A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

Lin Nian stood on the back of the golden eagle, his figure was like a sword, and his eyes were filled with indifference. The Taixuan Qingluan Sword in his hand was like a pool of spring water, clear and transparent, but it contained a sharp edge that could split the sky and break the earth.

With a swing of the sword, the sword energy swept across, and the void trembled, as if even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not avoid it.

Facing such a domineering attack, Situ Tian did not lose his composure.

In his hand, the Void Mirror exuded a deep light, as if it had captured a galaxy, rotating in front of him, forming an indestructible defense.

However, when the sword energy and the mirror light collided, Situ Tian felt a huge and unparalleled force surging. Although he used all his strength, under the sharpness of the Taixuan Qingluan Sword, the light curtain of the Void Mirror still had fine cracks.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Situ Tian was hit hard, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, with a line of blood flowing out of his mouth.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and the Void Mirror trembled in his hand, looking extremely weak.

Seeing this, Lin Nian raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept across the Void Mirror like an ice blade, saying disdainfully;

"Situ Tian, ​​your Void Mirror is nothing more than this."

"In front of my Taixuan Qingluan Sword, it is nothing more than broken copper and rotten iron."

After saying that, Lin Nian took the sword and took a step. His figure was as fast as a ghost, turning into a series of psychedelic phantoms, approaching Situ Tian who was still stabilizing his body.

The intensity of the battle escalated instantly, and the surrounding air was torn by sword energy and true energy, producing a sharp whistle, as if even the wind was cut into pieces.

Situ Tian knew that he had reached a life-or-death moment. He suppressed the injuries in his body, condensed his most powerful strength, slapped the void mirror with one palm, and fought back with all his strength.

The two powerful forces collided again, and the sky and the earth changed color. Everyone could only see the interweaving of light, the sword shadows and the mirror shadows intertwined in the air, and burst out with deafening roars.

The battle has reached a white-hot stage. The spectators all raised their breaths and concentrated their minds, staring at this peak duel, with their hearts full of waves.

Lin Nian no longer hid his strength. The powerful aura of the early stage of the Heaven and Man Realm swept out like a tide, causing the surrounding heaven and earth vitality to fluctuate violently, as if in a thought.

The Taixuan Qingluan Sword in his hand seemed to come alive, devouring the spiritual energy around it, and the red flames on the sword body were like a raging fire, about to burn the eight wastelands, and the huge Qingluan phantom was looming.

"The second style of Taixuan Nine Swords - Furious Slashing of the Sky!"

Lin Nian's voice was like a cold north wind, descending from the sky, and his words were full of unquestionable authority.

The giant red flame sword condensed, carrying a raging wave of fire, and slashed down towards Situ Tian.

Facing such a destructive attack, Situ Tian's face was ashen, and he whispered;

"My life is over."

Sure enough, the red flame sword energy penetrated Situ Tian's defense, ruthlessly tore his vitality, and a generation of strong men fell.

Xuanyuan Potian and Liu Ruxue watched this scene from afar, their hearts were surging, and the two looked at each other, and they both read the undisguised fear in each other's eyes.

Xuanyuan Potian was secretly weighing in his heart whether he should wake up the long-sleeping ancestor to fight against this sudden and unfathomable strong man.

After the battle, Lin Nian calmly collected Situ Tian's storage ring and the broken fragments of the Void Mirror. These spoils were treasures that he could use again.

Then, he slowly walked towards Xuanyuan Potian and Liu Ruxue.

"Xuanyuan Potian, I meet you, senior."

"Liu Ruxue, I meet you, senior."

The two bowed and saluted, with an unconcealable uneasiness in their voices, fearing that the mysterious senior who easily killed Situ Tian in front of them would attack them.

Not far away, Elder Tianxuanzi of Lingxiao Sect saw this and quickly flew forward and saluted respectfully;

"Greetings from the second elder of Lingxiao Sect, Tianxuanzi, City Lord Lin."

Lin Nian nodded lightly and returned the salute: "Tianxuanzi, we haven't seen each other for some time."

"Yes, City Lord Lin, it's indeed been some time."

Tianxuanzi's attitude became more respectful. He clearly remembered that when he last met Lin Nian, the latter was only in the late Yuandan realm. Now his strength is hard to guess. Obviously, he has entered the more terrifying Tianren realm, and he is also an unparalleled sword cultivator.

Next to him, Xuanyuan Potian couldn't help asking Tianxuanzi;

"Sect Master, who is this senior?"

Tianxuanzi quickly answered;

"Sect Master, this is the City Lord of Lin City that I mentioned to you before, Senior Lin Nian."

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Potian suddenly realized that the person in front of him was the City Lord Lin that Miaoyin had recommended to him before.

Liu Ruxue was also overwhelmed with emotion. She had never thought that the City Lord Lin that Miaoyin mentioned to her that day was so powerful.

At this time, the Golden Eagle came with Lin Yi. It laughed and said to Tian Xuanzi;

"Hi, Lao Deng, we meet again."

"Hello, Holy Beast Dapeng"

Tian Xuanzi greeted the Golden Eagle respectfully.

When Lin Nian saw this, he knew the identities of Xuanyuan Potian and Liu Ruxue, and he had his own thoughts in his mind.

He looked at the two of them calmly, with unfathomable eyes, as if he had seen through the fear and anxiety in their hearts.

At this time, Xuanyuan Potian seemed to suddenly remember something extremely important. He turned to Lin Nian anxiously, with a hint of worry in his tone;

"City Lord Lin, there is still an ancestor in Qingyun Sect. The ancestor has been in a deep sleep. If he wakes up, it will probably be a big trouble."

Lin Nian just smiled faintly when he heard it, and his tone seemed to be narrating an insignificant daily trivia;

"Xuanyuan Sect Master, don't worry, I have eliminated Qingyun Sect on the way back, including the so-called ancestor."

These understated words set off a storm in the hearts of Xuanyuan Potian, Liu Ruxue and Tian Xuanzi.

The awe in their eyes was even greater, and they had a deeper understanding of Lin Nian's mystery and power.

Xuanyuan Potian was secretly glad at this time. If it weren't for Lin Nian's action, he almost decided to wake up the long-sleeping ancestor of Lingxiao Sect, which might cause Lingxiao Sect to repeat the mistakes of Qingyun Sect.

Lin Nian did not break his promise. Following the previous agreement, he casually laid a Nine Heavens Soul Locking Array of the lower grade of the Heavenly Extreme as the mountain protection array of the Lingxiao Sect.

Once this array is activated, even the strongest at the peak of the Heavenly Realm cannot easily break it, which is enough to ensure the peace of the sect for a hundred years.

Xuanyuan Potian was very excited. He immediately ordered the second elder Tianxuanzi to prepare all the array martial arts and three million high-grade spirit stones in the sect, put them into the storage ring, and then handed them to Lin Nian respectfully.

Lin Nian accepted these generous contributions and smiled slightly. He extended a sincere invitation to Xuanyuan Potian and Liu Ruxue;

"If you have time, you can come to my Lincheng as a guest. It will definitely be beneficial to exchange cultivation experiences with each other."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Nian jumped and landed on the broad back of the big roc golden eagle. Following Lin Yi, the man and the beast gradually walked away and disappeared into the clouds.

Xuanyuan Potian and Liu Ruxue watched Lin Nian leave, their eyes full of yearning for power and expectations for the future.

Tian Xuanzi thought to himself that after today, the legend of City Lord Lin will be spread among the major sects again.