Heir To All

Chu Linguang stood in the void.

Fiery eyes shrouded the Quartet.

Covers the entire Wangyou Cave, including a large area around Wangyou Cave.

The strength of the Banshee Dragon far exceeds that of Chu Linguang. After evolution, it is afraid that it will be comparable to the Black Dragon King. It is hard to imagine that this creature, what kind of cultivation level, can threaten her.

Perhaps in the process of evolution, she will be extremely weak, so she has a chance to take advantage of it!

This is where the Black Dragon King really worries.

"The Red Devils are here."

"Look, the Red Devils are here."

"What a powerful breath, everyone, run!"

Just as Chu Linguang stood in the void and looked down at the audience, the red cloud on the sky suddenly turned into a red line and galloped towards Wangyoudong.

"finally come."

Chu Linguang clenched his fists.

The so-called great turmoil is actually an invasion by the demons once every 100 years. In the depths of the restricted area, there is a magic pond, which is immortal. Dahua has repeatedly expelled and suppressed it by general nuclear weapons, but it has not been able to smooth it.

It can't stop the great turmoil.

It's just that this time of great upheaval, a full twenty years earlier than before.

Chu Linguang learned from Old Gu's mouth.

The so-called demons are heirs from the demon **** Mengba. In this pure land, there seems to be something the demon **** Mengba has always wanted.

The great turmoil every 100 years is also the energy limit of the demon **** Mengba.

Only this time it was twenty years ahead of schedule.

It is conceivable that Mengba's strength is definitely better than the past, and it can start the turmoil 20 years in advance, and the demon will invade this pure land.

Chu Linguang didn't know what kind of strength the demon **** Mengba was.

But Lao Gu once said that in the turmoil a hundred years ago, a strong human named Jiang Feng once singled out a clone of Mengba, leaving it torn apart and losing his blood.

Never thought.

The lesson last time did not let Mengba retreat.

On the contrary, it caused Mengba to start the turmoil 20 years in advance.

Exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Let me see clearly what kind of power the Demon Race has."

Chu Linguang's eyes were sharp.

Cut out with one sword.

Ten miles apart, Jian Guang arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Puff!"

The red figure shattered in an instant, turned into a **** mist, and dissipated in the air.

"Um?"

Chu Linguang frowned.

Obviously something unexpected.

"It should be just a spy."

Chu Linguang muttered to himself.

Looking down, he found that Wangyoudong's movement was getting louder and louder. He immediately swooped in and came near the front of the cave.

His appearance attracted the attention of countless people.

But everyone didn't pay much attention to him. Wangyoudong's movement was so loud that it attracted a lot of strong people. It was a common occurrence that a small figure fell from the sky.

Naturally, Chu Linguang didn't have the need to deliberately cause movement.

It was a few foreign monks who aroused his idea.

These people are wearing dark cloaks.

Holding a scepter, he seemed to be a magician from the West.

In addition, one of them had a pair of black wings behind him.

It seems to be a dark angel from Western mythology.

Its strength has reached the sacred level. At the same time, the energy in the body seems to be stronger than the true essence of the martial arts monk. Although it is not as strong and powerful as the immortal essence, it has unusual aura fluctuations.

There was such a monk in Dahua, so Chu Linguang couldn't help but pay attention.

He couldn't help but walked over.

In an instant, the eyes of the three people gathered together towards Chu Linguang.

The dark angel exuded a strong sense of oppression, and sent out a consciousness command: "Go away."

This surprised Chu Linguang slightly.

As the guardian of the Majestic China, the dignified land god, unexpectedly received such contempt.

Besides, it was still in Dahua, how could Chu Linguang stand it.

Speaking bluntly: "This is the territory of Dahua. It is you aliens who should get rid of."

"good!"

Someone applauded.

Obviously many people can't understand these alien powerhouses.

But because these people are powerful, no one has dared to clamor.

It is rare for someone to dare to challenge the foreign monks.

"Asshole, the dragon in Wangyou Cave is our Western God Spirit Dragon, and we are here to protect her."

The dark angel explained that it seemed that he did not want to have a conflict at this time because of the pressure from the Dahua monk, so he explained.

"As long as it is everything in my Dahua, whether it is a human or a dragon, it belongs to my Dahua. If you don't want to leave, stay here and give Dahua a coolie."

Chu Linguang doesn't make sense.

What's more, he didn't believe what these people said.

"court death."

As an angel, even if it is a dark angel, he can't tolerate blasphemy. When he heard Chu Linguang actually said that he would be a coolie, how could he bear it.

The dark aura oppressed, and a palm of the Dharma King's seal slapped towards Chu Linguang's door.

"What a birdman."

Chu Linguang laughed instead of anger.

Cut it out with one sword, breaking everything.

What's more, Chu Linguang inherited Yan Luo's ghost chase. Whether it was his own immortality or the blessing of the ghost chase status, he won an overwhelming victory in the face of the dark forces.

"Puff!"

This sword slashed out, directly breaking open the opponent's cloak.

Letting out he revealed the broken and untidy wings behind him.

This dark angel.

Although it is linked to an angel, it doesn't look good, and the pair at the back does not have many feathers and wings of different lengths, which makes it look even more unbearable.

"Ah, Birdman."

"It turned out to be a dark angel."

"Every time there is a great upheaval, there are angels going down to the earth, and this time it came so quickly."

"Birdman dared to **** our majestic treasure."

...

Everyone screamed.

Although they knew that these three were alien monks.

But never expected that one of them turned out to be a dark angel.

The gods of the Western Dark Vatican.

"kill him!"

The angel's face was hideous, and the three of them had a pair of eyes, and they all shot at Chu Linguang. Once they shot, they all had magical powers to kill.

Blood flame hand.

Divine Demon Fist.

Devourer.

Suddenly enveloped Chu Linguang.

"Howl!"

However, Chu Linguang only needs one sword.

The strength of the land immortals exploded in an instant, and the immortal yuan rolled and sent fiercely, cut out with a single sword, breaking through the nothingness, and all the dark magical powers and ghosts were crying and howling under this sword.

"Puff!"

A **** wound appeared on the three people's chest.

The cloak was all shattered.

"Land fairy."

"Are you trying to cause a dispute between East and West?"

The dark angel angered.

Chu Linguang was a land immortal, which was beyond his expectation.

"Stay here as a coolie!"

Chu Linguang didn't care so much, and wanted to see what kind of blood these three Western monks, especially the dark angel, are, and what is the difference between the Western monks and the Eastern monks.

It happened to get the answer from the three of them.

Just do it.

Chu Linguang's swordsmanship continued to oppress the past.

The three of them had nowhere to hide, angrily.