True Martial World Chapter 629: Sound of God Waste

While Jiang Xiaorou led the members of "Sky Fox" to enter the soul grave, the deepest part of the Budo Alliance, in a hall, eyes opened in the dark, a man wearing a heavy black robe stood in front of a demon sculpture .

The appearance of this man in a black robe is hidden in a shadow. Between his brows, there is a scarlet scar, which radiates around, like a **** flame.

This person is the current Hegemon of the Budo Alliance, and is also the strongest of all the reincarnation of all blood moons.

He is the actual controller of Blood Moon today.

"The barrens have begun ..."

The man in the black robe said suddenly.

The Martial Alliance has not completely blocked many entrances to the soul grave, but once someone enters the soul grave, it will trigger the formation method in the soul grave and let the martial arts alliance know the first time.

Behind the man in the black robe, there is a figure standing. This man is a burly man with a sword and eyebrows. He is a candle dragon headed by Correct blood league four Young Master.

"I know."

The candle dragon gave a faint response. Although it is not necessary to salute the dragon in the face of the owner of the blood moon, the candle dragon has a very high status in the blood moon.

Among the four reincarnations of Candle Dragon, he once stood on the top of Tianyuan Realm, and even once took charge of the Martial Arts Alliance. He is a first-rate figure.

Candle Dragon is weak now, just because of reincarnation soon, he became a character like a flame scar man, but it is only a matter of time.

Standing in this hall, although Candle Dragon is young, his momentum is not much weaker.

"The moths just blaze at the fire." Candle Dragon didn't care, "I heard that the desert people have also made preparations and trained many young people over the years, but in my opinion, they are just evil blood. Food, and only the new female waste king, can arouse a little interest in me. "

Candle Dragon raised Jiang Xiaorou's eyes, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes. If the new waste king can be made into blood dan, it will certainly help him break through a level!

"You're right, tens of millions of years, it's time to settle our grudges with the barbarians, and your blood alliance should start!" said the man with the scar of flames indifferently.

Candle Dragon turned and left the hall. The Aran, he didn't care. For many years, the Aran had long known the location of the soul grave.

The barren are good at beasts, and among the soul graves, there are matrix methods that limit bone age. Not only humans but also wild beasts are restricted. Almost only young wild beasts can enter the soul grave, and those young barren The combat effectiveness of the beast is simply negligible.

What's more, this time Blood Moon will take out all the hole cards. This is the background they have accumulated for millions of years. The deserted people will undoubtedly lose!

...

Into the night, in the boundless wasteland.

This is an area that has not been set foot in a million years. Here, everything is quiet, like a paradise, a fairyland.

It's just that no creatures can be seen nearby.

At this moment, just above the dead ground, in a clear water pond, a girl in white clothes wins snow and a skin-skinned girl sits on the water.

Her dress was spread out on the water, but she was wet with water.

On the water, the breeze is blowing, and the girl is flying with long hair, like an independent fairy in the world.

She is Lin Xintong.

After leaving the tower, Lin Xintong and Yi Yun left, and went to Shenhuang alone to practice himself in the depths of Shenhuang and realize Heavenly Dao.

Unexpectedly, already is more than half a year old.

For such a long time, Lin Xintong's "Emperor's Heart Sutra" already reached the peak, and even already developed a trace of "chalcedony spirit" recorded in "Emperor's Sutra".

You know, The Emperor's Heart Sutra is almost tailor-made for Lin Xintong. She has a pure yin body and natural yin veins. Lin Xintong's practice of the Emperor's Heart Sutra is faster than Yi Yun.

At this moment, the sky is solitary, Lin Xintong is sitting on a rock, between Lin Xintong's hair, and a little silver light is dancing around her.

The silver light, upon closer inspection, is traced to the sky.

These filaments come together to form a faint band of light that pours down from the sky, as if the galaxy is hanging down.

The light band has been spreading for nine days, seemingly connected to the cold moon in the sky, and a little starry.

In this area, there is no daylight, and only moonlight stars shine.

The yin is not as strong as the soul grave in the far north, but it is extremely pure.

The soul of soul grave carries a wickedness that breeds ghosts, corpse kings, and evil spirits, which can devour vitality and make people weak and sick.

The yin in this strange place is like soft and cold spring water. It will not breed ghosts and evil things, but it can nourish some yin-like treasures and condense the energy of pure yin. Spar.

Of course, if the martial arts practitioners who practice the rule of pure Yin are here, they still can't bear the Yin here, including the powerful beast.

Lin Xintong is born with a unique vein. Not only will she not be harmed here, on the contrary, this is a great place for her practice.

The moonlight and starlight here are extremely yin powers. Lin Xintong is absorbing these powers here, and she feels and feels that cultivation is increasing day by day.

God's wasteland is too big. There are many strange places here that have never been touched by human beings. Lin Xintong also relied on her understanding of the law of pure yin and her keen awareness of the heaven and earth to the yin air. Got this Jedi.

Just as Lin Xintong was meditating meditationally, and she vowed heaven and earth to Yin Qi, suddenly, a faint light bird flew to Lin Xintong's eyes.

Lin Xintong's eyelashes fluttered, her eyes opened, and one hand was lifted up. The bird was falling on her slender fingertips.

The bird gradually dissipated, and Lin Xintong's mouth showed a slight smile.

"Yiyun ..."

This transparent bird, Yi Yun's note, although Lin Xintong and Yi Yun are tens of millions of miles apart, there are some special note notes that can still span such a long distance.

However, the note used by Yi Yun and Lin Xintong is of better quality, not to mention tens of millions of miles, even if it is ten times further away, this note can also convey the message within a few breaths.

This was originally a rune made by the ancient empress, the cultivation of the above ancient empress, even if it was just hand-made, it was extremely good.

Not only is it far away, but the energy fluctuations during transmission are extremely hidden and undetectable.

"The land to the north, soul grave?" Lin Xintong moved her eyes. This kind of female emperor transmitted notes with a huge amount of information. Yi Yun marked the location of the soul grave with the note, including soul grave. Many of the entrances have informed Lin Xintong in detail.

The information comes naturally from the memory of the masked person.

Lin Xintong turned her eyes to the north.

The North Pole ...

Lin Xintong's figure leaped slightly, her toes stepped on the water, and then she drifted away, leaving only a pool of water, and a circle of ripples gradually opened ...

…… (To be continued.)