Sword God

It is a custom and a symbol to sacrifice the heaven with monsters.

It is not clear whether the sacrifice to heaven can sense heaven, maybe it can or can't, but the habit has not changed for a long time, and it will not change. This represents a major event and has great significance.

It is said that the stronger the monster beast is, the better the effect will be.

Black Sword Tigers are powerful monsters. They are powerful monsters that Lin Shanhou can shoot in person. At this time, the soldiers who are bound by the black to the monsters are all guards of Lin Shanhou. At least there are cultivation practices in the middle of Zhenwu Realm.

Cut through the throat of the Black Sword Tiger, bleeding, and the Black Sword Tiger struggled desperately, but couldn't break free, only getting weaker and weaker. The thick **** smell pervaded all around, and it couldn't be turned away. The lines of the platform flow quickly, dyeing the lines red.

Everyone looked solemn.

The sacrifice to heaven is an important ritual and must not be disturbed.

Lin Shanhou took Chen Zongru flying in the wind, fell on the altar, looked up at the sky, opened his hands, and the blood in the altar flew, as if rising into a mist, surrounding Lin Shanhou, constantly Rushes into the sky, and in the sky, forms the illusion of a black-willed tiger.

Then, I read a sacrifice that sounds mysterious and does not know what it means. Although it is not heard, it is full of rhythm, like singing.

"Taking the sky as evidence and taking the land as my inheritance, I was here at Linshanhou Guan Zaishan, and today Chen Zong was accepted as a disciple ..." Lin Shanhou's voice was somber, resounding in all directions, echoing.

It was rumbling, blue and white, but there was a thunderous sound, as if it was a response to Linshanhou.

Just above the altar, Chen Zong waited for the worship of Linshan.

"Ha ha ha ha, get up, my good disciple." Lin Shanhou laughed and stretched out his hand to lift Chen Zong up.

For Disciple Chen Zong, Lin Shanhou was satisfied from the heart, and beyond the limit.

Throughout the history of the Yunlong dynasty, no one has been able to get started with Wuzheng in a short month, which represents infinite potential and infinite possibilities in the future.

What is more satisfying for a disciple who has great hopes for the future?

After the sacrifice to heaven, Lin Shanhou took Chen Zong back to his seat.

Food and wine are presented.

Everyone who comes comes with gifts, but they are some of the more common gifts, Lingbei weapons, etc., which have been registered by the Hou government and put away.

The next time is more free time. Everyone can talk about it here, or let the younger generations to discuss and help.

"Master Hou, let's get started." Situ Zhan, the main boss of Silverknife Fort, suddenly said, sharp eyes, sweeping Chen Zong, fell on Lin Shanhou's face.

The crowd was a bit unclear. Therefore, Duan Zhi's trip was thoughtful, but he couldn't think of anything. Only Situ Zhan and others and Lin Shanhou and Chen Zong knew what was going on.

Gamble!

Yes, long ago, Situ Zhan had already looked for Linshanhou and made a request for a bet.

The target of the bet is naturally the first place in the Silver Knife Castle's mad sword list, which is also Stuart's disciple Yang Tianzhao and Lin Shanhou's disciple Chen Zong.

The bet is naturally a pre-eminent method of mediocrity, and the side of Silverknife Castle must also put out enough bets. The value of the prestige method is extremely high. Therefore, Big bleeding, take out a treasure: bright light armor.

According to Lin Shanhou, Chen Zong said that Mingguang Baojia was a false spirit.

What is a false spirit?

Chen Zong didn't know it at first, but didn't understand it until Lin Shanhou explained, and then he was surprised.

The warrior's world, weapons and armor are divided into two large levels. The first large level corresponds to the ordinary level. For example, the two swords used by Chen Zong belong to the first large level.

The so-called all iron, fine iron, and even **** iron are all the same, and the second level is the spirit, according to its classification, there are spiritual soldiers and spirit armor, and spiritual treasure.

To put it simply, the spiritual artifact corresponds to transcendental realm.

Only the transcendental powerful can truly use the magical tools and exert their power.

Over the years, with the efforts of many refiners, they have found a way to allow warriors below the extraordinary level to use the additional power of weapons, that is, false spirits.

Pseudo-spirituals are beyond ordinary weapons, possessing the power of some of them, but they are not comparable to them.

As long as it is a martial artist in the real martial arts, it is relatively easy to use the power contained in a pseudo-spirit to further improve itself. It is also possible to train a martial arts martial artist, but it is more difficult.

The value of the pseudo-spiritual is so high that most people can't get it. That piece of light armor is one of the only two pseudo-spirituals in Silverknife Castle.

If it were not for the prestige of the prefecture level, if it did not care about the strength and status of Linshanhou, it would be reluctant to say that Silverknife Castle would not take the bright light treasure as a bet. In case of defeat, the loss would be heavy.

But there is no way, you must take risks in order to break the ground with the best-in-class products.

Payout and gain are often proportional to each other. The white wolves with empty gloves also depends on the target.

"Of course." Lin Shanhou smiled slightly.

If before, you might be worried that Chen Zong may be defeated, but now, Linshan is full of confidence, and the bright light armor of Silver Knife Castle seems to be recruiting.

Even the status of Lin Shanhou cannot ignore the value of a pseudo-spiritual.

Seeing the smile on Lin Shanhou's face, I don't know why, Situ Zhan was suddenly a bit cold and had a bad feeling. .

Thinking of his disciples, Situ Zhan flashed a smile in his eyes. After his whole-hearted teaching this month, perhaps his combat power has not reached the four-star level, but at the three-star level, it is definitely the most extreme.

As long as Chen Zong does not have four-star combat power, he is definitely not an opponent.

After Lin Shanhou agreed, the young people behind Situ War stepped forward. The original clear eyes flashed sharp and sharp, such as a long knife out of the sheath, sharp and sharp, and forced to shoot through the air to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong looked at it without fear, the invisible sharp edge collided in the air.

Everyone is looking forward to it, because it will be a battle of dragons and tigers, and this will also be the time when they see the strength of the disciples in Linshan.

There is a young man standing behind Duan Zhizhuang, the owner of Duanjianzhuang Village. His eyes are as sharp as a sword, and all over him exudes a breath that belongs to the sword. It is Duan Zhishang ’s son, and he is also the No.1 in the Jianjianzhuang List One person: Duan Chen.

Duan Chenjian and Yang Tianzhao are also old rivals. As for Chen Zong, he was very curious when he saw it for the first time.

"Hahahaha, when you are on the mountain, you haven't even notified me about events such as the ceremony of receiving the apprentices." Some rough laughter sounded suddenly, seeming abrupt, ringing like Hong Zhong, interrupting Chen Zong and Yang Tian The confrontation between Zhao also attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, and seemed a little unhappy.

uninvited guest.

I saw two people appearing at the gate of Linshan Courtyard. One was tall and powerful, and was as strong as a hill. This is a middle-aged man in his forties. His strong body exudes amazingness all the time. The oppression of the air seemed to squeeze and repel the surrounding air. When walking, there was a whistling sound.

The pupils of the crowd contracted, especially Situ Zhan and Duan Zhixing. The feeling was clearer. It was a strong man, a strong man who threatened their lives, at least, a pseudo-transcendent realm.

As for the transcendental powerhouse, that is impossible, because the transcendental powerhouse does not appear at random, even if it is a ceremony, unless Lin Shanhou is also a transcendental powerhouse.

As for the young man who followed him, although he was also very eye-catching, he was ignored for a while. After all, he couldn't grab the limelight beside a pseudo-transcendent realm.

"Wushanhou, you are not staying in your Wushan County, what do you run here?" Linshanhou did not get up, his voice was not stubborn, and it fell into the ears of everyone, but it sounded like thunder.

Wushanhou, Wushan County!

The identity of this extremely strong pseudo-supernatural powerhouse is on the horizon.

A prince with the same status as Lin Shanhou.

The crowd quickly rose to salute.

No way, this is a dynasty. Hou Ye's position is very high and his rights are great.

"You take disciples, such a major event, I have to make time for whatever I say." Wu Shanhou laughed, listening to like old friends to send blessings, but everyone can hear the misfortune in the laughter kindness.

Yes, Wushan County is adjacent to Linshan County, but Wushanhou and Linshanhou are not good friends. In fact, they are old rivals and have similar strengths. It is impossible to say who is stronger or weaker, but they will compete with each other. It can't be killed, it can't be hurt, and the disgusting one's face is always okay.

This time, Wu Shanhou ran over to get the face of Lin Shanhou, and the way he hit his face naturally fell on Chen Zong.

"Coincidentally, I received a disciple a few months ago, alas, that's him." Wu Shanhou pointed to the young man standing next to himself ~ www.readwn.com ~ and the most impressive impression was A pair of arms is very long, just like the ape arm: "His name is Flying Ape, and his strength is not bad."

Fei Auntu's eyes glanced over, falling on Chen Zong's face, and the corners of his mouth were raised, full of provocation.

"Well, Lin Shanhou, let my disciples fight with your disciples." Wu Shanhou laughed.

In the perception, Wu Shanhou's disciple, Fei Su Xiu, is in the middle of the ninth round of strength training. As for its combat power, it is not clear. After all, it is difficult to make an accurate judgment without taking action.

When Wu Shanhou said it, it immediately became a bit subtle.

The battle between Yang Tianzhao and Chen Zong, who should have been Silverknife Castle, has not yet begun, but two unexpected guests, Wu Shanhou and his disciple Fei Ape, appeared.

So who is going to fight now?

"Hehehehe, it's quite lively." At this moment, another voice came from the outside, not as rugged and rough as a mountain hut, a bit sharp, and it gave a hint of coldness, like Overcast winds came, and coldness rose involuntarily.