One of Wanlongyu's arms was shattered into pieces, and he almost died tragically.
He was extremely shocked, why?
He almost died here, but the young man in front of him was obviously touching him with his hands. Why didn't he have anything at all?
Could it be said that his arm's endurance is stronger than that of a saint-level warrior like himself?
This is absolutely impossible!
"This bamboo is pretty good. It would be just right to cut it down and make me a pair of bowls and chopsticks."
Lin Changan stroked the dragon blood bamboo in front of him, smiled lightly, and said.
This sentence made Wanlongyu open his mouth in shock and couldn't close it for a long time.
Use it to make a pair of bowls and chopsticks?
This is the flesh body of the ancestor, a being close to the level of an emperor. Even the most powerful supreme expert in the entire Western Wilderness would not dare to speak such wild words, but this Lin Changan, he dares!
"Do you have any knives?"
Lin Changan stretched out his hand and borrowed it directly from Luan Tianxiang next to him.
This scene made Luan Tianxiang stunned for a moment.
Your Majesty, you are so bold. Do you want to dig up the body of my ancestor in front of the disciples and elders of Wanzhu Mountain?
This will attract more hatred than digging up people's ancestral graves.
"Ah, yes!"
Luan Tianxiang nodded, and quickly took out a purple-gold long knife from his storage ring, which was about three feet long. It also had an upside-down pattern like a raging fire on its back, which was very scary.
It is obvious that this is a magical sword made of divine gold.
Watching this scene, Wan Lingyin's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly.
Is this Lin Changan really coming?
Let’s not talk about chopping down the ancestor’s body. The idea of whether this god-king-level sword can be cut is already very crazy. Even the old master of the Tianlong Sect would not dare to do this when he came here.
Appalling courage, right?
In response, Wanlongyu spoke up.
"Mr. Lin, this is the body of our ancestors. It is not allowed to be cut down. This is a disdain for me, Wan Zhushan!"
Wan Longyu spoke, I have to say, this elder still has some character, and he takes the reputation of Wanzhu Mountain very seriously. Let me ask you, if this spreads out, Lin Changan will chop up the body of your ancestor and do it.
What does it mean to buy a pair of bowls and chopsticks?
Then you shouldn’t be criticized?
In response, Lin Changan smiled calmly.
"If there is a problem, your sect master will remind me. If there is no problem, then if you block me now, I only need one word to make your sect master imprison you."
Lin Changan said.
This also made Wanlongyu stunned for a moment.
Sect Master, that's right, the Sect Master's mansion is actually very close to here, less than a hundred miles away. The Sect Master should be able to sense all this, but why, the Sect Master has no intention of reminding him at all.
Could it be that the sect leader acquiesced in this happening?
Or is it that the sect leader also knows that it is impossible for Lin Changan in front of him to cut open the ancestor's body in front of him with the magic sword made of god-king-level divine gold?
If you think about it carefully, it should be so. Otherwise, it would be too ridiculous. The ancestors of Wanzhu Mountain would still suffer this disaster after their death.
Lin Changan waved the long sword fiercely, Wanlongyu's eyes widened, and so did Wanlingyin.
In their eyes, the flesh body of their ancestors is harder than anything else. If they want to destroy it, unless the emperor comes in person, a hundred thousand years have passed in this era, and no emperor has appeared, and there is no news of destiny.
"Boom!"
Obviously, what Lin Changan was going to do would definitely disappoint the two people in front of him.
With a fierce sound, a huge gap was cut out of the bamboo, and part of the trunk of the bamboo actually fell from it at this moment, with traces of golden dragon blood on it. What's even more amazing is that there was a trace of golden dragon blood on it.
Dao Yun circulated without any signs of rejection, and fell directly into Lin Changan's hands, like a well-behaved elf.
Watching this scene, Wan Lingyin and Wanlongyu were completely stunned on the spot.
What the hell is this?
The ancestor's physical body was actually partially chopped off, and it seemed that he had no intention of resisting the person in front of him?
"Why, you haven't shown up yet?
!”
At this moment, Lin Changan's momentum suddenly changed. From a seemingly ordinary young man, he instantly transformed into a demon king who had killed hundreds of millions of creatures. There seemed to be an unquenchable flow in his dark pupils.
The thunder bloomed, and everywhere it went, everything surrendered. Even Wanlongyu, a powerful saint-level expert, suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Changan in front of him with an unspeakable sense of fear.
Comes from the deepest part of my heart!
It is the fear of the soul.
At this moment, the originally huge bamboo began to slowly shrink, and gradually condensed into an old man with a stooped body, wearing a gray robe and holding a golden cane in his hand, kneeling down.
In front of Lin Changan.
"Things, I have seen your Majesty!"
In this scene, Wanlongyu and Wanlingyin looked at each other, and in their eyes, besides being shocked, they were still shocked.
Unexpected, it can be said to be extremely surprising.
Who is this condensed rickety body?
And why is he made up of the bodies of his ancestors?
After the collision of ideas, the answer was obtained within a short period of time. However, the two of them did not directly confirm it within a short period of time.
"I thought you couldn't make up your mind. Do you really think you can pretend in front of me?"
Lin Changan squinted his eyes, why did he want to chop off a piece of flesh and blood?
Because as long as there is divine brilliance in the flesh and blood, I have ten million ways to make it appear.
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. It's not that the thing is unwilling to show up, because it is not certain. It is true, Your Majesty. Furthermore, the Dark Buddha is becoming more and more prosperous, and there is no 100% certainty. The thing does not dare to appear rashly and expose the location of its aura."
The rickety old man spoke, then slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Changan.
"One hundred thousand years have passed, and your Majesty remains the same as yesterday."
He spoke with a sense of vicissitudes of life. When he first met Lin Changan, he was still young, not very old, and a young man in white clothes. Now that a hundred thousand years have passed, he is no longer old.
But Your Majesty has lived a second life, and is younger than before.
"Then I would rather have not died then, but now the emperor's life is about to expire."
Lin Changan shook his head and rebuilt it himself. Many of them were restricted. Being younger would have no effect on Lin Changan. After all, his moral bottom line was too low. It would not be difficult to live for tens of millions of years.