The many grievances on his body are now written off, but they have not ended there.

The Soul Banner is a vicious magic weapon refined by an evil demon monk, and the soul of his father Lin Wei was sealed in it, and he lost any consciousness, just like a ghost, with a hideous and bloodthirsty face.

Lin Tian summoned his father's soul from the spirit flag, and saw that the vague gray phantom was very similar to his father's face, but he had lost the kindness of the past, only sluggish and hideous.

"Master Abbot, is there a way to restore my father?" Holding back the monstrous murderous intent in his heart, Lin Tian turned to look at the abbot beside him, his tone was calm with a trill, indicating the endless anger surging in his heart.

"Amitabha, people die like lights go out, Lord Lin will mourn and change on Sunday......"

The two masters both clasped their hands together, both grieving for what happened to Lin Tian's father, and when the words fell, they whispered the Sutra of the Past Death, and a little bit of Buddha's light and golden light filled the entire Buddha hall.

The aura of the Dharma obviously has an innate restraint on the yin soul, Lin Wei's soul trembled under the shroud of the aura of the Dharma, with a frightened look on his face, chanting the sutras at the same time with the cultivation of the two masters, which was enough to transcend the soul of he, a monk who had mastered the Nine Heavens before his death, in the Dharma.

It stands to reason that such a terrible ghost full of terrifying evil aura should be transformed by the Dharma, and it will not be a disaster to the world if it disappears from now on, but after all, this is his Lin Tian's father, how can he be ruthless with this heart?

Brush!

The sleeve robe waved, and the soul of his father Lin Wei was included in the spirit banner by him, and he turned his hand again and included the spirit flag in the Sumeru jade bracelet.

Seeing Lin Tian's actions, the two Buddhist monks, Abbot Wu and Monk Wu, couldn't help but sigh, Lin Wei's soul origin had been shattered, and the remaining soul was just a godless body, even the legendary omnipotent supreme man could not restore it.

"Thank you to the two masters for today's events. After being silent for a long time, Lin Tian suddenly spoke, only to see him slowly stand up and walk to the door of the Buddha hall.

"Amitabha, the old man can only do his best, and the road to the future is still up to you to walk by yourself after all. The abbot clasped his hands together, he knew that Lin Tian was planning to leave.

"The love of Buddhism, Lin Tian keeps it in mind, if there is fate, we will meet again another day!"

Turning around slowly, Lin Tian knelt on the ground on his knees and bowed to the two masters, without the appearance of the two masters this time, it would be impossible to resolve the grievances between the two and the top powerhouses, and it would be impossible to get the soul banner that sealed his father's soul from the hands of the Divine Fire Ancestor.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The two masters shouted the Buddha's name, Lin Tian stepped out of the Buddha hall, and his figure gradually disappeared from sight, but his back was more lonely and firm than in the past.

After more than 20 years of penance, the breakthrough of the state of mind is accompanied by the promotion of Gangqi, and now Lin Tian has reached the Four Heavens of the True Self, but this kind of cultivation is still unable to take revenge, Luo Yunxue has the protection of the Divine Fire Ancestor, and it has become even more difficult for him to take revenge.

After leaving the Dou Sect of Buddhism, Lin Tian's eyes were blank, and even though his expression was expressionless, his heart was flowing with tears of sorrow, like a heart dripping blood.

He was sorry for his father, if he had been able to go back earlier, then the tragedy of the Lin family would not have happened at all.

The sky darkened, as if with his heart, the sorrow of the drizzle, the hazy drizzle fell, cutting a beautiful arc in the air, but he had no intention of appreciating it at the moment.

Unconsciously, he walked into Cloud Curtain City, and a young man in a white robe stood in front of him, "Lin Tian?"

The white-robed youth's tone was full of surprise, but Lin Tian walked straight past him as if he hadn't heard of it, his heart precipitated in endless sadness.

"Brother Lin, don't you remember when you are down?" The white-robed young man shouted behind him, Lin Tian still continued to walk forward without looking back, and the passers-by couldn't help but show a look of surprise, they all recognized it, this white-robed young man was the young master of the Dongfang family, and the East was absolutely dusty.

Decades ago, Dongfang Jiechen had practiced with Lin Tian in the Dou Sect of Buddhism, he didn't understand what was wrong with Lin Tian, and with his sensitive identity, why he appeared in the cultivation world so rashly.

The monstrous killing intent was hidden in the bottom of his heart, Lin Tian, who was immersed in grief, did not suppress it, in the hazy drizzle, his body was shrouded in a blood-colored aura, and the whole person was like a terrifying madman, pedestrians avoided one after another, and his face was extremely frightened.

Dongfang Ancestor sensed this murderous aura of Ling Tian, he was injured by the master of Xuantian Sect back then, his injuries had not yet recovered, after the destruction of Duanmu and Nangong, there was nothing wrong in Cloud Curtain City over the years, and Dongfang and Murong had completely established their position.

"Lin Tian, what's wrong?" Dongfang Ancestor appeared beside Dongfang Jiechen, looking at Lin Tian's distant back, his slightly pale face revealed a look of doubt.

Dongfang Jiechen shook his head and said that he didn't know, no matter how he shouted, Lin Tian seemed to be immersed in his own world, and everything in the outside world seemed quite out of place.

Until Lin Tian walked out of Cloud Curtain City, no one dared to wake him up, because the blood-colored murderous aura on his body was too powerful, and if he ventured up, it was very likely that blood would be splashed on the spot.

Dongfang Ancestor clearly knew that Lin Tian was absolutely decisive in dealing with the enemy, and his attacks were absolutely ruthless.

Walking aimlessly, through a mountain forest, when he walked through a cliff and abyss, his footsteps suddenly stopped for the first time, he looked sideways, a pair of deep purple eyes were as empty as the abyss of the sea of stars.

Xiao Yu'er's beautiful face appeared in his mind, Lin Tian frowned instinctively, Xiao Yu'er's figure dissipated in his heart, he continued to pace forward, without looking back, and he didn't take another look at the cliff and abyss.

The drizzle did not have a tendency to turn into heavy rain, and unconsciously, Lin Tian walked into Huba City, the killing intent on his body became more and more condensed, and the ground he stepped on was deeply dented, as if there was a bloody killing machine beating.

"Why is this adversary here again?"

The powerful aura of murderous aura exuded from Lin Tian's body, and the moment he entered the city, it attracted the attention of the monks of the three major families of the Huang family, the Tie family, and the Wang family.

For this scene of killing the patriarchs of the three major families in the open space outside the city decades ago, many people still remember it vividly, and every time they think of it, their souls tremble, and their bodies and minds are cold.

"It is said that his name is Lin Tian, and the big forces of all parties have been looking for him with great fanfare all these years, let's quickly spread the news, and there will definitely be a master to solve it at that time!"

Someone among the monks of the three great families proposed, and this idea was immediately echoed by many people, after all, judging from the breath, no one present was hungry and did not have the courage to rush to do it.

Since the patriarch and the ancestor died one after another, the strength of the three major families has not recovered much after decades, and the strongest person in the clan is only the Nine Heavens, not even an ancestor in the realm of true self.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Huang Qinghui just came back from the Huang clan two days ago to worship the ancestral tomb, he is now a master of the True Self Triple Heaven Realm, and dealing with this demon must be caught!"

At this time, a young man from the Huang clan said coldly in the crowd, his face was filled with an arrogant and domineering look, as if he was Huang Qinghui himself.

"Huang Qinghui, that guy with the blood of the Green Dragon has reached such a realm?"

The masters of the other two great families have changed color, they know that Huang Qinghui is back, but they don't know what kind of cultivation he has achieved, it can be seen that relying on the strong resources of the Huang clan in Middle Earth, Huang Qinghui can be said to have ascended to the sky in one step, just more than 30 years ago, he has reached the cultivation of the ancestors of ordinary families.

Everyone gasped, and a figure in a green robe appeared on the street, blocking Lin Tian's way.

"Lin Tian!" This blue-robed figure was Huang Qinghui, and between cold drinks, the blood-colored knife appeared in his hand, which was given to him by his father when he started practicing at the age of six, but now that the vicissitudes of life, his father died tragically in Lin Tian's hands more than thirty years ago.

Even though he knew that his father and the others died in order to snatch the Extreme Yin Water in Lin Tian's hands, he just hated Lin Tian, just like Lin Tian hated Luo Yunxue, and the hatred of killing his father was not shared!

Huang Qinghui could see that Lin Tian was in a state of no defense at the moment, as if he was immersed in some kind of spiritual shackles, although the murderous aura on his body was extremely terrifying and terrifying, but it was the six gods without a master.

Brush!

Without the slightest hesitation, the brilliant Gang Qi poured into the blood-colored knife in his hand, and the supreme spiritual weapon burst out with an incomparable divine light, turning into a ray of light and shooting towards Lin Tian's head.

"Boom!"

Originating from the instinct of a martial artist, Lin Tian's right hand suddenly raised, and grabbed the blood-colored knife, and the qi on the blade surged, bursting out with sharp sword gangs that continued to vibrate, trying to break free from his hands.

At the same time, Huang Qinghui soared up, and the whole person instantly transformed into a green dragon with teeth and claws, the cyan dragon scales were draped, and the dragon body stretched for dozens of zhang, grabbing and slapping towards Lin Tiandang's head.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Lin Tian raised his eyes and looked at the green dragon that was rushing towards him, his purple eyes, which were originally as deep as an abyss, were now scarlet, and the terrifying murderous aura suddenly erupted, and the blood-colored knife in his hand turned straight into powder and fell from between his fingers, and the powerful martial body was enough to easily destroy the best spiritual weapon!

The blood-colored essence murderous aura that suddenly erupted formed a hundred zhang waves, and the green dragon that Huang Qinghui turned into was instantly swept away, and Yimu Gang's qi shattered, revealing that his body hit an attic, raising a cloud of dust and rubble.

Seeing this scene, the crowd watching the battle nearby were all dumbfounded, Huang Qinghui of the True Self Triple Heaven Realm was so vulnerable, how powerful was Lin Tian?

Just when everyone thought that Lin Tian, the big devil, was about to set off a bloody storm in Huba City, his murderous eyes were indifferently retracted, and he continued to walk forward aimlessly, and his figure disappeared into the hazy drizzle......