I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 1820

"All the mad immortals exploded, and were used by the gravekeepers to carry their consciousness. The embers of the divine fire of transformation, the fragments of their origin, their immortal bones, immortal skin, and immortal blood were almost completely burned."

"Even the power that was useful to me has been completely taken away by me. This ruined Immortal Tomb is of no use to me anymore. It's gone, so what?"

Lin Xuan shrugged indifferently.

Wang Xuanfeng turned his head away. What Lin Xuan said was indeed true.

The place abandoned by immortals, the tomb of immortals, sounds grand, but it is actually just a cemetery. It was able to allow Luo Tongtian to achieve half a step of immortality, and they also obtained some relics of the dead immortals, which is actually quite good.

Apart from Luo Tongtian and Lin Xuan, the ones who gained the most were Lan An and Xu Zhengyi. The master and apprentice melted a lot of immortal skins, immortal bones and immortal blood. Their current state is a bit similar to Zhan Taichong and Shen Xin. The only thing they lack to become a wandering immortal is the accumulation of strength.

Of course, although it seems simple, it is actually not easy. The path to becoming an immortal requires huge resources, and many immortals cannot even make a breakthrough in their entire lives.

"Just how strong is my brother's combat capability now?"

Bai Qian came closer, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"I'm invincible!"

Lin Xuan spoke without thinking, and then, in front of everyone's somewhat horrified gazes, he continued: "And I haven't reached my limit yet."

The atmosphere at the scene was silent. It was obvious that Lin Xuan could still improve before reaching his limit. So what would it be like when he reached his limit?

Unfortunately, their knowledge is too limited and they cannot imagine it.

"How strong is the Gravekeeper himself?"

After a long time, Wang Xuanfeng finally opened his mouth to ask.

"Stronger than the Demon Lord, he is truly halfway to becoming an immortal, and he also possesses a minor magical power comparable to the ancient-level mysteries."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he also explained the magical powers to everyone. The questions that had troubled him and Lian Qingtian also found some answers from the gravekeeper.

The minor supernatural power is comparable to the ancient-level mystery, and it is a power that surpasses the immortal skills. Lin Xuan's dragon shadow once gave him two abilities, absolute control and the ability to make his words come true. However, as time went by, these two powers could no longer keep up with Lin Xuan's progress.

Lin Xuan guessed that these two abilities were not enough to reach the real supernatural power, and were probably just a little trace of supernatural power.

Perhaps one day, the shadow of the dragon will truly reveal its own unique magical power.

Lin Xuan is looking forward to it!

Of course, everything is based on your own strength, so improving your strength is the key.

Everyone was silent for a while. The crisis of the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm that had troubled them seemed to be resolved so easily. They were a little uncomfortable with it.

Wang Xuanfeng's face changed slightly. Speaking of the Demon Lord, he thought of Luo Tongtian. Luo Tongtian had left the Immortal Tomb before them and had already gone to the territory of the Lei Fa Sect in the Eastern Region. He might have seen the Demon Lord at this moment.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Lin Xuan's action.

Lin Xuan raised his hand, and the Immortal Whip that they had seen projected appeared in his hand.

Then, Lin Xuan threw it directly to Wang Xuanfeng. Wang Xuanfeng, who was still in shock, raised his hand stiffly to catch it.

"Old Wang, this is for you. It's a low-grade immortal treasure, one level higher than the top-grade immortal artifacts. It's suitable for you, the sixth old man."

"Immortal treasure!"

"It's one level higher than the top-level immortal weapon!"

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped.

Wang Xuanfeng was also extremely shocked, his true nature was exposed, and he had no intention of refusing at all, holding the Immortal Whip tightly.

"Buzz!"

However, at this moment, the Immortal-Slaying Whip vibrated and bursts of terrifying mysterious aura burst out, as if trying to break free from Wang Xuanfeng's grasp.

Thunder surged up, and the power of law around Wang Xuanfeng surged, trying to suppress it, but the thunder was easily shattered by the Immortal Whip, and the mystery of suppressing the power of law was fully revealed.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Wang Xuanfeng's face changed drastically. The hand holding the Immortal Whip began to tremble. His face turned pale, and his knuckles were cracked and bleeding.

"Lin Xuan!"

Wang Xuanfeng turned his head in horror, his eyes full of help. He felt extremely unhappy and felt that Lin Xuan did it on purpose.

"Hahaha……"

Lin Xuan laughed, which directly confirmed Lin Xuan's guess.

"Stop laughing. If you want to kill me, just say so."

Wang Xuan was in a very bad mood.

"What are you talking about, Old Wang? How could I have such an idea? It's because you are too weak. Xianbao is not good enough to recognize you."

Lin Xuanhao looked at him mockingly. Everyone stepped away and looked at Wang Xuanfeng with amusement.

This was a look of frustration on Wang Xuanfeng's face that they had never seen before.

Wang Xuanfeng was filled with hatred. He thought that he was a brilliant and feared man, and now he had even won the title of God of War, but now he was so aggrieved.

He was so angry that he couldn't hide it and was about to explode, but in the end his eyes softened and revealed a pitiful look asking for help.

"Be sensible!"

Lin Xuan exclaimed in admiration, his eyes falling on the Immortal Whip. Mie Shi automatically appeared beside him, emitting bursts of sword sounds.

"Behave yourself, or I'll swallow you!"

Lin Xuan spoke lightly.

At this moment, the Immortal-Slaying Whip suddenly stopped, and the terrifying profound power was also retracted.

This scene shocked everyone again, and their eyes towards Mie Shi also changed.

That has always been Lin Xuan's sword. It seems to have been growing continuously since the beginning, and now it has reached the level of a top-level immortal weapon.

But why does it seem like even the Immortal Whip is afraid of it?

As expected, the monstrous master also possesses a monstrous sword.

"Refine it quickly!"

Lin Xuan's voice brought Wang Xuanfeng and others back to reality.

Wang Xuanfeng couldn't wait any longer, and probed his mental power into the Immortal-Slaying Whip, starting to establish a connection with it and quickly take control of it.

"Uh, no!"

"Lin Xuan, the Demon Lord has arrived. In the territory of the Thunder Punishment Sect, my uncle has already gone there."

While refining, Wang Xuanfeng suddenly remembered the important matter.

Lin Xuan's face was filled with black lines, his figure suddenly disappeared, and a deafening voice came back.

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

These three short words caused the clouds in the sky to disperse, bringing with them a terrifying majesty.

Wang Xuanfeng and others' expressions changed slightly. They once again felt the horror of Lin Xuan, and envy gradually appeared in their eyes.

At the same time, in the territory of Lei Fa Sect, the Demon Lord and the old man in brocade clothes were standing in the air, and the pseudo-immortal treasure, the Sky-breaking Shuttle, had shattered and disappeared.

Their eyes were fixed in one direction, and a sword light suddenly came from the distant sky, and the sword intent soared into the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

"Ok?"

"The profound meaning of the sword, breaking through the air, etc... this aura..."

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the old man in brocade clothes, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

"Sequence position!"

"Half-step to Immortality, clearly just reaching this level, yet he has comprehended the Origin-level mysteries to a level comparable to that of a Sequence-level cultivator."

A noun suddenly exploded in the mind of the old man in brocade clothes, and he murmured it word by word.

"Born...Sword Immortal!"