This sudden sound made everyone stunned.

Many people looked back in astonishment, only to see a young man in purple standing in a dark corner of the main hall, with flowing black hair and a bit of scholarly atmosphere.

It's just that at this moment, the young man's face is as gloomy as ice.

Tang Lin?

Everyone was confused, but they didn't expect that the person who was suddenly presumptuous turned out to be Tang Lin, the genius of the empire.

When the ninth princess saw Tang Lin's figure, her face was a little ugly, and she lowered her head.

The young man in white looked at Tang Lin, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Can't you marry?"

Tang Lin raised his head and stared at him, and said word for word: "You can't marry!"

The young man in white couldn't help but chuckle, with his strength, he found at a glance that Tang Lin was just a half-saint, only a few stones of spiritual power, and he could kill him with a single hand.

Such a character is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and he doesn't see it at all.

The Ice Emperor looked at Tang Lin, frowned, and shouted, "Tang Lin, don't mess around, you step back first!" A wave of imperial majesty pressed towards Tang Lin.

Tang Lin didn't seem to hear it, his gaze just fell on the elegant figure.

The shallow sadness between the eyebrows, as if it was a sharp knife mark, cut whose heart?

Tang Lin's voice was terrifyingly hoarse, and he said, "I'll take you away, you can't marry him!"

Hearing these almost confessional words, the faces of everyone in the hall changed slightly, some people looked at Tang Lin, full of sighs, some people were sarcastic, and some had unkind eyes, worried that he had offended the young master of the Tianhe Sect.

The face of the young man in white was slightly gloomy, and behind him, a white-haired old man, stepped out, ready to make a move, but he was stopped by him reaching out and holding his chest.

In the sky of the Golden Luang Palace, dark clouds poured in from afar, piling up above the majestic palace. The wind howled between heaven and earth, mixed with bursts of thunder.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became dull and strange.

Everyone looked at the Ninth Princess, as if waiting for his reply, and the young man in white seemed to be very patient and waited leisurely.

The delicate body of the ninth princess trembled slightly, and her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and after a while, she lowered her head and said, "I can't go with you." ”

Pedal Pedal Ped

Tang Lin's face lost its bloodshot color in an instant, pale as paper, his body took three steps back, his ears buzzed, and vaguely, her words lingered.

If my family dies, what is the point of my life...... For this sentence, he fought bloodily regardless of his life, and in the end, he only got such a refusal.

A great sadness suddenly poured out of his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be burned and boiled by an inexplicable flame.

He looked sadly at the elegant and beautiful girl.

In the Ancient Demon Realm, who cares about life and death for whom?

In that small study, who and who slept all night discussing the secrets of martial arts?

In that ancient battlefield, who protected whom behind him?

Tang Lin's voice was hoarse as if it was torn, and he said, "Why?" These three words seemed to use up the strength of his whole body.

The Ninth Princess looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice: "Here is my father, the emperor, and the queen mother, they gave me life, and I want to repay them." ”

Tang Lin looked at her like this, and suddenly laughed wildly.

He suddenly felt stupid.

Wishful thinking, thinking that she would like herself too.

Wishful thinking, looking forward to meeting her every day, enjoying the brief warmth in the study.

Wishful thinking...... Everything is wishful thinking and self-inflicted!

He laughed wildly, but his heart felt as if it had been torn apart, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Everyone looked at this crazy teenager, their eyes unkind and unfamiliar.

"Look, look......" Tang Lin's heart suddenly rolled out of a surging anger, as if the violent demon god from the Nine Shadows had awakened.

The pain in his heart was like a tear, stimulating Tang Lin's nerves, and he laughed even wilder, just so unscrupulously, laughing loudly.

The voice is desolate and tragic.

"Cough, cough-" Tang Lin coughed up blood, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't stop laughing.

"If my strength is comparable to such a great sect......"

"If I could kill the Dryad......"

"If I'm strong enough, she'll choose me, right?"

Tang Lin looked up at the dome of the main hall, there was a deep grief in his heart, and he said in a low voice: "If I were an immortal......

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

The white-clothed young man sneered and said, "If you want to become an immortal, I'll make you a ghost today!"

Tang Lin felt this palm wind, Huo Ran raised his head, the anger in his heart burst out like a volcano, he looked at him with tears in his eyes, roared angrily, the dragon pattern on his body was stimulated, combined with all the strength in his body, and he punched him hard.

This punch was smashed, the wind and thunder were howling, and a gust of wind seemed to suddenly rush in outside the door of the main hall, and everyone changed color.

The clothes of the young man in white were blown away, but this fluttering palm seemed to be able to cover everything in the world, directly holding Tang Lin's fist.

The ferocious fist was gently countered by this palm.

Click~~ Tang Lin immediately felt as if his fist was crushed by him.

Hard, hard!

He used almost all of his strength, but his fists kept crushing.

"Ahhhh......h

The white-haired young man frowned slightly, raised his other hand, and gently pressed it towards Tang Lin's chest.

Boom!

Tang Lin's body suddenly flew upside down, knocking down seven or eight pillars of the main hall, and fell into the dust and rubble outside the door of the main hall.

The young man in white sneered, turned around, gently flicked the dust on his body, and looked out of the door leisurely.

In the dust and rubble, it seems to fall silent.

Could it be that Tang Lin was beaten to death with a slap?

Everyone was secretly shocked by the strength of this young man in white, but they couldn't help but feel sorry for Tang Lin, a generation of peerless geniuses, confused by love, and now they have reached a dead end.

Throughout the ages, how many days can people die on this love word.

When everyone was sorry, the earth of the entire palace suddenly trembled slightly, and everyone felt a pulse under their feet, like an earthquake.

"Huh?" everyone was shocked.

At this moment, the pile of dust and rubble outside the palace gate was suddenly shocked upside down by a burst of energy, turning into countless slag stones.

A red aura, like a raging rage, permeated the door of the main hall, this fiery red true qi was full of demonic energy, containing a strong demonic aura.

In this fiery red demonic aura, a figure slowly stood up.

With purple clothes and long black hair, it is Tang Lin!

It's just that at this moment, Tang Lin's whole body was bubbling with a surging fiery red true qi, this true qi shrouded the entire hall, bright red as blood, and the true qi contained a fierce demonic qi.

And, on Tang Lin's forehead, a blood-red scale appeared.

Deeply, gasping.

Tang Lin looked up at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty in the main hall, as well as the beautiful figure beside the young man in white, and saw a little worry in her eyes.

This little worry was like a needle prick, piercing his heart.

He felt an indescribable heat all over his body, as if the blood in his body was burning like boiling water, and the hot sensation burned his brain out.

Slowly, step out.

He walked into the main hall again, and the red flames that permeated his body shrouded a radius of ten zhang, burning the door of the main hall quickly.

He was like a spirit in flames, surrounded by countless blood-red flames.

The "Divine Emperor Weapon Spectrum" was combined into a golden long sword, held in his hand, and the cold air swam in the cold sword body, which went straight into his body, but did not extinguish the hot feeling, but instead poured fuel on the fire, stirring up a cold and violent killing intent in his heart.

Kill!

He stared bloodthirstily at the young man in white.

One person, one sword, facing the whole world!

The Ice Emperor was shocked, "Awakened the bloodline of the barbarian gods?"

The white-clothed young man frowned, and sneered: "It turns out that he is a descendant with the bloodline of a barbarian god, hmph! Not to mention that it is just a descendant, it is a barbarian god clan, and my Tianhe Sect can step on it!" As he spoke, he said to the three people behind him: "Don't make a move!"

The three men were silent.

The white-clothed young man floated up, and with a clench of his palm, an ice-like blue spear condensed in the void, stabbing straight down at Tang Lin's forehead.

This ice-blue spear was attached to the majestic aura of water elemental power, which froze the air in the main hall, and layers of cold ice formed on the corners and beams of the wall.

Tang Lin stared at him bloodthirstily, suddenly the red demonic light in his eyes flashed, and countless blood-red scales quickly spread out of his body, glowing with a cold luster, and his pitch-black hair turned into long fiery red hair.

"Die!"

Tang Lin slashed out with a sword, without any fancy sword moves, just fast.

Lightning-fast!

Almost no one could see his sword clearly, and they saw a flash of red light, and the ice-blue spear in the hand of the white-clothed young man suddenly snapped.

The sharp sword light pierced the neck of the white-clothed young man, and at this moment, a layer of energy appeared on the white-clothed youth's body to resist the attack of the long sword.

"Death!" the cold words squeezed out of Tang Lin's mouth, his hands were covered with countless scales, and his nails were sharp and hideous.

The monstrous power burst out from his arm, and this huge force directly forced the body of the white-clothed young man to retreat seven or eight feet, and the golden sword light cut a small gap in the energy shield on his body.

Although it is only a golden sword and does not have any power, it is only sharp, but it is comparable to a superb holy weapon!

The white-clothed young man's face was a little ugly, he pushed away the three people behind him who were about to make a move, staring at Tang Lin gloomily, and as soon as he raised his palm, an octagonal compass emerged from his body, and there were eight holes in the corners of this compass.

Six of the holes shimmer brightly.

"Domain!" The white-clothed young man's face was gloomy, and with a flick of his fingers, the sixth point of light on the compass suddenly lit up, and a strange fluctuation enveloped the hall, with the compass as the center, the entire hall instantly became his domain.

Tang Lin immediately felt a strong binding force, just like what he felt when facing the big demon, but this binding force was stronger.

(To be continued)