Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter 3 Kaitian Venerable is my subordinate

Gan!

Xiao Lin was a little sluggish for a while.

This is the fucking nuclear bomb!

On the other side, North State is thousands of miles away.

The extreme north has always been synonymous with desolate and sinister.

At this moment, with the loud rumbling noise, a dilapidated Sect broke through from under the thick ice.

Under the shining sun, a strong man holding a giant axe opened his eyes and walked out of the ruined Sect slowly.

“This is… the master’s blast?”

“Seal for ten thousand years, Qiuluo can finally follow you again!”

After all, the brawny man slashed with a giant axe, and cut an unprecedented black crack in front of him. Then stepped into it and disappeared.

Qianshan, Canglan Town, Zhongzhou.

“What’s your name?”

Xiao Lin looked at the young man curled up in front of him, trying to slow down his tone as much as possible.

“Lin Yu.”

Suddenly, the people behind him whispered.

Um?

Xiao Lin turned his head, only to see Lin Yuzheng looking at him firmly.

“Please, save the town!”

“The Qingfeng faction is still massacring in the town. They will never give up unless Canglan Town is destroyed!”

Lin Yuqiang resisted his tears and knelt in front of Xiao Lin. He knew that only the man in front of him was able to save own town.

Xiao Lin was expressionless.

“The humble ant dares to ask Emperor Ming to be blamed for his sin!”

Suddenly, the void shouted angrily. Lin Yu looked up, and a giant axe exuding murderous aura fell from the sky!

Ah this!

Xiao Lin was also taken aback by this sudden change.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, Ghost Qi’s huge axe instantly turned into broken shadows in the sky.

“Open the sky under the seat of Emperor Underworld Venerable Qiuluo, see Emperor Underworld!”

In the cracks in the black space, Qiuluo stepped out with a giant axe and knelt towards Xiao Lin on one knee.

【what? Dage, who are you? 】

Xiao Lin looked at the brawny man in front of him with a dazed expression.

The tumbling black Spiritual Qi around the opponent’s body has actually condensed into a solid body, which is a sign that the cultivator of the gods has!

“Who are you?”

Xiao Lin looked alert.

Now it was the strong man’s turn to be stupid.

“Master, what’s the matter with you? I am the eight Venerable Venerable under your seat. I am ordered to stay in Beizhou until you break through the shackles and reborn!”

“Oh! The emperor remembered.”

Xiao Lin quickly took over.

The memory of this body is incomplete. If Qiuluo knew that Emperor Ming himself was old and dead, he was just a bird occupying the magpie’s nest, and he could not unite with the other seven supreme to kill him?

“Qiuluo welcomes his master to leave the customs!”

“Other Venerables must have already felt your master’s breath, and will come soon.”

“Master, what should I do with this reckless ant?”

Qiuluo’s great axe swung across and placed it on Lin Ya’s neck.

The murderous aura spread like water, and Lin Yu couldn’t even say what he was afraid of.

“Let him go first.”

After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Lin helped Lin Yu on the ground, “I heard that there are many Qingfeng school disciples in the town in front?”

[After all, they are the aboriginals of this world, maybe they will be needed in the future. 】

He thought.

“Yes… I beg my lord, save Canglan Town!”

“Bold! Just a mere ant, why not die? How dare to interfere with Emperor Ming’s thoughts…”

Qiuluo was about to get angry and was stopped by Xiao Lin once again.

“Qiuluo, this emperor has ordered you to go to Canglan Town quickly and kill all the Qingfeng Sect disciples!”

“Qiuluo takes his command!”

Upon hearing this, Qiu Luo glanced at Lin Ya with disdain, and left the shattered space.