The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, a thought is overwhelming the sky to avenge the blood, the hatred has been lost, the relatives have died, and your Taoism has not been changed.
When he was a child, Luo Xingchen was clever and wise. Since he was a child, he knew Lixian Corporal. He treated Luo's elders and even the guards and servants equally, never teasing or bullying.
At that time, he probably didn't expect that because of obsession, he would embark on a path of no return.
The vicissitudes of the world, changeable, and now he has long been reborn, beautifully transformed.
He once said that he doesn't like killing people, or even practicing.
Now, he had to embark on such a path, and never regret it for a lifetime.
Why does he practice? It's not for smashing the wind and the wind, but for everyone he loves!
Don't mention the past, life has been stormy, his heart is getting colder towards enemies, and his friends have never changed...
The legacy left by the Lin clan of the war clan, they dug for three days and three nights, and used countless space rings, and the tens of thousands of meters of Shenhai opened by the domain masters, they barely installed them.
Among them, there is a volume of ancient drawings and a volume of documents, tied together, which is very important.
Zhu Qiang stayed here, gathered in a group, studied carefully, and became more and more surprised.
"A good war clan, Lin, it turns out that the reason why they can hoard so many resources is because they captured the soul of a tomb raider in Chaos Demon Abyss, and planted a soul-stimulating curse to search around."
Yang Mingxuan frowned, his eyes full of murderousness, he calmed his face and thought to himself that Luo Xingchen's punishment was still too light. If he was given a few more thousand years to advance him to the true god of half a step, he would let the Lin clan of the war clan, Die worse!
"It's really a shame to steal Saint Wen Tao."
Yin Liufeng sighed casually.
The faces of everyone were solemn, and some of them had strange expressions on their faces, which were also hidden, not so noticeable.
This is Ling Ying, the thief of Blue Wind Continent!
There are drops of cold sweat on his whole face, his face is overflowing, his breathing is stagnant, he breathes and he breathes, like a beast.
In those red eyes, there was anger, melancholy, and loss.
He was almost about to look up to the sky and roar, go to the sky, why tortured him like a master like a master, the old thief Sheng Wentao, that is his master!
People are dead, and they have to endure the torture of being inhumane and ghostly, being used as a treasure hunting machine by the Lin clan of the war clan, even resting under the Jiuquan, can't do it.
But, no matter how angry, what else? The man was already dead, and the Lin clan of the war clan was also preempted by Luo Xingchen to be annihilated.
He really regrets now, why didn't he obliterate more people from the war clan, these people deserve a thousand cuts!
Immediately afterwards, Yang Mingxuan said another sentence: "It turns out that the Lin clan of the war clan found an extremely secret crypt with the will of the prehistoric gods, and only recognizes luck and talent. The Lin clan of the war clan, only Lin Zhan Tian, up to the standard, there are still many inheritances left, whoever enters and who died!
The map is here, it should be a certain high-level plane.
The people there, the Lin clan of the war clan, had been slaughtered in order to conceal the truth.
Also, the remnant soul of Pirate Saint Wentao was suppressed there. I don't know if it will exist. "
Ling Ying held her breath, with endless desire in her eyes.
"Senior, I want to go for a break."
Ling Ying's words reached everyone's ears.
Yang Mingxuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, this matter needs to be discussed in the long term.
You guys, the talent should be enough.
It's very dangerous there, but it's also a chance. You can find more of your friends, go in and out, and you can take care of each other. "
Ling Ying was silent, nodded, and stopped talking.
Someone could feel his red eyes, his struggling face, and their heavy heart.
Luo Xingchen is the one who knows this matter best.
After he heard it, his expression was the same solemnly: "Ling Ying, are you still unrequited? The one who framed your parents should be an ordinary imperial power.
Find a chance, I will walk with you. "
Ling Ying shook her head: "It's important to find the master. No matter if his old man is still or not, I have to find him. I have to see people when I live, and the corpse when I die.
As for revenge, I will do it myself. "
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Returning full of rewards, the helpers of the major forces left in a hurry, leaving behind them, young people, and Li Changsheng as their guards, searching in this vast and vast super plane, maybe they will have some discoveries.
In this vast place, some powerful forces have also learned the methods of the war clan Lin Clan, forcing the mortal children under their domain to practice.
Everyone in the Zhan Clan plane cultivates martial arts, although it has achieved the effect of strengthening the body, but it has caused the people to lose their lives.
Some geniuses figured out the correct way to practice, and then they rose up step by step.
Some people with dull aptitudes, even if they practice, may be beaten back to their original form and become useless with all limbs.
What's even worse is that the family has fallen into disrepair, and the six relatives do not recognize it.
The Lin clan of the war clan, the people don't make a living.
They fell from the sky and happened to land in a village.
In the village, young and old, their eyes were dull and trembling all over.
They all knelt down, bowed their heads for peace, and cried loudly: "My sirs, please be kind! My son has already gone, and my grandson is only six years old. I don't know how to practice. I don't know how to practice..."
"My lord, I only have such a daughter. She is still young and ignorant. Just let her go. I beg you! Uuuuu..."
This is the voice of sorrow everywhere, this is the feeling of desolation and helplessness.
It shows that the Lin clan of the war clan is really heinous and crushes the people. How can we talk about vitality and the future
The fourteen-year-old girl was wiping her tears, and the five- or six-year-old Xiaodian had a cute face.
The old woman was trembling, and the woman in her forties was beaten to blood.
Luo Xingchen felt inexplicable pain in his heart! With tears streaming down, he walked over and gently helped the people who were kneeling on the ground.
Jian stunned them with a smile, and kindly helped them up one by one, everyone's eyes were moistened.
"Everyone, what you are most afraid of should be the Lin clan of the war clan. They have been destroyed. From now on, no one will come to force your relatives to practice.
You can be ordinary people in your life, leave early and return late, weaving cloth and plowing the fields.
You are set free. "
One by one, they all looked dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
At this time, an old man over a hundred years old, walking on crutches, staggered.
He looked at Luo Xingchen with turbid eyes, and muttered: "This, how come you look so like that living Bodhisattva? Could it be, what is your relationship with her?"
Luo Xingchen was stunned, then bowed: "Old man, my name is Luo Xingchen, and my mother is Lin Yuxian."
"Huh? Yuxian? Yuxian? Cough cough... Yes! That's right! She is called Yuxian Bodhisattva! Are you her child? All grown up like this. Alas..."
This old man, recalling the past, told about the living Bodhisattva who helped the people in the world. When she was still there, those warriors who were aloof would have to give a little bit of face.
Their village was preserved.
Everyone admired Luo Xingchen's poor mother who died young.
For the destruction of the war clan Lin, I felt more and more deserved it.
Everything, it's time to end, the source of evil has disappeared...
Luo Xingchen returned to the Tianhuang Temple.
Along the way, he was thinking about a question. In the past, the spiritual world was not as fragmented as it is now.
If the entire spiritual world is connected together without plane suppression, is it more good or bad
The people of the world don't have the power to bind a chicken, any warrior, even if there is still a trace of humanity, even if there is still a little bit of reason.
They, just idle, have to start with some ordinary people
Moreover, the strong shot must be for profit. In a huge plane, the aura of heaven and earth cannot be distributed so evenly.
The ruins will only choose a richer environment in order to keep the aura for thousands of years.
Therefore, after the spiritual world is united, will the order become chaotic
not necessarily.
So, what are the benefits
In the ancient times, there was no so-called way of heaven. There were only many innate gods who used violence to control violence and compete for the world.
When the spirit world is shattered by this kind of power, that kind of power should be the Desolate God, the level of the Ice Ancestor, the real God of the realm, are not qualified to do it.
And how many true gods are there in the spirit world
How many half-step true gods have died of life and cannot reach the realm master, and how many realm masters sit in place and advance to the level of the spiritual master, and there is no hope for life.
Therefore, when the spirit world merges into one, the space tunnel will not exist. Really wanting to fly hundreds of millions of miles requires extremely fast space artifacts, even divine tools.
Maybe a destination in a few years, in the blink of an eye.
The only spiritual world in the conception, the vast and boundless world, may also have potential order.
For example, the strong are always strong, and usually the strength can divide the region into three, six, nine levels.
In the land of the weak, there will not be too many strong ones willing to stay there, and they are not free.
Then, in the spirit world, obviously, there are still very obvious gaps in various places.
Just like the Blue Wind Continent, Tianyun City, not comparable to any of the 36 sect forces.
Thirty-six sects, the sixteen forces placed on the Daofeng Continent, are simply not influential.
Therefore, it is the real order that everyone is right, the strong at the same level, and the people of the same level communicate. This is the real order.
The spiritual world can be broken, and the energy is huge. Think about it conversely, if this energy can make it broken, can't it let it fuse? Re-splicing
Luo Xingchen, who closed his eyes and focused, has been thinking about these philosophies. The air between the heavens and the earth is so fragrant, and the breath of the Baichuan Continent is very smooth.
In an instant, a jade-like delicate palm covered his eyes, a slender voice, deliberately pretending to be very rough: "Ahem, Luo Xingchen, guess who I am!"
The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth raised, and his smile was bright.
"Shuang'er, I am finally free now, and I don't need to run around. I will accompany you, I am willing to accompany you until the sky is old."
With his backhand, Luo Xingchen hugged Yue Wushuang tightly and threw himself on the grass.
Yue Wushuang smiled, so sweetly.
She was smiling, but she sobbed softly and shed tears, her fairy-like temperament aroused pity.
Luo Xingchen slowly wiped away tears for her, his heart was twisted, but he kept smiling, and said seriously: "Shuang'er, now, I promise, I won't go anywhere! Even if the sky collapses, we are here, I Be with you for a hundred years! A thousand years!"
Yue Wushuang is even covering her red jade nose, cutting with a knife and axe, she is ingenious, her face is impeccable.
The tears filled his entire face, which was touching and heartache.
This sentence, she waited for a long time, she really, waited for a long time...