Son-in-law Dan Zun

The more difficult it is to practice as it goes to the back, and the gap between each realm is often larger.

Although Lin Tianwu was only one-tier better than Lin Tianhuan's cultivation base, the aura he displayed was completely different.

Luo Wushu had no doubt that even if ten Lin Tianhuan teamed up, they would not be Lin Tianwu's opponent.

Of course, that's all.

Lin Tianwu didn't see any panic or fear on Luo Wushu's face.

Above that handsome face, there was nothing but indifference.

It seemed that he, at the second-rank supreme level, was not qualified to make Luo Wushu's face show up in the slightest.

Lin Tianwu's expression became more and more gloomy, staring at Luo Wushu, gritted his teeth and said: "Small mess, you will definitely pay for your arrogance."

Luo Wushu shook his head slightly, and said helplessly: "What's the point of always saying such words?"

Whether it's Lin Xie or Lin Tianhuan, they have arrogantly said how miserable his fate will be, but what about the facts?

"Is it interesting? Soon, you will understand, won't you?" Lin Tianwu said gloomily.

His looks are not ugly.

But at this moment, it felt extremely hideous, and even the white teeth faintly reflected the infiltrating cold light, which was creepy.

boom!

The palm of his hand was lifted, and suddenly, there was an endless eerie power, controlled by it, and gathered away.

Even the dense fog that permeated the sky and the earth continued to converge away, making the line of sight much clearer.

Luo Wuwen watched this scene without waves, controlling the nine magic swords, floating in front of him.

Previously, he was not simply talking nonsense with Lin Tianwu, but was waiting for the sword to kill him.

In just this time, all the people of the evil witch cult who could see had died under the magic sword.

Or, Lin Tianwu's own hands.

"As long as the cult leader does not die, the evil witch cult will never be destroyed. This cult leader swears that among the next batch of congregations, there will be your relatives and friends." Lin Tianwu said gloomily, not caring about the evil witch. The death of the teacher.

A huge grimace, hideous and ugly, condensed in front of him, and swallowed towards Luo Wushu with his **** mouth open.

"Slaying!" Luo Wushu pointed his finger toward the sky, and the terrifying sound of killing once again burst out from the magic sword.

The monstrous magic power swept through, and the nine-handed magic sword instantly penetrated the void.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The shocking collision, resounding through the world.

Immediately, Lin Tianwu was horrified to see that the hideous grimace was directly torn apart by the magic sword, and it was riddled with holes.

"How is it possible?" Lin Tianwu looked at the nine terrifying magic swords in disbelief, with infinite horror in his heart.

It's just that Luo Wushu of the fifth-grade Tianzun realm, relying on the nine-handed magic sword, resisted his offensive?

"What kind of treasure is that nine-handed demon sword?" Lin Tianwu's unbelievable eyes could not help but show a sense of greed.

With his strength, if he can still get the nine-handed magic sword, wouldn't he even have the qualifications to talk to the masters of those top powers?

At that time, when will he return to the ruins in this gloomy little valley?

His stage should be in the wider Xuantian Continent.

"Die to me!" Lin Tianwu yelled coldly, and as the rumbling noise erupted, he shot one after another ghost claws at the same time.

The void, as if being flooded by ghost claws in the sky, headed towards Luo Wushu's burial, the terrifying majesty, even the heavens and the earth were discolored.

Luo Wushu's expression remained the same, as he controlled the magic sword and continued to kill.

Today's Demon Sword still has a trace of the will of its predecessor, and it does not require him to work hard to exert an unimaginable power.

The ghost claws were continuously shattered and annihilated under the devil sword, and Lin Tianwu's expression was not self-consciously sinking to the extreme.

How could this be?

"Fantasy Poisonous Anaconda!"

Lin Tianwu didn't dare to keep any more, his body was filled with the brilliant light of life soul blooming, the phantom and poisonous life soul was entrenched behind him, his cold eyes shining with evil light.

"It's this thing again!" Luo Wushu reminded Mo Fan and the others: "Don't look at its eyes."

"Okay!" Everyone nodded, not only listening to Luo Wushu's words, but also directly closing their eyes to avoid being affected by that breathtaking power.

"Idiot, do you think this is useful?" Lin Tianwu sneered, using his cultivation base to use the phantom and poisonous life soul, even the strong people of the same supreme realm will be more or less affected by the writing , Let alone Luo Wushu and others?

"Om!" The evil light bloomed from the eyes of the phantom poisonous anaconda, extremely dazzling, with a breathtaking power, enveloped Xiang Luo Wushu and his group.

"Fuck!" Luo Wushu scolded coldly, not a burly body stepping forward, facing everything for Mo Fan and others.

Dressed in white, hunting in the wind, the straight figure seems to be able to stand upright.

His eyes were looking directly at the Heavenly Illusion Poisonous Anaconda, and his eyes changed inadvertently, with an innate imperial intent.

Lin Tianwu's mind was violently turbulent, and Luo Wushu at this moment gave people the feeling that it was not a fifth-grade Heavenly Sovereign realm at all.

It is a high emperor who should have been born to overlook this world.

The deep eyes contained a meaning he had never seen before.

In the supreme state, in front of Luo Wushu, he seemed as small as an ant.

Luo Wushu's every move faintly carried the power of the emperor, which instinctively gave birth to a feeling of bowing.

"How could this be?" Lin Tianwu groaned in disbelief.

At this moment, it was the Sky Fantasy Poisonous Anaconda who closed his eyes first, and did not dare to provoke Luo Wushu again.

"An ant thing!" Luo Wushu let out a voice, extremely indifferent, as if it contained no emotion in it.

The nine-handed magic sword burst out of the air once again, and punish Lin Tianwu together.

Lin Tianwu looked terrified, and the Nine Swords Demon Sword enlarged his pupils with the monstrous magic power, but he could not produce much resistance.

And Mingxun Tianhuan Poisonous Anaconda, more like seeing a ghost, contains endless fear, eyes closed and body trembling.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Lin Tianwu kept roaring in his heart, and he didn't understand why the ever-unfavorable Heavenly Illusion Poisonous Anaconda Soul was so oppressed before Luo Wu wrote it.

Could it be that Luo Wushu is really a superior emperor?

But what kind of emperor can bring such a huge pressure to the phantom anaconda with his eyes?

"who are you?"

Lin Tianwu roared, spitting out a stream of blood, forcibly driving the Heavenly Illusion Poisonous Anaconda to face the magic sword that had come to kill.

"Do you really want to know?" Luo Wushu let out a faint voice.

That high emperor temperament is not his disguise, but a temperament from his bones.

In his previous life, he was originally a generation of Dandi.

Standing proudly on the top of the heavens, high above.