Cangling World

"court death!"

Lin Luo's eyes froze, and he activated the Ziji Heavenly Furnace, shooting out a column of air that collided with that aura head-on.

The harsh sound exploded, and the two breaths were both extinguished, and they were comparable.

"The Peak King!"

Lin Luo opened his mouth and let out a cold voice, temporarily giving up the inheritance of the jade talisman, so as not to anger the three little kings.

He jumped and spanned hundreds of feet, like a giant beast landing heavily on the arena, staring at the figure that fluttered from the sky.

This is an old man of the Flying Clan with white hair and beard. The wings behind him are white gold, and every feather has a heavy aura, as if just one feather can suppress any prospective king.

"The ancestors of the Feitian clan have taken action!"

The kings who were hiding in the dark appeared one after another, staring at the terrifying figure in the air.

Lin Luo's face was cold, and he was always ready to urge the Ziji Heavenly Furnace to fight.

Without entering the realm of the unity of heaven and man, even if he drives the Ziji Heavenly Furnace, he is not much better than the ancestor of the Flying Heaven Clan.

After all, this is a top-level powerhouse who is about to realize the power of heaven and earth, and is only weaker than the Night Demon King's subordinates.

"Junior, who are you?"

The Feitian clan old man did not continue to shoot, the mighty spiritual consciousness swept over, and found that Lin Luo was covered with a cloud of suspicion, and his true face was vaguely visible.

"You are a low-level human race!"

The ancestor of the Flying Clan saw Lin Luo's true body, and his face showed disbelief.

"It seems that there is no need to hide."

Lin Luo canceled the effect of the Thousand Illusory Spirit Body and restored his true appearance.

The surrounding kings were stunned when they saw Lin Luo's true face.

The low-level human race is the bottom-ranked small race among the hundreds of races in the Hundred Races Continent, and it doesn't even have a king.

Even the last quasi-king of the present day is about to die and is in jeopardy.

However, in this weak and almost forgotten race, a terrifying figure like Lin Luo appeared, even the ancestors of the Flying Clan could be shaken.

What the **** does this happen?

Many kings became more and more confused.

"Lower human race, who kills my great-grandson and abolishes the king of our clan, must apologize with death! Even your entire clan must pay the price of extermination!"

The ancestors of the Feitian clan shook their heads, with infinite murderous intentions in their eyes.

"Destroy my human race?"

Lin Luo had killing intent in his eyes.

As the former master of Taixu, he ruled the Tianyuan Realm and shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending against the invasion of foreign enemies such as demons and evil races.

Today, after hearing the mad words of the ancestors of the Feitian Clan, he decided not to hold back.

"Since you want to destroy my human race, then I will destroy you first!"

Lin Luo raised his left arm, and the imprint of the purple stove on his wrist burst out with endless radiance, condensing into a purple stove with a height of about a foot.

Long before entering Kowloon City, he had put the Ziji Heavenly Furnace into his left arm and turned it into a totem to hide.

Now, in order to exert the full strength of this heavenly soldier, it has to be taken out.

"Respect the King's Divine Soldier!"

The kings stared at the Ziji Heavenly Furnace, all retreating in horror.

As strong as the ancestor of the Feitian clan, his complexion also changed suddenly.

But soon, he sneered: "It turned out to be relying on the king's magic weapon, but how much power can you exert?"

"When this king kills you and captures the King's Divine Armament, I can keep my Flying Clan prosperous forever." The ancestor of the Flying Clan laughed and used all his strength to hit a huge hook.

Before the giant claws fell, the sharp breath left five scratches on the ring, and the surrounding kings retreated one after another, their faces horrified.

"Destroy me?"

"joke!"

"Today, I want you to be removed from the Flying Clan!"

Lin Luo stood on the spot like a majestic giant peak, stepping into the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

The terrifying aura shocked the whole city, and all the creatures of all races lay on the ground, shivering.

Even from a hundred miles away, you can see this sharp blade that separates the sky. If you see the gods descend to the earth, you will kneel down in awe.

"The realm of the unity of heaven and man!"

The eyelids of the Feitian Clan ancestor jumped, and he turned around and fled, but he found that he was locked by the Ziji Heavenly Furnace and could not escape.

Watching the sharp blade slash down, he was frightened and tried his best to resist.

However, he still underestimated the power of the heavenly soldiers.

I saw the sharp blade mercilessly slashed, and under the terrified eyes of countless people, they simply and neatly split the Feitian clan ancestor in half.

A generation of peak kings, fall!

All the creatures in the city looked at this scene, their faces turned ashen.

"Flying Clan, let's go out today!"

Lin Luo held the Ziji Heavenly Furnace, and a few ups and downs caught up with a king of the Flying Clan, shooting a purple light that penetrated his dantian.

"Where is the ancestral land of your family?"

"This king will never say anything!"

"Then die!"

Lin Luo stepped down and sent the King of the Flying Clan to the West.

Then, he let go of his spiritual sense and searched for the Feitian clan in the city.

In just half a column of incense, the kings and masters of the Flying Clan who fled in all directions were killed by shock, and none of them survived.

All of their Fei Peng bloodlines were deprived by Lin Luo.

After doing all this, Lin Luo did not continue to kill.

Almost all the kings of the Flying Heaven clan today have been killed, and there are not many remaining masters of the spirit realm comparable to the real qi realm.

Even if Lin Luo doesn't do anything, after this battle is over, there will be races that have been oppressed by the Feitian Clan.

Not long after, Lin Luo returned to the majestic altar.

He looked at Lingquan aloft, and then looked at the four pale-faced altar guardians, and said, "Then, now that there are no flies in the way, it's time to solve the problem."

Although he was very afraid of Lin Luo, a certain altar guardian had to stand up and said solemnly: "Young man of the human race, even if you are very powerful, you can destroy the Feitian Clan, but you must know that Lingquan is the most powerful person in the whole city and even the entire continent. The foundation, if you dare to do it, you will be immortal with millions of creatures on the entire continent!"

The voice of the king of the altar was loud, and it spread throughout the city of Hundred Clan.

Even if the kings of all races were reluctant, they rushed forward.

Looking at the hundreds of kings of various ethnic groups, Lin Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he said loudly, "I am here not for the spiritual spring, but for that jade talisman."

Hearing that it was not for Lingquan, the kings felt relieved.

When I heard that it was for the jade talisman, some kings took a step forward and said loudly: "The jade talisman is the eye of the transmutation formation. If you take it away, then the geniuses of all ethnic groups will no longer be able to be baptized. This matter No way!"

"Yes, no!"

Other kings also spoke out against it.

The king of the altar also said: "Youth of the human race, we can make an exception to let you enter the spiritual spring for a baptism of mortal transformation, but the jade talisman must not be taken away!"

After winning a hundred battles in the arena, and being named a battle queen, you can enter the spiritual spring. Under the baptism of the mortal transformation, whether it is aptitude, understanding, combat power, or physical body, you will get a comprehensive improvement.

For all the clans in Hundred Clan City, although the significance of the Transcending Mortal Formation is not as important as Lingquan, it is also very important.

Because this is the foundation of creating top geniuses.

And top geniuses have the potential to become kings.

Losing the jade talisman is equivalent to losing the future king.

The three venerable kings dormant in the dark were also baptized by the transcending mortal formation before they soared into the sky, breaking their own limits and achieving the position of venerable kings.