"Boom ......"

The muffled sound reverberates, and the vitality storm rages in all directions.

"Since King Han can't bear to do it, let's bury it at the same time!"

Ji Yan was furious, and the killing intent said awe-inspiringly.

After a pause, he glanced at the humble heart monk and Xuanming Zhenren like a warning, and shouted: "Kill!"

"Wait!"

"Do-it-yourself......"

Lynna was startled and stepped forward with his sword in hand, the blade pointing directly at Rinla.

"Amitabha!"

"How about King Zhou wait for a while?"

"This is a human tragedy, how many people can do it decisively?"

The Mingxiang Divine Monk sighed with compassion on his face.

"There are many opportunities in a lonely day, time is precious, and I don't have time to play joys and sorrows with you here!"

Ji Yan said angrily and fiercely, and slapped it out again.

"Sky Splitting Sword!"

"Golden Ancient Fist!"

Wen Bo and the priest of the Emperor Mo God struck out in unison to assist Ji Yan to blast towards Lin La and Lin Na, and the other five immortals erupted again, fiercely blasting towards the Han army that had temporarily stopped below.

"Father?"

Seeing Linna's actions, Linla's face changed slightly, and Junjun looked at Linna in disbelief and shouted.

After a pause, he shouted loudly: "Why does King Zhou need to be so ruthless?"

"This king will solve it himself!"

As soon as the words fell, he pulled out the sword at his waist......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Two loud noises sounded, and the attacks of Ji Yan, Wen Bo, and Di Mo were once again blocked by the eight immortals such as Ming Xiang, provoking Ji Yan and the seven immortals of the Zhou Kingdom, and glared at the two immortals of Humility and Xuanmiao.

"King Han still doesn't do it?"

Xuan Ming Zhenren is a loose cultivator after all, and he doesn't want to offend Zhou Guotai, so he suddenly said in his heart.

Linna's sword arm trembled, and his face changed......

"Father!"

"The sons are not filial, and they have brought such a catastrophe to the ...... of Korea"

"Even if you burden your father, you deserve to die!"

Lin La held the sword in his hand, his face was also uncertain, and he suddenly bowed down, and he was full of guilt and self-blame, and he bowed cautiously.

"Lin pulls my son, for the father is incompetent......"

Linna's heart was even more sad, his tone was choked and low, and his face was full of guilt and self-blame......

The arm holding the sword trembled even more, and it couldn't be pierced......

"It has nothing to do with my father, it's Linla's fault......"

Lin La said with a generous attitude of death.

After a pause, he looked at Lin Yun behind Lin Na and said:

"Brother Wang!"

"In the future, my father and Korea will have to work harder for Brother Wang......"

"There's no end to it......"

Seeing that Lin La's mother-in-law and mother are endless, holding a sword in her hand, she has no intention of killing herself, but instead plays the sad card everywhere.

Ji Yan frowned and said, the martial soul of the Martial Emperor appeared behind him, and he broke out with all his might:

"Hold the mountains and rivers!"

With a palm slap down, the image of mountains and rivers emerged, and countless figures inside shouted, as if the world was boiling, and there was a virtual figure of ten thousand arms standing on the sky and the earth, stepping on the mountains and rivers, making its power skyrocket several times.

"Sword Split!"

"Golden Ancient Fist!"

"Ten Thousand Laws Dynasty Sect!"

"Turtle stepping on the sky!"

This time, not only Wen Bo and Di Mo, but also the competing Ji Dan and Guangfa Divine Monks also attacked at the same time, attacking from all directions where Lin Na was, and it had become a siege.

Ming Xiang, Xuan Ming and the other eight immortals hesitated, and this time they really wanted to completely anger King Zhou......

"King Han!"

Xuan Ming Zhenren, who didn't want to offend Zhou Guo the most, scolded angrily, and his voice exploded like thunder.

Han Wang Linna, who was already in mixed minds, was so drunk that his heart trembled, and there was a majestic momentum, and the sword in his hand subconsciously stabbed forward......

"Stop!"

At this moment, a thunderous roar came from a distance, and more than a dozen powerful breaths came at a gallop.

"Is this the Son of Luck?"

"I was really dragged ...... by him"

Ji Yan scolded secretly in his heart, looked at the ground and couldn't help but breathe, quite stunned.

"Father...... Wang ......"

On the ground, Linla stared at her father Linna in front of her in disbelief and with a face full of unwillingness and anger.

At this time, the sword in Linna's hand was piercing Linla's chest, and the red blood quickly spread, staining Linla's upper body.

Knowing that the reinforcements had arrived, the Mingxiang monk took action as soon as possible and resisted Ji Yan's attack again.

The humble monk and Xuan Ming Zhenren hesitated and did not move, but two figures appeared, blocking the attack of the immortals of the Zhou Kingdom in the four directions......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The continuous roar began, the vitality roared, and the wind was like waves, rolling up the dust in the sky and losing people's eyes.

Linna was pushed forward by the strong wind, and the sword, which had only pierced Linla's chest for a few inches, suddenly stabbed through his back......

Lin La's eyes widened angrily, and his pupils were already dilated, but he was still nostalgic for this endless red dust......

A generation of sons of luck, martial arts, and talent have fallen!

"Boom ......"

On a sunny day, countless dark clouds gathered in the sky, the wind was fierce, and the thunder was shining.

Tianwei!

Heavenly Fury!

In an instant, the sky and the earth change color, and the wind and clouds change.

"Heaven and earth change, son of luck?"

"How is that possible......"

The white-clothed middle-aged man who appeared beside Lin Na like a teleporter, didn't care about Ji Yan, looked at Lin La's corpse in surprise, looked up at the sky and muttered in confusion.

The middle-aged man in white clothes is the existence with the highest cultivation level among the powerhouses of the ancient earth immortal realm, and the realm has exceeded the cognition of the people of this heaven and earth, and he has come into contact with the true law, so he naturally understands the laws of heaven and earth better.

Each heaven and earth is only different in the environment, but the laws of various heaven and earth are common, at most they are different.

As soon as Lin La died, the heavens and the earth changed, like the sorrow of the heavens and the earth, which showed that he was the true son of luck......

He is the trendsetter of this era, the protagonist standing at the pinnacle.

What makes the middle-aged man in white can't figure it out is that Lin Laxiu's realm is not high, his status is not at the peak, and he is obviously still growing, how can he die?

If it's so easy to die, it's not a child of luck!

"Uncle!"

"Who is the Son of Luck?!"

While Xu Hai was thinking in confusion, a young man in a purple robe, a handsome and noble temperament, turned into a purple light and fell, and asked in anticipation with excitement.

After a pause, he looked at Lin La, who knelt down in front of Linna and was pierced through the heart by a sword, and blurted out a little stunned: "It can't be him, right?"

Lin Na suddenly shuddered, his face was as white as paper, and he staggered back a few steps, but he was not on the ground when he was supported by Lin Yun.

"You killed him?"

Without waiting for Xu Hai and the others to speak, the purple-robed young man looked at Lin Na with sharp eyes and asked.

It is quite imposing, giving people the feeling that the emperor is questioning his courtiers.

"No! No!"

"No ......"

"It's not me ......"

"It's not me ......"

Linna's face turned pale, and he hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand in denial, causing many people present to frown.

Looking at Linna's situation at this time, he was obviously a little distracted.

"Childe!"

"He is King Han Linna, this is King Han's second son Lin La!"

A young man with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a heroic spirit reported to the purple-robed young man Dao Yan.

"Father and son?"

Dao Yan was stunned, and muttered thoughtfully, but there was obvious regret on his face.

Perhaps only a father and son could kill the son of luck so easily.

After all, the son of luck was originally brought to this world by his father, and it was naturally much easier for his father to make a move than others.

It's a pity, the slightest difference, if only Lin La could hold out until he arrives, killing the Child of Luck is definitely a huge benefit!