Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Down the Mountain!

Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...

Chapter 439 Blood Rain

"Using the Celestial Martial Emperor as the pivot, Lin Ruchu's plan is to forcibly open the Sacred Realm through this grand blood sacrifice!"

Huangfu Qingming suddenly appeared beside Lin Jinglong.

He looked at Lin Jinglong with a strange expression and said mockingly, "Why is your face even more solemn than ours, the elders?"

"You're a ruthless killer too."

Why be soft-hearted this time?

Lin Jinglong glanced at Huangfu Qingming.

"How can I be compared to someone like you?"

"What's the difference? Aren't they both breaking the law with force? It doesn't matter who you kill, so don't pretend!"

Huangfu Qingming dismissed it with disdain.

Lin Jinglong, carrying Lin Tianwei, charged toward the blood-stained old drunkard.

"The weak wield their swords against the weaker, and the strong wield their swords against the stronger. But you, Huangfu Qingming, even with your noble status as the acting Grand Elder, are still ultimately a weakling!"

"you……"

Huangfu Qingming's expression tightened, but he had no way to refute it.

He glanced at Lin Jinglong's back, which seemed to be about to crush the heavens, his eye twitched slightly, and he silently shook his head.

"To do something knowing it's impossible is foolish!"

The next moment.

Lin Jinglong, whom he regarded as foolish, had already rushed in front of Lao Zui, who stared expressionlessly at the blood-clad evil cultivator.

"Have Lin Ruchu stop this grand formation!"

Are you threatening me with Lin Tianwei?

Old Zui glanced at the useless Lin family head.

He raised his hand and pulled Lin Tianwei's body over as well. Affected by the great formation, his weak soul only had time to let out a scream.

"Old Zui, I'm one of our own!"

Then, he fell into a dreamlike state, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

"Bang!"

Lin Tianwei also turned into blood and flesh, merging into the blood spring.

Old Zui grinned at Lin Jinglong and said, "Throwing this guy in here will save at least a thousand ordinary people from dying. Bringing him here has saved quite a few people."

"hehe."

Lin Jinglong's lips twitched.

He wasn't surprised at all that Lao Zui had killed Lin Tianwei. To people like Lao Zui and Lin Ruchu, everyone else was just an ant.

Blood ties mean nothing to them.

They only have their own path to follow!

Knowing he couldn't stop them, Lin Jinglong could only raise his sword and slash at Lao Zui, while also trying to use the Zhenwu Seal to block the Drunken Dream Rebirth Formation.

To prevent the blood spring connecting to the center of the compass from growing further, since every bit of growth represents the death of tens of thousands of ordinary residents of Tianbao City.

But after he made his move, Lao Zui remained unmoved.

"Going against the tide is asking for trouble."

"Lin Jinglong!"

A familiar voice came from the compass.

A large, blood-red hand emerged from the compass; it was none other than Lin Ruchu's Dharma body.

The large hand grasped the Zhenwu Seal.

Perhaps because he had absorbed the essence of tens of thousands of people, Lin Ruchu's strength had risen to the highest peak of martial arts in a thousand years.

"Break!"

The Zhenwu Seal was completely shattered by that giant hand, and the owner of that giant hand slapped Lin Jinglong with another palm, swatting him away like a fly.

"How could someone like you reverse the opening of the Holy Realm?"

"Lin Jinglong, open your eyes and look! Inside and outside this city, so many people are hoping that I will create a new world and find an opportunity to break through the dead end of the martial arts path!"

"Do you intend to defy the heavens?"

Lin Ruchu's voice was devoid of emotion, only cold.

Lin Jinglong was slapped back onto the street. With just one palm strike, his injuries were aggravated, and even the Nirvana Technique could no longer sustain him.

At the same time, countless ordinary people from all directions, after falling into the dreamlike fairyland, disintegrated and merged into that blood spring.

Lin Ruchu's thunderous reprimand still echoed in my ears.

Lin Jinglong consumed more than a dozen precious pills and temporarily recovered his strength. When he stood up, he sensed hundreds of accusing eyes looking at him from all directions.

They were all powerful beings who floated in the air.

They came from all over the world to uncover the secrets of the sacred realm, how could they let Lin Jinglong ruin their plan?

This time, Lin Ruchu didn't need to take any further action.

These hundreds of gazes are enough to warn him!

A pair of large hands landed on his shoulders. Lin Jinglong turned around and saw Situ Zhentian and the others, including Ge Ling'er and Feng Peng, who had also arrived.

"It's meaningless, everything is meaningless."

Situ Zhentian patted him on the shoulder.

Just as Lin Ruchu and Lao Zui said, this is the general trend of history, and no matter how many millions or tens of millions of people there are, Lin Jinglong alone cannot save them.

They are destined to die!

Lin Jinglong stood on the street, watching the blood rain fall from the sky, the entire Tianbao City was a scene of rivers of blood.

He also fell silent.

"It seems there is indeed no way to reverse the situation. This is not just Lin Ruchu's will, but the will of most martial artists in the world, and even the Elders' Council shares the same attitude."

Lin Jinglong shrugged. Since he was powerless to do anything, he wouldn't make things difficult for himself. After all, he hadn't killed the person, so he couldn't be blamed for not being able to save him.

"At worst, we can wait for the Holy Realm to open, and while these martial artists are arriving in droves, we can kill tens of thousands of them. That would be a way to appease the innocent residents of Tianbao City."

Lin Jinglong sighed.

They went up to a tall building with their companions and discovered that as time went by, more and more martial artists were gathering in the city, especially those who came in from outside the city, who were like locusts passing through.

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