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Chapter 99 Powerhouses are coming

The sky was high and cloudless, and a figure appeared in the distance and stared at him, his eyes cold and murderous.

"Lin Wuming, no matter what happens today, you have no way to escape." Zhou Xianguang's tone was extremely cold, full of murderous intent. His body flashed and turned into a red light, streaking across the sky like a meteor, quickly rushing towards

Baifeng Mountains.



"Boy Lin, although I knew you would definitely be able to break through the realm of soul and become one of the martial arts myths of the world, I never thought it would happen so quickly." An old Taoist priest wearing a worn Taoist robe first drank a jar of spiritual wine and then doubled it.

Er breathed out the breath of wine happily, and then looked at Lin Xiao with a face full of amazement and said with great emotion: "Do you know how shocked I was when I first heard the news about Tianxialou? I thought that this time Tianxialou was...

It’s not that we made another mistake. Now that I see you, I am sure that there is no mistake in Tianxialou.”

"There were some opportunities, so I made a breakthrough." Lin Xiao said with a smile, and then raised the wine jar in his hand to respect the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan: "Back then, I had to thank my seniors for saving me, otherwise I wouldn't be here today."

"Hahahaha, even if there was no veteran to take action back then, with your luck, you could still save the day." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan grabbed the wine jar again and said with a smile.

The four words "turn danger into safety" sound so familiar.

"Senior, this is my Taoist master." Lin Xiao changed the subject and introduced Gu Yanzhen, who was sitting not far away.

Enter the Taoist Master!

Even the master who led him into martial arts was indeed like this.

"Taoist friendship brings blessings." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan said to Gu Yanzhen.

"Senior is absolutely right." Gu Yanzhen responded quickly. He was called a Taoist friend by a martial arts myth. With Gu Yanzhen's free and easy temperament, he couldn't help but feel panic. After all, the gap between the martial arts myth and the martial arts saint was too big.

Too big.

Immediately, a powerful and majestic aura slowly filled the air.

"Yun Zhenkong has come to visit. I wonder if Sword Master Lin welcomes you?" Feng Qingyun's voice came with the pervasive majestic aura.

"Yun Zhenkong..." Lin Xiao was startled for a moment, and then responded with a smile: "The Martial God of the Sky is here, and the flowers are shining brightly."

The Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Layers of Dust Sword Formation paused slightly, revealing a gap.

A cloud is rolling, like the turbulent waves of a river, advancing layer by layer, carrying an extremely powerful and vast divine power. However, as it approaches Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, that divine power quickly restrains itself.

The clouds also shrank rapidly, the clouds sank, and two figures fell into the Little God Mountain.

One of them was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a cloud-white short robe. His eyes had a boundless feeling, as if they contained endless waves of the sea of ​​clouds.

The aura on his body was restrained, but Lin Xiao could still keenly sense an extremely powerful fluctuation from it. It was a fluctuation of divine power, but compared with the two ancestors of the Zhuo family and the Duanmu family that he had killed.

Respecting the myth of martial arts, the fluctuations of divine power contained in this person's body are even more powerful.

The clouds shook the sky!

This person is Cang Qiong Martial God Yun Zhenkong, originally called Cang Qiong Martial King, but after breaking through to the Yuanshen realm and becoming a martial arts myth, Cang Qiong Martial King changed his name to Cang Qiong Martial God. Of course, this name change was done by Tianxialou.

"I only broke through a few years ago, but my divine power is more powerful than the old martial arts myths..." Lin Xiao was secretly shocked.

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Sigh: "He is indeed the first person in this era to break through to the Yuanshen realm."

Lin Xiao could sense the rich destiny of heaven and earth from Yun Zhenkong's body. When he looked carefully, he saw a golden light, which was not inferior to the golden light of Yu Jinglue's destiny.

Sure enough, Yun Zhenkong himself is a martial arts prodigy with good luck. He is now the first warrior in the world to break through to the Yuanshen realm, and he is favored by the world of this era.

In this way, he was able to achieve considerable improvement in just a few years, surpassing the three so-called veteran martial arts myths he killed. Lin Xiao even affirmed that Yun Zhenkong's strength

It is definitely stronger than many veteran low-level Yuanshen realms. As for how much stronger it is and to what extent, Lin Xiao doesn't know.

"Yun Zhenkong has met Sword Master Lin." Yun Zhenkong strode over and laughed loudly, followed by a young and petite woman beside him.

"You're welcome, God Yunwu." Lin Xiao also stood up and returned the greeting. With an unruly Taoist like the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan, there was no need to pay any special attention. But it was the first time for him to meet Yun Zhenkong, the God of War in the Sky. Of course, he couldn't.

So casual.

"Sister Yun, long time no see." Lin Xiao then greeted Yun Qingyan.

"Brother Lin..." Yun Qingyan hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and responded.

"This fellow Taoist is..." Yun Zhenkong glanced at the others, but looked at the old Taoist Ku Xuan, because the others could clearly see in his eyes that he was at the level of a martial saint.

, martial arts saints are like ants in the eyes of martial arts myths. If you are not familiar with them, you will not pay too much attention to them.

"Old Taoist Ku Xuan, I have met Taoist friend." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan said with a smile.

"Yun Zhenkong has met fellow Taoist Kuxuan." Yun Zhenkong also formally bowed his head in response.

Others were watching on the sidelines. The three martial arts myths met. This scene was a bit amazing.

A high-pitched and extremely sharp cry resounded throughout the world and penetrated the sky. Immediately, a white shadow was seen across the sky, approaching Xiaoshenxiao Mountain like an aurora flying by, and appeared above Xiaoshenxiao Mountain.

It was a large eagle with a wingspan of 100 meters and its entire body was white in clouds. It exuded an astonishing power, overwhelming the sky and the earth, majestic and boundless.

Under this divine power, the Ten Thousand Layers of the Heaven and Earth Transforming Dust Sword Formation in Xiaoshenxiao Mountain felt unbearable.

The potential of the Ten Thousand Layers of Heaven and Earth's Transforming Dust Sword Formation is indeed astonishing, but it is still not strong enough at this stage. Potential belongs to potential, and strength belongs to strength.

Before the mountain was sealed for a period of time, the Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Layers of Dust Sword Formation had almost no improvement, but now, it is getting stronger every moment. Sooner or later, one day it will be so powerful that it can resist the martial arts myth or even kill the martial arts myth.

"Who is coming?" Lin Xiao stared at the sky, focusing on the large cloud-white eagle. Feeling that there was someone on the back of the big eagle, he asked loudly.

If they are enemies, there is no need to be polite and they will be slaughtered directly.

"I am Qingxiao Guest. I heard that the youngest martial arts legend today is less than a hundred years old, so I came here for a while." A figure flew out from the back of the big cloud-white eagle. It was a figure wearing green clothes, with long hair shawl, and hands.

Holding a blue jade flute in his hand, his breath is elegant, giving people a very chic feeling.

"Qing Xiao Ke..." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan was slightly startled and muttered in a low voice: "It turns out it's him."

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My friend, Qingxiao Ke is a wonderful man. He is in the middle-level Yuanshen realm. He is both good and evil. He does not adhere to etiquette and customs. He acts according to his heart. However, I have not heard of any evil deeds in him, but I can make friends with him."

The voice of old Taoist priest Ku Xuan rang in Lin Xiao's ears.

"Please." Lin Xiao nodded to the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan and said to the Qingxiao guest in the sky. A gap appeared in the world's ten thousand layers of dust-turning sword array for the Qingxiao guest to enter. At the same time, he was also surprised in his heart.

He is actually a strong man in the middle-level Yuanshen Realm. The gap between the low-level Yuanshen Realm and the middle-level Yuanshen Realm is huge.

The green flute guest laughed and patted the big cloud-white eagle on the head as if he had said something. The big cloud-white eagle immediately circled up into the sky, rushed into the sky and disappeared, while the green flute guest stepped down in the air, looking so cool.

Lin Xiao also saw Qingxiao Ke's appearance clearly. He looked like a middle-aged man, but his temples were white, his eyes were covered with crow's feet, and his eyes were deep and vicissitudes of life. It seemed that he had lived for a long time, but his hair was white.

The sideburns and the corners of his eyes covered with crow's feet do not make him look old, but are full of unique charm accumulated over time.

Chic, uninhibited, carefree, and at ease, but also seems to have a bit of evil...

The first impression is so, so profound.

"Sword Master Lin, don't be surprised if you come uninvited." Qingxiao Guest smiled at Lin Xiao after landing.

"It's such a joy to have friends from far away." Lin Xiao remembered a classic he had read and quoted it directly.

"It's such a joy to have friends come from far away..." Qingxiao Guest was suddenly startled, his eyes gleamed with cold light, and he kept repeating that sentence in a low voice, as if he was in a daze, and then laughed loudly: "

Not only is Sword Master Lin’s martial arts talent unparalleled in ancient and modern times, his talent is even more shameful.”

"Um..." Lin Xiao didn't know how to answer for a moment. He clearly wasn't a scholar, and he didn't have the ability to recite poems correctly. If he did, it would be a reference: "These words are not from me, but from a friend."

Complaints from friends.”

"Talented people tend to associate with talented people." Qingxiao Ke looked at Lin Xiao meaningfully and said, with a clear look like you were 'making something out of nothing'.

Lin Xiao was speechless, but he did not continue to explain, and there was no need to explain, so he simply admitted it shamelessly.

A ray of red light flew across the sky like a meteor at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor falling from the sky. It blasted towards Xiaoshenxiao Mountain with extremely terrifying power, as if it was going to directly destroy Xiaoshenxiao Mountain in one fell swoop.

The terrifying murderous intention and power poured out without any cover, like a torrent rushing forward, destroying everything.

Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. With such tyrannical power, Xiaoshenxiao Mountain's Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Layers of Transforming Dust Sword Formation would not be able to withstand it and would be defeated immediately.

Lin Xiao would not let that terrifying attack directly bombard Xiaoshenxiao Mountain. It was even better not to let it get close. With a flash of his body, Lin Xiao appeared directly outside the Ten Thousand Layers of the Heaven and Earth Transforming Dust Sword Formation, facing the weapon that carried it.

The red light blasted away with terrifying boundless power.

Pointing together like a sword, the power of the sword spread in all directions, overwhelming everything, and the faint sound of the sword echoed through the void.

"What a brilliant swordsmanship." Qingxiao Ke exclaimed.

Yun Zhenkong's eyes were shining, as deep as the sea of ​​clouds, as he stared at Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao's sword finger traced a seemingly simple but actually extremely mysterious trajectory, followed by a shadow of the sword, thrusting forward lightly yet thunderingly.


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