Chapter 261: Red Blood Demon Sword, Song Lin Becomes a Demon

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and moon have no light.

When Song Lin stood under the wings of the ancient Peng bird, he realized that the phrase "covering the sky and blocking out the sun" was not an exaggeration at all.

It is a grandeur comparable to the heaven and earth.

He did not run away, because he knew he could not escape. He did not dare to run away, because a pair of eyes in the dark had locked onto him.

The invisible pressure was like the power of heaven and earth, making Song Lin dare not even move.

"It...seems to have recognized me?"

Under this gaze, Song Lin's mind went blank and a thought flashed through his mind instinctively.

Three thousand years ago.

The Fire Kylin blessed Yang Tianrui, and the Peng Bird responded by finding Han Qing to compete with him.

And now.

Song Lin has the destiny of a Qilin, and in the eyes of this Peng bird, he is probably the reincarnation of his past self.

For a while.

He felt something was wrong.

"Will this bird be angry with me?"

Just then.

The wings that covered the sky and the earth above the head suddenly flew away. It seemed that they only flapped lightly and reached the sky hundreds of miles away.

Wherever Song Lin's eyes reached.

Only a small dot remained of the Peng bird's huge body, and above it a fairy island was vaguely visible, emitting a little fairy light.

"gone?"

Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a ray of fairy light fell from the sky. He had no time to react before the fairy light sank into the sword ball in his chest.

Wisps of mysterious energy are entwined.

Song Linfu was very happy and sat down cross-legged.

A martial art from the sword pill emerged in my mind.

[Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Heart Sword]

this moment.

He seemed to understand.

The skills from Jianwan Qingyuanzi's broken sword were instantly transformed into a new set of swordsmanship. It became a set of swordsmanship that Song Lin could barely understand and use at this stage.

Among the countless complicated information, there seems to be a set of formulas for concentrating the mind.

"Control the sword with your heart, use your spirit as the sword... This set of swordsmanship really comes from the mountains, it belongs to the sword of the immortals!"

Song Lin opened his eyes.

An invisible sword suddenly condensed in his eyes, and the sword light pierced through the air, as if containing the sharpest edge in the world.

"It is worthy of being called the Immortal Sword. This set of skills seems to be even better than the Sword of the Mind created by Zhao Wuxing back then! It turns out that there is really a way out of this dead end... and someone has already found it."

Song Lin looked at the direction of the Peng bird in the distance and couldn't help but feel emotional.

This is a fairy tale!
It was a gift from the Peng bird.

Song Lin didn't know the specific reason, but speculated that the other party might be trapped in Nanmingze, the last stop before leaving Sanjiang, due to some factors.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted for three thousand years.

Because the sword ball was close to the Niangniang Temple, or for some reason, the sword light woke up the sleeping Peng bird. The other party left and gave him a little "insignificant" reward.

For Song Lin.

This is a blessing from heaven and earth. It gives me an extra trick to keep in my hand, which will give me more confidence in the future battle against Xu Canghai.

Boom boom~~
In the distant sky, precious light shot up into the sky and did not dissipate because of the departure of the Peng bird.

Song Lin understood.

Nanmingze originally had a rare treasure, which had been suppressed under the Peng bird for three thousand years and was only brought to the world now.

Maybe it has something to do with Jianzhai's sword pill.

"Go and see."

Song Lin stepped forward and disappeared in front of the Niangniang Temple in the blink of an eye.

In the vast swamp, the Sanshui Niangniang Temple stands quietly, as if it has existed since time immemorial. In front of the temple stands a moss-covered stone tablet with the words "Nanming" written on it.

A distance of a hundred miles is covered in the blink of an eye.

When Song Lin arrived at the place where the Peng bird had landed, the area was already filled with various creatures, most of which were birds that could fly very fast. There were also some snakes, insects, crocodiles, and various strange-looking creatures.

"hiss--"

A five-meter-long black snake took the lead in attacking Song Lin.

"roll!"

Song Lin shouted.

The sword of mind condenses between the eyebrows and penetrates the body.

Bang~~
The black snake stiffened and fell straight to the ground without any movement, without any wounds on its body.

"pity."

Song Lin shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

Compared to Zhao Wuxing's straightforward sword of mind, the Holy Spirit Sword Art 'Sword of the Heart' has many more mysterious changes. However, at this stage, it seems that no one is worthy of him using this move.

Because it is almost impossible for an opponent with a golden body to dodge the sword of the mind.

Even the magician of that time almost fell victim to this sword.

It seems that as long as the mind is strong enough, any life under the golden body cannot escape the punishment of the sword of the mind!
"Roar!"

A ferocious pig dragon stomped into the swamp and attacked Song Lin.

"go with!"

Song Lin's eyes flashed, and another sword of mind appeared.

The pig dragon suddenly stiffened all over and crashed into the swamp in front of it, splashing mud.

Song Lin continued to move forward.

Any creature that dared to stand in his way would be killed with one sword.

In just a moment, the swamp was filled with seemingly intact corpses.

this moment.

Song Lin seemed to be invincible in Nanmingze.

Waves of precious light.

A few hundred meters ahead.

A scarlet sword was suspended in the air, with deep red veins on the sword body, like liquid flowing in the blood vessels of the human body.

"Human soldiers?"

Song Lin looked surprised.

If I could obtain this treasure and combine it with the Blood-Drinking Knife transformed by the Sword Master, with two magical weapons in hand, I would truly be considered an expert in both swords and sabers.

"Wow—"

A black bird with colorful feathers descended from the sky, with thousands of flames burning all over its body, and it had the power of a god!

"Get down here!"

Song Lin pointed to the sky and another sword of mind appeared.

The black bird was in mid-air, its body stiff and falling straight into the swamp. Just when Song Lin thought it was over, it spread its wings and flew up again.

"not dead?"

Song Lin frowned, and the second sword of mind condensed between his eyebrows.

Bang~~
There was a sudden bang in my head, as if fire exploded.

The five-colored black bird screamed, and its head exploded in mid-air, falling helplessly into the swamp below.

"Sigh~~"

Song Lin took a deep breath and felt his head buzzing.

But it is a manifestation of excessive mental exhaustion.

"It seems that the sword of the mind has limited effect when encountering life above the Divine Palace. Unless you fight with all your might, it will be difficult to sustain!" Song Lin understood in his heart.

After returning, he must practice the Holy Spirit Sword Art - Heart Sword Chapter diligently to turn this miraculous skill into his true trump card.

Boom boom boom~~
All kinds of atmosphere were rioting.

At this time, not only Song Lin was trying to grab the sword, but all living creatures were fighting madly and fighting for it.

"Come on, let's see who will win!"

Song Lin took out a treasured fish-butchering knife from his bosom, which he had forged with a fisherman six hundred years ago.

call--

The flash of a knife suddenly appeared and killed the beasts.

For a while, all kinds of roars and screams were heard.

Within a hundred meters around the Red Blood Sword, every living being is extremely powerful, and some of them are even as powerful as Song Lin.

No matter what.

Although these spiritual creatures in heaven and earth are extremely intelligent, they are not able to cultivate and act based on instinct. How can they compete with Song Lin?

After a stick of incense.

Song Lin killed three more spirit beasts from the Divine Palace, broke through the encirclement, and snatched the Scarlet Blood Sword. He laughed three times, then turned and ran away.

"Roar!"

"Wow—"

Overwhelming herds of animals and birds were chasing him madly.

"roll!"

Song Lin turned around and swung his sword, and the might of the Destiny Black Bird exploded, immediately scaring the flock of birds into scattering in panic.

The fastest flock of birds did not dare to chase him, and other creatures could not catch up with Song Lin's pace.

Two hours later.

Song Lin ran for hundreds of miles and finally arrived at the edge of Nanmingze, completely getting rid of the pursuers behind him.

"Phew~~ How dangerous!"

Song Lin took a breath and stopped to rest for a while.

Place the Scarlet Blood Sword in front of you and observe it carefully.

This is a long sword.

The sword is five feet long, almost as tall as a person.

The sword was completely red, with irregular blood-colored veins all over it, just like the blood vessels in the human body, with red liquid flowing through them.

The hilt of the sword looked like teeth, and there were two black spots on the hilt, one in front and one behind, which looked like human eyeballs, deep and strange. At the end was a strand of black tassel, which looked more like human hair.

Song Lin held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and actually felt a blood connection.

The crazy Qilin blood in the body flowed faster and faster, and his eyes gradually turned blood red.

"This is an evil sword!"

Song Lin had never seen such a sword before. Even the Blood-Drinking Sword transformed by the Sword Master and the three magic swords of Cangjian Villa did not give him the evil feeling that this sword did.

"Unfortunately, no matter how evil you are, you are still a sword."

Song Lin smiled.

Then he cut his wrist with the sword and fed the Qilin's crazy blood to the hungry Red Blood Sword that had been starving for countless years.

hum-

A greedy desire came from the sword, madly sucking Song Lin's blood. Suddenly, a strange thought rushed into Song Lin's mind along the sword.

"Want to control me?"

Song Lin smiled indifferently.

He gathered his mind into an invisible sword and was about to strike back. Suddenly, the Qilin blood in his body began to circulate wildly, and countless crazy evil thoughts filled his mind.

"kill--"

Song Lin slowly turned his head and looked at the herd of beasts in the distance with his scarlet eyes.

Holding the Red Blood Demon Sword tightly, he rushed into Nanmingze.

A crazy killing spree begins!
The moon rises and the sun sets.

Nanmingze was covered in blood and the beasts fled frantically.

Song Lin fought with his sword from dusk to nightfall, and from late night to early morning.

When the first ray of morning sun shines on you.

Song Lin was startled and woke up from his confusion.

Looking at the bodies on the ground, with their clothes sticky with blood clots, he couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Did I do this?"

Looking ahead.

A bloody road stretched from far to near, littered with the corpses of various animals and birds.

"Tsk!"

Song Lin covered his chest and felt a pain in his heart.

There are so many spiritual objects above the level of Gangqi that one person cannot finish eating them all. It is such a huge waste!

"It's careless!"

Song Lin looked down at the Red Blood Demon Sword in his hand, a trace of palpitation flashed across his eyes.

He did not underestimate the magic sword, but he underestimated his own blood.

The mad blood of the Qilin combined with the Red Blood Demon Sword, the madness and demonic power contained therein is definitely not as simple as one plus one.

It can greatly enhance his strength, but it can also drive people crazy and possessed, unable to control themselves.

If it were the normal Song Lin, he guaranteed that he would never be able to achieve this level.

And now.

After a night of killing, he felt full of energy and his body was greatly strengthened. It seemed that the Black Dragon Pillar had been perfected. A small hole was opened in his heart.

The lung and spleen, which represent the elements of gold and earth, seem to have opened a tiny opening in advance due to the practice of Gengjin Bone and Wulong Pillar.

"Gurgle~Gurgle~~"

The blood in the body flows continuously like a river, closely connected with the magic sword in his hand.

"This feeling... the water veins of the secluded place!"

Overnight, he completed the practice of the Wulong Pillar and began the last stage of the Tongyou Water Vein.

The blood is like lead and mercury, and the blood vessels are clear and deep.

Once successful, one's strength will see incredible growth, and his water magic talent will be fully stimulated.

"Once you have cultivated the Tongyou Water Meridian, you will be able to open the water stored in the kidneys. If you work harder, you will be able to integrate the wood stored in the liver, and then you will be able to pass the Five Palaces Realm! When you achieve spiritual silence and your spiritual roots are deeply rooted, the five internal organs will no longer be the body's weaknesses."

Think of this.

Song Lin was suddenly full of motivation.

He was not in a hurry to leave, so he simply stayed with Nan Mingze and began to practice in seclusion.

It took three hours.

Song Lin collected all the spiritual creatures he had killed overnight, dug a hole, and stuck the Red Blood Demon Sword into the ground, as if to prevent small animals such as snakes, insects, rats, and ants from invading.

Subsequently.

Light a fire and boil water.

Why did he bring a pot to Nanmingze? Of course, it was all suggested by Yue Chongshan, the old chef.

At this moment, Song Lin deeply felt that the other party was foresighted.

Several days passed.

Song Lin devoted himself to spiritual practice and temporarily lived in the ancient Sanshui Niangniang Temple.

Every day, he takes various spiritual foods as supplements and picks all kinds of exotic flowers and fruits in Nanmingze.

Compared to those spiritual beasts.

In fact, Nanmingze's exotic flowers and fruits are the real spiritual objects, which are very effective in assisting cultivation. Unfortunately, he is not a cook, so he just stewed the spiritual objects he found in one pot.

Compared with Yue Chongsheng's proportions of ingredients, the effect is naturally much worse.

The only advantage is that there is more of it.

Five days later.

The corpses of those spiritual beasts gradually rotted in the humid environment of Nanmingze.

Song Lin was heartbroken.

You can only set aside one hour every day to look for prey and collect spiritual herbs and fruits.

February two.

There is only one month left until the agreed date.

Song Lin was isolated from the world, and his spiritual practice progressed rapidly. He successfully opened up the kidney water storage. Every drop of his blood was extremely condensed and as heavy as gold and iron. When it fell into the water, it could instantly dye a puddle red.

With this enhancement, the divine mansion's water magic and thunder elemental power also underwent a qualitative change. A single strand of it could cut metal and iron, and shatter rocks.

this period of time.

The outside world is also in turmoil.

The news of the ancient Peng bird's appearance spread all over the country. Then a piece of news came out saying that the Giant Whale Gang had the power it had today because the name 'Giant Whale' was tainted with the Peng bird's luck.

Now that Xu Haipeng died at the hands of Song Lin and the ancient Peng bird left Sanjiang, the Giant Whale Gang is doomed and its luck is gone.

March 3rd is the time of its destruction!
A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The concept of luck is really illusory.

It is a bit biased to think that the giant whale is related to Kunpeng.

But some people just believed such words.

As rumors spread, the Giant Whale Gang was in turmoil and was tacitly excluded by various forces. Many businesses were affected, and some mineral and aquatic products with rich resources were plundered by mysterious people.

This is a very strange thing.

It was as if an invisible hand was pushing it in the dark.

Those forces certainly wouldn't take action against the Giant Whale Gang just because of a rumor.

It was because during this period, the old fisherman and Jian Shiyi went to see some old friends. The power behind those people combined together was enough to influence the entire arena.

Coupled with the talent displayed by Song Lin and the vision of the Divine Palace transcending the tribulation.

The water in the world has gradually tilted towards Song Lin.

Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for March 3rd.

If he really had the means to destroy the Giant Whale Gang, even if it was just a heavy blow, many people would not mind secretly giving him a push to completely overturn this giant Sanjiang ship.

(End of this chapter)