Chapter 96
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For people like canglun who have already stood at the top of the cultivation world, except Xuanhua, who is at the same level as him, others can no longer pose a threat to him.
Even though this place is the base of the human race and the site of the sword sect of Luoxian, several of you here are famous figures who are shaking three times in the world of cultivating truth.
When the cultivation reached the realm of the devil, it was impossible to defeat him with the number of people.
Therefore, no matter how angry the elders and guests were, they could only hold up their body protection aura and stay in the distance to watch the war situation. At most, they swore that canglun was a sinister demon in their heart and only dared to make trouble in the dark. They are not only worried about Xuanhua, but also show their mind to protect the younger generation from being hurt by the two powerful spells.
Lin Quan is among the elders. At that time, he was drinking and chatting with Fengshuang in the vestibule, and suddenly heard Xuanhua's hand. The old master of the Lin family didn't catch a breath when he saw the high Taoist priest fighting with the man in black. The most terrible thing was that none of them found the trace of the arrival of the devil before the Xuanhua movement.
Even the so-called "God knows Yuanjun" Jiang Taizu did not notice the abnormality.
In their spiritual consciousness, canglun is like a tree, a stone, which should be here.
It was not until Xuanhua broke each other's way that he appeared in the eyes of the public.
What kind of realm should this be?
Lin Quan stood up for himself in amazement. He pinched his hand and looked away from Lin Zhizhi in a worried and anxious way. The battlefield was just separated by the two demons. Lin Quan only had time to look at it and was affected by the lingering charm of Taoism, so he had to stay away.
However, that glance reassured Lin Quan - not only Lin Zhizhi and Feng Qin And His Majesty the sea emperor. There is no crisis yet.
In mid air, there was another loud noise.
Cang Lun's soul eating sword was black and lustrous. It was like breaking a hole in the sky, revealing the blood color of the setting sun.
The sword in the hand of Ziyi daozun and the soul swallowing sword set off an invisible air current. The fierce wind swept the earth and tore up the mountain protection array. The mountain protection array uprooted the spirit mountains of the residences and crushed them mercilessly in the air!
Cang Lun shares the same goal with him in this respect. He deliberately destroys everything in front of him that makes him very uncomfortable at the same time, that is, the bright petals fall from the branches, leaving a lingering fragrance in time, and then vanishes completely in the world.
But in an instant, this place can no longer be seen as the place where the Shuangxiu ceremony was held a few years ago.
But it can't ease his Majesty's mood at all.
Canglun is now very uncomfortable, just like a meteorite pressing on the corner of his heart, affecting the blood transfusion to his limbs, making it difficult for him to breathe - this feeling is not strange to him.
He has been in this state of mind ever since the fragmentary memory fragments appeared intermittently.
Depression, despair, emptiness and confusion.
When a person suddenly finds that he has forgotten something, or remembers some pictures, but in any case he can't push them back completely, the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness is quite terrible - especially when the forgotten thing is another person who weighs more than his life.
Canglun wants to catch that person reflexively. It's not enough to pester him. It's better to go deeper and more
His feeling of dissatisfaction reached the peak when he watched Feng Qin kiss Lin Zhi.
Canglun has not recovered from the injuries suffered by Xuanhua and Suyu. Every time he gets lucky, he feels the pain of his channels - but none of these can compare with that kiss.
Although Lin Zhizhi didn't take the initiative, it can be seen from his refusal that he didn't resist as much as he did in the magic palace Why not refuse?
Because he loves that Phoenix?
That's right.
This is their wedding ceremony and the starting point of their life. If he didn't show up today, that man would be qualified to hold Lin Zhizhi's hand and be a couple all his life.
And he is nothing at all.
His struggle, his tossing and turning, his pain every day and night, his confusion in reincarnation, the other side all know nothing.
It's not fair.
Why is he alone in those countless memories?
How can loveliness be fair?
Canglun stands in the air, and its long black clothes swing with the wind. The man's beautiful dark red pupils bring some irrepressible hurt feelings, which makes him look like a large dog who has come all the way to find his owner. He wanted to take his owner back from others, but found that his owner already has another dog
This is the only remaining emotion in canglun's body, with the characteristics of Ya Xuan.
But soon, the man down in the eyes of the feelings.
The demon master's slender hand clasped the handle and cut his fingertips. The dark red blood penetrated into the soul eating sword.The magic around the man seemed to feel something, and the huge virtual shadow of the sword expanded and turned into a night blade.
The pressure from the demon lord almost penetrated the body protection barrier of the elders. Many of the top level spirit tools trembled in the air, and only by virtue of the aura instilled by the master could they barely maintain their function.
Xuanhua should face canglun, but without blinking, he took back the gray sword with a cold look.
"My Lord," one elder warned anxiously.
Because of this cry, the devil glanced at that place, and his mind moved. The elder immediately snorted and covered his chest - there was a knife shadow, which penetrated his long-standing body protection formula.
Xuanhua spread out his palm, long sleeves elegant, high above, like a landscape painting.
The earth trembles at this time.
When the elder could no longer bear to exhale, a long light cut through the sky and fell into the hands of the Taoist priest at a very fast speed.
When the light faded, it was an ordinary sword that fell into the eyes of the public.
It looks so ordinary, like the quality you can buy on the street - the only thing that makes it different is the scars on the sword.
It's a symbol of force.
Almost all the people present were familiar with it, especially the people of Luoxian sword sect. They would see the guard sword at the door when they went in and out of the sword sect every day.
The sword that defeated canglun thousands of years ago.
At the moment of feeling the devil's breath, the sword vibrated uncontrollably in Xuanhua's hands and made a high sound.
Anyone who has seen it can understand its strong sense of war.
When this ancient sword was controlled by Xuanhua himself, no one in this world could ignore its existence.
Including canglun.
The awe inspiring force of the sword raised the man's hair. Cang Lun sneered. The dark light gathered in his palm and split it away.
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For people like canglun who have already stood at the top of the cultivation world, except Xuanhua, who is at the same level as him, others can no longer pose a threat to him.
Even though this place is the base of the human race and the site of the sword sect of Luoxian, several of you here are famous figures who are shaking three times in the world of cultivating truth.
When the cultivation reached the realm of the devil, it was impossible to defeat him with the number of people.
Therefore, no matter how angry the elders and guests were, they could only hold up their body protection aura and stay in the distance to watch the war situation. At most, they swore that canglun was a sinister demon in their heart and only dared to make trouble in the dark. They are not only worried about Xuanhua, but also show their mind to protect the younger generation from being hurt by the two powerful spells.
Lin Quan is among the elders. At that time, he was drinking and chatting with Fengshuang in the vestibule, and suddenly heard Xuanhua's hand. The old master of the Lin family didn't catch a breath when he saw the high Taoist priest fighting with the man in black. The most terrible thing was that none of them found the trace of the arrival of the devil before the Xuanhua movement.
Even the so-called "God knows Yuanjun" Jiang Taizu did not notice the abnormality.
In their spiritual consciousness, canglun is like a tree, a stone, which should be here.
It was not until Xuanhua broke each other's way that he appeared in the eyes of the public.
What kind of realm should this be?
Lin Quan stood up for himself in amazement. He pinched his hand and looked away from Lin Zhizhi in a worried and anxious way. The battlefield was just separated by the two demons. Lin Quan only had time to look at it and was affected by the lingering charm of Taoism, so he had to stay away.
However, that glance reassured Lin Quan - not only Lin Zhizhi and Feng Qin And His Majesty the sea emperor. There is no crisis yet.
In mid air, there was another loud noise.
Cang Lun's soul eating sword was black and lustrous. It was like breaking a hole in the sky, revealing the blood color of the setting sun.
The sword in the hand of Ziyi daozun and the soul swallowing sword set off an invisible air current. The fierce wind swept the earth and tore up the mountain protection array. The mountain protection array uprooted the spirit mountains of the residences and crushed them mercilessly in the air!
Cang Lun shares the same goal with him in this respect. He deliberately destroys everything in front of him that makes him very uncomfortable at the same time, that is, the bright petals fall from the branches, leaving a lingering fragrance in time, and then vanishes completely in the world.
But in an instant, this place can no longer be seen as the place where the Shuangxiu ceremony was held a few years ago.
But it can't ease his Majesty's mood at all.
Canglun is now very uncomfortable, just like a meteorite pressing on the corner of his heart, affecting the blood transfusion to his limbs, making it difficult for him to breathe - this feeling is not strange to him.
He has been in this state of mind ever since the fragmentary memory fragments appeared intermittently.
Depression, despair, emptiness and confusion.
When a person suddenly finds that he has forgotten something, or remembers some pictures, but in any case he can't push them back completely, the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness is quite terrible - especially when the forgotten thing is another person who weighs more than his life.
Canglun wants to catch that person reflexively. It's not enough to pester him. It's better to go deeper and more
His feeling of dissatisfaction reached the peak when he watched Feng Qin kiss Lin Zhi.
Canglun has not recovered from the injuries suffered by Xuanhua and Suyu. Every time he gets lucky, he feels the pain of his channels - but none of these can compare with that kiss.
Although Lin Zhizhi didn't take the initiative, it can be seen from his refusal that he didn't resist as much as he did in the magic palace Why not refuse?
Because he loves that Phoenix?
That's right.
This is their wedding ceremony and the starting point of their life. If he didn't show up today, that man would be qualified to hold Lin Zhizhi's hand and be a couple all his life.
And he is nothing at all.
His struggle, his tossing and turning, his pain every day and night, his confusion in reincarnation, the other side all know nothing.
It's not fair.
Why is he alone in those countless memories?
How can loveliness be fair?
Canglun stands in the air, and its long black clothes swing with the wind. The man's beautiful dark red pupils bring some irrepressible hurt feelings, which makes him look like a large dog who has come all the way to find his owner. He wanted to take his owner back from others, but found that his owner already has another dog
This is the only remaining emotion in canglun's body, with the characteristics of Ya Xuan.
But soon, the man down in the eyes of the feelings.
The demon master's slender hand clasped the handle and cut his fingertips. The dark red blood penetrated into the soul eating sword.The magic around the man seemed to feel something, and the huge virtual shadow of the sword expanded and turned into a night blade.
The pressure from the demon lord almost penetrated the body protection barrier of the elders. Many of the top level spirit tools trembled in the air, and only by virtue of the aura instilled by the master could they barely maintain their function.
Xuanhua should face canglun, but without blinking, he took back the gray sword with a cold look.
"My Lord," one elder warned anxiously.
Because of this cry, the devil glanced at that place, and his mind moved. The elder immediately snorted and covered his chest - there was a knife shadow, which penetrated his long-standing body protection formula.
Xuanhua spread out his palm, long sleeves elegant, high above, like a landscape painting.
The earth trembles at this time.
When the elder could no longer bear to exhale, a long light cut through the sky and fell into the hands of the Taoist priest at a very fast speed.
When the light faded, it was an ordinary sword that fell into the eyes of the public.
It looks so ordinary, like the quality you can buy on the street - the only thing that makes it different is the scars on the sword.
It's a symbol of force.
Almost all the people present were familiar with it, especially the people of Luoxian sword sect. They would see the guard sword at the door when they went in and out of the sword sect every day.
The sword that defeated canglun thousands of years ago.
At the moment of feeling the devil's breath, the sword vibrated uncontrollably in Xuanhua's hands and made a high sound.
Anyone who has seen it can understand its strong sense of war.
When this ancient sword was controlled by Xuanhua himself, no one in this world could ignore its existence.
Including canglun.
The awe inspiring force of the sword raised the man's hair. Cang Lun sneered. The dark light gathered in his palm and split it away.
For people like canglun who have already stood at the top of the cultivation world, except Xuanhua, who is at the same level as him, others can no longer pose a threat to him. Even though this place is the base of the human race and the site of the sword sect of Luoxian, several of you here are famous figures who are shaking three times in the world of cultivating truth. When the cultivation reached the realm of the devil, it was impossible to defeat him with the number of people. Therefore, no matter how angry the elders and guests were, they could only hold up their body protection aura and stay in the distance to watch the war situation. At most, they swore that canglun was a sinister demon in their heart and only dared to make trouble in the dark. They are not only worried about Xuanhua, but also show their mind to protect the younger generation from being hurt by the two powerful spells. Lin Quan is among the elders. At that time, he was drinking and chatting with Fengshuang in the vestibule, and suddenly heard Xuanhua's hand. The old master of the Lin family didn't catch a breath when he saw the high Taoist priest fighting with the man in black. The most terrible thing was that none of them found the trace of the arrival of the devil before the Xuanhua movement. Even the so-called "God knows Yuanjun" Jiang Taizu did not notice the abnormality. In their spiritual consciousness, canglun is like a tree, a stone, which should be here. It was not until Xuanhua broke each other's way that he appeared in the eyes of the public. What kind of realm should this be? Lin Quan stood up for himself in amazement. He pinched his hand and looked away from Lin Zhizhi in a worried and anxious way. The battlefield was just separated by the two demons. Lin Quan only had time to look at it and was affected by the lingering charm of Taoism, so he had to stay away. However, that glance reassured Lin Quan - not only Lin Zhizhi and Feng Qin And His Majesty the sea emperor. There is no crisis yet. In mid air, there was another loud noise. Cang Lun's soul eating sword was black and lustrous. It was like breaking a hole in the sky, revealing the blood color of the setting sun. The sword in the hand of Ziyi daozun and the soul swallowing sword set off an invisible air current. The fierce wind swept the earth and tore up the mountain protection array. The mountain protection array uprooted the spirit mountains of the residences and crushed them mercilessly in the air! Cang Lun shares the same goal with him in this respect. He deliberately destroys everything in front of him that makes him very uncomfortable at the same time, that is, the bright petals fall from the branches, leaving a lingering fragrance in time, and then vanishes completely in the world. But in an instant, this place can no longer be seen as the place where the Shuangxiu ceremony was held a few years ago. But it can't ease his Majesty's mood at all. Canglun is now very uncomfortable, just like a meteorite pressing on the corner of his heart, affecting the blood transfusion to his limbs, making it difficult for him to breathe - this feeling is not strange to him. He has been in this state of mind ever since the fragmentary memory fragments appeared intermittently. Depression, despair, emptiness and confusion. When a person suddenly finds that he has forgotten something, or remembers some pictures, but in any case he can't push them back completely, the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness is quite terrible - especially when the forgotten thing is another person who weighs more than his life. Canglun wants to catch that person reflexively. It's not enough to pester him. It's better to go deeper and more His feeling of dissatisfaction reached the peak when he watched Feng Qin kiss Lin Zhi. Canglun has not recovered from the injuries suffered by Xuanhua and Suyu. Every time he gets lucky, he feels the pain of his channels - but none of these can compare with that kiss. Although Lin Zhizhi didn't take the initiative, it can be seen from his refusal that he didn't resist as much as he did in the magic palace Why not refuse? Because he loves that Phoenix? That's right. This is their wedding ceremony and the starting point of their life. If he didn't show up today, that man would be qualified to hold Lin Zhizhi's hand and be a couple all his life. And he is nothing at all. His struggle, his tossing and turning, his pain every day and night, his confusion in reincarnation, the other side all know nothing. It's not fair. Why is he alone in those countless memories? How can loveliness be fair? Canglun stands in the air, and its long black clothes swing with the wind. The man's beautiful dark red pupils bring some irrepressible hurt feelings, which makes him look like a large dog who has come all the way to find his owner. He wanted to take his owner back from others, but found that his owner already has another dog This is the only remaining emotion in canglun's body, with the characteristics of Ya Xuan. But soon, the man down in the eyes of the feelings. The demon master's slender hand clasped the handle and cut his fingertips. The dark red blood penetrated into the soul eating sword.The magic around the man seemed to feel something, and the huge virtual shadow of the sword expanded and turned into a night blade. The pressure from the demon lord almost penetrated the body protection barrier of the elders. Many of the top level spirit tools trembled in the air, and only by virtue of the aura instilled by the master could they barely maintain their function. Xuanhua should face canglun, but without blinking, he took back the gray sword with a cold look. "My Lord," one elder warned anxiously. Because of this cry, the devil glanced at that place, and his mind moved. The elder immediately snorted and covered his chest - there was a knife shadow, which penetrated his long-standing body protection formula. Xuanhua spread out his palm, long sleeves elegant, high above, like a landscape painting. The earth trembles at this time. When the elder could no longer bear to exhale, a long light cut through the sky and fell into the hands of the Taoist priest at a very fast speed. When the light faded, it was an ordinary sword that fell into the eyes of the public. It looks so ordinary, like the quality you can buy on the street - the only thing that makes it different is the scars on the sword. It's a symbol of force. Almost all the people present were familiar with it, especially the people of Luoxian sword sect. They would see the guard sword at the door when they went in and out of the sword sect every day. The sword that defeated canglun thousands of years ago. At the moment of feeling the devil's breath, the sword vibrated uncontrollably in Xuanhua's hands and made a high sound. Anyone who has seen it can understand its strong sense of war. When this ancient sword was controlled by Xuanhua himself, no one in this world could ignore its existence. Including canglun. The awe inspiring force of the sword raised the man's hair. Cang Lun sneered. The dark light gathered in his palm and split it away.
