Inverse Sword God

Seeing Lin Xuan, Zhou Yong's whole face was distorted.

But thinking of his status as a second-grade inscription master, he suddenly sighed.

He can't afford to offend Lin Xuan now, unless his master comes forward.

"Brother Zhou, you must become a second-grade inscription master, hurry up and teach them a lesson!" Xing Tong was still there shouting.

However, when they saw a golden pattern on Zhou Yong's chest, they were stunned.

"Brother Zhou, could it be that you..." The bald-headed man asked suspiciously.

"I'm sorry everyone, I can't handle this matter." Zhou Yong sighed.

"Lord Lin, this matter has nothing to do with me." He clasped his fists at Lin Xuan and said.

"Lin, Lord Lin?" The surrounding warriors were stunned, looking at Lin Xuan with puzzled expressions.

It is not a simple person who can make Zhou Yong an adult.

Could it be that this Lin Xuan has an extraordinary history?

The bald man suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He was about to ask, but found that Zhou Yong had already run away.

Lin Xuan slapped his palm and put the silver robe on his body. The two golden lines on his chest were like sword lights, extremely dazzling.

"Second-Rank Inscription Master!" The face of the Xing family's warrior changed greatly, and the bald man almost jumped up.

They never imagined that Lin Xuan was actually a second-grade inscription master!

No wonder Lin Xuan is not afraid of them, no wonder Zhou Yong called Lord Lin Xuan, everything is clear now.

"Misunderstanding, Lord Lin, this is a misunderstanding!" The bald-headed man immediately put on a smile, but the second-rank inscription masters and the others couldn't afford to offend them.

"Let's spread out soon, blocking the way of Lord Lin, let's see if I don't kill you."

"Lin, please walk slowly, we will leave now." The bald man nodded and bowed, preparing to escape.

"Wait!" Lin Xuan said solemnly, "You want to leave now?"

Everyone froze and stopped reluctantly.

The bald man gritted his teeth, lifted Xing Tong out, threw it in front of Lin Xuan, and then punched and kicked.

"You bastard, you dare to provoke Lord Lin, you are really courting death!"

Xing Tong twitched for a while, holding his head and screaming.

He has the heart to die now, second-grade inscription master, killing him is just a matter of blinking an eye.

"Lord Lin, I was wrong, I have no eyes, I should be damned!" Xing Tong began to slap himself.

"Master Lin, you just let me be a fart and let me go!"

"Okay." Lin Xuan said lightly. "It's not impossible to let you go, it depends on your sincerity."

"Lord Lin, whatever you tell me, our Xing family will definitely do it for you."

The bald man hurriedly said, Xing Tong also looked at Lin Xuan with a look of hope.

Lin Xuan took out a piece of paper and wrote down a large string of spirit grasses.

"Give you three days to find everything on it and send it to the volcano training room."

The bald man found the paper and glanced at it, only to see that it was full of precious spirit grass, and he felt distressed at the moment.

However, there was nothing to show on his face.

"If I can't see anything in three days, I can only go to the Xing Mansion. Then, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Lin Xuan said lightly.

"Don't worry, Master Lin, we will definitely deliver it!" The bald man said quickly, and then left with a group of people.

Lin Xuan smiled and watched everyone leave, and walked towards the volcano training room with Zhao Xue.

He came to the training room again, and this time he wanted to remove the mark of the Purple Demon Palace on his body.

His soul force kept scanning, investigating the situation in his body, and with the guidance of the wine master, he finally found the mark.

It was a purple light spot the size of a pinhead, hidden deep within his body.

Lin Xuan couldn't find it at all before, but now that his soul power has improved, he can easily find it.

Soul power turned into an invisible sword energy, which suddenly stabbed out, smashing the purple light spot.

The golden lightning surged, forming a ball to wrap it and send it out of the body.

After removing the purple light spot, Lin Xuan felt a lot more comfortable in his body, and even his spiritual power flowed much more smoothly.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, he adjusted his state to the peak, and then took out a huge ice cube.

The cold air surged, and the whole room seemed to be frozen.

Inside the blue ice cube, the blue-haired man was motionless.

However, Lin Xuan clearly felt that the blue-haired man was still breathing.

"It's been so long, and you haven't been frozen to death yet?" Lin Xuan was greatly surprised.

"With your current strength, you should be able to display the slave mark." The wine master said slowly, "Do as I say."

Lin Xuan nodded, his soul force poured out and penetrated into the ice.

When he touched the blue-haired man, the latter's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a green flame was beating in the eye sockets.

"Seal!"

Lin Xuan's soul power poured into Qingfaren's mind, constantly forming a peculiar imprint.

Ka Ka Ka!

Green fire throbbed in the eyes of the blue-haired man, a terrifying aura spread, and cracks appeared on the ice cubes.

"Soul Sword!"

In Lin Xuan's left eye, a translucent sword energy gushed out, standing directly in the blue-haired man's soul through the ice cube.

Chi Chi!

Immediately, the green flame in the blue-haired man's eyes weakened a lot.

And Lin Xuan's slave seal was also successfully imprinted in his mind.

"It's done." Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunzhou, the underwater world.

In the huge crack, there is a palace.

Inside the hall, the bronze coffin suddenly trembled, and a terrifying aura spread all over the place.

The waves on the bottom of the sea rolled, forming a huge vortex, as if to tear everything apart.

"Slave mark!" A deep voice came from the coffin.

In the training room, Lin Xuan released the blue-haired man and stared at him cautiously.

"Master." An inscription manifested in the green-haired man's eyes.

"Yeah." Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction, it seems that this slave seal really works.

Suddenly, the blue-haired man froze, and the green flame in his eyes burned again.

"This is his body calling, quickly cut off this connection with sword intent." The wine master reminded.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the sword intent surged in his body, and the sharp sword energy slashed toward the void.

The invisible connection was cut off, and the blue-haired man regained his composure.

"Okay, there won't be an accident this time."

Yunzhou, under the sea.

The low voice sounded again: "Dragon Sword..."

training room.

Lin Xuan exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I am your servant," said the blue-haired man.

"I asked who you were before? Or who is your body?"

"The left envoy of Qingjiao." The green-haired man said.

"What's your relationship with the Netherworld?" Lin Xuan continued to ask.

"The Nether Hall is one of the eight halls of this sect." The green-haired man said slowly.

"One of the eight halls!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. As far as he knew, the Nether Hall once controlled several countries and was extremely powerful.

And now, it turned out to be just a hall.

"What kind of teaching, tell everything you know!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.

"The Nether Hall belongs to the Black Dragon Sect, and it is one of the weaker halls. The hall master is an old man of the Nether, and his strength has reached the realm of Earth Venerable."

"The leader of this sect, Heilong, has boundless mana, like a true god. He sits down with two envoys, four guardians, and eight hall masters. All of them are powerful."