Campus belle's cultivation master

Lin Yu directly stepped through Ji Taichu's chest and burst his heart!

Accompanied by a low muffled sound, Ji Taichu's two round eyes bulged out, and his mouth spewed out a big mouthful of scarlet blood mixed with broken internal organs. He was dead at once!

In any case, he would not have thought that the time when Ji's ancestors went out of the pass was the time when he lost his life.

The whole scene fell into a strange silence, and the Ji family, who were not far away, were all wide eyed and frightened.

In front of the half step inborn strong person's face, this evil spirit still dares to show off evil?

Ji Shengmiao, the owner of Ji's family, had a dull look. It took more than ten seconds for him to suddenly come back to his senses.

"My son! What a terrible death! Ah, you hate me

"Lin Zixuan! I'm... I'm going to kill you! I'll skin you and eat your meat! You have to die! "

The Ji family began to cry again, and fell on their knees, their eyes full of anger and sadness

"Ancestor! Please make up your mind

Lin Yu slowly took back his foot and rubbed it on the ground.

He carried his hands on his back, slightly raised his head, and his face was still the innocent expression of human and animal.

To let the evildoers pay the heaviest price is karma and the cycle of heaven.

A generation of arrogant fury must be washed with blood. Don't say it's Ji Mingyang's half step inborn. Even if he is a real inborn strongman, he can kill him!

In Lin Yu's place, there has never been any tolerance or good for bad. He can only do "if you offend me, I'll pay you back".

Above the sky, the turbulent spirit power around the fuzzy figure slowly converged, revealing the true face of an old man. Wearing a long gown of coarse hemp, he has hair of a crane and a child's face.

Ji Mingyang, the father of the Ji family, is nearly 100 years old, but his face is ruddy and his skin is delicate, and he has no decaying spirit of an old man. After all, it's not difficult for him to rejuvenate when he reaches such a high level of cultivation.

Lin Yu's feet soared up in the air. It was clear that every step was in nothingness, but it seemed that there were invisible steps under his feet to bear the weight of his body.

Two figures, one old and one young, face each other from afar.

Ji Mingyang stroked his beard lightly and looked at Lin Yu from the top to the bottom. His bright eyes even showed a strong appreciation: "such arrogance is unique in ancient and modern times, so I feel inferior to myself."

Lin Yu frowned a little: "I destroy your family, kill your relatives, why not sad or angry?"

"Ha ha ha ha, even though you are gifted, you are a little boy after all. Your knowledge is too short." Ji Mingyang stroked his hand and laughed, but did not see any anger. "Lin Zixuan, when you and I are in this state, we have already looked down upon the world and despised all living beings. The so-called hatred of women and the enmity of relatives are nothing but illusions, which will eventually disappear. Only by achieving the position of heaven and man and stepping on the top of martial arts is our ultimate pursuit. "

Lin Yu Shen however smile: "so say, you are not going to revenge?"

"Revenge? Why revenge? If the younger generation does not succeed and is defeated by you, why should I care? " Ji Mingyang stood up in the void and said, "such rubbish as Ji Shengmiao and Ji Taichu, there is no hope for Wu daodeng. It's just a tool I use to inherit my blood. As long as you haven't slaughtered them all, it won't cause me any anger. "

He looked as if he had met a bosom friend who had been reunited for a long time. He didn't care that the Ji family below were all red eyed and trembling.

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and he understood.

It's no wonder that he slaughtered Ji's family. This old man is still able to live in peace. It turns out that they don't care at all.

He looked pitifully at the people of Ji's family who looked gray below, sighed silently, and turned around.

Ji Mingyang once again opened his mouth: "Lin Zixuan, you can't go."

"Oh?" Lin Yu looked at him with a little surprise and said, "since you don't want revenge, what do you want me to do?"

"Although I have no intention of revenge, how can I ignore you who are so talented?" Ji Mingyang's voice fell, and he shook the sleeve of his robe, and two dragons, which were formed by the essence of spiritual power, burst out. "I should chop you, to prove my martial arts, as the capital to ascend the realm of demigod."

His spiritual power is extremely powerful, even compared with Tan Jiandong and Yang Dingfeng. Just a random attack, it has incredible powerful energy, like two crazy heavy armored cars, rumbling over.

Lin Yu pointed to the sword, and a bright air rose to the sky, stretching out more than 20 meters, and rowed down in the air.

The hardness of the two powerful dragons was comparable to that of steel, but they couldn't stop him from a knife, and they were cut into two pieces in a moment. Two huge faucets fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust rose and the waves surged. Then the huge serpentine dragon body was unable to continue to support and disappeared in mid air.

"Lin Zixuan, you didn't disappoint me."

Ji Mingyang laughs, and the second attack follows.

He stood up in the air, his arms suddenly unfolded, and a great momentum swept away. The whole body of clothes and robes flying up and down, hunting.

Accompanied by his two palms suddenly to the middle of a close, all of a sudden full of weather waves, smoke dispersion. The space seems to be involved by an invisible force. In the raging dust storm, there are two translucent light curtains pressing towards Lin Yu in the center.

These two light screens are invisible and colorless, and there is no fluctuation of spiritual power. It is only because of the dust that the blurred traces appear.

"Well?"

Lin Yu's pupil shrank slightly. Ji Mingyang's seemingly ordinary strike has actually mobilized part of the power of heaven and earth, which is by no means comparable to that of a powerful man.

His highest cultivation in the last life was also half step in the congenital environment, but he was still half a chip worse than Ji Mingyang today.

"It's really a good way." He can't help nodding, "you've just seen the field. In time, you may not be able to achieve the position of heaven and man."

Ji Mingyang said with a smile: "ordinary practitioners only focus on the level of spiritual power, but often ignore the connection with the surrounding world. In this way, even if you waste a lifetime, you will not be able to open the field and enter the congenital realm. Lin Zixuan, if you can break this law, you will have the qualification to fight with me. "

Lin Yu Lang's voice and smile, the magic wheel inside the body turned back, and the ink spirit roared out, which immediately soaked half of the sky. At the same time, two small black eddies appeared in the deep of his pupils, which were like the cold pool of ancient wells.

"How difficult is it to break through the small skill of carving insects?"