In the past, Lin Meng was always self-avoiding, afraid to face the past. Whenever I think back to the night I was sixteen, I subconsciously ignore it and don't think about it.

It was precisely in order to escape that he went into self-imposed exile for nearly a thousand years. Forcibly turned one of the greatest geniuses of the Lin family into a laughing stock in the clan.

No matter how senior he is, there are always juniors who chew his tongue secretly.

"Is Lin Meng Ancestor really the son of the Lin family, his cultivation is so low!"

"Shut up, Old Ancestor used to be one of the greatest geniuses of the Lin family, if it weren't for that..."

"It's a genius, and if you can't grow up, you're not a genius!"

"You..."

Whenever this happens, the older man is speechless and can only sigh long. I don't know if it's to sigh at the ignorance of the younger generations, or to sigh at the lack of happiness for the Lin family.

Perhaps, both.

Lin Meng never blamed his juniors for the offense, he only felt guilty for those who still had expectations of him.

So, Lin Meng escaped again. He found the quietest place to hide, and he didn't see anyone else for years.

'Step!' Lin Meng stepped out, his eyes filled with determination.

That night thousands of years ago appeared before his eyes again.

To heal a wound, you need to uncover the scar, then tear the wound and scrape off the bone to remove the bruises.

What Lin Meng has to do now is heal his wounds, and this time, he won't run away.

Late at night.

Showers.

Thunder.

A teenager with bloody hands.

A fairy-like woman lying in a pool of blood.

There was also a femme fatale who was screaming wildly.

'Step!' Lin Meng took another step, and if he looked closely, he would find that his feet were shaking slightly, and even the aura on his body became unstable.

"Mother!" Lin Meng whispered, these two words hadn't come out of his mouth for I don't know how many years.

The rain fell from Lin Meng's heart to his face.

'Step!' is another step down.

The fairy-like woman stretched out her blood-stained arm and gently stroked the young man's cheek: "Meng'er doesn't cry, mother doesn't hurt." ”

Lin Meng didn't know if his mother was hurting, he only knew that his heart was twitching, and it hurt so much that he almost suffocated.

'Step!' Lin Meng took another step, and this step became firm.

"Who is it!" a man came in the wind, picked up the woman who had not breathed the slightest breath and raised her head to the sky and roared, and the thunder trembled because of his roar.

At that moment, Lin Meng saw a murderous aura in the man's eyes, and he wanted to kill himself!

'Step, step...' Lin Meng suddenly quickened his pace, his steps were messy, as if he wanted to escape the faint murderous aura.

That gaze can't kill anyone, but it kills the heart!

'Step!'

Before he knew it, Lin Meng had already stepped onto the eleventh step of the ladder.

The platform was empty, and everyone was cautiously observing this mid-innate martial artist in their caves.

A breath rose but then went out, and the man didn't make a move.

Lin Meng was still immersed in his own world.

Twelfth Order.

Thirteenth Order.

Fourteenth Order.

Up to the fifteenth order.

The scene of that night was replayed in Lin Meng's heart over and over again, revealing the scars in his heart layer by layer.

"Stay!" someone shouted.

'Step!' Lin Meng was unconscious, and took another step.

The man's face changed slightly: "I'll tell you to stop!"

The sword light rose and slashed directly at Lin Meng's face door.

The sword light illuminated Lin Meng's pained expression.

'Boom!' thunder flashed, lighting up the night.

Lin Meng just stretched out two fingers, which were covered with a layer of jade-like luster, and met the sword light.

The sword light that was enough to open the golden cracking stone was not even able to hurt Lin Meng's fingers in the slightest, and was directly crushed by his two fingers.

The sword light disappeared, and Lin Meng pointed like a sword towards the void.

A column of blood erupted from the man's chest, and his body fell backwards. The color in his eyes gradually disappeared, and until this time he didn't see what Lin Meng had done.

Congratulations to the host for winning the battle, rewarding +1000 combat experience. Current Combat Experience 225016875]

'Step!' Lin Meng took a step forward, passing by the people around him, and no one dared to strike again. Even the aura on his body was fully restrained, for fear of disturbing him.

When Lin Meng's figure disappeared from sight, someone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is he really a mid-innate martial artist?" That momentum just now was too terrifying, I am also a martial artist in the Xuanhuang realm, I didn't even dare to breathe just now." ”

"I can't believe it, that aura on him just now is 'momentum'!" said another.

"How is it possible!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and shook their heads in denial. "Isn't the 'potential' only at the peak of Xuanhuang, and can only be initially comprehended after the unity of Xuanhuang and Xuanhuang? He is only in the middle stage of congenital, so many of us can't even misunderstand his cultivation. ”

"yes, and even if we're collectively clumsy. Everyone is suppressed here, and even the 'potential' is impossible to use!"

"I don't know, I can't figure it out. But the aura on his body just now was indeed the prototype of 'potential'. Maybe it's because he only has an innate realm, so the rules here don't suppress him at all. ”

The Beast Emperor looked at everything in front of him and nodded with satisfaction: "The little guy is a little interesting, I now kind of believe what the little guy surnamed Feng said at that time." Come on, let me see what the hell is different about you, even letting them all put the final bet on you. ”

Lin Meng naturally didn't know that the Beast Emperor was watching his every move outside, not even the Beast Emperor, and he didn't even notice the people nearby. He just walked over step by step, without the slightest pause.

Sixteenth Order.

Seventeenth Order.

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With the step by step, the 'momentum' in him has also grown.

Twenty steps.

A punch was thrown, and everyone changed color.

Lin Meng walked over and walked towards a higher place.

Congratulations to the host for winning the battle, rewarding +1300 combat experience, current combat experience: 355016875]

"The latest news, that little doll in the middle of the innate stage just now has broken through the twentieth step, and he is still walking upward!" At the foot of the mountain, a group of people gathered together and whispered.

"So fast? No one made a move? Impossible, no one dared to disobey the rules set by Lord Rentu. ”

I heard that he still didn't use weapons, just a punch, and Zhang Lang was seriously injured. ”

"Zhang Lang! Zhang Lang of the middle stage of the Xuanhuang Xuan Realm on the twentieth floor? Tut-tut, it's really true, we are really eye-catching, who would have thought that the combat power of a little guy in the middle of the innate stage would be so exaggerated. Could it be that I've been trapped here for too long, and the outside world has changed a lot?"

"Where's Hao Ren? Come here, you have a great creation. Someone saw Hao Ren hurriedly come to him and said.

Hao Ren was stunned: "Don't joke about fellow Daoists, they are all locked up here, what great achievements can there be." ”

"Didn't you persuade that mid-innate little guy before? he had reached the twentieth order, and he was still breaking through. It is said that he didn't even take out his weapons. If this really allows him to break through the fiftieth order, with your previous dissuasion grace, he still doesn't follow by the way to carry you, isn't this a great creation?"

Hao Ren was surprised: "What?