In the Lin Family of the Imperial City, while everyone was chatting, in the distant sky, several extremely powerful sword intentions suddenly descended, coming from the clouds, the sword energy whistling.
At this moment, countless people around the Lin family could feel the sword intent coming from the sky, and couldn't help but look up to the sky.
"Such a strong sword intent." Someone felt the backflow of air and trembled.
"The aura of a strong man in the Fusion Infant Realm, and there are more than one." The eighth elder of the Yunze Merchant Alliance, who was standing behind the man in black robe, had a solemn expression on his face.
As he finished speaking, above the clouds, a brilliant sword light broke through the void and came down. Several more figures came from the sky. Their eyes glanced below, and then looked at the black-robed figure.
In the Lin Family in the Imperial City, all the disciples looked at that figure with fiery eyes and their hearts could not stop trembling.
The light of the sword came outside the Lin family, and a figure knelt down on one knee and said, "Lin Lin, the unworthy descendant. Rescue came late. Please forgive me, ancestor."
This sound penetrated the void like a sharp sword and spread in all directions, making countless people tremble.
It turned out to be him. It was rumored that he had the appearance of a sword god, the previous swordsman of the Lin family, and also the father of Lin Yige, Lin Lin!
At this moment, Lin Lin stood up, his eyes extremely sharp, looking at the black-robed figure, and his sword intent bloomed in the air instantly.
"Jiejie, here are a few more ants." The man in black robe said coldly, with demonic intent on his body, and a billowing dark aura rose into the sky, making everyone tremble and their faces changed drastically.
The man standing next to Lin Lin walked forward. He was wearing golden clothes, his long hair was tied up, his face was handsome, his starry eyes were very bright, and he spoke loudly.
"Your Excellency is acting too arrogantly. It seems that you don't take Sunset Empire seriously."
Everyone looked at the figure, and their pupils shrank suddenly. The divine spear Amaterasu, the commander of the Sunset Imperial Army, and the brother of the emperor.
I saw his hands forming seals, and his body released extremely brilliant divine light, turning into pieces of silver light curtains, dividing the entire battlefield.
"No matter whether you are from the Rakshasa Empire or the Moyun Empire, if you dare to come here to cause trouble, the Lin family will be your burial place today."
Countless eyes fell on that man. His burly body and explosive body were filled with wild power.
Commander of the Forbidden Army, Mobei Mountain.
Some people are well-informed and can recognize them at a glance.
"Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder, keep an eye on those sword madmen." The man in black robe ordered.
"Damn ants, it's not a pity to die." He shouted angrily, his expression became ferocious and terrifying, his body flew into the air, a terrible magic light shot straight into the sky, the magic clouds lingered in the void, the sky shook and the earth shook. The entire space seemed to have turned into a dark world.
Lin Lin took a step forward, and the glazed divine sword pierced directly into the body of the black-robed man. The latter's body exploded, billowing black energy bloomed, covering the sky and the sun, the power of destruction spread, and countless netherworld flames burned, causing this One world turned into a death purgatory.
Another huge illusory face appeared in the dark storm, opening its bloody mouth, and the terrifying storm swept out. Even the power of the Glazed Divine Sword was weakened. Lin Lin seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, unable to move, and could only watch. Watch that evil grimace engulf him.
Li Tianzhao's eyes were solemn, and he released an extremely sharp aura. Silver light shrouded his body, implying an indestructible meaning.
An extremely bright silver spear suddenly stood in the air, and an ultimate radiance bloomed from behind Li Tianzhao. It was the shadow of the gun that filled the sky, breathing out the ultimate killing atmosphere.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Spears stabbed out, and the endless shadows of the spears shattered everything, making them indestructible.
This is the secret skill of the divine spear Amaterasu - burying the sky, the spear shoots out like a dragon, and annihilates all things. At this moment, he has used it to the extreme.
The direction of the spear caused the masses of dark air to shatter, and the power of the roaring dark storm was greatly weakened. Beams of white light pierced the dark world and rushed outside.
Mo Beishan roared, and his body became more burly and larger, becoming more like a humanoid ferocious beast. His huge palm smashed everything and blasted towards the evil side.
There was no fear on the face above the sky, and the demonic air current swept across. A strange demon puppet appeared in front of Mobei Mountain, like a demon king coming to the world. He stretched out his hands and directly grabbed the thick and domineering arm that was blasted down, and then held it tightly .
"Traitor, get out of here." Mobeishan yelled.
"Boom." The demon puppet stepped forward, and then his arms suddenly exerted force. In an instant, Mo Beishan's body rose up from the ground, and he was forcefully lifted and smashed to the ground. The sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.
In an instant, the vast space was silent, everyone's hearts trembled, and even Li Tianzhao's eyes froze. What a domineering way, what a terrifying power.
"Thief, I will tear you apart." Mobeishan roared angrily, and a terrifying demonic spirit filled the air. His eyes glowed with golden light, and a phantom of Kui Niu appeared on his body, domineering and full of energy. A strange feeling.
Although Mobeishan has a human body, he has the blood of the demon clan. After fighting demon beasts for a long time, he has mastered many demon beast abilities.
Mo Beishan struck out with his right hand and transformed into a huge golden-winged roc. His sharp claws smashed down and tore at the demon puppet's head. However, the demon puppet faced the difficulty and stepped forward, fearless of the torn flesh. Half of his face, his left arm swept out, and the demonic power penetrated everything, shattering Peng Ying, and then hit Mobeishan's lower abdomen, causing a violent trembling sound.
Mobeishan's movements did not stop. After countless life and death experiences, his physical body had already become indestructible. His left hand violently blasted out again, suppressing the power of Kui Niu, trampling everything, directly smashing the demon puppet into pieces, and transformed into The dark air spread out in all directions.
The evil face was uncertain, becoming more illusory, and then came a brilliant light. It was a magic gun engraved with bright runes, which penetrated between his eyebrows. The silver light tore through the void, and the gun The tip has unparalleled destructive power, destroying everything it passes through, and its momentum is fierce and terrifying.
The divine spear passed through, and the silver divine light swept down. Evil faces exploded, and black blood fell from the sky. Countless faces appeared in this space, all of them were faces of men in black robes.
"The next time I come, the Lin family will be filled with blood." A voice resounded throughout the world, as if it was everywhere. At the same time, several important figures in the Yunze Merchant Alliance were filled with black energy and disappeared.
Countless people's hearts were trembling, it was so terrifying, even if three strong infant-melting realm warriors attacked them, they didn't die.
Mobeishan stepped forward, looked at Li Tianzhao, clenched his fists, and said hoarsely: "Old Lin is gone!"
Li Tianzhao glanced in one direction, and there was light flowing in his eyes, as if those eyes could penetrate the void.
"He is not dead, he is just imprisoned. The corpses are flowing, and even I can't see the truth now."
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Tianyuan College, Xuefeng Qinge.
At this moment, Qin Yuchen was sitting there quietly, with a handsome appearance and aloof temperament. His slender fingers were beating on the strings, and the noisy atmosphere of the academy did not affect his playing at all.
Lin Zixuan listened calmly, and he seemed to be transported into a wonderful artistic conception. It was a small country, with an unjust king and mourning everywhere.
The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the invisible wave of sound that had been permeating the air suddenly made a sharp sound. The flowing sound of the piano became chaotic, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low.
The sound of the piano penetrated the void, and Lin Zixuan seemed to see a swaddling baby who was adopted by the musician. Under his full protection, he grew up carefree and happily from a child to a teenager.
Finally, the young man's talent was discovered, and the elders of the Qin Sect came forward and made a ten-year contract, dedicating the entire sect's efforts to his training, hoping to send the boy to a successful career.
However, the young man was stubborn and allowed him to talk about lotus flowers and eat huge profits, but he remained unmoved.
The musician couldn't stand it anymore and became furious. This was the first time that the boy saw the musician swearing at someone. He gritted his teeth and smoked from the curse.
Finally, the young man knelt down on the ground, bowed his hands and bowed his head, and thanked him for his upbringing.
The old musician burst into tears and said sadly: "My child, half of my body has been buried in the ground. You still have a great future, which must not be wasted."
The elder helped the fallen musician, and the gentle spiritual energy entered his body, and helped the old man sort out his muscles and veins. After a while, bursts of ruddy color appeared on the old face.
It was at that moment that the young man strengthened his determination to practice. His demonic talent in music shortened the original goal of ten years of practice in half.
The kingdom banquet was even more overwhelming than the others, making the younger generation unable to hold their heads up. For a time, the scenery was endless and the momentum was as high as the sun.
Who said music is not popular? Qin Zong has a son named Yuchen.
The good times didn't last long, but a sound hit the young man's heart like a heavy hammer, smashing his pride into pieces.
"Qin Yuchen, you have secretly passed on the music score, which is considered disloyal. The elders of the Qin Sect have decided to expel you from the sect."
A piece of imperial edict wiped out the young man's confidence and bright future. This unwarranted crime made him depressed and walked on the street in despair. At this moment, he was despairing. What made him even more heartbroken was the person who loved him and loved him because of him. All the old musicians enjoying the glory and wealth abandoned him, and he became an abandoned son of the sect.
He was disheartened and wandered through one country after another. One day after March, he received bad news. In the name of the teacher of benevolence and righteousness, the Storm Empire conquered the tyrant and destroyed his country. Qin Zong also The whole sect was wiped out.
He cried bitterly, and the xylophone he was begging for in the street was broken by him. He was angry and cursed the injustice of the sky. He was extremely sad and happy, laughing and scolding Qin Zong for his deserved punishment.
That day, everyone thought he was a lunatic, a crazy man who talked nonsense and was crazy.
Unable to bear the torment in his heart, he embarked on the road back to his country. The place where the people had no livelihood became thatched and grass grew, and the splendid Qin Zong was in ruins. He found a letter and some other things in a rotten wooden box. His favorite candy as a child had simply melted into syrup and stuck to the envelope.
The letter read: My child, when you read this letter, I am no longer here. Old man, I have no regrets. I can’t get used to those days of prosperity and wealth. The remaining money bought you a good piano. And some of the candies you always clamored for me to buy for you when you were little.
Old man, I have no future. The only thing that makes me happy is that you turned into a dragon and took off. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.
The sect abandoned you because it already knew the inside story. You shoulder the important task of reviving the Qin sect. Anyone in the sect can die, but not you. You are the future of the sect and can grow into a powerful figure guarding the side.
My child, Qin Zong and the others have treated me well. Old man, I want to live and die with them. Don’t think about revenge for me. If you die because of us, I and the whole sect will die in peace.
Sincerely, don’t miss it!
From then on, there was no longer a madman begging on the street, and there was a rich and handsome young master Qin.
With the beating of the last note, the music stopped.
Qin Yuchen slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Zixuan. His clothes were as white as snow and spotless. His eyes were like stars, and his handsome face was even more dazzling at this moment.
Lin Zixuan was moved in his heart. He had never thought that his master's life experience could be so tragic.
"I have never had unrealistic ideals. To me, those are just flowers in the mirror. The most beautiful dream I have ever had is in which the people I love and the people who love me are together. Chanting a cup of wine and describing the secret love freely."
"Now that the turmoil is rising again, there are no quiet years in this world. There are only some like-minded people who guard the ideals in their hearts and carry the burden." A voice fell, white clothes fluttered, and Mr. Qin came down the mountain.
On this day, most of the 108 senior masters from Xuefeng went down the mountain together. The elders from Zifeng, Tianfeng and Lingfeng went down the mountain with the determination to die.
At the same time, most of the disciples of Tianyuan College were moved to death with faith and generously died for the college and the country.
All of this seems to confirm the sentence, whoever preaches and teaches people establishes a destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge for the saints, and creates peace for all generations!
