I became the creditor of all the big guys in the world

In the fight with this strong man.

Lin Daoran deeply comprehended some of the true meanings of the Purple Lightning Fist.

His boxing skills became more and more unfathomable. Between breaths, endless purple lightning penetrated from his nostrils and all over his body, moving with his breathing.

Under the cover of purple lightning, Lin Daoran felt that his whole body was very warm, like basking in the sun. At the same time, the purple lightning struck his body, like an ant biting, and it felt a little itchy.

Gradually, Lin Daoran fell into a wonderful state, merging with the world.

It seemed that he was a flash of lightning.

Resonating with the Tao!

"Dare to comprehend the meaning of boxing in battle, it's simply courting death!"

"But it seems that this set of boxing skills is very powerful, and the level should not be low. As long as you can catch it, the Zhentian Gun and boxing skills are all mine!"

After Lin Daoran killed two Yangshi realm strongmen, the remaining people did not fear at all, but became more crazy and jealous.

In their opinion, the stronger Lin Daoran is, the stronger the inheritance he gets.

Can kill him.

The more benefits you get, the more benefits you get.

It seems that at this moment, these people have completely forgotten about life and death, and only greed is in their hearts.

"Roar——"

Suddenly, a roar of a beast sounded.

In the dark void, a ferocious monster flew over!

This is a prehistoric alien species, with strong blood, and it has transformed into its original body. Its body is dozens of feet in size, covering the sky and the sun. There are many feathers on its wings, like cast iron, emitting a metallic luster.

The huge body cuts through the void, with a strong demonic aura, and the eyes are as big as lanterns, flashing fiercely, and a pair of sharp claws, grabbing towards Lin Daoran.

This prehistoric alien species is very fast!

It has been hiding in the void.

Now seeing that Lin Daoran is so powerful and has a terrifying inheritance, he can no longer bear it and rushes out.

Facing the terrifying prehistoric alien species, Lin Daoran looked solemn. He did not continue to try to fight with his body, but took out the Broken Star Bow, held it in his palm, and pulled a full moon.

With his pull, endless lightning power merged into the immortal bow.

This was the first time that Lin Daoran activated the immortal bow without the help of the power of the immortal stone. When these purple lightnings merged, they turned into a purple lightning immortal arrow.

The immortal arrow was surrounded by lightning, contained the rune of destruction, and was shining brightly.

This purple lightning arrow left the bowstring and instantly shot this prehistoric alien species, piercing it.

Although this prehistoric alien species was only at the peak of the Yinxu realm, its bloodline was extremely powerful, comparable to the Yangshi realm, but it was still bloody and half of its wings exploded. It screamed and fell down, and the blue blood in the wound was flowing, which was difficult to heal.

But this was just one of the strong ones!

After Lin Daoran severely injured this beast, he had a deeper understanding of lightning in his heart, and the runes flowing all over his body became more and more brilliant. His whole body, bones, blood, etc. were once again filled with purple lightning, as if washing away impurities.

Lin Daoran's whole body burst into a thunderous roar!

At this time, another beast hidden in the darkness saw its companion being killed and rushed over with a roar.

This was a strange leopard with a pair of horns on its forehead, a black aura all over its body, and runes on its fur. Although its size was much smaller than the previous wild species, it was still several feet in size and very fast. There was actually a little breath of a real dragon in the black aura.

It should be a mixed race of dragon blood.

This leopard had a terrifying momentum. Before it made a move, its four claws galloped in the void, easily cutting through the void. Its expression was ferocious. While roaring, the sharp teeth in its mouth were like sharp divine weapons, flashing with cold light, and flowing with the power of rules. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Lin Daoran.

Lin Daoran's expression condensed, and he waved his thunder fist. The fist wind was terrifying, rumbling, and rolled up a piece of lightning. With a terrifying fist light, he avoided the leopard's attack.

His figure swayed, and he punched the leopard's head.

This leopard is definitely the top existence of the demon beast in the Yangshi realm, terrifying and frightening.

But after Lin Daoran's punch.

The leopard's forehead was burnt, and endless lightning concentrated on one point, like an arc of 100,000 volts, penetrating the leopard's body. With a click, the leopard's skull shattered, and then the fist did not stop, like a sword, across the whole body, and then Lin Daoran shook violently.

The terrifying purple lightning power erased all the runes in the leopard's body, tore the leopard's body, and blood scattered in the void.

This leopard died just like that!

At this moment, Lin Daoran seemed like a killing god, his hands were stained with the blood of the Yangshi realm, and everyone was shocked.

Those strong men who were still crazy calmed down, felt cold all over, and their feet were sweating. Fortunately, they did not take action, otherwise they would die.

They were all full of awe for Lin Daoran.

No one dared to step forward.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.

Everyone was suppressed and it was difficult to breathe.

"Why don't you come out?" Lin Daoran's eyes flashed, and he glanced at everyone coldly, and then cast his eyes on a certain empty space in the darkness.

There was nothing there.

Everyone hesitated. Who was Lin Daoran talking to?

Could it be that there was really a powerful person hidden who had not yet been born?

Just as everyone was in doubt, as soon as Lin Daoran's voice fell, a purple coffin appeared, broke through the air, and floated in front of them.

This is the demon emperor's coffin in the purple space under White Bone Mountain some time ago. I didn't expect it to appear here now.

Immediately afterwards, the coffin was opened, and a terrifying figure appeared inside, coming out of the air.

This figure has a ferocious face and a terrifying appearance. The skin on his face and body has been burned in many places. These wounds contain a strange energy that prevents healing. It looks like a demonic energy, but it is not a demonic energy. It seems like a kind of order. , and it seems that the power of a rule is torturing the person in front of him every moment.

"Boy, how did you find me!" This terrifying figure spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, like coming from the Nine Nether Hell.

Seeing that this person was so calm, Lin Daoran chuckled and said: "Although you were hiding very deeply, when Xin'er and Du Qiu were fighting, you seemed to want to take action, but you held back, and in an instant you radiated A little fluctuation was noticed by me."

"At the same time, I think that since you have cultivated the magical power of killing and defeating the heavens, even the destruction of the purple space will not necessarily trap you!"

"Can you tell me who you are and why I feel a familiar aura!"

Lin Daoran's eyes flickered, and he kept recalling his memories, as if he wanted to find an identity that matched the other party, but he didn't expect it.

"Hahaha, you are indeed worthy of being a member of Hunyuan Pawnshop... Everyone is very extraordinary, but you haven't thought of who I am until now? This makes me a little disappointed..."

"But it doesn't matter, you are also a dying person, I will let you figure it out!"

"I am Sikong Xingjin!"

Looking at Lin Daoran indifferently, Sikong Xingjin's burned-out face revealed a strange smile. At the same time, the blood moon behind him condensed again, exuding a cold aura. .

"Sikong Xingjin!" Hearing this name, Lin Daoran suddenly realized and couldn't believe it.

He clearly remembered that Deng Wushuang personally killed this man on the ancient battlefield, but why did he appear here again now?

"Didn't you die on the ancient battlefield?" Lin Daoran asked with a gloomy look and some embarrassment, trying to clear up the doubts in his heart.

But Sikong Xingjin seemed to like seeing the enemy's shocked look, and his smile became even brighter, and he said: "Hahaha, in ancient times, my true self was able to conceal the secrets of heaven, reincarnate, and escape the pursuit of your Hunyuan pawnshop. One hundred thousand years have passed, how will I die?"

"The one on the ancient battlefield is just my clone!"

"Want to kill me?"

"Impossible!"

Sikong Xingjin was very proud, his tone was arrogant, and he was extremely confident. He didn't mind telling Lin Daoran the truth, because he had lived from ancient times to the present, and to a certain extent, he had defied heaven and almost reached an extremely high state. .

After Lin Daoran heard this, his heart sank slightly. He guessed that Sikong Xingjin must have received unimaginable blessings in ancient times. His eyes flashed and he said: "So, this body now must also be yours." Become a clone!"

Sikong Xingjin smiled and did not deny it.

Taking one step forward, his body was enveloped in strange gray killing aura, which continued to condense and transformed into a towering sword of killing.

The sword was gray, with runes flashing constantly, as if it had killed many people, and it was murderous.

Some of the remaining strong men around were horrified and wanted to retreat, but under the thought of Sikong Xingjin, they were all killed by wisps of murderous aura, devoured and refined, and became the nourishment of the murderous aura, nourishing more. murderous look.

There are dozens of strong men!

Just like that, they all died!

The Sword of Killing stared more and more.

Not far away, a little boy and an old man stood there, watching the battle with solemn expressions.

Just now, they also wanted to fight for the Sky-shaking Spear, but they felt that there must be many powerful people hiding in the secret, so they didn't make the impulse.

Now it seems that this approach is correct.

When they were at Nantianmen before, they had seen Lin Daoran take action and felt that Lin Daoran was very strong, but his strength should be limited. The little boy was even more proud and did not take Lin Daoran to heart.

But now it seems that he was wrong!

"This is a killing battle in ancient times. Legend has it that this method is used to enter the Tao. The more people are killed, the stronger the killing spirit will be. When it reaches the extreme, it can condense into a killing clone. If it can not be Backlash will definitely become the strongest in his generation!”

"It's just that this cultivation method is too terrifying and cruel!"

"In ancient times, all the powerful forces united to destroy it, and all those who practiced it were dead."

“Why does it reappear hundreds of thousands of years later?”

The little boy was eating a spiritual fruit and recalling the information recorded in the family. He was a little afraid of the murderous intent. The old man on the side had no expression on his face and said in silence for a long time: "Young Master, maybe this person is the one who said that back then." Maybe? You know, as long as you practice the killing technique to the extreme, as long as there is a trace of murderous spirit in the monk's body, even if the body is destroyed, the opponent can be resurrected! "

"Just like some of the most powerful people, it is difficult to bury them in the sky or the earth, they are invulnerable to all means, and they are reborn with a drop of blood!"