This is the magic of the Netherworld Taoist Lord in the past.
In the last life, Lu Yu almost gave everything to Shen Linglong without reservation in order to help Shen Linglong.
The techniques he created were all developed by Lu Yu little by little when his strength was low, and finally came about through continuous improvement.
There are countless powerful people in the heaven who are eager for such a technique.
But no one expected that Lu Yu would help Shen Linglong so much that she would actually join forces with other experts to attack Lu Yu at a critical moment, so that he and Emperor Taigan died together in his previous life.
Although Shen Linglong's strength is not as good as Gui Zong's, he is still a master in the Realm Lord Realm, and his first move is earth-shattering.
The two powerful men simultaneously bombarded the throne with their spells. Suddenly, the throne began to tremble crazily and was crumbling, as if it might collapse at any time.
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Chang'an City, ruins.
Loose cultivators whizzed past the sky one by one, and some even used their spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings, looking for possible treasures.
Almost all the larger treasure houses, as well as all levels of government offices in Chang'an City, are occupied by aristocratic families and holy places.
The casual cultivators who sneaked in could not compete with the holy land families, so they could only look for some residential houses in Chang'an City to try and find some good things.
Often when a treasure light comes from a place, it will cause all parties to fight for it, or even fight.
They are casual cultivators, and they don't care as much as aristocratic families and holy places. As long as they can obtain treasures, that is enough.
Chang'an City is too big.
It was even twice as big as the current Imperial Capital.
There were tens of thousands of casual cultivators present, but after traveling in all directions for a long time, they still could not fully explore Chang'an City.
Inside a residential house.
"puff!"
A muffled sound was heard, and a man looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
The young man held a sword in his hand and pierced the man's heart with one sword.
"Lin Chen! I took pity on you because your Qin Jian Sect was wiped out, so I brought you into the sect, and you actually repaid me with kindness!" The man gritted his teeth, but was unable to struggle.
In front of them, there was a thick piece of armor. Judging from the bright armor plates on it, this thing was quite extraordinary.
No one would have thought that such an inconspicuous residence was the residence of a general from the Tang Dynasty in the past.
The few monks who broke into this place were overjoyed and were about to divide the wealth inside. However, they did not expect that a young man among them suddenly rose up and killed all the people present.
They all belong to the same small sect.
"Lin Chen" had a mocking expression on his face.
He looked at the man lying on the ground indifferently, and said lightly: "I need you to pity me? What a joke! It doesn't hurt to tell you. I am the Blood Demon Marquis conferred by the imperial court. I have a noble status, but I am in your broken sect. It's just a temporary stay for a few days, but you really take yourself seriously."
"I'll kill you!" The man, filled with grief and anger, fought back.
"puff!"
But "Lin Chen" ignored him and fell with his sword, piercing the man's head accurately and causing blood to fly freely.
The man's eyes widened and he refused to close his eyes.
"The state of your death is too ugly."
"Lin Chen" frowned, and a tyrannical sword energy suddenly burst out from the long sword in his hand.
The fierce sword energy burst out in the man's head in an instant. The man's head exploded instantly, and even the body was torn apart.