Unparalleled domineering!

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the descendants of the Xia family stared at "Chu Tiannan" with the pure Jun sword dripping with blood hanging on his shoulder, and their faces turned pale.

The handsome man fell in a pool of blood with only one breath left. His body was almost torn apart by the overbearing sword energy.

He howled in pain, and large beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

"Chu Tiannan...are you crazy?!"

"I am a descendant of the Xia family and a member of the royal family of Daxia. If you dare to hurt me... you are not afraid that if you step out of Changling, you will be severely punished and detained in the Ministry of Punishment Prison!"

The rain washed away the crooked pool of blood, making this descendant of the Great Xia Dynasty look extremely ferocious.

One move... He was also at the fourth level of cultivation, but in front of Chu Tiannan, he was suppressed by one move.

There is no strength to fight back.

This made him feel a burning pain in his face.

I feel like a drowned dog.

Luo Hong, who was wearing the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, turned around and glanced at the handsome man, a little surprised and a little speechless.

No wonder, in this generation, none of the descendants of the Xia family are on the yellow list.

With the brains of the younger generations of the Daxia royal family, it would be insulting to be included in the yellow list.

Originally, Luo Hong didn't want to kill this person. After all, this was Daxia Changling. Luo Hong wanted to keep a low profile for a while. At least, he had to move all the good things in the secret realm away first.

However……

This handsome man forced Luo Hong to kill him again and again?

Luo Hong felt that according to Chu Tiannan's temperament, he might not kill this handsome man, but...

Luo Hong smiled.

The next moment, he flicked his fingers and tapped lightly on the pure Jun sword.

Luo Hong is different.

Even if he is wearing a vest, he, Luo Hong, is still a bad guy.

Tolerate?

nonexistent.

Society is already so dark, why should we endure it?

Chunjun, a domineering sword.

It is one of the ten famous swords in the world, with excellent quality and spirituality.

Although his spirituality is much inferior to that of Asura, the demon sword in Luo Hong's Dantian who only knows how to suck it non-stop.

However, after all, it is a famous sword and is a first-rate treasure.

He seemed to feel the murderous thoughts pouring in from Luo Hong.

This pure Jun seemed to be jumping for joy, and with a buzzing sound, it suddenly flew up, carrying a majestic sword force, like a big wave crashing on the shore.

Poof!

Before the handsome man could react, his body and head were separated, still carrying a bit of disbelief and regret.

The head and body were separated by the Chunjun sword.

Luo Hong threw out a piece of black cloth, tied up Chunjun who flew back covered in blood, and carried it on his back.

He didn't care at all about the man who died tragically on the ground. He glanced at the Xia family disciples around him who were full of fear for him. His face was expressionless and he maintained the high-spirited attitude that Chu Tiannan, who had been in Chunlou for three times without committing suicide, should have.

Cold, walk to the top of Changling.

The people around him were trembling and silent, looking at the disappearing figure of "Chu Tiannan" with fearful eyes.

Changling once again returned to deathly silence, and all birds and beasts were silent.

On the top of Changling, someone's thoughts enveloped the entire Changling, calmly watching the scene of the young man in black shirt killing the Xia family's children with one sword.

No action was taken to stop it, and there was even a bit of acquiescence.

"Chu Tiannan seems to have undergone a big transformation when he returns this time..."

"It's good to laugh at the mortal world, but after all, you, Chu Tiannan, are favored by Emperor Xia. The general who will guard the world for the Xia family in the future must have the intention to kill."

"I hope I can understand your way on Changling."

The words were so quiet, like a breeze blowing by.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the mountain in Changling is not very tall, it does not tower into the clouds, it can even be said to be somewhat gentle, the mountain is not steep, and the mountain road is not rugged.

But there are endless smoke clouds, which seem to be pressing down from the sky, curling faintly on the mountain road.

The moment he stepped into the Changling Mausoleum, Luo Hong felt a pressure. It was the oppression brought by the black stone tablets. The oppression acted on the spirit, making it difficult to stop.

A short and dilapidated stone tablet was inserted just beside the road. Because it had not been repaired for a long time, the stone tablet was covered with frost and grass, and was stained with raindrops falling from the sky, like rolling dewdrops.

Luo Hong, wearing Chu Tiannan's evil shadow, squatted down in front of the first stone tablet in Changling.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, many Xia family disciples gathered at the foot of the mountain. They couldn't help but be startled when they looked at "Chu Tiannan" squatting in front of the foot of the mountain.

What's so interesting about this low, ordinary stone tablet without any artistic conception or even any luck?

Luo Hong looked at this stone tablet and was slightly startled, because this stone tablet had no mysterious meaning. It even had the name and strength of the person who erected it written on it.

"Li Yu, the subjugated princess of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, is a third-grade swordsman."

This is a stone tablet erected by a third-grade monk, a stone tablet whose artistic conception has been worn away by time.

Although third-grade monks are barely considered strong in the world, they are at the bottom of the list in Changling.

If it weren't for the identity of this subjugated princess, this stone tablet would not be qualified to be erected in the Changling Tomb of Daxia.

As Luo Hong stared at the stone tablet, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a weak thought waving in the stone tablet.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand and gently repaired and tidied up the dilapidated stone tablet that was entangled with weeds.

Then, he tapped his sword finger lightly on the stone tablet.

Buzz…

A beautiful figure emerged from it, with a somewhat sweet smile, and bowed slightly towards Luo Hong.

It has been sleeping here for hundreds of years. Since the fall of the country and the bones buried here, most people don't pay much attention to a mere third-grade monk.

She is too weak, so weak that many people who come to gain enlightenment can easily defeat her, so what can she give to those who come to gain enlightenment?

However, now, she has welcomed the first person to remove the grass from her grave.

Luo Hong smiled, and a thought suddenly rose in his eyes. A way of practice evolved in Luo Hong's sea of ​​will. This was the swordsmanship of the subjugated princess.

Although it is still somewhat gorgeous, it is basically useless to Luo Hong, who has obtained the true inheritance of the Dragon Sword.

But Luo Hong felt the other party's insistence on the sword, which was her way...

Perhaps, this persistence in swordsmanship is the reason why she was able to erect a monument in Changling.

After the woman evolved her Tao, she leaned forward again, like raindrops bursting into pieces, exploding into thousands of strands.

There are two thousand six steles in Changling. Take a look at one and continue.

Luo Hong stood up and walked up the Changling Mountain Road, where the stone steps were long.

After walking a few steps, we came to the second stone monument.

At the foot of the mountain.

Many of the Xia family disciples who gathered looked at Luo Hong's behavior with some confusion and sneer.

"Is he crazy?"

"There are two thousand and six steles in the Changling Mausoleum. Each of the steles contains the thoughts of the person who set up the steles, as well as their Tao Yun. Is Chu Tiannan crazy? He previously started to comprehend directly from the first-grade stele halfway up the mountain.

It’s worth studying the sixty-three stone tablets, but now I start observing the tablets from the foot of the mountain..."

"Manpower is sometimes scarce, and every stone tablet contains the spiritual power of the person who built it, as well as a trace of luck."

"Viewing a monument is equivalent to carrying the spiritual power of the person who built it."

"So the more monuments you visit, the more mental pressure you need to endure."

"He started to comprehend it from the first monument he entered in the mausoleum. Could it be that... he planned to view all 2,060 monuments in the mausoleum at once?"

Someone's eyes narrowed, he took a breath, and made a guess that even he thought was ridiculous.

Viewing all the monuments in Changling in one breath may really be Chu Tiannan’s purpose!

"It's impossible... He is destroying his foundation. Once the pressure exceeds the limit of his ability, he will even be mentally injured and even become a fool or a madman!"

"The elders in the clan asked me to enter Changling because I wanted to understand it by chance. I entered Changling to find my own path, not to act on my own will."

One by one, the Xia family disciples shook their heads, and they were all very unfavorable.

And Luo Hong doesn't need their favor.
To be continued...