Cangling World

"Tongxuan? You are still in the underworld!"

Just when the ancestor of the Xia family was proud of the spring breeze, a cold voice sounded in the sky, like a thunderous explosion, spreading throughout the Xia family.

Even if it is more than ten miles away, you can still hear it clearly.

Hearing the familiar, nightmare-like voice, the Xia Family Patriarch's body trembled wildly, with complex expressions of disbelief, fear, and surprise in his eyes.

In the horrified eyes of everyone in the Xia family, a figure fell from the sky and glanced at the audience indifferently.

That look, as if a sharp sword pierced into the hearts of everyone, made their spines chill and their bodies trembled.

"Lin Luo, why are you still alive?"

"You...you, didn't you get killed by Chu Qingge's self-destruction?"

"No, this is fake, who are you, and why are you pretending to be Lin Luo?"

The ancestor of the Xia family turned pale in shock, slumped on the main seat, his legs trembled, and he was unable to get up.

He didn't believe that Lin Luo was still alive.

The self-destruction of a figure in the middle of the Profound Profound Realm cannot be stopped by the Central Profound Realm.

No matter how strong Lin Luo is, how can he survive?

Hearing the words of the ancestor of the Xia family, Lin Luo's expression was always cold.

"Who am I? I am your nightmare!"

"die!"

He pointed to a sword together, and the sharp sword energy spurted out from his fingertips, as if countless layers of water film spread out, passing over the people of the Xia family in an instant.

As strong as the ancestor of the Xia family, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, and was cut off by a sword qi.

After half an hour.

in front of a mountain.

A plaque with the words "White Tiger Gang" written on it was chopped by the sword energy and exploded into hundreds of millions of pieces, falling like gray snowflakes, making everyone tremble.

The leader of the White Tiger gang looked at the person who shot, like falling into an ice cellar.

He never expected that Lin Luo was still alive and found this place.

"Young Xia, spare your life, the dog offends you, this gang leader will never hold you accountable, please raise your hand and let us go!" The leader of the Baihu gang knew that he was not Lin Luo's enemy, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Do you really think I'm here for your son?" Lin Luo sneered.

"Why is that?"

The White Tiger gang leader was full of doubts, but his eyes were a little unnatural.

"The dove delivering the letter."

Lin Luo only said these words, raised his hand and cut out the dense sword qi, like a storm swept past.

In an instant, the leader of the White Tigers and the other masters died on the spot before they even had time to let out a scream.

"Bold, stop me!"

Just then, a shout came.

Lin Luo's spiritual sense swept out and found a gray-haired old man wearing a simple Taoist robe running wildly, his eyes full of anger.

"Kill me to help everyone, you are courting death!"

The old man in Taoist robe is the old leader of the White Tiger Gang, and he has taken a half-step into the mystery.

It's just that he retreats all day long and doesn't know anything about the outside world.

As soon as he saw Lin Luo, the old gang leader folded his hands and shot a sword light as heavy as a mountain.

However, what stunned him was that this blade of light that crushed any True Qi realm was swept away by Lin Luo's sleeve robe and collapsed into a haze.

"How can it be?"

The old gang leader was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue.

However, what responded to him was a cold sword energy as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Pfft", the sword energy pierced through the eyebrows of the old gang leader, causing his soul to return to the underworld.

After destroying the Xia family and the White Tiger Gang, Lin Luo didn't stop, fluttered his wings, and headed to the capital.

The two supreme elders of Wuwangyuan almost killed him. How could he not avenge this revenge?

At Lin Luo's speed, it didn't take long to arrive at the Chu King City.

He was high in the sky, overlooking Wuwangyuan, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Wuwangyuan, the doomsday for you, is here!"

Lin Luo snorted coldly, like a meteor smashed down, smashing the signboard of Wuwangyuan into pieces.

"Bold, who dares to be presumptuous in my Wuwangyuan!"

When someone heard the movement, they immediately surrounded them, and they were extremely angry when they saw someone smashing the signboard of Wuwangyuan.

But when they saw Lin Luo's face clearly, his voice suddenly stopped, as if he had eaten a fly, and his face was full of fear.

"Lin...Lin Luo!"

"Aren't you dead?"

The people in Wuwangyuan were trembling with fear, as if they were looking at a demon.

"Step aside!"

Lin Luo didn't talk nonsense, he shouted violently, and the air field radiated, forming a ring-shaped shock wave that rolled forward.

Many masters were blown away, and the front of the mountain gate was immediately emptied.

Then, Lin Luo kicked his legs, like a sharp sword stabbing into the depths of King Wu's courtyard.

"presumptuous!"

A cold female voice came, followed by a sharp sword energy.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Lin Luo's eyes were icy cold, and he pointed to a sword, and a sharp sword qi slashed from top to bottom, smashing the woman's sword qi like a destructive force, causing a surprised voice not far away.

I saw a woman dressed in a golden palace dress with a grim face walking quickly, holding a pale golden rapier in her hand.

This person is the master of Wuwangyuan, Qiu Ruo.

Because they were worried about the lack of light on their faces, the two Supreme Elders only said that Lin Luo was using treasures to improve his cultivation, so that he could forcefully shake the Profound Realm. Although his own strength was strong, it was nothing.

Therefore, in Qiu Ruo's heart, Lin Luo is not invincible.

Qiu Ruo was furious when she saw Lin Luo smashed the signboard of Wuwangyuan, and immediately pulled out the high-grade sword of Xuanjie, and cut out the strongest sword mercilessly.

I thought that even if I couldn't kill Lin Luo, I would at least give him a slap in the face.

Unexpectedly, the opponent broke his strongest sword with a single blow.

"Qiu Ruo? Looking for death!"

Lin Luo didn't take pity on Xiang Xiang or Yu Yu, and performed a blow to cut the sky, the sword energy was as fast as lightning, and Qiu Ruo only had time to swing the sword to resist, and was smashed by the sword and flew out. After smashing a wooden building, he fell into the ruins.

"Lin Luo, when is the time for retribution, why don't you sit down and have a good talk!"

In the depths of Wuwangyuan, there was an old voice.

In the eyes of everyone's hope, two old men came with solemn expressions, both holding a treasure tripod with cracks on the surface.

The majestic Tong Xuan realm pressure was released, forming two fields, overlapping each other, blocking the void.

Although they said it nicely, the two Supreme Elders were ready to fight to the death.

At the same time, they were also very shocked, they didn't expect Lin Luo to survive in that situation.

Lin Luo's gaze fell on the two treasured tripods that were about to be shattered. One hand slowly brushed his waist and took out a sharp sword.

This sword originally belonged to Li Congshan, and its rank was the pinnacle of the middle-rank Xuan rank, which was no worse than the Qinghong sword.

"How about I take you to the underworld and have a good chat with Chu Qingge and others?" Lin Luo sneered.

The pupils of the two Taishang elders shrank: "It seems that today's battle is unavoidable, but this matter has nothing to do with Wuwangyuan, and I hope not to hurt the innocent."

"Don't worry, I will, but if anyone dares to stop me, they will kill me."

"Okay, that's it...kill!"

The two Supreme Elders took the lead, pouring a torrent of Gang Yuan into the Baoding, and together they made a huge palm print, with a strong breath.

"Guiyuan, cut the sky!"

Lin Luo suddenly shouted, his eyes were blazing like the sun, and he stepped into the realm of human-machine unity with the sharp sword, and used all his strength to perform a sky-shattering strike.

When the sword fell, the breath within a radius of 100 meters was pulled, forming a vortex, and in an instant, the power was gathered in the sword, and the momentum was fierce, like cutting tofu, splitting the huge palm prints that the two elders were proud of. two halves.