Endless divine thunder is roaring, countless thunder and lightning are raging, under the thunder light, the young man's heart is chanting, casting a divine body for him to be immortal!

After the divine thunder, on the high platform, the young man's scorched body slowly squirmed, and there was a kind of Buddha rhyme on his body, he stood up, his back was still straight, and the clouds worshipped the sky, and the heavens descended!

On the wheat-colored futon in front of the incense case, the vague figure sat coiled, motionless like a silent ascetic, the talisman on the incense case exuded a bewitching color, and the peach wood sword was small and delicate, and a trace of texture on it condensed, the dense texture seemed to contain some kind of rhyme, and the fierce-looking evil ghost in the center of the incense case was grinning with his teeth and claws, and his eyes were like lights staring at Lin Yu with a chill to the bone.

He was embarrassed, with a scorching smell all over his body, he just stood up, the divine thunder in the sky did not give him the slightest chance to rest, and once again bloomed with dazzling divine light, submerging his injured body into the ocean, and the endless thunder showed a surging momentum.

In the divine light, he was struggling, shouting, whistling, and the gods above the nine heavens were laughing, laughing at his arrogance! they were ridiculing, they were ridiculing his arrogance! Heaven was irresistible, everything under it was lifeless, it was full of devastation, and its arrival was doomed to the misery of life.

He took a deep breath, the endless light shone on his body, his eyes were bright, he was in the infinite lightning and thunder, blood gradually flowed out of his eyes, and his whole body was turned into flesh and blood under the thunder.

That kind of pain, like a knife cutting flesh deep into the bone marrow, but he stubbornly gritted his teeth and insisted, no matter how big the pain, he replaced it with a low ** in his heart, the ancient scriptures in his heart flickered, obviously it suffered a heavy blow under the destruction of thunder, it was originally an ancient scripture with a vast reason, but helplessly Lin Yu raised the scriptures for too short a time, and he did not understand the true scriptures thoroughly, and he could not send out the power of the nerves.

The divine thunder passed, and the thunder and lightning raging in the ocean also came to an end, and the young man on the third layer of the Ten Thousand Evil Platform was like a piece of mud, crawling on the ground and no one cared about it, the scorched black did not look good, and he could still smell the smell of meat from his body, and two lines of blood dripped down from his eyes, which was very dazzling.

A page of ancient scriptures, chanting hard, the Vajra Immortal Sutra exuded a kind of reject, with the ancient bell reading, nourishing Lin Yu's devastated body, the young man's heart was clear, at this time he fell into an ethereal, his brain was clear, and there was no mundane trouble.

iQue space is like a piece of dust, floating in the universe, it flies with the wind without a place, has no purpose, and drifting with the tide is the meaning of its existence. Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the infamous young man, dragging his evil full body, actually stood up slowly, he was stubborn! He and his last stubbornness, always insisted on not letting go, even if the next stop is not heaven, he is still proud of the world!

The charred black face, like a snail, crawled slowly, straightened up little by little, and this time he stood there, and someone noticed that the young man had been straightening his waist and bending, obviously he had reached the limit. "Snort!" The sky was ruthless, Tianwei fell instantly, not giving the boy any chance to rest, the thunder hit his head directly, and overturned him again, he wandered underground and kept spinning, the thunder and lightning everywhere on his body roared and roared, and after a while, the boy stopped tossing and turning like a scorched wood crawling on the ground motionless.

The power of heaven descended into the world and destroyed the heavens and the earth!

"Is it over? No matter how strong and powerful the second boy of the Lin family is, he is an ant under the power of heaven after all, and he is a platform of ten thousand evils! Bury all evils, no one can step on them. Some people sighed and regretted that today's scene had changed their understanding too much, they saw a young man who did not learn and did not know how to be recognized, like a wild wolf desperately showing himself, he stepped step by step, step by step to the sky!

"Alas, it's a pity......"

Lin Hu's face was a little unsightly, looking at a hope**, that feeling of loss made him very uncomfortable, at the last moment he seemed to see Lin Tian's figure from the young man's body, that feeling of time and space intertwined, when Lin Yu turned into mud and could no longer move, he felt that his soul was being withdrawn.

Turning his head and looking at Lin Tiannan, whose brows were twisted, Lin Hu frowned, although he said that he didn't care, but his eldest brother still cared about his second son, otherwise his brows would not be so ruthless, once he encountered something unsatisfactory, his eldest brother liked to frown.

Lu Ming didn't speak, although his heart was full of joy, but he knew that at this moment, Lin Tiannan was once again on the verge of losing his son, and he was in the midst of grief.

He took Lin Ruoxi, and the two of them, surrounded by the guards, got into their car and prepared to leave, and the crowd of onlookers began to disperse one by one, the matter is over, the ending has appeared, and there is no point in staying any longer, isn't it?

"I ...... Be...... Dragon ......"

Under a pair of eyes, the young man's back was straight and standing on the high platform, his body was scorched, his skin was open, his face was invisible, his long hair was directly struck by thunder and lightning into curly hair, and his head was like a javelin under the sky with a mushroom head.

"Damn! Let's ......"

Lu Ming's fists were clenched in Tie Qing, his eyes were full of surging anger, looking at his high-spirited body, his face was gloomy and he could drip water, was he defeated? One hope of the Lin family was extinguished, but another hope rose again? What is this?

In her beautiful eyes, a trace of ripples flashed, her face was as usual, looking at that figure, her heart was as if she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, her clothes were noble and graceful, she threw away everything before, but she did not abandon the wooden hairpin he gave on the top of her head.

"This ......"

Looking at the young man on the high platform, although he was embarrassed, he was shining in the scorching sun at this moment, as bright as a round of sun. Lin Hu smacked his tongue and muttered to himself: "This Ten Thousand Evil Platforms were really stepped on by him, and all evils turned into empty clouds in front of him, is this infamous child really a creeping dragon? When you give him a chance, he will take off without hesitation!"

The wind is gentle, the catkins are fluttering, a little sad, a little good.

The busy streets are bustling, and in the cheerful courtyard, a group of young disciples are practicing boxing, one by one, the horses are straight, and they are like dragons and horses under the morning sun, one by one, full of vigor and shine.

"Drink ......"

It was a fist technique, and the tiger was vigorous between the sounds, with the power of the fist undercurrent, and in an instant, there was a fierce roar! Like the sound of bone cracking, crisp, crackling like fried soybeans.

Inside the elegant hut, the young man looked at the skylight in a daze, listening to the sonorous and energetic voices outside, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a smile, the smile was very gentle, he used to hear the shouts of the disciples outside in the morning, and his heart was distracted and irritable disgust, but at this moment, after experiencing great ups and downs, he felt so comfortable and enjoyed hearing the same voice again.

The soft futon, the incense burner on the side lit the fragrance of calming the mind, and the young man who had always been lazy could not sleep when the sky was overshadowed.

Lin Yu sighed, sat up from the **, he looked at his futon, this time at home he personally folded his futon, compared to the first time in the Zen courtyard is not square, is not square, this time he is neat, Lin Yu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, stretched his waist and pushed the door and walked out.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, in the morning everything is renewed, the air is fresh, the sun is vibrant, and it is the most beautiful time of the day. Taoists often use the method of devouring to absorb vitality into the body to exercise, and some elderly people often punch and take a walk in the morning, which can also prolong their lives.

In front of Lin Yu's house, there is a small courtyard, the small courtyard is the Lin family's martial arts training ground, there are sandbags, wooden stakes, sticks and other weapons, every morning, there will be the young generation of the Lin family in the martial arts training ground boxing and martial arts, the previous Lin Yu has never participated in the morning exercise because of laziness, for which his father has not criticized him, but this guy's standard mud can't support the wall, no matter how his father beats and scolds, he will carry out his lazy thoughts to the end.

Thinking about his once stubborn self, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile, in the past, he pursued doing whatever he wanted, that was because his brother helped him carry everything, but now everything can only be on his own, and he used to do his own thing, laughing at the world has gradually drifted away from him and can never go back.

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