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"Ten High-grade Spirit Stone."

The divine rainbow of the middle-aged cultivator dissipated and calmly landed on the ground. With his hands behind his back, he raised his head to look at the sky, looking like a master in this world.

The emperor's sword-like eyebrows frowned, and his face revealed a conflicted and pained expression.

In the secular world, compared to the immortal gate, ten High-grade Spirit Stone were equivalent to the national treasury's income for half a year.

However, after seeing the killing intent that the four thousand Black Cavalry soldiers carried behind Lin Yu,

The Emperor, as if he had made up his mind, said loudly, "Very well.

"Please, reverend and destroy this army together."

"Of course."

After the middle aged man finished speaking, he conjured a spirit ball that was flickering with light. With a flick of his finger, it carried a berserk Qi and rushed towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu stood in place, without any reaction, his body released a vile aura, which was extremely cold and terrifying.

His eyes, which were blocked by the black hair, were ice-cold and bone-piercing, causing the middle-aged cultivator's heart to slightly tremble.

"Break!"

Lin Yu spat out a short word from his mouth. Before anyone could see his movements clearly, he had already scattered the spirit ball with the zhenqi.

"That's all?"

Lin Yu chuckled, and returned to his original spot like a reincarnated demon.

"Kid. "You."

The anger in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes flared as a violent aura burst forth from his body.

To be able to easily dispel his prideful spell, this made him feel that his dignity was being looked down upon.

The middle-aged man chanted an incantation and took out a long black gold whip from his storage ring.

"This is a treasure that has intersected with my life. After being refined for a long time, it has already reached the middle grade of the dark class."

With that, the middle aged man held his whip up and danced in the air, like a viper spear, with a whizzing sound, he thrusted at Lin Yu.

"So fast!"

"As expected of a Xiantian cultivator."

"You're quite capable."

While Lin Yu was pondering, his body also dodged. The spirit energy beneath his feet circulated, and Lin Yu's movements became extremely light and nimble, his movements appearing like a ghost.

In precelestial stage, I can kill Innates beyond my cultivation level.

Now that you have reached the Innate Realm, I do not even care about your little cultivation.

"Army Breaking."

Lin Yu's pupils contracted, he chanted an incantation, holding the Army Breaking in his hand, he rushed towards the middle aged cultivator's whip with killing intent filling the sky.

However, Lin Yu suddenly felt a huge force coming from the whip, the whip drew a perfect arc in the air, strangely appearing at Lin Yu's back, the black gold whip, struck over.

The corner of Lin Yu's mouth revealed a disdainful look. This seemingly fast attack, under the probing of his powerful consciousness, was as slow as a snail.

He could even see the traces left behind when the long whip slashed through the air.

His hand was covered with zhenqi, Lin Yu grabbed onto the middle aged man's Black Gold Whip.

"How is that possible? Is he still human? "

The emperor, who was sitting on the jade throne and calmly watching the battle, exclaimed.

"This is a long whip forged with highly toxic poison."

"He once killed tens of thousands of enemy kingdom soldiers with a single whip."

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes flashed with astonishment. However, at this moment, he felt a sense of danger, causing the corners of his eyes to twitch.

"Army Breaking Evil Slash."

Lin Yu's eyes, that were as calm as water, suddenly burst with an incomparably resplendent light, as dazzling as the sun.

The burning Army Breaking Jade Sword soared into the sky under Lin Yu's mental control, spinning and howling as it attacked towards the middle aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes trembled as a powerful sense of danger hit him again, causing him to tighten his grip on the spiritual energy around him. He quickly backed up like a gust of wind.

But as if Lin Yu was made of fine iron, he firmly held down his Black Gold Whip.

It made his body unable to move.

"Kill!"

A devilish cold light blossomed on the execution platform, as fresh blood sprayed out into the air like a column of blood.

The head of the middle-aged cultivator, which was filled with astonishment and disbelief, fell off and rolled to the emperor's feet.

"Not all Xiantian cultivators are as weak as you."

A calm voice came from Lin Yu's mouth.

"Lin Yu. You actually killed the Guardian. "

The emperor looked at the head on the floor, which had eyeballs popping out of its sockets. Cold sweat started to form on his forehead.

Lin Yu slowly walked forward, his black eyes filled with ruthlessness and without any hint of color. An incomparably cold aura crazily spread out.

"Can you release my father now?"

His voice was thunderous and exploded in the Emperor's ears, causing him to be so shocked that he almost rolled down from his seat.

"Lin Yu, don't do anything rash. This was a Nine-Five. A True Dragon descendant. "

Xiong Yang, who held onto the heart of the protector, stood at the side and said while trembling.

"

Supreme Nine and Five, my ass.

This was an era where strength reigned supreme.

"Whoever has the biggest fist can bully the world."

"Don't you think so?" Your Majesty. "

Lin Yu revealed a warm smile, just like the big brother next door.

However, when one looked at his smile, it was even more terrifying than not laughing at all.

"Lin Aiqing. "I was wrong."

Looking at Lin Yu's killing intent that threatened his life, and at the army behind him that was as vast as a black forest,

The Emperor completely put down his pride.

"Your Majesty." How can you yield to this slut? "

"We still have the King's Army. Someone will come to save you if you wait for a while longer."

Xiong Yang mustered his courage and said loudly.

If the Emperor's prestige was damaged, he would lose his dignity in the presence of the people, just like the prince's mansion.

"We have four thousand Lin Army guarding the walls of the Imperial City. May I ask your majesty, what other army in Chu could possibly surpass the Shadow Cavalry to invade the city?

Lin Yu's words completely dispelled any thoughts of the emperor and Xiong Yang continuing to fight.

"As long as you let me go, what did you say?" "I agree."

"First, release my father, restore him to the rank of general, and bring injustice to him.

"Okay, that's no problem.

"Second, kill all those from the Prince's Mansion."

Hearing this, the Emperor raised his head and started to ponder. His expression was uncertain as if he was considering the pros and cons.

"Your Majesty."

Xiong Yang kneeled down with a thump, and cried out: "My father has been with you for so long, you definitely cannot do such a foolish thing!"

"Do you agree or not?"

Lin Yu's explosive shout exploded beside the emperor's ears, startling him back from his thoughts.

"Alright."

For the throne, the Emperor abandoned the Prince.

Xiong Yang's face revealed an expression of grief and panic, he sat down on the ground and peed his sh * t and piss, his pants dyed yellow. As though he had gone mad, he staggered forward, and kept on muttering to himself, "It's over."

"It's over."

"It's over."

"Third, my father's achievements in battle are impressive. "We have contributed greatly to the Chu Country."

Lin Yu continued.

"You want to make my father a king shoulder to shoulder? confer our Lin Family as the hereditary royal family. "

"With the Imperial Family."

"Alright."

The Emperor did not object.

"Yes."

Lin Yu responded softly as his eyes flashed with stars. He turned his head, channeled his spirit energy, and shouted loudly: "Lin Army, your majesty has received it all. Send your majesty back to the palace. "

"Okay."

A voice that could topple mountains and overturn the seas sounded out in the sky. Carrying a dragon carriage, the Lin Army was like a city wall as they advanced towards the imperial palace in an orderly fashion.

"Father, your son is unfilial and caused you to suffer."

Lin Yu casually knelt on the ground and cried in a tearful voice.

"Get up, get up."

Lin Tianlang wiped off the blood on his body and arranged his hair behind his head before he stood up.

His spirit and aura of the past returned.

He reached out his dissatisfied, callused hands, and carefully caressed Lin Yu's delicate and pretty face. "Jie'er is now an immortal, I am truly very happy."