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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Thousand Miles Raid

combustion!

combustion!

combustion!

Burning forever?

No, it was reduced to ashes in the process of burning.

"Hahahaha...did you see..."

Lin Xiao stood in the void with his sword in hand and laughed wildly.

"What a wonderful flame...the last burning of life...what a beautiful cry...the last song of life..."

In the blazing demonic flames, Zhou Yanfeng wailed like a burning torch, his body struggled and twisted in the demonic flames, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth. His shrill wailing sounds seemed to still echo in everyone's ears, and everyone looked solemn.

A look of fear on his face.

The Dragon Lord stared at Lin Xiao with great vigilance. The true energy was swallowed up from the golden elixir and swept through his body. He looked like he was about to run away at any moment. He had seen Lin Xiao like this once, and that was last time in the Ghost Clan.

When the army invaded again, he asked Lin Xiao for help. Lin Xiao came and raised his sword and killed everyone. He killed the ghost tribe like killing a chicken. His whole body became very terrifying. He killed the ghost tribe and was defeated. After killing the ghost tribe, he went to Yinshan.

The Zhang family, after destroying the Zhang family, became almost crazy and so terrifying that people did not dare to approach them at all, for fear of being treated as a ghost and killed.

One sword at a time, how clean and sharp it is, how frightening it is.

The current situation is somewhat similar to that of before. The aura it exudes is powerful, terrifying, and dark and evil, just like the devil king came to the world.

"Little bug, you have been hiding for so long, come out to play." Lin Xiao raised the corners of his mouth, his white teeth flashed with a cold light, his dark and deep eyes swallowed everything like an abyss, and wisps of black magic flames shot out from his left hand, violently

It burned, and as Lin Xiao moved forward with his fingers like a sword, the black magic flames rippled and gathered at the fingertips, and a little black light continued to condense in the rotation.

"Magic light flash!" I muttered silently in my heart, and the black magic flame light at my fingertips suddenly increased sharply, and the terrifying magic power was so powerful. With the slight trembling of the sword finger, a jet-black light penetrated the sky like a spiral drill and swayed across the sky.

Layers of spiral ripples push forward and spread like ripples.

That jet-black, deep, terrifying light that seemed to come from the Demonic Abyss stretched straight across the sky, as if splitting the sky into two.

Keep moving forward!

Penetrate everything!

Invincible!

Everyone who saw that dark spiral light felt horrified unconsciously. Indescribable panic arose from their hearts, and their whole bodies trembled involuntarily, making their hair stand on end.

The strong man in Tianxialou who was recording was even more horrified. He quickly took out something and crushed it. A layer of transparent light covered his body, instantly blocking the bombardment of the dark demonic flames, causing ripples to appear wherever he was hit.

"Get it." With a low voice, the space waves rippled through the layers. The strong men in Tianxialou disappeared as if they were swallowed up by the void. The light barrier was also broken by the magic light flash and penetrated instantly.

"Escaped very fast." Lin Xiao sensed carefully that he couldn't track it, so he had no choice but to give up. Otherwise, if he could track it, he would definitely pursue it.

A little insect hiding in the dark and observing.

The dark red long knife fell, Lin Xiao stretched out his hand to grab it, and immediately grabbed the handle of the dark red long knife. The magic flame burned fiercely, burning crazily. It burned from the handle of the knife and continued to spread. The dark red long knife trembled violently.

Waves of powerful force burst out, trying to break free from Lin Xiao's grasp and resist the burning of the demonic flames.

Lin Xiao smiled evilly, but his left hand did not move at all. The powerful power of a god and demon made it impossible for the dark red sword to break free.

Last time, this thing escaped from his hands, so don't think about it this time.

Struggling and trembling, waves of tyrannical power continued to erupt. The power of each struggle was more powerful than that of an ordinary martial saint, but in Lin Xiao's hands it was like a fish struggling in vain.

To awaken the ancestral weapon, there must be a medium, and the medium is the corresponding bloodline power. Without the infusion of bloodline power, the dark red long sword seems to be powerless. The more it struggles, the more its power is consumed, and the strength of the struggle becomes weaker and weaker. In the end, it is like

As motionless as a dead fish.

The demonic flames burned and completely covered the dark red sword, sealed it, and then threw it into the inner world to trap it.

Lin Xiao's eyes, as dark and as deep as the abyss, stared in the direction of Dayunzhou. His body rose up and turned into a jet of black light that cut through the sky. He flew away hundreds of miles away in an instant. He was so fast that he disappeared in just the blink of an eye.

In front of everyone.

"Master!" Yu Jinglue howled, like an abandoned child.

Everyone was also shocked, not knowing where Lin Xiao was going.

Where does Lin Xiao plan to go?

Go to Zhou’s house!

He has repeatedly made trouble for Xiao Shen Xiaoshan, and now he is deliberately murdering himself, which is unbearable. Before, he was afraid of the other party's dark red sword, but now the dark red sword has been suppressed by himself, and it is impossible to appear in the inner world.

, having lost this trump card, the Zhou family's threat to themselves has been greatly weakened, which is a good opportunity to deal with the Zhou family.

At extreme speed, Lin Xiao quickly flew out of Beiyanzhou, crossing the long sky, leaving a dark trail, exuding a thick and terrifying demonic power, dominating the world, and there was a Beast King-level giant bird flying rapidly from a distance.

It flew in, suddenly stopped when it approached the dark track, and let out a cry full of panic. Its wings flapped desperately, whipping up gusts of wind, its huge body bumped up and down, and it quickly changed direction and fled in panic, leaving only a few feathers behind.

come down.



The atmosphere inside the Zhou family in Chouyun County was a bit solemn.

The current head of the family, Zhou Yanji, felt a little restless, and he didn't know whether he could kill Lin Wuming by sending out two extreme martial saints and two high-ranking martial saints with ancestral weapons this time.

Perhaps Holy Apostle Grant alone would be enough to kill Lin Wuming without the help of the Zhou family.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yanji suddenly took out the Holy Order of Heaven and contacted Tianxia Tower to inquire about the situation of the decisive battle.

After a while, Tianxialou also replied to the message. When he saw the message, Zhou Yanji was stunned: "I actually won..."

For a moment, Zhou Yanji's expression changed drastically, and he quickly continued to send messages asking about the situation of several members of the Zhou family.

After receiving Tianxialou's response, Zhou Yanji's face darkened, and an astonishing chill spread across the air.

All four of Zhou Yanfeng were killed. As for what happened next, Tianxialou did not convey the information, because the strong man from Tianxialou who was hiding in the secret and responsible for observing and recording was sensed by Lin Xiao and took action, and was almost killed by Lin Xiao.

, fortunately, we had someone to rely on and retreated decisively to save our lives.

The observers had all run away, and they didn't know what happened next. Therefore, Zhou Yanji didn't know that the Zhou family's ancestral weapon, the Long Sword, had been suppressed and taken away by Lin Xiao, nor did he know that at this moment, Lin Xiao was using extremely shocking methods.

The speed is so fast that it doesn't take long to arrive.

The Zhou family is in danger.

"The four Kotomine people failed and were killed. The ancestral weapon should be coming back." Zhou Yanji thought to himself.

The four of Zhou Yanfeng are undoubtedly a powerful force of the Zhou family, but they are also a very limited force. No matter how powerful the Zhou family is, no matter how many trump cards are hidden, it is impossible to treat the Martial Saint as nothing. At least the high-ranking Martial Saint and the ultimate Martial Saint are still very precious.

Yes, the last time two high-ranking Martial Saints were killed, it can be said that the loss was very heavy. This time, not only two high-ranking Martial Saints were killed, but also two high-ranking Martial Saints were killed. The losses were extremely heavy.

But no matter how much it is lost, the ancestral artifact cannot be lost. It is what the ancestors of the Zhou family left behind.

"It is said that the ancestral artifact contains the inheritance of the ancestors, and it cannot be lost no matter what." Zhou Yanji said secretly, thinking of something, which made him feel a little sad. It is said that the ancestors of the Zhou family left the inheritance in the ancestral artifact, but so far no one has obtained it for many years.

His inheritance is unworthy of his ancestors.

Many Zhou family experts once suspected that the so-called inheritance theory was actually false, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to obtain it after so many years, and they would not use the word "supposedly" to describe it, so they would not be so sure.

Quietly waiting for the return of the ancestor artifact, but unable to wait, Zhou Yanji became more and more restless. He felt that every breath was so long, like the sun, and there were thousands of ants in his heart.

Gnawing, making it difficult to sit still.

Time passed breath by breath, and Zhou Yanji suddenly got up and walked back and forth in the hall, his face full of anxiety.

The ancestral weapon...why hasn't it returned yet?

Could it be that there was an accident?

The last time the ancestor weapon returned in a short period of time, now it has taken several times longer.



"Hahahaha... let me dominate the world with my power."

"Untie..."

Two different voices sounded one after another, one was evil and domineering, and the other was peaceful and determined. The different voices came from Lin Xiao's mouth, but one seemed to be the words of the inner demon, and the other was the words of Lin Xiao himself.

The disadvantages of using the Heart Demon Seal for a long time began to appear, and Lin Xiao himself realized that he had to make an immediate decision to lift it, but there was a force and a desire that drove him not to lift it and to continue to maintain this state.

strength!

Powerful strength, arbitrary gestures, and dominating power in the world.

How amazing, how fun, how unscrupulous.

Such power and wantonness make people intoxicated, with a feeling of unrestraint and the feeling of being able to do as they please. You can kill when you want, stop when you want, and no one can affect you.

But at the critical moment, Lin Xiao still stabilized and remembered the words of the Sword God Patriarch.

We, the sword cultivators, seek great freedom and freedom, and we can do whatever we want, but we must also exercise self-discipline and guard our clarity of mind.

Being able to control one's emotions and control one's actions is the true freedom and freedom.

Press the dark inner demon mask on the left face with your left hand, hold it tightly with your five fingers, and pull the mask outward. As long as the mask is pulled off, the inner demon seal can be removed.

However, half of the inner demon mask was firmly stuck to the left side of Lin Xiao's face, unwilling to be pulled off. Waves of evil laughter continued to sound, impacting Lin Xiao's soul.

"Get down here." Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and tugged hard as if he wanted to tear his left face apart. Half of the mask was immediately pulled up, but there were still countless black threads grabbing the left side of his face, one by one.

Willing to break, he was finally pulled up, as if there was a burst of angry curses, and half of the mask disappeared like weathering.


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