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Chapter 242: Luo Kun

"The last one, finally ended this boring battle."

As the figures fell to his knees in the distance, Lin Qingyun also tore a little torn apart and changed into a brand new robe.

I killed all night and all the unprocessed ones have been cooked.

It was also thanks to the blessing of that big explosion. Most of the strong people died, and the new strength on the list was not very good, which saved him a lot of effort.

At this time, it was a little dawn!

Lin Qingyun stood still, letting the morning dew fall on his body. At this moment, in his mind, voices resounded continuously.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the sideline: single blacklist!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement: Hundred People Kill!"

"Ding, rewards are given: murderous aura of hundreds of battles, soul of hundreds of battles, and battle heaven boxing."

An invisible wave of force came from a distant unknown area.

A wisp of blood-colored air condensed to the extreme fell into Lin Qingyun's body.

The moment the air flowed into his body, Lin Qingyun frowned and his whole body trembled unstoppably. The murderous aura seemed to be a wisp of ice that would freeze his flesh, his blood, his soul, everything.

In a trance, Lin Qingyun seemed to hear some kind of sound.

"Kill! Kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill all the million soldiers in Jiangnan, and the sword on your waist is still bloody!"

"kill!"

"I am a rebellious young minister, but I don't believe in ghosts or gods!"

"kill!"

"When autumn comes September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after the flowers bloom!"

"kill!"

A boundless killing rushed straight into the soul. Lin Qingyun opened his eyes. At that moment, the blood fell and the evil spirit soared into the sky, like a ghost crying.

"My body can't help but make decisions!"

Lin Qingyun shouted loudly, guarding the clear light in his soul. If he was destroyed by this murderous intent, he would sink here and turn into a walking corpse.

The evil spirit was rolling backwards, like a torrent, rushing freely in his body. His blood, his flesh, and even his fighting spirit were stained with murderous aura.

At this moment, another stream of air flowed in and entered the soul.

The fighting spirit surged into the sky and turned into a illusion.

The blood-colored world, the vast desert, a figure stands between the world.

At his feet, the wind and smoke rose in the desert, the sound of hooves shook the world, and ancient horns came from a distance, playing the battle song of heaven and earth.

In the distance, it seems that you can hear the shouts of countless people.

"Fight! Fight!"

The ancient figure standing between heaven and earth waved the sword in his hand. At his feet, there were already corpses everywhere, blood stained the mountains and rivers, and under the smoke of wolf, only his figure was eternal.

He whispered faintly, rolling the yellow sand all over the sky, and he said, "Pied on the mountains and rivers for 30,000 miles, the gods and demons under the sword are all ants."

The picture turned, under the cliff, on the strange road, one man and one horse, and flags fluttered.

The man held the flag in his hand, and the dripping blood gathered into a stream. His figure was lonely, but it was not.

The battle flag fluttered, waving the shouts of millions of people!

At that moment, although he was walking alone, he seemed to be carrying millions of soldiers!

"What a courage!"

Lin Qingyun could feel his heart beating violently and his soul was trembling.

The light flowed, and that ray of light penetrated into the body.

It is like a seed deeply rooted in the soul, subtly changing everything.

"Ba Tianquan!"

Lin Qingyun murmured, endless torrents washed away his soul, and under the golden light, the ancient characters were parsed out.

"Fisting without moves!" Lin Qingyun was surprised. The only word that those ancient characters said was war!

"Maybe I can't understand it yet!" Lin Qingyun shook his head. Even with the help of Dragon Heart Dharma, he could not see anything.

That word is close to Tao, and the birth of Tao aggregate is something that he cannot understand in this state.

Hiding that word in his heart, Lin Qingyun raised his eyes and felt dazed. After experiencing a baptism, he made some changes again.

His soul has also become stronger, and it is only a little far from the great perfection of the soul realm.

He looked into the distance and saw a black air flow and appeared and disappeared in the void, and a soul was hidden in the black air flow.

"Luo Kun!"

He naturally knew who the person who came was, but the former was following along the way.

The black air flow floated in front of Lin Qingyun and a figure turned into a shape.

"I have met my master!"

Luo Kun said respectfully, that kind of respect comes from the heart.

"No need to be polite. If you haven't seen each other for many days, your cultivation has improved a lot." Lin Qingyun's eyes were like a torch, and he easily penetrated the former's cultivation level, the Five-Star Dou Sect. Two months ago, the former's cultivation level was only two stars.

"Everything is the gift of the master!"

Luo Kun was a little frightened. How did his cultivation come about? He knew the most. The martial arts given to him by the young master in front of him shocked him. It seemed to be a soul martial art that did not exist in the world, and it was so powerful that it was terrifying.

He only practiced for two months, but he was worthy of devouring tens of thousands of souls in the past.

Moreover, the power obtained by devouring souls in the past would have strong side effects. Every night on the full moon, when the yin energy is the heaviest, you will be tortured by the residual resentment.

But now, there are no side effects, and his cultivation is a thousand miles a day, which makes him very grateful, but he also realizes the horror of the former.

Lin Qingyun glanced lightly and nodded, and had accepted this respect.

"After following this journey, what's wrong?" Lin Qingyun asked.

"Master, I'm going to be transferred back. A new person in charge will come here. The new person in charge is Wang Gang, who is a Yin-Yang man, with his strength similar to that of me before, and is a Two-Star Dou Zong." Luo Kun did not dare to look up and said quickly.

"Wang Gang?" Lin Qingyun raised his eyebrows, nodded, looked at the former and said, "When will you come? Where is the branch hall where you are located?"

He didn't ask the specific reason, nor was it necessary.

"Three days later, I will hand over his position with him. The branch hall where I am is located is located in Guichou Rural 100,000 miles away. There was a war there thousands of years ago. There were corpses everywhere, the yin energy was very heavy, and there were many residual souls." Luo Kun said one by one.

"When the time comes, I will contact me through the soul seed." Lin Qingyun said.

He was about to leave, but he saw Luo Kun still standing there.

"What else is there?"

"Why has the master not contacted his subordinates for so long? Also, how has his master's cultivation reached?" Luo Kun asked, his eyes bright and energetic.

"This... there is no task arrangement." Lin Qingyun said lightly.

In fact, he almost forgot that he still had three people in his hands. The life in the academy was so comfortable that he felt like he was living a seclusion. If Luo Kun hadn't followed him all the way, he would have probably left this matter behind him.

Speaking of which, the guy Crow hasn't been in contact for a long time.

With a thought, the soul power surged, but Lin Qingyun soon discovered that his soul power was actually isolated, which was beyond his expectations.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Luo Kun asked carefully. At that moment, he felt a trace of murderous intent. Although it was not targeted at him, it still made him frightened.

Lin Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly. This situation occurred unless the soul species was discovered, or the soul power of the caster exceeded that of him, the caster.

"It's a problem!" Lin Qingyun murmured to himself.

"I have something to do. Contact me in three days." Lin Qingyun said, escaping into the void.

"Although I don't know what happened, I'm afraid I can't solve the problem of what can change my master's color." Luo Kun shook his head.

The power of the master is beyond his reach. If even the master cannot solve it, he will not be able to do it.

"Master, what is your intention? The Soul Palace?"

Luo Kun shook his head and sighed, his body shook, and turned into a fog of black mist and dispersed between the world.
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