Since the emergence of the evil race, the world has been in chaos, and the people of the world have been panicked, and all of them have been affected.
The evil clan left people with a mysterious and unpredictable impression.
They are so fascinating, every time they shoot, they are very precise, with almost zero mistakes, stealing the origins of the major super planes, but they don't know what they are trying to do.
Appeared once, making people unable to capture the traces, and soon disappeared without a trace.
The world wants to get rid of the evil race, it is difficult, the evil race wants to seize the race, but it is easy.
The talents of the evil race's soul power should be among the ten thousand races, and no race can be compared.
In order to deal with the evil race, the demon race, which has always been arrogant and never bowed to anyone, also chose to cooperate with the human race for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years.
The Tianyu catalogue once caused a dispute, and few people can understand its origin and purpose.
This time, it will serve as a representative to inform the world and bring the powerful together.
The ten thousand races do not actually mean that there are tens of thousands of races in the spiritual world. It just refers to them in general. Even if there are ten thousand races, they may be able to stand on their own, relying on their geographical advantages. Ants can only survive in this world of the weak and the strong.
Human Race, Ice Spirit Race, Fire Spirit Race, Divine Beast Race, Giant Race, Demon Race, Nether Race, Multihead Race, Blood Bat Race, and Crossbones Race, each has its own advantages.
It is not yet known who of them will become the overlord of the spirit world, but the disaster in front of them has already caused them to be devastated.
I had to be invited to go to the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and the tribes came one after another...
People are not as good as heaven.
The heavenly spirit world is still in dire straits.
The five major forces continued to besiege Lingjian Luoshi, and the number of people who were still besieging Lingjian Luoshi was still on a large scale.
Among the clan, Luo Qiu'er, Luo Gang, and Luo Shuihan, staring at a tomb, are the heroes of his Luo family.
Tiandaoyuan, do not ask.
Luo Shi was attacked on his back, and even the sword god could not contend with so many enemies.
There are dead souls all over the mountains and plains, and the end of a hero is a lonely grave.
"Luo Xingchen!"
Luo Qiu'er kicked the room open, staring with big clear eyes, still full of tears.
She raised her sword and pointed at Luo Xingchen, her heart full of pain and doubts.
"If you don't help, get out of here! You disappointed me too much! Have you become so cold-blooded and ruthless now? Anyway, your surname is Luo. In your bones, the blood of your ancestors flows. You are alive, you are so powerful, you are enchanting enough, why don't you help! Bring your army over!"
As Luo Xingchen's father, Luo Tian just looked at his own son quietly, without joy or sorrow, and didn't make any comments.
The son has grown up and has his own ideas. He doesn't want to interfere or ask questions. However, no matter what happens, he always believes that this is his son and will not betray justice.
At this time, Lan Yuan was standing beside Luo Xingchen. Luo Xingchen sat quietly, relaxing, drinking tea and savoring fragrance, putting down the cup, and looking at Luo Qiu'er's jade face indifferently, before saying: "I've been helping, something is wrong. , Makes me worried, I want to find out, what progress has been made by the evil race's hiding method.
Go and call the three senior holy kings. "
"You, relying on your talent, do you have a high self-esteem, you are here to call five and six, whoever you want to call you! What do you tell the three ancestors to do, they fight day and night, they are exhausted, and they should take a good rest! What are you doing?"
Luo Qiu'er was reluctant, his sword pointed at Luo Xingchen, and a jade hand trembled a little.
Lan Yuan was expressionless, glancing at Luo Qiu'er, full of coldness.
This is his elder brother who is dependent on life and death, and he will not let anyone dare to move.
Outside the hall, there are still Purple Demon, Tiangang, and dozens of eleventh-order spirit beast powerhouses, who are his subordinates, who are guarding them.
Except for the five major forces, almost all of the others stood still, but if there was a turmoil, it would surely set off a bloody storm.
"enough!"
It was when the tip of the needle was facing the Maimang, when the civil strife was about to come, a group of majestic sword repairmen walked in from the outside, each with their eyes like electricity and chill like a knife.
Among them, the three elders are the three saint kings of Luo Family. They are unpredictable, their swords can kill the sky, and their minds can kill their souls.
With a thunderous roar, Luo Qiu'er was also taken aback.
The sword in his hand fell to the ground in despair.
She turned her head blankly and looked at her most admired ancestor, who was defending the spirit sword Luo Shi, so that in these years, Luo Shi was able to occupy a place in the spirit world.
At this time, saying that Cao Cao had arrived, they actually came on their own initiative.
"Qiu'er, step back."
In the center, the old man has gray-black hair and gray beard instead.
He was dressed in a plain robe, and he looked vigorous, and his seemingly cloudy eyes were in fact transparent to the world.
On the left, the second holy king has long white hair and a long beard. He closed his eyes and said nothing. He looked very calm.
On the right, the third holy king, with no joy or sadness, looks upright and upright, and his temperament is also awe-inspiring.
The black-haired and white-bearded old man, named Luo Zhan, is the oldest of the three, with a lifespan of about one thousand years left. If he can't realize his own way, he will not be far from the day of sitting.
The long-haired introverted old man named Lorraine, a serious old man with a fierce look, unsmiling, named Luo Changchun.
Luo Zhan, as the head of the three holy kings, many things still need him to settle, and the two beside him listen to him.
He stared at Luo Xingchen and looked at it for a long time before finally speaking. In an instant, the serious atmosphere here was opened.
"Little friend Luo, what do you have to say, just say it straight, I heard you calling us all the way, any advice?"
Luo Xingchen got up, bowed, and said calmly: "Older, I have been in a relationship with Luo Shi for so many years. As the saying goes, the relationship is weak.
If my dad hadn't been blessed by Roche here, maybe we might not have seen each other so soon.
The recent incident is very strange, let me talk about its doubts.
The five major forces were attacked at the same time by the strong like Luo's spirit sword, and they were close in time.
So, if this thing was not done by Rockwell, and someone planted the blame, it would be justified.
But... I went to the site to investigate and found that there was really the blood brand of the spirit sword Luo Shi left.
That kind of sword intent belongs only to the spirit sword bloodline.
I saw nine sword marks, just opposite to your Nine Spirit Sword bloodline.
In addition to you, the other two Taishang are just eight spirit swords, it is impossible to leave such traces.
Since he can retreat all over, even some Sword Saints can't do it.
Do you understand? "
Luo Xingchen had already pointed the finger at Luo Zhan and did not shy away from it.
The coldness was like the wind, whizzing on Luo Qiu'er's face, her eyes widened, and she couldn't imagine that Luo Xingchen really doubted her most respected ancestor.
"I know that all the doubts are on me. If I die, perhaps, the five forces can be at ease.
I am not dead, the disaster of Rockwell.
Do you really doubt me? It’s okay, sigh... I, Luo Mou, have a clear conscience. Since I can’t clarify, I can only clarify my ambitions. I hope that after my death, you can open the net and save Luo Shi, even if it has nothing to do with you. , For the face of your father, I hope that you are really the Luo Xingchen that has been passed down in the world, so righteous and awe-inspiring! "
Luo Zhan held his head high, and in his palm, a huge force condensed into a sphere, shining on his chest, pouring into his body.
"No! Old lady! Don't listen to his nonsense! Stop it—"
Luo Qiu'er shed tears and wanted to rush to stop, but she was so weak, she was dragged back abruptly by Luo Shuihan, weak in heart, and miserable.
"Asshole, you are still alive now, can dominate the situation, if you don't have the talents of Luo Shi's progeny of the spirit sword, can you do it?"
On the right, Luo Changchun, who has been sternly smiling, has a straight face, but his name does not match him.
He glared, looking fierce and violent, angry, his aura was being released, apparently thinking that Luo Xingchen was making a fool of.
Luo Xingchen's face was calm, and he looked so serious after not being in front of him for a long time.
He stared at Luo Changchun without saying a word. He just wanted to hear what stubborn Luo Changchun would say.
"Luo Tian! You bastard, bastard thing, get me here too!"
Luo Changchun stared at Tongling with big eyes and pointed at Luo Tian. Luo Tian walked over silently without any waves. He immediately knelt on the ground and bowed his head respectfully and said: "Please reprimand your ancestors."
"Look at the good son you raised. He might have had the bloodline of the Luo family, but unfortunately he was ignorant and stupid, and even wiped out his bloodline!
The reason? It turned out to be because he looked down on the Lin clan of the war clan and wanted to use this method to insult their blood, so that the world would understand that it was not worth mentioning!
But what does this have to do with Rockwell
He is inherently highly savvy and talented. If he hadn't lost the spirit sword bloodline, his kendo attainments would have increased day by day and become stronger!
At the beginning, why didn't you teach him well? The godson had no way, so that he did not even admit this relationship with the spirit sword Luo Shi!
What a shame!
Now, he still has to be disrespectful to his elders, pretentious and pretentious! Please persuade him again, otherwise, even if he is protected by gods and people behind him, the old man will righteously destroy his relatives and abolish this bastard! "
Luo Tian was still kneeling on the ground, finally raised his head, clasped his fists and said: "Old ancestor, my child is young and frivolous, please don't be out of sight.
He is not making a conclusion, but just expressing his views, please forgive me. "
Luo Tian looked at Luo Zhan with a sincere gaze, and said calmly: "Taizu, my son didn't identify you as the culprit, so why should you get angry? Even if you give up your life, you can't comfort the people of the world.
The five major forces will only intensify, and every inch of it will determine that Luo Shi is a running dog of the evil race! The Sword God County will be destroyed even faster. "
Luo Zhan was righteous and awe-inspiring, Yang Tian laughed: "Hahaha... I really want to call him Chen'er, no matter how he is the descendant of my Sword God Prefecture, I am so relieved that he has such an achievement.
He has sharp eyes and can distinguish between true and false. Since he has said that I am a sinner, then I should follow his heart. I don't blame him. Whether I die or not, the situation is irretrievable.
I, time is running out, if I can use my blood to make Roche settle down, I will die without regrets! "
Luo Zhan said, as expected, he was going to wave his palm to drive the floating light that condensed a strong sword intent into his internal organs.
But in an instant, a powerful hand of Kong Wu held his arm, the old man with long hair restrained, Lorraine looked at him, shook his head and sighed: "Big brother, you and I are all dying, not bad A few days.
Calm down and listen to Chen'er finishing his words. I think his original intention is not like this.
He will definitely give us a reasonable explanation. "
Lorraine has always been tepid, likes to practice alone, without fighting with the world, he speaks without losing his reason.
"Hmph, explain a fart, disrespect to the ancestors, I will abolish this wicked man now!"
The violent Luo Changchun was already unable to bear it. He waved his palms and splashed out ten zhang palm prints, overwhelming the mighty power to crush Luo Xingchen and Lan Yuan into dregs.