A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

As soon as Lin Nian finished speaking, the Golden Eagle and the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion flew out from the back mountain of the Lin family, like two lightning bolts piercing the sky.

They landed in the Lin family's martial arts arena, and the bodies of the giant beasts were like a small mountain, covering a quarter of the Lin family's arena.

Ji Ling'er and Lin Yi only saw the appearance of the two giant beasts at this time, and they were shocked. Lin Yi looked at the Golden Eagle and thought to himself: "Sure enough, Kunpeng is too big to stew in one stew."

He laughed at himself, not understanding why he had such a strange idea.

Lin Nian thought about it and felt that he was still missing a sword. He took out the seventh-grade Heavenly Thunder Sword seized from Yuan Shao from his storage ring, walked to Lin Yi, handed it to him and said;

"This patriarch has nothing good to give you, so you can take this seventh-grade treasure Heavenly Thunder Sword. It is a gift from this patriarch to you to express your eternal love."

Before Lin Yi could say anything, Lin Nian had already asked him and Ji Ling'er to get on the back of the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion.

He himself sat on the back of the Great Peng Golden Eagle.

"Patriarch, are we not taking others with us?"

Ji Ling'er asked in confusion. She thought that Lin Nian would lead a large army of the Lin family.

"Don't worry, I alone can resist thousands of troops."

Lin Nian said confidently.

Then the Great Peng Golden Eagle spread its wings and flew high, flying at a speed that was difficult to track with the naked eye.

The Wind and Thunder Holy Lion followed closely behind.

Lin Nian, who was on the back of the Golden Eagle, suddenly heard a system voice in his mind;

"Ding, the host sent out a seventh-grade treasure. Congratulations to the host for triggering the hundredfold return and obtaining the sixth-grade spiritual weapon Taixuan Qingluan Sword."

It was actually a spiritual weapon!

In Lin Nian's cognition, the quality of spiritual weapons is higher than that of treasure weapons.

And spiritual weapons generally have weapon spirits, which recognize their masters.

Lin Nian took out the sixth-grade spiritual weapon Taixuan Qingluan Sword from the system space, and the sword body was full of power.

The moment he held the sword, the innate sword body resonated with the Taixuan Qingluan Sword.

Then, a blue phoenix flew out of the Taixuan Qingluan Sword and bowed to Lin Nian. This was the weapon spirit of the Taixuan Qingluan Sword.

"Good sword!"

Lin Nian praised. He felt the powerful power contained in the sword, and his heart was full of confidence in the upcoming battle.

The Golden Eagle carrying Lin Nian suddenly asked in panic;

"Master, you are not going to kill the bird, are you?"

There was a tremor in its voice, and it was obviously shocked by the power of the Taixuan Qingluan Sword just now.

"Master, bird meat is not delicious, but I heard that braised lion head tastes good."

The Golden Eagle tried to use humor to ease the tense atmosphere, and it was indeed a little flustered.

After all, the power contained in the sword and the breath of the ancestors of the bird family made it instinctively afraid.

"Fly well."

Lin Nian glared at the Golden Eagle unhappily, and was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot. He clenched the Taixuan Qingluan Sword in his hand, feeling the majestic power coming from the sword, and was full of expectations for the upcoming battle.

"Okay!"

The Golden Eagle responded, although he was still a little nervous, but on the surface he slowed down and flew side by side with the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion.

It thought to itself that if the master really intended to attack it, it would recommend the braised lion head to the master, and maybe it could escape.

Thinking of this, it could not help but secretly glance at the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion, with a sly look in its eyes.

At this time, the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion felt a little uncomfortable listening to the sweet words between Lin Yi and Ji Ling'er on its back.

It deliberately put on a stern face and pretended to be angry and said;

"You two little kids, if you keep being sweet on my back, I will be angry."

"Hmph, when I go back this time, I will also find a lioness as my partner."

The Wind and Thunder Holy Lion muttered half jokingly and half seriously, but did not realize that he had been targeted by the Golden Eagle with ill intentions.

Hearing the words of the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion, Lin Yi and Ji Ling'er also became honest, no longer pulling and tugging, but sat down obediently, enjoying this flight across the sky.

The Great Peng Golden Eagle was secretly delighted, thinking about how to recommend the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion to its master as the raw material for the braised lion's head.

It secretly looked at the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion, imagined the delicious braised lion's head, and couldn't help swallowing.

Lin Nian sat firmly on the back of the Great Peng Golden Eagle, holding the Taixuan Qingluan Sword in his hand, looking into the distance with a sharp gaze.

In the Netherworld Imperial City, the tense atmosphere was like solidified darkness, heavily covering every inch of land.

Outside the city, the drums of the Xiliang army roared like thunder, shaking the world. They were already at the gates of the city, ready to launch the final attack.

In the city, a ground-level top-grade barrier formation was blooming with colorful brilliance under the urging of the formation master. Although beautiful, it was desolate..

This is the last line of defense of the Nether Imperial City. Once it collapses, it will usher in endless killing and destruction.

At this critical moment, outside the barrier, Xiliang King Tuoba Zhen and Ziyang Dynasty General Sun Hao stared at the city wall with torch-like eyes.

The soldiers behind them were like beasts, waiting for an order, and they would pounce on the crumbling city.

On the city wall, a man in an imperial robe and with an imperial majesty, holding the emperor's sword tightly, said to the woman beside him in a deep voice;

"Qing'er, when the barrier is broken, I will kill a bloody way for you. You take the opportunity to leave here, the farther the better."

"No, Brother Jiu, if you die, I will never live alone!"

The woman's voice was firm and affectionate. There was no fear in her eyes, only deep attachment and determination to her husband.

These two were Ji Ling'er's parents, the emperor and queen of the Nether Dynasty.

Of their sons, only the eighth son and the ninth son, Ji Ling'er, were left, and the rest were killed before they could escape.

At this time, a burly and imposing general hurriedly stepped forward and said to Emperor Ji Jiuming;

"Your Majesty, the great array barrier is about to be broken, you and the queen should leave quickly, I am willing to fight for your survival."

Lei Xiaotian, the great general of the Netherworld Dynasty, although he has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but he knows in his heart that facing strong men like Tuoba Zhen and Sun Hao, plus several Nascent Soul masters of the Qingyun Sect, he is powerless to save the situation.

"Lei Xiaotian, once the barrier is broken, you take the queen away, I will die with the King of Xiliang!"

Ji Jiuming's tone was firm, with a king's domineering aura.

Lei Xiaotian wanted to say something else, but Ji Jiuming had already made a decision;

"Protect the Queen for me, I thank you here. In the next life, you will be the king and I will be the minister!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Jiuming's aura began to surge, and the powerful force of the late Nascent Soul surged like a tide. His figure became taller and taller in the light, as if he had made the final decision and was ready to die with the enemy.