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Tianzhu Mountain is high into the sky, and the top of the mountain is submerged in the night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tumbling and jumping all the way, Lin Luo's body was light and agile, and he came to the top of Tianzhu Mountain among the strange rocks.

On Tianzhu Mountain, there is a golden temple. Lin Luo knocked on the door of the hall, and a cool breeze came out of his face, and suddenly, he was dressed and hunting, and walked in.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

While Lin Luo was looking, a voice came into his ears.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a robe and a sword on his back, his eyes were attentive, looking at Lin Luo, walking slowly, calm and relaxed.

"Disciple Lin Luo, I don't know if I can see the sect master and his old man?" Lin Luo hugged his fists and said, he knew that it was extremely difficult for ordinary disciples to meet the sect master, so the person in front of him was definitely not the sect master, maybe it was a slave of the sect master.

"Sect Master, you can see each other, let's go back!" Sure enough, when the middle-aged man heard Lin Luo's words, he immediately sneered a few times.

Lin Luo couldn't help frowning, the other party's attitude really couldn't say how friendly it was, which made him unhappy, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the other party again and said: "The disciple has something very important to report to the sect master, and I hope you will tell the sect master, as for whether you can see it or not, it is all up to the sect master and his old man to decide, okay?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect Lin Luo to be so insistent, so he hesitated for a moment and asked, "If you have anything, tell me the same." ”

"Very important thing. Lin Luo emphasized, he hesitated a little, and then continued: "Yes..... It's about the Qingyun Sect's Yan Thunder Peerless Domain. ”

"What?" The middle-aged man raised his head suddenly, and at the same time looked at Lin Luo with a murderous aura in his eyes, and in an instant, an extremely cold killing intent descended on Lin Luo, and he had a feeling that he was about to die in the next moment.

"You said it was about the Yanlei Peerless Domain?" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, forming a narrow slit, and the killing intent that shot out of his pupils was not weak at all.

"Yes. Lin Luo's whole body was tense, as long as the other party made a move, he could react in an instant, turn around and flee.

"Okay, you wait here, I'll inform the sect master. ”

Lin Luo felt that his whole body was loose, the pressure on his body had disappeared, and the middle-aged man seemed to have returned to his original appearance, and the murderous aura that he had originally revealed disappeared. He stared at Lin Luo, his eyes flickering slightly, and then walked towards the depths of the Golden Palace.

Stay in Lin Luo alone in the same place.

"Which disciple is the one from the Qingyun Sect?"

Lin Luo took out the jade crystal, rubbed his chin with his left hand, and was very surprised in his heart.

This person is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and he dares to steal the Yan Thunder Fire of the Qingyun Sect, just by virtue of this, this person's courage and strength are quite remarkable, within the huge Qingyun Sect, how many people can do this?

Although he couldn't guess who that person was, Lin Luo knew that there were definitely no more than thirty disciples of the Qingyun Sect who could do this!

"I'll take a look, it should be fine......"

With an excited look on his face, Lin Luo held the crystal in his hand and sank his mind into it......

Yan thunder is in the absolute domain, and the thunder sea is steaming. In that Jedi-like thunder sea, there was a man sitting cross-legged, and on his side, there were eight blood-red flags, and the eight-pole flags were arranged according to the gossip trend, although the thunder was monstrous, although the power of the thunder and fire was furious, but it was suppressed by the eight-pole flag!

The eight-pole blood-red banner was waving in the wind, exuding a terrifying bloody aura outward.

Moreover, the endless thunder power was also absorbed, refined, and transformed into his own power by the blood-red banner.

In a matter of moments, the thunder power of a space around the man had become extremely thin.

He stood up, like a mountain rising from the ground, with an astonishing momentum.

Lin Luo had a familiar feeling with this person, as if he had seen this back somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Then, the man walked towards the depths of the Thunder Sea step by step, and beside him, the eight-pole banner floated in the void and moved with it.

Suddenly, the picture shook violently!

The man turned around!

His face was revealed!

Lin Luo was taken aback......

He saw what this man looked like!

It's him!

"How could it be him!"

Lin Luo's mind fluctuated violently, he really couldn't figure out why this person stole the Qingyun Sect's Yan Thunder Fire, was it just to enhance his strength? His strength was shocked and strong enough, he shouldn't destroy the foundation of the Qingyun Sect in order to increase his strength, after all, he was the future hope of the Qingyun Sect!

"Nangong asked the sky, why did you steal Yan Lei Huo, what secrets do you have on your body?"

Before this, Lin Luo couldn't imagine that this person was Nangong Wentian, he tried to think about all the disciples and speculated on the possibility of them doing this, but for Nangong Wentian, Lin Luo thought that it was impossible for him to do so.

And the facts gave Lin Luo a lesson, he was Nangong Wentian.

The next picture is not very clear, Nangong Wentian burst out with a powerful combat power, a combat power that is enough to kill Elder Duan Ming!

And then, that's it.

Holding the memory crystal, although he finished reading it, Lin Luo's heart set off a terrifying wave.

"Oh no, that person has shown murderous intent to me, is there a connection between these two things?"

Lin Luo's heart sank, Nangong Wentian was the pillar of the Qingyun Sect, and his popularity in the Qingyun Sect was naturally excellent, plus he did it intentionally, it was not difficult to make friends with the people around the sect master.

If the middle-aged man was really Nangong Wentian's person, wouldn't he have exposed what Duan Ming had given him?

Thinking about it from another perspective, if Lin Luo was Nangong Wentian, he would definitely not let one go even if he killed 10,000 by mistake!

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Luo turned around and fled, and his figure disappeared into the dark night.

"I can't stay in Qingyun Sect anymore, if he doesn't know if he will assassinate me, it will be the imperial capital in half a month, so I might as well set off to the imperial capital first." ”

Lin Luo returned to the room, left a book and put it on the bed, and without saying hello to Yan Kuan, Hua Wuqian and others, he rushed down the mountain alone.

On the other side, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his right hand slashed through his neck with a knife, and he said viciously: "Childe, do you want to kill Lin Luo!"

Nangong Wentian looked at his feet and was silent.

"Are you soft-hearted?" said the Xuan Master's voice.

"I met him and admired his talent, and I didn't want such a genius to die at my hands. Sighing slightly, Nangong Wentian said.

Xuanshi snorted coldly: "If you don't kill him, let him escape, it is you who dies, once what you have done is revealed, at the end of the world, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of Qingyun Sect!"

"Think about it, as long as you get the Yan Thunder Fire, you can make up for the shortcomings on your life stars, and when the time comes, you have to stand aside for any earth-level life stars, and only those owners of heaven-level life stars are your real opponents!"

"Do you still want to be bullied like before, the existence of the humble is trampled on, only the strong can control their own fate and the fate of others!"

Nangong Wentian's face turned pale, and Master Xuan's words fell on his heart, like a hammer hitting his heart.

"Kill him!" Nangong Wentian's voice was hoarse, like a wounded tiger.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "Yes!"