What is a field?

The eight desolates, the four poles, and within the realm, I should be the god and I should be the master!

This is the realm, the only one of the third step of great power. Within the realm, our way replaces the way of heaven and overwhelms all the way. My way is the way of heaven, the way of earth, and the way of sentient beings.

The ultimate sublimation is just the first level of the sun magic, and the power of the realm is possessed. Ten days are spread out and ten days are superimposed, which is a hundred and maximum days. It is magnificent and vast, covering all the Tao and achieving the realm.

This is the Sun Divine Art, this is the realm of light!

The first level of the Sun Divine Art can achieve the realm of light, and the name of the magic art is well deserved.

At this moment, ten days passed away, and the area sowed by infinite light and endless heat was the area of ​​light controlled by Lin Huang.

This is different from the domain attack that Lin Huang had previously shot. It is just the prototype of the domain. Now what Lin Huang is holding in his hand is the real domain.

Within the realm, Lin Huang grasps the heavens, and where the light is, he is God.

The infinite light fell. Although it was only a moment, Lin Huang had already grasped the truth. His eyes were cold and he looked at someone coldly, "I found you."

With his footsteps, Lin Huang shot out instantly. The ten days of his palm rose and fell, soaring infinite light and endless heat. He was thirty feet away from him and was called a god in his drawing area.

Within these thirty feet is the realm of light controlled by Lin Huang.

As soon as the domain came out, everyone was competing for the competition. All the saints looked extremely ugly and did not dare to look back. They avoided Lin Huang thirty feet without any trace and did not dare to get close. As for the great saint who was discovered by Lin Huang, they had to ask for more blessings.

The man's face looked ugly, and he didn't expect that he was only one step slower and was noticed by Lin Huang. It was impossible to rely on other great saints to take action at this moment. He could only rely on himself.

Thinking of this, this person simply stopped hiding. He whistled, took a step forward, pointed his finger, and the incarnation that had been cultivated for three hundred years fell in front of him.

"Lin Huang. I am really afraid that you will not succeed! It is here that you have the advantage. If you are outside, I can kill you with one hand!" The man sneered, his eyes were cold, and his tone was indignant.

Lin Huang had no expression on his face. He was not surprised by his favor and disgrace. "Don't be anxious. You die last time before telling me about killing me."

The words fell into the ground, with a loud voice, and a faint sentence was unquestionable, and the man's face immediately became extremely ugly.

"Okay. Lin Huang. I'll learn your tricks!" The man laughed furiously, controlled his incarnation, took a step forward, and rushed towards Lin Huang.

Lin Huang held the ten days with one hand, his face was expressionless, shrouded in infinite light. In the endless heat, it seemed as if the god of light had walked out of unknown years, with cold eyes and ruthless eyes. He looked at the man coldly.

This person also knew that Lin Huang held his palm for ten days and formed a realm of light, and he was just an incarnation. He could not be Lin Huang's opponent in any case, so he simply gave up all the tricks and refused to deal with it. He reached out and landed on his eyebrows, burned the incarnation directly, turned into a shocking sword, and killed Lin Huang.

The sword intent broke through the sky, shocking the earth, and the sword energy was scattered. The mountains, rivers and earth were cut off with one knife, and it fell in an instant, pounced on the field of light in the forest desert, roaring astonishingly, and endless sword intent, which shocked people.

Lin Huang stood proudly like a god and nodded, "It's great. There is nothing else besides giving up the sword. You are the sword saint."

"Not bad! It's the old Taoist!" The man whistled, turned into a knife, broke into the light realm of forest, and instantly condensed, turning into a simple long sword. The sword was three feet, six feet, five inches long, which was as close as the number of Zhoutian. There was a blue dragon swallowing the sun at the swallowing mouth, and a white tiger roaring the sky on the back of the sword. The handle of the sword was wrapped in black and wolves, leaving only a little bit of the knife tip, which was as red as a vermilion bird.

This is the sword of the sword saint, the Four Spirits Cycle of the Heavenly Sword.

Lin Huang looked at the knife carefully. Naturally, this was not the real Four Spirits Celestial Sword. Although it was just transformed by a wisp of the sword saint, it was also lifelike, as if it was real.

In fact, the sword spirit of the sword is nothing but the sword intent, so it can only condense this sword, this shocking sword.

Lin Huang remained silent, but his infinite light instantly gathered, freezing the stunning sword. The light that was untouchable, as if it was empty, was frozen like frost. The sword that could break the void fell into the realm of light, as if it was frozen by amber.

No matter if you have millions of supernatural powers and endless sword intentions, it is all false in front of the realm. Because in this realm, light is the rule, light is the way of heaven, and light is everything. Others are evil heretics and will be suppressed.

Domineering! Only! This is the realm.

Lin Huang raised his head and looked at the frozen knife carefully, nodded, and exclaimed, "Good knife."

"Of course it's a good knife!" The sword saint laughed. Everyone knows that the sword saint loves swords as crazy as a knife, but few people know that the sword saint loves swords only, the Four Spirits Zhoutian Knife.

"I've heard your story." Lin Huang nodded, his tone was faint.

"You were originally a knife maker, responsible for creating a knife for Ying Chen, the First Emperor of the Ten Directions World. As a result, after three thousand years, Ying Chen abandoned the empire and took the third step, you are still building this knife. No matter what the world is, no matter how the world is, it will take five thousand years. On the day the sword is successful, you will become a great saint, take three steps in one day, shocking the past and present!"

The Saint of Knife is undoubtedly a legend. He is not a swordsman, but a swordsman. He is a knife maker who loves swords and becomes crazy. Because he is extremely crazy, he is a sword.

"You shouldn't have come." Lin Huang suddenly sighed. He felt that a person like the Knife Saint should not be mixed in these mundane things.

The Saint Saint sneered, "Be entrusted by others to be loyal to others. Since I have promised the First Emperor, I will come naturally. Less nonsense, Lin Huang, have fun with me! I am outside, waiting for you!"

Lin Huang's eyes suddenly became cold and ruthless, "Forget it, I'll give you a death!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Huang pointed out, infinite light and endless heat instantly condensed, peeling off the rules and suppressing all paths. In the realm, nothing exists except the rules of light!

This is the dominance of the field.

With a click, the Four Spirits Celestial Sword transformed into the incarnation of the Sword Saint was instantly broken and collapsed. Lin Huang kept his fingers falling towards the place where the Sword Saint was sent.

The Saint Saint suddenly roared, "Why should I break my knife! Why should I break my knife! Lin Huang, you deserve to die!"

As soon as the words fell, the Saint Saint rushed directly to Lin Huang as if crazy.

Lin Huang's eyes turned cold, his fingers turned into a day, and he instantly turned into ashes, and he directly killed the Saint Saint.

"Lin Huang! You shouldn't cut off my knife! You shouldn't cut off my knife! I'm waiting for you outside, Lin Huang, you should die!" The sword saint's roar came to an abrupt end.

Lin Huang's eyes were faint and turned a deaf ear. His eyes swept across the rest of the people, feeling the fallen and unable to grasp the other saints' confinement. His thoughts flashed in his mind, and his palms were held for ten days. He was about to step out and use the realm of light to find the other saints one by one.

As soon as the thought moved, Lin Huang stopped again, waved his backhand, and the world became bright again, and ten days passed away, illuminating everything and burning the void.

"Let's go." Wave your hand, Lin Huang carried his hands on his back, stepped out, and the lotus in the void was raised, and the collapsed mountain peak rose again. He fell back into the cave, and Lin Huang actually let go of the other saints and continued to retreat.

The saints looked at each other, not understanding why.

After a long time, the Great Sage of Changgong sneered and guessed Lin Huang’s thoughts.

"What a Lin Huang. It's really confident and arrogant."

The sword saint Wuming's face turned pale and nodded, "Very good. People, Lin Huang is indeed as you said. The general situation has come true and he has an invincible spirit. Before he took the third step, he has already regarded us and these people as whetstones."

"Everyone, it seems that we were underestimated by Lin Huang." Someone smiled and said, but the laughter was cold and endless chill.

"Very good. This is the first time I have encountered such an arrogant person since I practiced. Very good, very good." Someone nodded and was really angry. "It's impossible. Among you and me, someone wants to cultivate a spiritual body so that Lin Huang knows that we are not a person he can underestimate."

The saints did not respond, but their eyes were extremely cold and filled with anger.

All the saints are smart people, so how can they not guess why Lin Huang let them go? In fact, all the saints should have thought that with Lin Huang's means, they could kill all the people in the Seven Swords Sect.

As the saying goes, it is better to kill the wrong one than let it go.

They didn't believe that Lin Huang was the kind of person who couldn't do it. Now, Lin Huang raised it up and fell gently, and the saints completely reacted.

Lin Huang kept them not because he could not find their confinement, but because he was confident in his heart and had invincible confidence. He kept them, but because he was able to try someone to move when he was successful in his cultivation.

The saints were extremely angry when they thought that they had become Lin Huang's whetstone.

However, when practicing spiritual bodies, the saints looked at each other without saying a word, but no one could bear to pay such a price.

"Forget it. Since no one wants to, then that's it. I just hope to train my clones. Next time, I won't have to suffer this humiliation again." The Great Sage of Changgong sighed, swayed her sleeves, turned around and left.

The sword saint Wuming's eyes flashed. After seeing the saints, he knew that it would be too much to practice spiritual bodies. Unless he could be sure to develop a clone, he would not be able to stop Lin Huang. Otherwise, no one would be willing to pay such a price.

Thinking of this, the swordsman Wuming sighed, shook his head, said nothing, and turned around and left.

The saints dispersed, leaving only Qi Tian and others standing on the spot.

"The priest is not enough to plan!" The Great Saint of Swallowing Heaven sighed and looked down on the other saints.

The Great Sage of the Luantian and others did not speak, and looked at Qi Tian, ​​"Brother..."

"Needless to say. My intention is decided." Qi Tian waved his hand and firmly said, "You wait and protect the Dharma for me."

After saying that, Qi Tian coldly looked up at the mountain where Lin Huang was, and sneered, "Let him survive for another thousand years."
Chapter completed!