Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 511 [512] Legend!

This sword, like a point of extremely bright cold light, bloomed in the eternal night, bursting out with brilliant brilliance.

Lin Chu's eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul. He could dodge the sword, but he didn't.This life was originally owed to Lin Xuan'er, even if she died at her hands, it would be nothing but repayment of the debt, and there would be no worries from now on.

He laughed miserably, and the laughter spread far and far in this square, as if it wanted to penetrate into the depths of people's souls and make people feel silent.

In the crowd, some people shook their heads and sighed, thinking that it was not worthwhile for such a talented martial arts genius to die like this.But there are also some people who secretly sneered. With the arrival of the great era, a talented monster like Lin Chu is a mountain in front of them, an insurmountable mountain. If it collapses like this now, it may not be a good thing for them.

There are all kinds of thoughts in the world, but Lin Chu doesn't know about all of this, and he doesn't want to know. Now he only knows that even if the sword tip pierces his eyebrows, his skull will be shattered The pain caused by the loss is not as bad as the heartache.

If the heart is dead, even if the destructive sword energy in the body blooms wildly and protects the body independently, it will not be of much use.

Gradually, his eyesight began to loosen.

In a daze, he saw the green figure, like an elf jumping out of the most beautiful dance, smiling sweetly, but Lin Chu didn't catch the lingering fragrance.

everything is over.

Lin Chu's consciousness fell into darkness.

However, after his consciousness fell into darkness, he didn't know that a purple shadow sprang out from the demon-seeding space on his right arm. In an instant, a huge purple light shield enveloped his body, then tore apart the space and disappeared in place.

Disappeared with it was the strange beast that came with Lin Chu, Qizhen.

Time flies, time flies like water, always slipping away inadvertently, leaving only a pile of dead bones.

How many celestial beings are peerless, how many are stunning, who have ruled the world and been invincible for a lifetime, but in the end, how many people can reach the peak?Most of them fell on the road of seeking Tao. Looking back on the past, they can't see the glory, and looking forward to the future, there is a sigh left.

This is the sorrow of a genius, but also the loneliness of the great world.

Those who can climb to the top will always be the very small number of people left after the big waves wash away the sand.

Therefore, all kinds of legends will be left in this world, so there will be beautiful myths in this magnificent world.

As a result, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and the road to martial arts has never changed.

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In this land, it was rumored that countless strong men were born, countless heroes were praised, and it also experienced the baptism of war.The Eastern Desolation and the Western Desert, the Northern Territory and the Southern Forbidden Land, and the endless sea that lies in the middle of the continent. After countless years, too many legends have been born here. Whether it is an individual or a family force, they all have one thing in common, that It is a long tradition.

But there is a legend that it happened in a very short time, not more than a hundred years.

On the street, people come and go, there are all kinds of strange creatures walking, there are all kinds of powerful warriors stopping, there are shouts everywhere, and it is a bustling scene.

In the restaurant, there was a storyteller who was spitting all over the place, talking happily.

"Hey! That battle was earth-shattering, the sun and the moon were smashed, and the stars were broken." The sharp-billed monkey's cheeks, with a mustache on both sides of the mouth, and its short and thin body, looked like an ape.

However, the people who watched and listened to the book did not have the slightest hint of ridicule, and listened carefully to the storyteller telling the legend closest to him.

Today, there are no legends in this land.

The grand event of the upper world kicked off, heralding the arrival of the great era, all the small worlds are no longer closed, no longer being slaves, but can truly live with dignity and pursue the road of martial arts.This also led to many warriors from the big world coming down to each small world to practice.Today is no longer what it used to be, for the sake of a void transmission channel, you can fight life and death. Now every small world and the big world have been completely connected. big world.

"Senior, I heard that the fierce man has a burly figure, as strong as an iron tower, with two fangs extending several meters long, is it true?" asked a warrior who was born later.

Immediately, everyone raised their spirits.

But at this moment, there was a sound of trampling on the stairs of the restaurant, and someone came upstairs.

The crowd just subconsciously took a look and stopped paying attention.

Now that the two worlds are connected, they have seen no matter what kind of creatures, let alone a character shrouded in black robes.

"hey-hey."

Hearing this, the storyteller smiled triumphantly, picked up the wine glass, and glanced at those warriors seemingly inadvertently, a young man with a sense of humor quickly laughed, asked Xiaoer to drink again, and then respectfully poured the wine on the storyteller. .

After drinking in one sip, the storyteller shook his head and posed for a while, then Shi Shiran sat down and began to speak at length.

"If you want to talk about that fierce man, he is also born extraordinary. It is said that when he was born, he was born with a vision, and the sound of dragons and tigers resounded through the world. Later, when he grew up, everyone also discovered his uniqueness. Bufan was born with a tall figure, several feet in length, with a big waist, three heads and six arms. He moves like a hill, and when he stomps his foot, the ground will collapse. What's more frightening is that the pair of huge fangs are unparalleled, It is comparable to the sharpest weapon in the world, and behind him, there are huge bone wings. It is said that he is from the blood of Kunpeng, one of the ancient gods, and turned into the wings of Kunpeng, soaring ninety thousand miles!"

"..."

The old guy spoke happily, enjoying the admiring eyes of everyone.

"What's the name of the person you're talking about?" Suddenly, a faint voice came out.

The storyteller was immediately upset. He hated his words being interrupted the most, and was about to yell, but when he turned around and met the eyes in the black robe, he couldn't help but trembled all over, and sat paralyzed in fright. on the ground.

The rest of the people also looked at the man in black curiously, but they were not targeted.

"senior."

The storyteller wiped the cold snort off his head, smiled wryly, and sighed inwardly. He hunted wild geese all day long, and finally got his eyes pecked by wild geese.

This is definitely a terrifying strong man, he can't afford to mess with it!

Speaking of which, in the previous battle, he was not qualified to watch it up close, but he just glanced at it from a long distance.

"His name is Mu Shuang, but it seems that his real name is Lin Chu."

It's no secret, almost everyone knows it.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the man in black nervously, for fear that the latter would kill him if he got upset.

In this era when life is less important than grass, the law of the jungle is fully reflected. If he is killed, no one will frown more.

"Is he really as you said, with that face?"

The storyteller hesitated, but then he felt his scalp tingling again, as if there was a terrible weapon hanging in his throat, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore, honestly stating that he didn't know clearly.

Looking up timidly, Mr. Storyteller blinked vigorously. He seemed to see a trace of sadness flashing across the pupils of the man in black robe. He thought he had misread it. After blinking, those eyes were icy cold.Shaking his head, he only thought that he was really wrong.

The man in black didn't say anything, he turned around and left the primordial stone behind, and went downstairs.

Standing on the street, looking up slightly, a cold light flashed across his eyes.Turn around, step into the crowd, and disappear here.

(PS: This volume is over, and the ending is as expected, but there are still a lot of stories to tell, but because the offline things can't go as expected, it seems a bit rushed, but I should have read the ending earlier In the volume of Langxuan World, there was a vague reminder, so it is not unexpected. Tomorrow, the seventh volume will start, the chapter of hell. Here, Lin Chu will gradually reveal the mystery of his life experience.)
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