Mr. Zuo is the peak powerhouse of the Divine Realm invited by Wang Shenggan from the four major guards of Kuncang Mountain in the ancient martial arts world.

Mr. Zuo’s name is Zuo Yinian. Mr. Zuo has a resounding name in the ancient martial arts world.

One thought of life and death, one thought of the left.

Zuo Yiming's practice is considered an alien in the entire ancient martial arts world.

Zuo Yinian was born in Kuncang Mountain, and his parents were both elders of Kuncang Mountain.

Zuo Yinian was carefully taught by his parents since childhood, and various rare medicinal herbs were soaked in his body.

Under such innate conditions, Zuo Yiming really did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He entered the innate at the age of twelve and became a first-class genius.

He was even accepted as a disciple by the mountain master of Kuncang Mountain.

However, it is regrettable that when Zuo Yimian was sixteen years old, his cultivation level stagnated.

This stop lasted for twenty years.

Although it is a watershed to become a master in nature, many warriors will never be able to overcome this hurdle in their entire lives.

However, if this result occurs in a genius like Zuo Yinian, it will inevitably make people criticized.

Therefore, Zuo Yiming fell from the altar of genius and fell directly into the object of laughter from everyone.

However, what was shocking was that Zuo Yiming had stagnated his cultivation for twenty years.

One night, he became a master from the innate world, and then he became a master from the small master and reached the peak of the master.

This shocked everyone in the ancient martial arts world.

This is not counting. In the following year, Zuo Yiming's cultivation level improved again and entered the divine realm.

He became the youngest divine warrior in the ancient martial arts world at that time.

A thirty-six-year-old warrior in the divine realm, looking at the ancient martial arts world, is unprecedented and no one to come.

In that era, Zuo Yimian became a role model for the struggle of a large number of young people in the ancient martial arts world.

It can be said that Zuo Yiming is a legend in the ancient martial arts world.

Although his strength may not be the strongest in the ancient martial arts world, his fame is definitely the greatest.

This time Kuncangshan sent Zuo Yiming directly, which shows that Kuncangshan began to truly attach importance to Lin Yunlai.

With Zuo Yiming in mind, Wang Jinglong was very at ease.

Besides, if even Zuo Yiming could not suppress Lin Yun, then Kuncangshan would definitely take full advantage.

Wang Shouli said: "Father, with Mr. Zuo here, I don't know that kid can make a lot of trouble, but we should turn passive into active."

Wang Jinglong nodded: "I have already thought about this problem."

"That kid started a massacre in the Ross tribe, seriously destroying the relationship between the two tribes. I have greeted the other three major families. I will go to the Congress Palace together tomorrow to ask the clan leader for an explanation."

At this moment, Lin Yun was standing outside the gate of Shen’s house in Guangnan.

Along the way, Haotian Sword has drunk many blood.

Guangnan is Lin Yun’s last stop to clear those traitors.

"Where did the kid come from? Don't you know this is the Shen family? Don't stand here!" The security guard of the Shen family saw Lin Yun and came over to scold him.

However, when he blinked and looked at Lin Yun, there was no one there.

"Hey, strange, this kid runs very fast!"

In the office, Chen Yan was still watching the news, and he would not let go of a word as long as it was about that person.

"Boss Shen, what are you looking at?" A voice suddenly rang out in Shen Yan's office.

Lin Yun seemed to walk out of the air and stand in front of Shen Yan.

Chen Yan was shocked, but he quickly calmed down.

This day is coming after all.

Chen Yan stood up and looked at Lin Yun.

It took a long time before Chen Yan spoke.

The first thing he said was: "Can I live?"

"No." This is Lin Yun's answer, it's dull like a chat between two old friends.

Chen Yan did not beg for mercy or struggle, but said, "I have a request."

"Say." Lin Yun said lightly.

"The disaster is not as good as the family." Chen Yan said, and slowly knelt on the ground.

Lin Yun nodded after a while, "Okay."

"Thank you, Master Lin!" Chen Yan hurried his head.

Lin Yun turned around, a red light flashed, and then returned to Lin Yun like lightning.

Chen Yan has fallen to the ground and dies.

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Crescent Lake.

Eighteen powerful people in the divine realm thought of various ways to break the formation.

However, this kind of innate formation is not something they can break.

However, in the face of the temptation of cultivating immortals, these people have never given up breaking the formation.

The scholar was floating in the air, looking at the foggy Crescent Lake. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the scene of the villa of Wangyue Tower.

Unfortunately, he was unable to enter the villa.

"Damn it, how did Master Lin do it!"

"What kind of ghost formation is this!"

The scholar cursed.

The Taoist priest stood on the ground and shouted at the scholar: "Scholar, stop watching. With this broken formation blocking you, you can't get in even if you see it."

"When you come down, I think of another way to break the formation, maybe it will be useful this time."

The scholar looked at him and cursed: "You have thought of more than thirty methods, and you always say it is useful, what's the result?"

"I haven't succeeded once!"

The old Taoist face was neither red nor his heart beat. He smiled and said, "Maybe he will succeed this time?"

"Come down, stop complaining, you can't even get in."

The scholar waved his hand and landed in front of the Taoist priest, and said with a gloomy face: "In three days, if I still cannot break the formation, I don't care about the official Chinese warning. I will catch their relatives and force them out."

"If they don't come out yet, I'll kill one in a minute until they come out."

The Taoist frowned. He knew that the scholar was about to be crazy, and that the scholar's life span was about to end. If he had no magic skills to cultivate immortals, he would undoubtedly die.

A dying person, the official warning from the Chinese people is of course useless to him.

But they can't do it. Their life span is still many years old, and they have their own sects.

If you do it too much, it will annoy the Chinese government, those aircraft, cannons and even nuclear bombs are not something that looks good.

That can bring their nests to the sky.

"No, no, if you do this, I'm afraid that before we get the magical skills, we people will have no bones left."

"Let's think about how to break this formation!"

The scholar narrowed his eyes, looked at the Taoist priest, and smiled sinisterly: "Big Nose, don't think I don't know what you guys think. You all have sects, are concerned, and are afraid of death."

"But I'm not afraid. All my relatives and friends are dead. If I can't get the magic skills of cultivating immortals, even I am about to die. What else am I afraid of!"

"If your method cannot break the formation, tomorrow, tomorrow I will start to capture the people from the Cangqiong Group. I don't believe they won't come out!"

The Taoist priest was exposed by the scholar and couldn't help but blush.

However, the scholar's state is almost crazy at this moment.

If he really wants to attack ordinary people from the Cangkong Group, he will definitely annoy the Chinese official.

The Taoist priest dared not think about it anymore. As long as he thought that his Taoist temple was blown away by one shot, his back would feel cold.

If those shells were bombarded at him, he would not know how many he could dodge.

"No, you must stop the scholar from having such crazy ideas!"

The Taoist priest made up his mind and if his method of breaking the formation was invalid, he would contact others and stop the scholar together.

Anyway, Master Lin is dead now, no one will come to save Wang Shufen and others.
Chapter completed!