Can we say that a new disciple has the potential to be comparable to the elder martial sister!
Miss this, the face of the students raised a moving color, this won the bloody competition champion's existence, seems to be really not simple!
In the quiet waiting of the people, the eighth day came quietly. Then, the whole tianwuzong was a little boiling, because they just appeared.
Chu Lin still has no sign of coming out!
In the depth of Tianquan Lake in Wufa palace, a dark and beautiful shadow sits quietly on the platform. The surging mist of Tianquan comes out of the lake and twines around the dark shadow of Zhousheng, which is full of immortals.
Shua --
however, her quiet practice time did not last too long. A quick and impetuous wind came from behind, which made her frown slightly.
"Sister, it's over!"
The figure of a red skirt falls gently and runs to Zhao Mengdie in a hurry.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Mengyu light mouth, tone without waves.
"Do you remember what I told you about Chu Lin?"
"Well... Did he provoke you again?" Zhao Mengyu, green and green, scratched across the blue sword without looking at the other side.
"That guy got the qualification to soak in Tianquan Lake..." Zhao Mengdie hurriedly said.
"As a bloody champion, what's strange about winning this award..." Zhao Mengyu said lightly.
"Oh, that guy..." Zhao Mengdie anxiously said: "he has been soaking at the bottom of Tianquan lake for eight days!"
"Oh..."
Zhao Mengyu's calm face like a lake finally had some movement. He looked up in surprise, "that Chu Lin could hold on to the eighth day!"
As a person who has experienced the immersion of Tianquan lake, Zhao Mengyu knows the pressure at the bottom of the lake that day. At the beginning, she went all out and could only hold on for eight days. In this younger generation, it was already the highest achievement. Unexpectedly, someone caught up with her!
"That Chu Lin is not simple!"
"How can Chu Lin compare with your elder sister? She is the most powerful person in our tianwuzong generation!" Zhao Mengdie curled her mouth.
The black skirt woman nodded and said with a smile: "the scale of Tianquan Lake in wumie palace is much worse than that in Wufa palace. There is a big difference between the two. However, the silence of Chu Lin for eight days is quite good."
Zhao Mengdie's mouth slightly twitched. After a moment's doubt, she said, "elder sister, that guy has persisted for eight days, and he is still at the bottom of the lake..."
as soon as this remark was said, the black skirt woman's face was slightly hard, and her green long sword was pinched with green fingers. Obviously, the latter's heart was full of waves.
"He hasn't come out yet?" The woman in the black dress was stunned and raised her head, and her pretty face was dignified.
"Well..." Zhao Mengdie said with a bitter smile. It's hard for her to imagine that a arrogant and arrogant boy has such a good result in soaking Tianquan Lake today.
"So..." the black skirt woman's eyes slightly coagulated, it seems that tianwuzong has accepted a not simple disciple this time.
"Sister! You said the boy would not drown at the bottom of the lake Zhao Mengdie whispered.
The black skirt woman rolled a white eye, "Uncle Daobin always pays attention to the bottom of the lake. How can he be crushed to death, and no one has noticed it yet?"
Then, the black skirt woman slightly pondered, could Wu Mie palace produce another genius like Ye Xinghe?
"In a few days, there will be results. Let's wait. Speaking of it, I'm a little curious."
The black skirt woman turned her head and looked in the direction of wumie palace. Her beautiful eyes Rose with a strange color. She wanted to know what kind of ability this boy who had been making a lot of noise since he entered tianwuzong.
Wumie palace, Tianquan Lake
nowadays, the most bustling place in tianwuzong is the sound of breaking through the sky above the lake, and a Taoist shadow falls on the platform of the water surface, and their eyes are locked on the lake in front of them.
The story of Chu Lin staying at the bottom of the lake for eight days has now spread throughout tianwuzong. Even some elders are concerned about it. After all, among the younger generation of tianwuzong, Zhao Mengyu is the only one who can do this.
Of course, more importantly, eight days still did not come out of the movement, this scene let many tianwuzong old people suddenly.
A hundred years ago, the same scene appeared, ye Xinghe!
These old people, are deep eyes, looking at the direction of the lake Tianquan, "my tianwuzong, there will be a world-famous ghost again!"
Day 11!
The Tianquan source material, which was originally piled up several meters thick, has shrunk rapidly, but the deepest one seems to be more viscous and exclaims to be condensed into a solid.
With the development of the source of Tianquan, the pressure inside is also doubled. Even a strong man who returns to the fifth robbery of the metaphysical realm can not persist in it for a long time.
Chu Lin quietly watched the changes of the light group in his body. After all, in order to reach the upper level of the metaphysical realm, it was impossible for him to produce his own spirit. That is to say, the spirit living in his body was not his own, and it was very difficult to use it.Chu Lin has already guessed the source of the spirit. It is probably the "Chu Lin" before crossing. Since it can not be called, it can not be wasted.
"You can't be the soul of your life, then melt you into a tool!"
"Dissolve!"
Chu Lin released countless tiny siphons of energy, carefully polished the spirit of the group, the golden ball suddenly collapsed, like dough, gently squeezed into a disc.
As time went by, the golden light mass also had some shapes. Although it was still very rough, it had sharp waves and radiated out.
Carba -
the shell of Chu Lin's titanium body is still bright, but there is a sound of cracking inside, and a trace of blood is rippling from the corner of his mouth.
"The pressure will not hold up!"
The pain in the body, Chu Lin has been aware that titanium body is his strongest defense means, but also can not resist the pressure out.
"It's going to be faster."
Chulin whispers softly, and then looks again at the spirit whose body is constantly being cut.
In this acceleration process, the trembling speed of the spirit becomes more and more intense. It seems that something is about to be born.
Hua -
at the last moment of completion, the spirit suddenly burst from the body as if finishing the finishing point.
The golden light was surging, and it took a long time to disperse. Chu Lin was also moved and looked down.
In the explosion of gold, a pure gold object appeared. It was a golden wheel about the size of a palm, with sharp sharp teeth on the edge and shining cold.
Chu Lin repressed the excitement, looking at the wheel, a terrible pressure emerged from it, even Chu Lin himself was frightened!
This is a cutting tool made of Tianquan!
Although it is not a magic treasure, but in terms of lethality, it is far better than the dragon water spirit Cangzhu in Chu Lin's hands!
"I'll call you Xuanjin teeth later!"
Chulin smiles and lets the Golden Wheel lie in his mind. In the future, this thing can be used to surprise the enemy and attack the enemy. Its sharpness can even tear the defense of the six layers of strong people back to xuanjing!