60: C60 Path of Invincibility

C60 Path of Invincibility

"Not bad. Your name is interesting. However, logically speaking, the name of a martial skill should be able to reflect half of the contents of a martial skill. What do you mean by all this? "

Lin Yang shook his head. " This is something I created by reading all the martial skills in the world. Each spear strike has its own unique conception. If you can't comprehend the conception, even I, the creator, can't use it. "

Zhao Zhenzong pondered for a while. "Up until now, I've seen you use three moves - Peerless, Peerless, Emperor and Vengeance. What else can you do?"

Lin Yang fell into deep thought for a moment. "That's something I've learned in my previous life. After restarting my life, I've learned how to use the Black Dragon. I also have some clues about Revenge and Revenge. "

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhenzong asked curiously. "What kind of artistic conception are these?"

Lin Yang did not hide anything. After all, he and Zhao Zhenzong were now in a life and death relationship. If he died, this Zhao wouldn't be able to escape.

"The blind dragon is the Concept of Darkness, and Wushuang is the will to fight. As for the Black Dragon, this move is based on my Martial Spirit, Destruction, Devour, and Bestowment. I've used quite a lot of this move, it's the dignity of an Emperor!"

Zhao Zhenzong nodded his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said.

"In that case, kid, I suggest you give up on these thirteen spears!"

Lin Yang was stunned for a moment. "You mean you want me to cultivate my Martial Spirit?"

Zhao Zhenzong nodded. "I think you know better than me. If you continue to do this, you will have to choose that path when you reach the Martial King Stage. "

Hearing Zhao Zhenzong's words, Lin Yang fell into deep thought. What Zhao Zhenzong said was right.

There were two ways to reach the Martial King Stage. One was to transform one's Martial Spirit, which was equivalent to a second clone. If one's Martial Spirit was not destroyed, one would not die, and the second was to completely merge one's Martial Spirit with one's body to cultivate one's Martial Spirit.

"Laozhao, I understand what you're trying to say. You're afraid that I will have to cultivate too many rules in the future. It will conflict with the Martial Spirit, right?"

Zhao Zhenzong nodded, but Lin Yang shook his head with a smile.

"Laozhao, you are wrong. I have the Chaotic Nine Revolution Technique in my life, and I have this powerful Black Dragon Martial Soul. In this life, I want to try the third path, the path that no one has ever taken before! "

Zhao Zhenzong was stunned. After a moment, he murmured, "That path? The path of invincibility, that is a broken path! Since ancient times, how many people have been able to reach that path? "

Confidence rose from Lin Yang's body one after another. "Laozhao, who am I, Lin Yang? In my previous life, two hundred years ago, I cultivated from a mortal to the Martial Emperor realm. In this life, I have such experience, such cultivation technique, and that path. I will join him!"

Sensing the confidence and arrogance on Lin Yang's body, Zhao Zhenzong laughed out loud as well. "Good, kid, I didn't misjudge you. In this life, let me go crazy with you!"

After chatting with Zhao Zhenzong for a long time, Lin Yang's heart became incomparably ethereal, as if the haze had been swept away.

After his rebirth, he had been thinking about the path he would take in the future. But now, he had finally figured it out. No, strictly speaking, he had just decided on the path of invincibility.

After sending Zhao Zhenzong away, Lin Yang also started to immerse himself in cultivation. His soul power kept increasing, and the lines of the Taiyi Soul Spell were being drawn.

After this period of time, he had drawn another eight characters, one after the other. His soul power had also completely stabilized at the sixth level of the Martial Spirit.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Early in the morning, Lin Yang opened his eyes and looked outside the cave.

A thousand miles away, a complicated formation was spinning and rising, and thick chaotic energy was gushing out from it.

"Everyone, it's time for us to set off!"

The four people in the surroundings also woke up from their cultivation. They had all reached the ninth level of the Martial Master realm, and Lin Yang had used the Spirit Qi Liquid to cultivate in the past two days. His strength had increased by another level, and he had already broken through to the sixth level of the Martial Master realm.

The five of them ran out of the cave, and Zhao Zhenzong's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"Kid, hurry up and get us a batch of Spirit Stones. During this period of time, the Spirit Stones in your white jade belt have already been refined by the treasure basin. Right now, other than your 24 stalks of spirit medicines, we have nothing else left. "

Lin Yang was instantly speechless. In his previous life, he was a loner. He was very poor, but he was still so poor in this life.

All of a sudden, his eyes turned red. No way, this old man wanted to rob the Spirit Stone, kill, and burn the golden belt.0

Thousands of miles away! The few of them had already arrived within two hours. However, as soon as they arrived at the outer perimeter of the formation, two young men in white robes stood in front of them, blocking their path.

"Everyone, this chaos formation has been occupied by the Sword Sect. Please look for another place. "

Besides these two men, there were also seven disciples of the Sword Sect standing up in front of the formation and looking at them.

Lin Yang went through the information in his mind. This mystic realm could only support five chaos formations, and each formation was enough for five people to break through to the Martial Spirit.

As for Ding Liang, Lin Yang didn't even need to think about it. He knew that Ding Liang had suppressed his cultivation base.

Every year, there would be a lot of people like him from different sects, and they would request the experts of their sects to suppress their cultivation base and temper their martial souls here.

Of course, they couldn't reveal their strength that was beyond the Martial Spirit here. Otherwise, the natural law of the secret realm would directly kill them.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Lin Yang smiled disdainfully. "I don't care which sect you are from, I will give you fifteen minutes to leave. We will take this formation! "

The two disciples of the Sword Sect flew into a rage, "Who are you? But you are so overbearing. I advise you not to cause any trouble. Leave now. Otherwise, you will die without a burial ground!"

Lin Yang ignored him. His eyes fell upon the young man in the middle of the Sword Sect.

"Hu Xu, what do you think? Should I give in, or not?"

The young man in the middle had a faint sword qi lingering around his body.

"Mo Lee, Mo Han, and you, Lin Yang. When did your Celestial Element Sect come to rob the things of our Sword Sect? Get lost to the chaos formation of your Celestial Element Sect. "

Mo Lee and Mo Han's faces turned ugly. They knew that Hu Xu was one of the inner circle disciples of the Sword Sect, and his cultivation base had already reached the fourth level of the Martial Spirit. This time, he was here to suppress his cultivation base and seize the opportunity.

Lin Yang didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense with them. He summoned the Nirvana Long Spear and pushed it to the side. Slowly, he walked forward, and the Qi on his body began to rise.

When he took a step forward, the hearts of everyone in the surroundings trembled. When the second step landed, the two disciples of the Sword Sect who were guarding him took two steps back.

The long spear was pointed diagonally, and a pair of sharp eyes pierced towards Hu Xu like a sharp sword.

"Hu Xu, you have to understand this clearly. If I talk to you again, I will ask you whether to let me or not!"

A trace of fear flashed across Hu Xu's eyes as he sensed this powerful Qi. However, he was about to break through to the fifth level of the Martial Spirit, and if he could temper his Qi of Primal Chaos right now. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *

He coldly harrumphed, and a golden-winged eagle roared out from behind him. Sharp sword beams shot out in all directions.

"No way!"

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