Recalling the tragic deaths of relatives and separated old friends, the unyielding obsession in Wang Lin's heart burst out, and his originally dim eyes suddenly opened.
Using the last bit of strength in his body, he struggled to lift himself up from the meteorite. Even if he died, he would stand and resist, never kneel down and die.
But as soon as he stood up and before he could make any resistance, he was hit in the chest by a sharp leg wind, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and another mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.
When Fire Sparrow Clan ancestor saw this, he snorted again, and the disdain and ridicule on his face became more intense. "You are really a stubborn and ignorant junior, with a mere Sunie Realm cultivation level, but you dare to challenge the Kongnie level master, you are simply seeking death."
Wang Lin fell heavily to the meteorite ground. The severe pain from his back almost made him lose consciousness completely. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, soaking and melting the ice, frost and snow under him.
He wanted to raise his arms to resist, but his limbs no longer obeyed his command, his meridians were cut off, and his spiritual power was completely lost. He could only watch the Fire Sparrow Clan ancestor slowly approaching step by step.
The sharp pain from the remaining bone cracks on the opponent's soles of the feet was still clearly felt, making him feel chilled all over.
"Stubborn junior."
The ancestor of the Fire Sparrow Clan sneered, and raised his right foot again. The spiritual power surged from the sole of his foot, and with the momentum of crushing everything, he stepped directly towards Wang Lin's chest.
"Today, I will let you fully understand that the absolute gap between realms is a chasm that you will never be able to overcome even if you spend your whole life!"
Ancestor Fire Sparrow Clan was holding the burning flames on his feet, and was about to step hard on Wang Lin who fell to the ground. At the critical moment, a purple thunder blade suddenly tore through the void from the end of the sky.
The blade was wrapped around the thunder of death, and it was so fast that only an afterimage was left. The destructive force of destruction sent chills to the hearts of all the monks in the room, and it struck the ancestor Fire Sparrow Clan at the ankle!
"What a madman, get out of here!"
Fire Sparrow Clan Ancestor was frightened and angry. He hurriedly retreated, and his body's true fire instantly surged several feet, turning into a thick wall of fire, in an attempt to stop this sudden thunder blade.
But the dark purple thunder blade seemed to be able to penetrate all spiritual barriers, easily breaking through the layers of real fire, grazing the ancestor's ankle, instantly leaving a hideous wound that was charred to the bone and filled with thunder. The severe pain made the ancestor tremble.
Everyone turned their heads and looked, only to see ripples in the distance in the distance, and a tall figure slowly stepped out. It was Luo Chuan who had practiced hard in seclusion for two hundred years and devoted himself to understanding the origin of thunder.
Luo Chuan hung one hand behind his back and came step by step in the air. His eyes fell on the dying Wang Lin, and some complicated and indistinguishable emotions passed through his eyes.
Immediately, he held his right hand in vain, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him suddenly gathered, forming a thunder-patterned war blade that lingered with purple lightning. His tone was as cold as ice. "If you touch him, first ask about the thunder blade in my hand."
Sensing the fluctuation of Kongnie's mid-term Great Perfection cultivation emanating from Luo Chuan, the ancestor of the Fire Sparrow Clan stopped abruptly and stared at him with hatred in his eyes.
"This Daoist friend, after naming me, dares to interfere in disputes in a place outside my boundaries!"
As a cold shout rang out, Master Nanzhao, who had reached the early stage of Void Spirit, stepped forward. His spiritual power was restrained, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he locked onto Luo Chuan unceremoniously.
Luo Chuan didn't even look at it. He turned his left hand and took out a healing pill full of vitality. He flicked it with his fingers and the pill landed steadily in front of Wang Lin. His tone was calm but with unquestionable certainty:
"Take the healing elixir quickly. With me here, no one can hurt you anymore."
Wang Lin struggled to hold himself up, and after swallowing the pill, he immediately closed his eyes and started running his exercises, trying his best to repair the serious injuries in his body.
Luo Chuan held one hand behind his back, with thunder power surging around his body. He glanced indifferently at Dongdi Zi and Master Nanzhao in front of him, with murderous intent in his eyes, undisguised.
"You hurt my dear friend, and today you will stay here to pay for it with your life."
Luo Chuan As soon as the words fell, the melee in the audience stopped instantly. Tens of thousands of monks stopped and looked solemnly at the strong man who suddenly appeared.
Everyone can clearly sense that Luo Chuan has entered the Kongnie realm. His cultivation is at the top level in the entire outside world, and because he dares to face the powerful alone, he obviously has an unknown trump card.
"Shuzi is extremely arrogant!"
"But Kongnie is in the middle stage of cultivation, how can he be worthy of possessing a heaven-defying treasure!"
A roar full of greed suddenly exploded from the crowd, "If I can win this treasure, I will definitely be able to break through the late Void Spirit!"
This sentence completely ignited everyone's greed. The monks who were originally afraid of Luo Chuan's cultivation were instantly occupied by greed, and no longer had any fear.
A Kongnie mid-term monk was the first to be unable to restrain himself, and sacrificed his natal magic weapon, shouting sternly, "Boy, obediently hand over the Leiyuan treasure, otherwise today, both you and Wang Lin will die without a complete body!"
"Kill him and seize the treasure!"
"Kongnie level rare treasure, how can he control it with his level of cultivation? It should belong to the strongest in the world!"
There were screams one after another, and tens of thousands of greedy eyes were fixed on the thunder-patterned war blade in Luo Chuan's hand, like hungry wolves, staring at the easily available prey.
Master Nanzhao took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. His eyes gradually became sinister and vicious. He turned to look at Dongdi Zi beside him and lowered his voice:
"Brother Dongdi, not only does this man possess a valuable treasure, he may also have the secret method to obtain the Kongnie-level rare treasure. He must be killed today, not only to seize the treasure, but also to prevent future troubles!"
A fierce look flashed in Dongdi Zi's eyes, and he nodded heavily. "What you said is absolutely true. This boy has reached the middle stage of Kongnie at such a young age. His talent is astonishing. If he keeps it, he will be in serious trouble!"
While speaking, Dongdi Zi, who was also in the early stage of Void Spirit, moved and looked directly at Luo Chuan with cold eyes, with murderous intent.
Luo Chuan still stood with his hands behind his back, and his tone was indifferent but with a domineering look on the world. "Wang Lin is my best friend. If you dare to touch him again, I will kill all the monks from outside the world here today!"
There were tens of thousands of monks present, and they all stared angrily after hearing this, not believing that Luo Chuan had the ability to kill them all.
Dongdi Zi scolded sternly, "How presumptuous! However, Kongnie is in the middle stage of the Great Consummation and dares to challenge a strong Void Spirit level. You simply don't know how to live or die! Today I want to see how you have the confidence to be so rampant here!"
"Nanzhao, you and I will work together to kill this official, Grand Minister Yunluo. You take action immediately. You must kill Wang Lin without any mistakes!"
"As you command!"
Looking at the two Void Spirit early stage powerhouses rushing toward him, Luo Chuan raised a sneer on his lips, and said in an arrogant tone, "After two hundred years of retreat, I have integrated the magic weapons around me into Origin of Thunder. Today, I will let you learn the power of thunder and destruction!"
"Lei Yuan's destiny, Violet Celestial Thunder Blade, appears!"
With a low shout from Luo Chuan, a war blade filled with purple-gold world-destroying thunder rose into the air.