Lin Haoran turned his head to look, but he saw that it was none other than Venerable Yan of the Yanyang Sect, at this time, he looked at Lin Haoran with an innocent face, as if he was just asking a question.

Lin Haoran looked at the other party for a moment and smiled softly, "I have already done it, if you Venerables still don't believe it, then Haoran has no other way!" ”

To everyone's surprise, Lin Haoran didn't have the slightest rebuttal, but he was even more convincing to everyone, after all, just like Lin Haoran before, if he didn't do this, others would never know that he had been to the Beichen Supreme Tomb, and since he had come out, it could only be clear that the original inheritance did not fall into his hands.

Moreover, when Lin Haoran was fighting just now, his sharp swordsmanship and vast spiritual power did not look like a person who inherited the formation and the inheritance of the elixir at all.

"Okay, our question now is the Purple Thunder Venerable outside?"

After Venerable Liu saw that everyone fell silent, he hurriedly opened his mouth to change the topic.

"I'd better go see the other party, I also want to know, what is the other party looking for me for?"

Lin Haoran looked relaxed, although if he didn't want to go at this time, no one could force him, but this kind of thing should be sooner rather than later, there are still so many Venerables at this time, Zi Lei will be more or less scrupulous, but if the Tianhe War starts, if he secretly attacks, it will be impossible to prevent it.

Xie Xuan opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out, a trace of frustration flashed in his eyes, he was annoyed by his current strength, if his strength was strong enough, where did he need Lin Haoran to come forward, he would directly decide the situation.

Regarding Lin Haoran's decision, the other Venerables didn't have any other opinions, even Shen Zhuanghan, as well as Venerable Yan of the Yanyang Sect, there was a hint of joy in their eyes at this time.

What are they thinking, Lin Haoran is clear in his heart, doesn't he just hope that when he encounters purple thunder, the other party will destroy him?

He laughed in his heart, that also requires the other party to have this ability, although he has just been promoted to the Dao realm, whether it is strength or realm, it is far from the purple thunder, not to mention, in the same realm, the strength of the demon race is stronger than the human race.

But he didn't have the slightest fear, whether it was the sword spirit in the dantian position, or the divine power in the chest position, or the sea of knowledge in his mind, they all gave him strong self-confidence, not to mention, when he came out this time, he had already lent out the withered clothes and the cloud boat from Cang'er, even if he couldn't beat the other party, couldn't he escape?

This is not a shameful thing, knowing that it is also an extremely honorable thing to escape at the hands of a strong man.

In the high altitude outside the camp, the cold wind blew through, driving the purple robe of purple thunder majesty, and the length of green silk, his face was handsome, but a pair of vertical eyes looked a little weird.

At this time, there was a little excitement in his eyes, this was a feeling that he had not seen for a long time, he seemed to have seen it, Qing Ming was trembling in front of him, even if it was just a fantasy, it was enough for him to feel excited.

He looked straight in the direction of the camp, waiting for the boy to appear.

Finally, a few figures flew out of the camp, and the old man in front was the person who had just spoken to him, and the young man in green shirts beside him was the young man at the beginning, and he was also the Lin Haoran he had been looking for.

In fact, strictly speaking, what he was looking for was not Lin Haoran, but Qing Ming hidden in Lin Haoran's body, but Qing Ming was originally a divine soul, and Zi Lei didn't even know the other party's name, so he would be so persistent in looking for Lin Haoran.

A moment later, several people had already arrived in front of Zi Lei.

"Purple Thunder Venerable!"

Lin Haoran looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he was confused for a moment, as if he had returned to his youth, and when Zi Lei saw Lin Haoran appear, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, for so many years, he was not afraid of difficulties, just for this moment.

"I didn't expect that the guy back then would now become a Venerable One, and my master's vision is really outstanding!"

Even the conceited Zi Lei couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise in his heart when he saw Lin Haoran, who was already in the realm of enlightenment, but the more this was the case, the more resentment in his heart grew.

But what he didn't think about was that if Lin Haoran accepted the inheritance of the Beichen Supreme at the beginning, then at this moment, whether he could cultivate to the current realm was still a question.

And the Venerable who came over with Lin Haoran were not fools, seeing Zi Lei's face and hearing his words, they didn't know where Lin Haoran was telling the truth just now.

If Lin Haoran really accepted the inheritance of the Beichen Supreme, how could Zilei's attitude be so fierce.

Lin Haoran didn't care about the guy in Purple Thunder's mouth, with a shallow smile on his face, "In front of the Purple Thunder Venerable, I'm just a hairy man, I don't know what the Purple Thunder Venerable is looking for me?" ”

Hearing Lin Haoran's question, Zi Lei's face suddenly sank, "There is little nonsense, where is that divine soul back then, where is it now?" ”

The curvature of the corners of Lin Haoran's mouth flattened, and his smiling eyes became quiet, "So you came here to look for my uncle?" ”

Although Qing Ming had always thought that he was just Ling Tian's sword, for Lin Haoran, it was not someone else who had really taught him over the years, but Ling Tian.

Although he can't be called a master of Qing Ming, in Lin Haoran's heart, Qing Ming is undoubtedly no different from a master.

"Are you uncle?" Zi Lei groaned softly, and then became hideous again, "I don't care who he is, anyway, it's the spirit back then!" ”

The smile on Lin Haoran's face had already been reined in, he looked at the purple thunder on the opposite side calmly, and said slowly, "You're late!" ”

"Am I late? What do you mean? ”

Zi Lei stared at Lin Haoran with burning eyes, wanting the other party to explain clearly.

"Could it be that he has already disappeared, this is impossible, his strength is so strong, how can he disappear so easily?"

Zi Lei stared at Lin Haoran with some irritability, over the years, it was because of the existence of the goal of Qing Ming that he would be so desperate, but now that this divine soul has disappeared, he doesn't know what to do all of a sudden?

(End of chapter)