Chapter 135 Am I Letting You Go?

The voice from the cyan little sword made Lin Lang slightly taken aback.

This turned out to be a sword with a master.

Lin Lang ignored her, and completely buried his spiritual consciousness in the small blue sword. Nascent Soul is the most precious treasure. How can there be any reason to miss it when you meet it?

"I didn't expect that there are warriors on Earth today who are born with divine consciousness?"

A surprised voice came from the Shangqing sword.

"There are more than you can think of."

Lin Lang said lightly, still immersing his spiritual consciousness in the Shangqing Sword.

"Junior, this Shangqing sword is something that I placed outside to refine it. If you dare to covet this thing today, I will not spare you." The voice in the sword warned coldly.

"Treasures of heaven and earth, those who are capable live here, and you will be considered unlucky to meet me." Lin Lang snorted coldly.

"A mere junior in the Foundation Establishment Realm, do you know who this seat is?"

The mark that participated in that sword was obviously angry. When she ruled the world in the past, she killed countless ants in the foundation building stage, but now the ants in front of her not only offended her majesty, but also wanted to snatch her sword.

How can I make her not angry?

"It's just a little Nascent Soul. If an ant like you dies in my hands, there will be eighteen million of them."

Lin Lang let out a cold snort, and the consciousness that penetrated into the Shangqing Sword became sharp in vain, and strangled all the troubled remnants.

"Presumptuous, ants-like guy, wait for the Double Ninth Day of the Two Realms, and my Miaoyin Pavilion will send disciples to kill your whole family." The woman in the sword of Shangqing said angrily.

"You don't need to look for me, just wash your neck and wait. Someone named Lin Youye will come to your door in the future."

Lin Lang's huge spiritual consciousness crushed the remaining soul in the sword like a millstone.

...

Through the barriers of layers of space, in a misty fairyland of clouds and moons.

An old woman's face was extremely gloomy, and before she knew it, the teacup she was holding in her palm was silently turned into powder.

"What happened, Master?"

A beautiful woman nearby hurried forward and asked.

"The Shangqing sword that I left for the outside world was taken away." The old woman had a gloomy face, recalling the boy's provocative actions, and her anger was hard to contain.

Especially Lin Lang's sentence "little Nascent Soul, I have killed so many people, it completely drove her crazy. She is already a giant in this world with her Nascent Soul cultivation base, and no one can compare with her like that." Handy.

Are there really so many babies in this world for you to kill?

"Arrogant and conceited ants, I am here waiting for you to kill."

Feeling the piercing chill emanating from Master, the beautiful woman couldn't help shivering.

...

Without the protection of his residual consciousness, Lin Lang easily refined the Shangqing Sword.

The half-foot Qingfeng quietly floated in Lin Lang's palm.

"For the time being, it is still difficult for me to use the Shangqing sword to fight with my cultivation base. I will be able to use the Shangqing sword to fight at the Golden Core stage, and I will not be afraid to meet the late Golden Core monks."

Lin Lang secretly thought of putting away the Shangqing Sword for the time being and saving it for future use.

The gnawing sword energy around the Taoist temple was originally generated by the Shangqing sword. Since the Shangqing sword was subdued by Lin Lang, the surrounding sword energy disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the Taoist temple.

Warriors in all kinds of clothes stepped forward one after another. Seeing that the terrifying sword energy in the past disappeared, they were still quite dazed at first, but they were soon overwhelmed by greed.

"The sword array is scattered, our chance has come!"

rush in!

Almost without anyone making a sound, the "treasures" scattered on the ground made this group of warrior masters look like locusts passing through the border. Wherever they passed, even the walls had to be peeled off.

"Come on, the Breaking Barrier Pill belongs to Lao Tzu, anyone who dares to snatch it will be the enemy of my Yu family."

"Fuck off, if I were Yu Yinghao, I would definitely stay away. You, a small late-stage martial artist, dare to show off your power, let's see!" Someone roared angrily.

kill!

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together.

This is just a corner of all the battles in the Taoist temple. Almost half of the warriors are fighting at this time, fighting for the petty profits in the outermost circle.

As for the other half, masters like Deng Ai, or other tyrannical half-step masters knew in their hearts that the real good things were not here, so they left everyone and went straight to the back hall of the Taoist temple.

"Don't move, there are people in the house."

Walking outside the door, Deng Ai gave a warning sign and waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"I want to see who is sacred, dare to enter the Taoist temple before me."

Deng Ai sneered, and slapped forward casually, the powerful palm knocked down half of the wall in an instant.

Breaking down a wall that is several meters long with one palm, the power of a master is nothing like this.

It can be said that Deng Ai's move has already made many people fearful. Even Yu Yinghao, the master of the Yu family, frowned. Enemy of the line.

"Deng Ai's skill is already comparable to half of my skill." Chen Qing sighed in his heart.

When the dust is gone, everyone will take a closer look.

In the room, there was nothing but three tall and majestic standing statues. Below, a handsome young man turned his back to everyone.

The young man looked back indifferently, his cold eyes fixed on the intruders.

"It turned out to be him!" Chen Qing's pupils shrank.

How could Chen Qing not remember the young man brought back by Chen Fangyin?

No fluctuations in cultivation, but he dared to sneak into the dangerous Yunwu Mountain alone, but such a pitifully weak and reckless guy survived.

"Could this guy have been hiding his strength?"

This kind of self-righteous speculation suddenly rose in Chen Qing's heart.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Someone immediately stopped drinking.

The boy ignored him and walked outside the Taoist temple.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

The young man's ignorance made the man a little angry. When Lin Lang passed by him, he grabbed the other's shoulder like lightning.

This is a late-stage martial artist. Although his strength is not as good as that of a grandmaster, the power of his attacks is still beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.

"roll!"

However, the boy just flicked his sleeves slightly, and the man was sent flying several meters away without even grabbing a corner of his clothes.

The strong fighters in the late stage of the martial arts don't even have a chance to fight in front of this person.

Lin Lang glanced at everyone coldly, and continued to walk forward. His cold gaze made people tremble instinctively, and he retracted his head resentfully.

"Queer guy."

When everyone was thinking about whether to swarm up and leave the boy behind, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Hugh's arrogance, let me try you."