Chapter 2 Blood Washing the Lin Family, Holy Earthquake and Fury

Python soul revouring

Lin Lang fell and sat in a pool of blood, and the nine-headed python shadow twisted crazily behind him. He raised his hand tremblingly and tried to recall the supreme bone floating in the air, but saw the bone crumbling inch by inch, turning into gold powder and floating to Lin Feng.

"No! My power... My chaotic body!" Lin Lang's eyes were about to crack, and the meridians around him burst with blood fog due to reverse eating. He obviously swallowed the supreme bone, but at this moment it was like a dead wood drained from the essence.

Lin Feng stepped on his knee, and the blood-colored dragon pattern spread from the palm of his hand to Lin Lang's neck: "Chaotic body? What you took away was just a broken bone. He leaned over and sneered, "My mother has sealed my bloodline for 18 years. Do you really think I'm a waste?"

Fragments of memory suddenly poured into his mind - at the age of three, his mother pierced a silver needle into his heart, and the keel breath instantly quieted. It turned out that his cultivation was slow over the years, all because his mother sealed his real "chaotic dragon body" with secret skills!

The truth about father-sand-law

"Feng'er... stop..."

A weak voice came from the edge of the altar. Lin Feng turned his head and saw Lin Xiaotian kneeling beside Aunt Su's body, with a half-broken sword in his chest - in the melee, he actually blocked the fatal blow of the Elder Lin Feng!

"What kind of father-son relationship do you play?" Lin Feng grabbed Lin Xiaotian's throat, and the dragon pattern burned the other's skin and dark. "Why didn't you feel soft when you saw my mother die?"

Lin Xiaotian coughed blood foam and took out a blood-stained bag from his arms: "Your mother... is not a prostitute... she is a saint of the Tianxu Dragon Clan..." The infed with blood-colored dragon scales, and a map of human skin was sewn on the inside. "The Lin family is ordered to guard you, but the

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly shrank. So Lin Heo-tian's indifferentness these years is a disguise? Those elixirs sent late at night, those "just" misplaced life-and-life trials...

"Be careful...the messenger of the圣地 has arrived..." Lin Xiaotian suddenly burst out and pushed Lin Feng away with his last strength. The next moment, a black light fell from the sky and crushed him into blood mud!

The arrival of the Holy Land

The dark clouds were torn, and a thousand-foot-long bronze warship broke out of the air. At the bow of the ship stood three people in black robe, embroidered with ferocious ghost faces on their chests - the law enforcement elders of the mysterious holy land!

"Do you dare to stain the blood of the dragon clan?" The leading old man flicked his fingers, and Lin Feng's body space suddenly solidified. The blood dragon soul roared bitterly and was suppressed so hard that it could not move!

"The peak of the divine realm? No..." Lin Feng gritted his teeth and carried the pressure, and the seven orifices oozed blood. "You are... old monsters in the period of disaster!"

The old man in black sneered: "It's clever. If your mother hadn't stolen the treasure of the dragon clan, why would we have been dormant in this wilderness for 18 years? He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the human skin map in Lin Feng's arms flew up in the sky. "The key to the Tianxu Dragon Tomb is mine."

In a moment of life and death, the dragon soul jade in Lin Feng's arms suddenly exploded!

Blood sacrifice burns the soul

"Kid, lend you a hundred-year-old life!" The roar of the blood dragon soul made Lin Feng's soul burst.

"Take it!" Lin Feng roared.

The bloody dragon pattern crawled all over his body in an instant, and his black hair became snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his power soared wildly! The space confinement burst into pieces, and Lin Feng turned into a remnant shadow and rose to the sky, punching the bronze warship.

"The burning of life?" The old man in black sneered, "No matter how the ants struggle..."

The voice stopped abruptly. Lin Feng's fist penetrated his body protection, and the blood dragon virtual shadow opened his mouth and bit the ghost face totem.

"Old man, do you know that the villain died a lot?" Lin Feng grinned, and the dragon pattern poured into the old man's body along his fist, "Explosion!"

Boom--!

The potent body during the disaster period was blown up into a bloody rain! The remaining two men in black retreated in terration, and the bronze warship was melted into iron water by the dragon's breath.

The place where bones are buried

Lin Feng fell to the ground, his gray hair was scattered, and his face was full of wrinkles. A hundred-year-old life exchange for a life during the robbery period, it's worth it!

He picked up the human skin map and found blood-colored words on the back:

"Tianhui Dragon Tomb, bury your father. If you want to break the dead end, dig the ancestral grave first."

Suddenly, a smile came from afar: "Lin Daoyou, do you need help with this saint-killing act?"

Lin Feng suddenly turned around and saw a woman in blue standing against the tree, with seven copper coins hanging from her waist and the remnants of the elder in her hand. The strangest thing is that there is no spiritual fluctuation around her, but it makes the blood dragon soul roar fearfully...