Lin Yang woke up from the state of sword enlightenment, the sword of killing immortals was retracted, and the sword intent on the body slowly dispersed, and the whole person returned to that calm and detached state.

He slowly walked towards the gate of the courtyard, he knew that there would be an ultimate celebration banquet waiting for him in the Qingyun Sect tonight.

Squeak.

The courtyard gate opened lightly, and in front of him was a hundred-meter-long bluestone path.

To Lin Yang's slight surprise, on both sides of the path, the ninety-two Qingyun disciples had already stood in two rows of human walls with solid (chest xiōng) chests and excited eyes.

The moment they saw the shadow of Lin Yang (身shēn), it was like seeing the eternal beacon of life, full of reverence and hope, excited (swing dàng) dàng) with excitement and joy.

Lin Yang has already become the idol of all the Qingyun Sect, and this moment is the moment when this worship and this joy are released.

"Elder Lin is invited to take the table. ”

At the front of the team, Qin Meng took the lead, smiling like an old child, but the roaring voice was earth-shattering.

"Respectfully invite Elder Lin to the table!!"

The remaining ninety-two people roared to the sky, and they bent down neatly, and all the words and all the gratitude were melted into this ninety-degree gift.

Lin Yang suddenly felt that his throat was actually a block.

Rao is calm and dignified, and at this moment, he can't help but be hot by this rich wine-like (情qíng) friendship (body shēn).

"You ......"

He originally wanted to say that Lin Yang couldn't afford this big gift, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a smile of relief:

"You ...... If anyone doesn't drink it and falls down today, I'll pour him on his stomach myself!"

Hahaha!!

Everyone laughed.

Elder Lin is Elder Lin, there are not so many pretentious (情qíng) rules, come, there is nothing else today, just one word - drink!

Boom!

One after another, it is staggered, like a warrior's bold song, constantly rippling ((swing dàng) dàng).

Ha ha!

One laugh after another, reflecting everyone's faces dyed red by the wine, is so touching.

Grape wine luminous cup, (want yù) drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

The great war of the world is about to end, and the proud Qingyun is back at the top of the world, such a moment, such a (情qíng) bosom, only wine, only song, can release the pride (情qíng) in the heart, sprinkled all over the nine days.

......

This booze lasted all night.

When the east is white and the morning light is beginning, everyone knows that the last hour is coming.

Comrade Lao Qin, the first to stride forward, respectfully came to Lin Yang's face, and with a move of his mind, he handed over his natal spirit card to Lin Yang's hand:

"Elder Lin, Lao Qin has only served you in this life, go and beat that kid hard, I will celebrate you again in Qingyun Sect!"

Swish!

As a huge life essence entered Lin Yang's sea of consciousness, Qin Meng's body seemed to have atomized and drifted away in front of Lin Yang's eyes.

The next one is Guo Nu.

He was the first Dharma Protector Elder that Lin Yang had defeated when he entered the Qingyun Sect, and now he was even more emotional when he saw that Lin Yang was about to face that ultimate battle.

Swish!

When this command card came out, Guo Fu's (身shēn) shape also slowly dissipated, and there was only Nahao (情qíng) Wanzhang's voice in the air ((swing dàng) dàng):

"Elder Lin, all the people of the Qingyun Sect are behind you (body shēn), come on!!"

"Come on!!"

"Come on!!"

Huang Shang and the others walked in front of Jungle Yang one by one, and said goodbye to the most insipid but heroic.

"Elder Lin, you will definitely win!"

In the back, Geng Luming and other young disciples came up one by one and gave Lin Yang a big hug, and they would aim at Lin Yang for the rest of their lives and climb towards the peak of martial arts.

In the end, only two (身shēn) shadows remained.

Cui Jing, who is black and burly, has eyes like steel.

"Master!"

The two spoke in unison and knelt at Lin Yang's feet in unison.

Both of them were immature teenagers in the past, and the fate of Wu (情qíng) made them see clearly the cruelty of the world, the boundless sea of suffering, the vast life, and only strength is the only immortal ark across the sky.

Lin Yang is the reborn benefactor who brought power to them.

"Master will definitely be able to win and defeat that bastard Ren Xiaoyao!!" Mo Tian, who is now Lin Yang's second disciple, still gritted his teeth with hatred when he mentioned Ren Xiaoyao.

Lin Yang smiled, he didn't expect to be able to resolve the resentment in this child's heart, but was willing to let this hatred become the strength of Mo Tian's upward growth.

"Master, you will win!!" Cui Jing was much calmer, and the four words already showed the unwavering belief in his heart.

Good!!

Lin Yang waved his hand, and the two disciples disappeared into thin air.

The entire ancient city seemed to have completely fallen into a dead silence, and all the people had already left the Mandate of Heaven battlefield, except for one person, waiting for Lin Yang at the end of the red light rising from the distant Xu.

Ren Xiaoyao, a young man in purple and an evil monarch of the world, slowly turned around after hearing the movement of (body shēn).

On his face, he still had that evil smile, looking at Lin Yang who had come into the world, and the corners of his mouth were wickedly hooked:

"Done saying goodbye to your friends?"

Lin Yang replied: "How does it feel to kneel on the washboard of the Holy Words Academy?"

In a word, Ren Xiaoyao's face suddenly had a string of black lines.

(身shēn) is an evil monarch of the world, but since he was a child, he has become a humble Confucian who has been educated by a saint, which is really a huge joke played by fate to Ren Xiaoyao.

"I want you to take care of it! Lin Yang, I haven't seen you for two months, you have itchy skin. ”

Ren Yao grinned fiercely, and a huge evil lion spirit had already appeared in the heavens and the earth.

Today (日rì) is the final decisive battle between him and Lin Yang, naturally there is no need to hide any more tricks, and the starting point is the world-shattering magic of the Nine Changes of the Evil Heaven.

Scold.

Over there, the golden light flashed in Lin Yang's hand, and a terrifying long sword with a bright edge was held in his hand.

This sword, three feet eight minutes long and about two fingers wide, is engraved with mysterious inscription symbols, and with a slight swing, there is an endless sword image in all directions (shooting shè), and the strength of the edge is actually more than the sword of killing immortals in the past.

Holy Soldiers!

A true holy soldier!

Lin Yang didn't know where he got a real holy soldier long sword, but the moment Ren Xiaoyao saw this sword, his face suddenly showed a sad expression of lovelessness again.

"Damn! Lin Yang, you actually used this holy sword to kill me, you are absolutely sincere, don't you want to be angry brother!"

"Huh. Lin Yang really smiled this time: "Who told you to choose a random treasure box when you get the achievement reward, and you can blame me for a piece of garbage? Don't let me use this holy sword...... If you're scared, you might as well admit defeat early......"

"Admit defeat to your uncle, watch my evil lion claw catch your broken sword!!"

Ren Xiaoyao's mouth is fierce, but his eyes are full of excited smiles.

He rushed towards Lin Yang, and his endless evil energy turned into an angry lion roaring in the sky, full of (hot) blood, and all that reached the sky was Hao (情qíng).

The battle between him and Lin Yang has finally come.

"Come and catch it! Just save two lion claws for my foodie to open meat!"

Lin Yang also swung his sword and leaped, straight up to the nine heavens, and the endless battle** slashed down into the clouds with the edge of the holy sword in his hand.

In this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, there is only the collision of the hearts of the warriors, and only the competition of the young supreme.

The future Fire Emperor and the Evil Emperor, in the battlefield of the Heavenly Mandate that was about to close, bloomed with the most brilliant moment of their youth!

......

And just when the Heavenly Destiny Battlefield of the Qingling Domain was blooming with its brilliant light, in the depths of the distant starry sky, a huge starry sky battleship was hovering in the vast sky, like a giant beast, quietly looking at the vast space in front of him.

Inside the battleship, a group of strong Xia people dressed in black (身shēn) stood like a mountain.

Their (body shēn) exuded unimaginable terrifying fluctuations, and it was extremely difficult to find a powerful existence in the entire starry sky that could rival the elite team in front of them.

But at this moment, the expressions of these powerful Xia clan masters were extremely solemn, and their eyes were cast on the vast sea of stars in the distance, as if they wanted to see through the endless darkness, but no matter how anxious and worried they were, the huge battleship did not dare to cross the thunder pool.

It was as if in that darkness there was a terrifying presence that even they were in awe.

Time, little by little.

The atmosphere in the entire cabin was extremely oppressive, and at a certain moment, a golden light suddenly lit up at the end of the distant starry sky.

"Be careful!!"

I heard a middle-aged man in the cabin shouting: "Activate the highest-level Xuantian Wall, quickly!"

It was too late to say that, less than half a minute after his words dissipated, the golden light in the sky had already come to his eyes.

Wow......

This is an incomparably vast sea of golden fire.

In the sea of fire, every wave is a pure golden divine flame, like a golden peony in full bloom, and like the ignorant holy light in the eyes of the gods, sweeping the sky and boundless.

Oh, my God!!

Even though the Xia clan powerhouses present had seen the most powerful existence in this universe, they still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at this moment by the terrifying golden fire in front of them.

In just a few breaths, the supreme battleship they were on made of thousands of Saint-level spiritual materials had actually been roasted and somewhat deformed, if it hadn't been for the Xuantian Wall defense in time, I am afraid that all these people present would have turned into flying ashes.

Fortunately.

The boundless sea of fire just swept by, and it seemed to be the aftermath of a terrifying blast, but this was even more terrifying, and the aftermath was so terrifying, God knows how strong the flame power in the center of the blast was.

Goo-dong.

In the cabin, I heard a young Xia clan disciple swallow a mouthful of saliva and turn to the middle-aged man:

"Commander, this ...... That's what ......."

"That's good!" the commander nodded, "This is the Holy Light Golden Flame, the most fierce and domineering divine flame in this starry sky!"

Inside the cabin, there was a gasp of cold air again, but someone asked worriedly:

"Childe, he's going to be fine, right?"

"No!!" The commander said firmly: "Childe is brave and unparalleled, and he is destined to be an existence that is destined to embark on the path of immortals, how can he not take a small strange fire!!"

"Hehe......" was just saying, and suddenly a soft and pleasant voice sounded in the cabin: "Uncle Feng, you praise Tian'er so much, but it's a pity that Tian'er is going to disappoint you today......"

Swish.

The moment this voice sounded, the hundred Xia clan powerhouses in all the cabins knelt on the ground like the most loyal courtiers.

"Congratulations to Childe's triumph!!"