again.

"Ge Zaoshan suffered a great disaster, and the disciples of Manshan were almost slaughtered, and countless high-level monks were killed and injured. Lu Daoming, the senior in the town, was also killed. If the rest of the factions had not noticed the strangeness and rushed to make up for the sheep, perhaps this sect would no longer exist in the world now."

The black sickle said indifferently that there was no change in his expression from his face, just like saying a little thing that was not painful. Only people who have been in contact with him for a long time know that the heart of the black sickle is also full of ups and downs at this moment, because he also experienced similar painful experiences not long ago.

After becoming a well-deserved "communicator", the black sickle carried a huge amount of information and kept running back and forth around the world of cultivation every night, as if he were a war correspondent. What happened there? He could always arrive soon after the incident and report the situation to Lin He. It is hard to imagine that the once arrogant Yinshan Guardian is now willing to assist Linhe.

Holding his fist tightly, Lin He listened to the news of the black sickle with a pale face, and his eyes almost spewed fire. Although Lin He did not have much communication with other sects except Shushan, and the familiar characters were very limited, but when he heard that another decent person suffered a loss in the devil's road, it was still such a disaster that was almost annihilation. Lin He still couldn't control his emotions after all, but he thought of the person who came to see him every night these days. Lin He gritted his teeth and endured.

"Is the ancient demon side pouring out again? I think it is very difficult to destroy the vitality of a sect in a very short time and only use the power of the demon generals. Lin He asked in a hoarse voice that he almost didn't sleep well these days, and the completely reversed biological clock made him a monk a little unbearable, and his face was full of fatigue.

The difference between the magic road and the right road is that one is bright, the other is dark, the other is trying to condense together, and the other is condensed but the dark tide is surging. If you just give such a comparison, you may not be able to clearly see the difference, but with the development of the situation, a series of serious consequences prove the difference in the most powerful way. It is impossible for each sect of the right path to give up its own mountain gate and gather all of it in one place, and the magic path can directly lead to the consequences of being broken by each.

"Indeed, as usual, except for the hundred magic demons, almost poured out. A large number of mad demons and human demons were the advance troops, but compared with the bloody battle in Yinshan, the number of mad demons and human demons was much smaller. Even if it seems that the hundred illusion demons have special means to turn ordinary people into these two He is a low-level magic soldier, but this process must be very cumbersome, and he paid enough after the bloody battle of Yinshan, so now it is difficult for us to see the horrible scene of black pressure.

The indifferent black sickle couldn't help but be a little moved when talking about the bloody battle of Yinshan, and a silver light flashed in his eyes, which was nostalgic for the past. However, what is puzzling is that the demon flame demon still hasn't disappeared. Since Zhaoling Mountain fought with you, he has never passed by. Could it be that you have seriously injured him and is still recuperating? The black sickle suddenly remembered some strange places. Although he had not figured out the specific reason, his keen observation still made him catch some strange things.

"Dear the ancient demon?" Lin He remembered some records of ancient demons in the second volume of Tianshu. Their super physical strength provides not only abnormal physical resistance, but also far beyond ordinary people's imagination. In ancient times, the world was full of aura. If a sword cut off the hands and feet of the ancient devil and failed to kill it in time, it will recover as before in a short time. I don't think so. Those ancient demons have a strong ability to recover. Maybe I tried my best to hurt them, but there is no reason why they haven't recovered after such a long time.

His eyebrows frowned into a Sichuan font. The black sickle thought carefully about Lin He's words and found that it seemed to be true. The power shown by those ancient demons was very prominent in attack and defense. Although Lin He also showed enough surprise in the battle of Zhaoling Mountain, after careful analysis, it will be found that he has not seriously injured an ancient demon for several months.

"Have there been any powerful figures among the demon generals recently?" Lin He suddenly remembered one thing. From the perspective of ordinary people, maybe these two things have nothing to do with each other. At least the previous thing has largely faded out of people's sight. Coincidentally, Lin He happened to be one of the few people who knew the previous thing. Linking the strangeness of that incident, Lin He soon realized that there was a similarity between the two things that could not be seen but there was a quiet connection.

Huh? There is such a character who used to be regarded as a terminal existence among the demon generals. Now he jumps up and sits on an equal footing with the demon hunter, which seems to be called a mad demon. Yes, it's called a madman. The black sickle remembered the surviving man's description of the madman. An ugly young man showed very calmness in his hands and feet. Once he started his hand, he was ruthless. At least 60 of the reasons why Lu Daoming died should be counted on his head.

Lin He seems to have verified some conjectures, and a burst of joy flashed on his face. For Lin He, this is like good news in the pile of bad news. Perhaps this is still not good enough news. It is like being punched and kicked by ten people for ten days and ten nights, and suddenly changed the violent person and became a person. Although the continuous beating will still feel pain, compared with the suffering of the previous ten days and nights, the pain has been much less.

"I have an idea that the fantasy demons don't know what method to use to use the demon generals to devour the injured ancient demons. That's why powerful demon generals have emerged one after another. The huge difference between Yinshan's cultivation and Zhaoling Mountain's when he saw He Juyan was alone, which itself was a phenomenon that could not be explained in a normal way. If it is an irreproducible coincidence, then the appearance of the madman completely overturns this possibility.

Lin He said energeticly that it was indeed very depressing to always be passively beaten. Every step seemed to be expected by the enemy. Invisibly, it seemed that an invisible black hand strangled Lin He's neck. He was so breathless that he could not break free no matter how he struggled. Now the black hand seems to have some mistakes, which makes Lin He see some hope, although this hope is still slim for Lin He, who has been in the dark for a long time.

"The demon hunter devoured the blood thunder, so he has a powerful Lei Yuan power, and his cultivation is still soaring at a very fast speed. This speed will not slow down before reaching the original cultivation of the blood thunder. Now the situation of madness is the same as that of demon hunting. The magic flame was abandoned by Baihuan for unknown reasons. Baihuan chose the madness to become a substitute for magic flame, in an attempt to cultivate him to quickly rise to become a usable power!"

The spirit body of the black sickle itself is very rare, and it is rare to be able to cultivate to this state, and his wisdom is not inferior to anyone in Lin He's camp. With a little dial, he will immediately understand the meaning of Lin He. The most important thing is that he saw the details that Lin He first put forward, but was ignored in the process of talking about it, that is, the magic flame was abandoned for unknown reasons, rather than simple injury and abandonment.

"The unknown reason, isn't it..." Lin He was shocked that some things were only known to him and the mysterious person who came to him every night, so Lin He often had more clues that were unknown in the eyes of others. For example, the magic flame did not obey the orders of the fantasy demon, which led to the anger of the fantasy demon and abandoned the magic flame to use the crazy demon. What is this order? Others don't know that Lin He guessed more or less that it was forbidden for others to do something to Lin He.

Is it that simple behind this matter? Lin He felt that this was far from the end. He just stepped on the shoal, and the depth of the river in the middle was the real fatal place. If he can't figure out the depth of the key part of the river, he can "cross the river" through his own random speculation. In the end, he will only be washed away by the gasping river, and even the bones can't be found.

"Damn it! The law enforcement office was also destroyed, leaving only Ye Shaoqing to escape. Now he is staying in our Shushan, with bloody scars all over his body, leaving only one breath now being killed by Elder Mo Li with medicine. Suddenly, a man broke into the restaurant, and the formation around the restaurant was completely unwarning. There are two possibilities of freedom. One is that this person's power has been beyond the constraints of the array, and the array has no effect on it. Another possibility is that this person comes from the right and friendly side.

"Ele Yan!" Lin He looked at the "uninvited guest" in a daze for several seconds before reacting and exclaimed with an incredible exclamation.

"Lin He, I haven't seen you for a long time." This "uninvited guest" was Yan Ruoqing, an elder who had been missing for a long time in Shushan. Yan Ruoqing lost his trace in the bloody battle with the Yinluo Sect. Some people once saw him fighting against several elders of the Yin Luo Sect, but that was only the beginning of the battle. In the white-hot stage, everyone's eyes were invariably sucked by Lin He, who was rushed later. The brave elder disappeared soon after showing his edge.

"In the last invasion against the Yinluozong, although Shushan finally won, the drawbacks were also revealed. I felt that I was not enough, so I left the deep mountains and practiced hard. Well, I didn't know that this happened in these days when I was closed, and I just got the news after I returned to Shushan.

The eyebrows were more mature and less frivolous. The perverse elder Yan Ruoqing appeared in front of Lin He again, as if he had changed.

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The first update, because I have been very busy recently, I can't update it stably, and my manuscript has reached the point of no doubt. I worked overtime on weekends and survived this difficult period.