Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Whether it is the power of the burning law or the use of gray fog, it is a huge burden for Lin Xuan now.

For example, the decaying gray fog can’t distinguish between friend and foe. Even Lin Xuan himself will decay and his vitality will be consumed rapidly.

Of course, this is also because Lin Xuan’s realm is too low and he cannot control the gray fog well.

He could feel that the level of the decaying gray fog was very high, and he was still unable to unleash its true power.

In other words, the Corrupted Klein Realm and even the God's Shadow Realm are far from its limits.

The power of the burning law is not only a physical burden, but also a mental one.

Lin Xuan could feel that when he began to burn the power of the law, he entered into an indescribable wonderful state, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest, and everything in the world was under his control.

In that state, he had no abilities and didn't need to use any abilities. As long as he wanted, he could do it.

But when he stopped burning the power of the law and exited that state, a terrifying feeling of exhaustion surged into his heart. His real body was drained, and Haijing's mental strength was completely burned out. If it weren't for his body in the dragon bone state, he would have fainted.

The fuel consumed to ignite the power of the law is his mental power.

But Lin Xuan did not expect that the consumption of his mental power would be so terrifying. What was even more outrageous was that if he had not ended the burning of the power of law on his own, he would not have realized that his mental power had been exhausted.

In that state, he couldn't sense how much mental power he had.

This made Lin Xuan feel a little scared.

He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if he didn't stop in time.

Lin Xuan set a threshold for himself in his mind. These two forces should not be used unless absolutely necessary, nor should they be overly relied upon.

Unless he is strong enough to use it freely without suffering any backlash.

Lin Xuan's consciousness sank deep into his soul and he came to the huge tombstone.

He looked at the 65% column with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

Bloodline purity 65%——Holy!

The moment the dragon text became clear, a majestic sacred aura emanated from Lin Xuan's body, which was difficult to control.

The sacred aura swept over, and even the gray fog became transparent, turning into a hazy white mist.

Lin Xuan opened his hands in a daze, and a pure white light flashed in his eyes.

And he didn't notice anything about it.

Lin Xuan was still in shock at his new abilities.

65% of the unlocked abilities are neither words nor laws.

It's like a command, a rule.

Under holiness, all evil will be purified.

This reminded Lin Xuan of the light grab he made on the Wall of Sighs after he used the power of the Burning Law.

With just that one move, the wronged souls in the Wall of Sighs dissipated directly, just like the description in The Separation.

The concept of evil in holiness is extremely broad and also extremely vague.

Whether it is the evil existence or evil objects recognized by the world, or certain abilities and forbidden places that contain evil concepts, they will all be purified.

For example, Cao Yuan's [Black King Destruction] is considered evil in the judgment of holiness.

If it is really purified, Cao Yuan will lose this ability directly.

Of course, it is impossible for Lin Xuan to purify the Black King with his current level, given his current realm.

But it's amazing enough.

It can be said that in the presence of holiness, many powers become ineffective.

This reminded Lin Xuan of Cthulhu.

If sanctification is applied to them, it may have unexpected effects.

Besides this, it can cleanse the evil thoughts in the human heart.

For example, if someone has murderous intentions towards Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan uses the Holy Discrimination, he can directly weaken or eliminate the murderous intentions of others towards him.

At the same time, in the presence of holiness, he can sense whether others have bad thoughts about him, which can be regarded as a disguised mind reading.

This is the most buggy point of Saint.

Whether it is material or spiritual, as long as the concept of evil exists, it can take effect.

Lin Xuan fell into deep thought.

The power of sanctification allowed him to further think about his future path.

The tombstone would not give him such an ability for no reason.

He further thought of what he looked like when he burned with the power of the law, with white cracks all over his body, evil and holiness coexisting.

Later, Lin Qiye described to him that one of his pupils had turned black and white.

He himself was completely unaware of this and had no idea what the change in pupil color meant.

But he knew why both the sacred and the evil auras coexisted.

The reason is the power of faith.

The power of faith contains despair and fear, as well as the purest gratitude and thanks.

These are two opposing forces of belief, and it is they that created Lin Xuan's current form.

If Nidhogg in Norse mythology represents despair, then does he become the embodiment of both despair and redemption?

Lin Xuan pondered in his heart.

He was thinking about his own path.

The blood of the Black King of the Dragon Clan flows in his body, but he does not want to simply become him.

He wanted to forge his own path based on the Black King's foundation.

And now, he has some ideas.

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"So, who is our teacher?"

In the white van, Baili Pangpang turned his head and looked at Zuo Qing who was in the driver's seat.

At this time, they were driving on a bumpy and remote road, which tossed everyone around and shook their brains.

"You'll know when you get there."

Zuo Qing did not tell him directly, but kept it a secret.

"Also, Commander Ye asked me to tell you that he spent a lot of money to invite that person here. If you don't study hard, he will break your legs."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly and couldn't help but smile.

Even a human like Ceiling had to go to his uncle's restaurant to help wash dishes. The price he paid was not small.

At the same time, Lin Xuan also had a faint sense of anticipation in his heart.

The Red Dust Sword Immortal, Zhou Ping, I thought he was so handsome when I first read the novel.

But if he remembered correctly, Zhou Ping seemed to be a socially anxious person?

"Slaying God, About the Matter of My Sword Immortal Being a Socially Horrified Person"

There was no conversation along the way. After walking along a desolate road, a military base appeared in front of everyone.

The sunlight shines on the alloy wall, creating bursts of cold light.

On the city wall were teams of patrolling Daxia soldiers, all armed with live ammunition and with sharp eyes.

“Are the protection measures so good?”

Baili Pangpang stretched his neck to look outside and sighed.

"They are there to prevent you from escaping, not to protect you."

Zuo Qing spoke, shattering Baili Pangpang's fantasy, and added in his heart.

"Of course, it's also to prevent the Sword Saint from escaping."

He had also heard a little about the Sword Master's character.

"Director Zuo."

When the soldier guarding the door saw the person coming, he immediately stepped forward and saluted.

Zuo Qing took out his ID from his pocket and showed his identity.

"Open the door and let them in."

"Yes!"

After he finished speaking, the soldier gestured towards the distance, and with a loud bang, the steel gate slowly opened.

Everyone got off the car and walked towards the door. Baili Pangpang did not forget to wave to Zuo Qing.

When the door closed, Zuo Qing leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face.

This van is pretty good, and these guys don't need it for training, so it should be okay for him to requisition it reluctantly, right?