Chapter 71 Lin Zhen's Restoration

Shangguan Xiaoqing was stunned when he heard the words: "What can I do? What else can we do now?"

In return, Shangguan Xiaoqing still resisted Lin Zhen with his palms and injected him with magic gas. As soon as the magic gas entered Lin Zhen's body, he immediately disappeared and began to operate with a strange strangeness. Shangguan Xiaoqing was secretly shocked. His magic gas just turned around, and then he lost contact with him and turned into Lin Zhen's magic gas.

Lin Zhen's hands changed strange tricks, and the bloody runes full of magic gushed out with Lin Zhen's tips, and finally settled around Lin Zhen.

With more and more bloody runes, everyone around suddenly felt that the blood around them was accelerating, and there was even a feeling that they were going to break out.

Lin Zhen suddenly shouted and patted his palms directly on the ground. The bloody runes fixed in the air immediately bombarded the ground and loomed on the ground.

With the change of those bloody runes, people gradually sensed that something seemed to be flowing underground.

Suddenly, Lin Zhen's hands pulled, and several blood springs flowed out of the ground.

As soon as the blood spring flowed out, it immediately gathered towards Lin Zhen and soon turned Lin Zhen into a bloody man.

That extremely evil feeling made everyone retreat one after another and looked at Lin Zhen in the middle in horror.

Lin Zhen's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and the blood spring is surging faster and faster, but the blood wrapped around Lin Zhen's body can't be seen increasing, and it is always a thin layer.

"What's going on? This..." Looking at Lin Zhen standing in the middle, Su Yu was a little worried.

The gossip symbol flashed in Li Linger's eyes and smiled for a moment: "He is performing the blood magic skill to grab blood with the ancient witch array. Now it seems to be very effective."

"Yes, the ancient witchcraft has been lost for many years, and the leftover is not complete. I don't know how much power this ancient witchcraft array may really be robbed of all the blood by Lin Zhen." Shangguan Xiaoqing giggled.

At the same time, in the main account of a camp in the north of the battlefield.

Five white-haired old men sat in it, with their hands imprinted one by one, with a black strange breath surging on their bodies, as if they were doing some spells.

Suddenly, an old man opened his eyes and said slowly, "Why does the blood absorbed in the array suddenly begin to decrease? Is there something wrong with my senses?

"Brother, there is nothing wrong with your sense, and I also sensed it. It's indeed decreasing." An old man in white next to him also opened his eyes.

An almost bald old man also followed: "Now not only can't absorb any blood, but it not only loses it. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to launch the formation."

"Big brother, make a decision and launch the formation immediately." An old man in blue sighed.

"But... in this way, the strength of the soul of war cannot reach the highest. I'm afraid it's not very useful." The elder brother was a little hesitant.

"Brother, as long as we can destroy the main army of the Central Plains. As for dealing with those Central Plains monks, we can array them again. But the premise is that our army can capture enough Central Plains. An old man with a withered face said grimly.

"Okay, in that case, we will launch the formation." Speaking of this old man's tricks, he quickly changed his tricks, followed by other old men.

As the five old men's tricks changed, Lin Zhen suddenly realized that he could not take blood from the ground and immediately opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" Lin Zhen's blood outside his body entered his body and was refined into the essence of blood by the blood magic method.

At this time, Lin Zhen's injury recovered under the nourishment of this blood essence, and even his skills have improved. Although he has not been promoted again, he still has made great progress.

"No wonder so many people practice magic skills and even kill innocent people. It turns out that the benefits of magic skills are so great." Lin sincerely said secretly.

At this moment, the ground suddenly began to vibrate, and a strong momentum slowly rose.

Lin Zhen's face changed: "No, Brother Bai, lead the army to retreat immediately. It's not a good thing."

Bai Mufeng was stunned when he heard the words, but still believed Lin Zhen and immediately ordered: "The whole army retreat, retreat quickly." Suddenly, all the troops followed him back.

"Linger, you protected Brother Bai's withdrawal, and they launched a large array." Lin Zhen's face was solemn and began to retreat at the same time.

Li Linger nodded and began to retreat with Su Yu and others, paying close attention to Lin Zhen's situation.

The power of the six colors of green, gold, black, purple, gray and green surged out of Lin Zhen's body, forming a six-color energy column, but Lin Zhen launched six skills of swords, Buddha and demons at the same time.

The six skills broke out in an all-round way, and Lin Zhen's momentum surged, and he faintly reached the pressure at the beginning of the eighth realm. Li Linger was stunned.

"With the combination of body and sword, is he going to do this again?" Shangguan Xiaoqing was stunned: "Does he still dare not use his strength for three months?"

However, Lin Zhen's next move made Shangguan Xiaoqing dispel her idea, because Lin Zhen actually recruited the Kowloon Sword, not the combination of body and sword.

How is it possible? Isn't he afraid of skill conflicts? Shangguan Xiaoqing was extremely surprised.

Li Linger's eyes flashed with gossip symbols, and the divine light was shining. For a long time, she smiled and said, "I don't know what adventure Lin Zhen has. Unexpectedly, there is a strange sword meaning that temporarily suppressed the conflict between the six skills. There is no problem in a short period of time."

At this time, a black gas full of boundless evil feelings suddenly rushed out of the ground. After rushing out, it rushed to the air in an instant, and finally suddenly condensed.

With the condensation of these black gases, an illusory and stressful evil ghost appeared in the sky. The evil spirit looked up to the sky and roared, and the harsh ghost roar shocked many soldiers fainted on the spot.

Then the ground rushed the blood like a sea of blood again. The blood rushed to the sky, hit the evil spirit, slowly condensed, and finally a evil spirit with the eighth realm cultivation appeared in the air.

Lin Zhen looked at the evil spirit and smiled secretly: "This guy has just cultivated his eighth realm. Hey hey, he was robbed of so much blood by me. Isn't he not good enough? However, this guy's condensed soul gives me a lot of pressure. It seems that without that blood, the power can't keep up with the strength of the soul.

After the evil spirit's body was formed, a pair of blood-red eyes looked at Lin Zhen angrily: "Return my strength."

"Well? This guy actually knew that I robbed it. Lin Zhen couldn't help but be stunned.

Then the evil spirit roared, and the figure shot out in an instant, and his huge fist suddenly hit Lin Zhen.

Before the fist arrived, the strong fist wind had made Lin Zhen retreat repeatedly.

"Good to come. A sword crosses the end of a hundred lifetimes..." Lin Zhen is not afraid at all. He is also the power of the eighth realm. He also has a Kowloon sword in his hand, and now the sword fairy ballad is launched in the first style.

A sword ran between heaven and earth, and the evil spirit suddenly found that no matter what the trajectory of his fist was, he would be blocked by this sword in the end.

Boom......

When the fists and swords met, Lin Zhen was immediately bombarded away and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.

However, the evil spirit howled in pain. His fist burst into pieces, and a strange black flame began to burn along his arm, but it was Lin Zhen who used the sword and the Kowloon Sword used the ability to resist the fire and summoned the ghost magic flame.

This dark flame is like a bone, which can't be thrown away in any case, and even his soul is burned.

In the end, the evil spirit suddenly shook, and the whole left arm was broken, and the ghost flame also fell down with the broken left arm.

In the roar of the evil spirit, he actually grew a left arm again, and then he suddenly rushed to the army led by Bai Mufeng.

At this moment, a Lingtian sword spirit appeared in front of the evil spirit and blocked him. The sword spirit directly bombarded the evil spirit. Then Lin Zhen's body kept flashing, constantly bombarding the evil spirit's body, and the dark flames began to burn crazily on the evil spirit.

"Do you still want to kill and plunder blood to enhance your power? I won't let you succeed." Lin Zhen's body swayed like drunkenness. Every swing was bound to flash out in another place, and at the same time, the violent sword spirit followed the attack.

This is the second type of sword fairy ballad, and the drunken song turns red.