Although Yue Ling was tragic, with his golden body broken and golden blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, the provocative meaning in his eyes was still very strong. He smiled and said: "Kill me, and you, Lin Ruo, will stop dreaming about the realm of rebirth and guard this place for the rest of your life.
The Tianyuan realm is better."
Lin Ruo clenched his right fist, and the strong fist power lingered around him. With this punch, one of Yue Ling's heads was gone.
They are both in the eleventh realm, but the strength of Yue Ling, the rain master, is incomparable to Lin Ruo. First of all, compared to the human monks, the landscape gods of the same realm are actually slightly inferior in strength. After all, they eat incense and practice.
Because his background cannot be compared with that of a living person. Secondly, Lin Ruo's eleventh realm is not an ordinary eleventh realm, but a Tianyuan realm warrior under the control of a warrior god. His strength is inherently stronger than the ordinary eleventh realm.
He must be stronger, so even though Yue Ling is now the peak rain master of the eleventh realm, he is still not good enough under Lin Ruo's punch.
The fist energy all over his body became more and more intense, and this fatal punch was about to come out.
…
In the distance, on the first Sword-Suppressing Tower, the young military sage who was sitting on the roof of the Sword-Suppressing Tower, drinking a 10g pot of low-quality water and wine, frowned. He saw through Yue Ling's false destiny at a glance, and said to him with his heart.
Lin Zhao in the distance said: "Don't let Lin Ruo kill Yue Ling. A lamp has been lit on the ancestral mountain of the demon clan. It is Yue Ling's natal lamp. If Lin Ruo kills Yue Ling with this punch, not only will
You can't really kill Yue Ling, and you will also ruin your own path!"
"knew!"
Lin Zhao hurriedly summoned the flying sword Hongye, and took off with the red leaf sword in the air. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Lin Ruo, stop, don't kill him!"
A few breaths later, Lin Zhao penetrated the clouds and appeared not far from Lin Ruo and Yue Ling. He frowned and said, "Yue Ling has a natal lamp on the Demon Clan's ancestral mountain. There is no point in killing him."
"..."
Lin Ruo suddenly let go and kicked out at the same time. Yue Ling's body flew out. Just as Yue Ling flew out, a figure emerged in the clouds. It was Han Buyu, the tenth level cloud master.
, he frowned, raised his palm lightly, and a wisp of clouds surged up to support Yue Ling, who was falling rapidly, so that he would not be too embarrassed.
"Go away!"
Yue Ling suddenly shattered the clouds with a palm, his eyes were cold, and he shouted sharply: "Han Buyu, do you need you to pretend to be a good person here? I am your direct superior, and when you see me being bullied by human warriors,
But you dare not say a word? What a waste!"
"Lord Yue Ling."
Han Buyu stood above the clouds and respectfully raised his hands: "According to the wind and rain book, it is impossible to snow in the snow-covered Tianchi in the recent period, but it has been snowing here for three days. Why should Master Rain Master do this? You must
Don’t forget, you were once a human race, and you once followed your father on an expedition against the demon race, but why are you now a hawk and dog of the demon race?”
"Eagle and dog people?"
Yue Ling raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with rich gold, and sneered: "I am the Dragon King Rainmaster who is in charge of the wind, frost, rain and snow of thousands of miles. Do you, Han Buyu, have the qualifications to preach to me?"
As he spoke, he raised one hand, and suddenly a rain master's order fell from the sky, directly suppressing Han Buyu to the point where he could only kneel on the ground, trembling all over, and the golden body that was not particularly stable in the first place was already creaking.
Traces of cracks.
"Yue Ling!"
Lin Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and frowned: "Han Buyu was a human sword cultivator who used swords against the demon clan. Now he has become a wind and rain god and still protects them. You are so aggressive, colluding with the demon clan, and the beasts.
What's the difference?"
"Who do you think you are?"
Yue Ling sneered: "Lin Zhao, when you were lucky enough to set up a Heavenly Furnace battle formation and win over the four northern tribes, you don't really think that you have great achievements and abilities, do you? Now you are just a person on the snowy Tianchi.
What qualifications does a little leader have to preach to me? I, Yue Ling, have acted openly and aboveboard throughout my life, unlike a hypocritical villain like you. If you really don’t like me, let Gao Zhi kill me? Do you dare?"
Lin Zhao was furious.
This Yue Ling actually came to die today. He lit a natal lamp in the ancestral mountain of the Monster Clan. No matter how he dies here, his soul will not be scattered. The Monster Clan will continue to provide the incense of the Monster Clan to this eleventh person.
Rain Master, on the contrary, every time the human race kills Rain Master Yue Ling, there will be one of the upper five realms contaminated with strong cause and effect, and the avenue will be cut off.
Whether it's Lin Ruo or Gao Zhi, it would be a pity for such young human beings to reach the fifth realm once their avenue is cut off.
more importantly……
Lin Zhao turned around and glanced at the sword-suppressing tower on the Dongfang Snow Ridge. I'm afraid the real purpose of the demon clan is to lure the young military sage to kill Yue Ling, right? Once Huo Piao Yao really comes, I'm afraid he will become a demon.
If the clan is in trouble, it will either be ambushed by the great demon of the upper five realms, or it will be transferred away from the mountain, and the sword-suppressing tower with the strongest qi may be destroyed.
He frowned, was this a trap set up by Shi Jun Gang? This move was considered powerful. It was rare that Shi Jun Gang could set up such a conspiracy and still make progress.
"Lin Zhao."
Lin Ruo gathered his voice and said to Lin Zhao: "What should I do? This Yue Ling... the more I look at him, the more I want to kill him! It's a pity that I am not a military strategist, otherwise I would have taken action directly."
"Don't do it."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "The demon clan just wants you to kill Yue Ling and let the clan ruin the path of a talented martial artist. If you really kill him, you will fall into the trap. Lin Ruo, you have to endure it until it's time for you to take action.
Then take action when the time comes.”
"Um!"
Lin Wenwei nodded.
But at this moment, a beautiful figure appeared in the clouds in the distance. It was Nan Qingfeng, a great demon of the Thirteenth Level in a white dress. Nan Qingfeng's true appearance was a well-trained white peacock.
Therefore, her appearance is extremely soft, and she is known as the most beautiful woman in the demon clan. She holds a long sword with transformed wings and feathers in her hand, and said with a smile: "It's rare for the snowy Tianchi to be so lively. Lin Ruo, as the commander of the human race, you can't
You deserve to be so petty, Yue Ling, the rain master, was only slightly offended, why should you be so angry?"
"..."
Lin Ruo looked at Nan Qingfeng quietly, without saying a word, but the fisting intention in his body was already rising. He definitely could not be Nan Qingfeng's opponent, but Lin Ruo, who was arrogant and arrogant, bowed his head directly.
If so, it's impossible.
Behind him, a sword formation rises from the snowy Tianchi. Gao Zhi holds a giant sword in his hand. He is watching from a distance and can send out sword reinforcements at any time. And holding a giant umbrella sword formation in his hand, Gao Zhi is equivalent to a twelve-level swordsman.
With his strength, coupled with Lin Ruo, he may no longer be afraid of the Nan Qingfeng in front of him. What's more important is that in the distance, on the first sword-suppressing tower, the military saint in white robes and silver armor is carrying a bright silver
The gun stood up, and his gaze penetrated the clouds and fell on Nan Qingfeng, which made Nan Qingfeng feel extremely uncomfortable. It felt really bad to be looked at directly by someone in the Thirteenth Realm who was much stronger than him.
, making her feel like she went out without clothes today?
At Panyun Mountain, a figure rose into the sky, it was the Great Demon Sword Xiu Fengquan of the Twelve Realms.
Unknowingly, an extremely delicate balance was formed between the human race and the demon race, so that neither side took action. Nan Qingfeng smiled, raised his sword and retreated, and just said with a smile, "Monster race, please respect yourself.
"Just left.
…
"snort!"
Yue Ling felt confident, he opened one hand, and the wind and rain orders were immediately circulated, he directly pinched Han Buyu's neck and held it in his hand. He smiled coldly and said: "As my subordinate, Yue Ling, you have repeatedly fought against me.
I am my enemy, Han Buyu, and you, Master Yun, are about to come to an end."
"Yue Ling!"
Lin Zhao scolded: "You beast, why do you have to do this?"
With that said, the flying sword came out of Yunjian Lake in an instant, and his magical power was activated. In Lin Zhao's thought, Han Buyu was involved in his own small world. At this moment, he entered Han Buyu.
In this state of mind, a wilderness filled with evil spirits appeared in front of him. That year, Han Buyu, who was still young, fell from the sky with his sword. When he saw a woman lying in a pool of blood, he burst into tears. That was his wife.
It was Han Buyu's true love in his life. Unfortunately, his wife's chest was pierced by a steel fork, which was the work of a Nascent Soul Wolf Demon.
"..."
At that time, Han Buyu, who was only a seven-level sword cultivator, was kneeling on the ground, crying.
When he turned around to look for his daughter, he only saw a pile of minced meat. His daughter was a martial artist in the lower fifth realm. Her body was quite strong, but it was cut into countless pieces by the Nascent Soul Wolf Demon's sharp claws.
Shi Han Buyu knelt on the ground and cried loudly, saying, "It's daddy who's late, it's daddy who's late." He desperately wanted to piece together a whole body for his daughter, but he couldn't do it.
.
After that day, Han Buyu stayed in the snowy Tianchi forever and never returned to his hometown in the south.
He became addicted to alcohol. Only alcohol could make him forget the pain in his heart. Only alcohol could make him forget that he was a waste, an incompetent husband and an incompetent father.
In the next scene, Han Buyu stood with his sword at the entrance of the town. After killing demons continuously, he was beheaded by the big demon Lu Huan with one blow. When Han Buyu's soul rose up, he looked at his body and saw that
There was no trace of sadness, on the contrary, his face was filled with relief. Yes, such a waste can't even protect the most important people, so what's the point of living in the world?
From that day on, Han Buyu, who had always had a closed heart, lived in a state of despair. Even though he had some merit and was conferred as a Yunshi by heaven and earth, his heart was still filled with despair.
…
"Whoosh!"
Lin Zhao suddenly put away the flying sword Haoran, held Han Buyu's shoulder and stepped back with the sword, frowning.
Han Buyu understood everything in an instant and knew that all his inner demons had been seen by Lin Zhao. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Third shopkeeper, let go... A waste like me is not worth it... Dirty
I took your hand..."
"Yeah?"
Lin Zhao let go of Han Buyu. When he looked at him again, Han Buyu saw deep disappointment in Lin Zhao's eyes. This look made Han Buyu feel as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows. Han Buyu
How many more people can you let down in this life?
