In the Imperial City of Great Zhou, the Martial Saint of the Nalan Family stared at the people below, his face revealing a hint of impatience.

"It seems that you really won't cry until you see the coffin. In that case, I will send you off together."

He no longer had any patience. In this huge imperial capital, he just didn't believe that he couldn't find anyone who could tell him.

However, just as he was about to take action, suddenly, a force carrying the aura of destruction came from behind.

When he sensed this energy, he wanted to hide, but it was too late.

Even though the saint's speed has exceeded the speed of sound several times, he still cannot avoid this sword.

Because this sword is faster than his speed.

When he felt it, before he could react, or even think of dodging, he felt his head suddenly flying up, and the scenery in his eyes was spinning dizzily.

In the moment before his death, he even saw his own body, and Lu Xiaoran, and that sword that cut through time and space, stunningly stunning.

What a powerful sword! No wonder he couldn't dodge it.

Not to mention that he couldn't dodge it, even if a super master of the tenth level of Martial Saint came, I'm afraid he might not be able to dodge it.

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

At the moment of death, he couldn't help but curse the entire Nalan family in his heart.

"Idiots! A bunch of idiots!"

Why does he have such a bunch of stupid descendants?

The Great Zhou Dynasty was guarded by a great emperor, yet they chose to offend him.

This is simply a case of water in the brain, and then he was caught in the door and hit on the head.

As proud and arrogant as he was just now, at the moment of death, he became as desperate, devastated and regretful.

If time could be turned back, if God could give him a new choice.

He would rather kill those idiot descendants with his own hands than listen to them and come to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

What Nalan Hongyu, what ancestral treasure.

How can your own life be more important?

Looking at the group of martial masters of the Great Zhou royal family, they were all dumbfounded at this moment.

What's going on?

What is going on?

He is a powerful warrior at the level of Martial Saint!

In this world, except for the Emperor, he is the most powerful person!

He was actually killed on the spot by an inexplicable sword light?

No one would doubt the other party's ability at all, because just now, with just a thought, he could seriously injure or even kill a martial arts master instantly.

The cultivation of the holy realm is real.

But he was killed by a sword. How powerful was this sword? How evil was it?

Plop plop

When the opponent's body and head all fell to the ground and created a big hole in the ground, all the elders of the Great Zhou royal family were still in a daze.

It was not until a long time later, when several green rays shot out from a certain direction of the Great Zhou, penetrated into the bodies of the elders and Ji Wushang, and instantly healed their injuries, that everyone reacted.

"It's Senior Lu!"

"It was Senior Lu who saved us!"

"My God, Senior Lu seems to be nearly 100,000 miles away from us, right?"

"Nearly 100,000 miles away, a single ray of his sword could kill a Martial Saint in an instant?"

At this moment, everyone was shocked and speechless again.

So strong!

This is what true power means!

Compared to the so-called pretentious Martial Saint of the Nalan family, this is a super strong man in the true sense!

At this moment, everyone finally had a new understanding of Lu Xiaoran's strength.

"Fortunately, we didn't tell Senior Lu just now. If we had told him and let him know, our Great Zhou would have really had no chance of survival!"

"Senior Lu has repeatedly saved our Great Zhou royal family from danger. From now on, Great Zhou will treat Senior Lu as our Great Zhou's god."

"Yes! We should erect a statue for Senior Lu so that the descendants of the Great Zhou royal family will always remember Senior Lu's great kindness and virtue."

"No, Senior Lu doesn't like others to know about him. It's definitely not okay for us to rashly pass on his information like this."

Everyone shuddered before they reacted.

"Yes, yes. In this way, we should place the statue of Senior Lu in the depths of the imperial palace. Only the promising descendants of the royal family will be qualified to kneel down and worship Senior Lu. Others will not even be qualified to know Senior Lu."

In this way, Lu Xiaoran became the only faith of the Great Zhou royal family without his knowledge.

At the same time, in the Nalan Family Ancestral Hall far away in the Eternal Forest, a golden line suddenly exploded.

Nalan Tingtao, the patriarch of the Nalan family, who was sitting below and practicing quietly, suddenly turned as pale as wax, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted.

“Ancestor!”

This exclamation immediately attracted several elders of the Nalan family, who quickly came here.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, everyone's eyes had already noticed the ancestor's plaque. At that moment, everyone's worldview collapsed on the spot.

"The ancestor's tablet? Why did it explode? This is impossible, this is impossible!"

"It's over! The ancestor is dead, the ancestor is dead! Our Nalan family is finished."

There are countless noble families in the Eternal Forest. Ten thousand years ago, the Nalan family was indeed very good, but today, it has become a third-rate family.

There are too many third-rate families like theirs in the Eternal Forest.

The reason why they stayed in the Eternal Forest is because it is rich in spiritual energy and is the most suitable place for cultivation in the entire continent.

The only factor that guarantees that they can practice in the Eternal Forest is their ancestor who has the strength of a Martial Saint.

But once the ancestors are gone, it will be the end!

In the Eternal Forest, there are abundant resources, even more families, and the competition is too fierce.

If other families knew that the ancestor of the Nalan family was gone, wouldn't they come out immediately and devour the Nalan family?

"Shut up, everyone. No one is allowed to say a word about this. If anyone comes to see the old ancestor, just say that the old ancestor is in seclusion. During this period of time, if anyone spreads the news of the old ancestor's death, I will grind him to ashes! Do you hear me?"

"Don't worry, Patriarch. This matter is of great importance. We will never let a word of it out."

Nalan Tingtao sighed and gritted his teeth and said:

"For now, I have to go into seclusion and break through to the Martial Saint level as soon as possible. Only then can I protect our Nalan family's tens of thousands of years of foundation in the Eternal Forest."

However, just as he finished speaking, a powerful voice came from outside, mixed with the force of strong rules.

"Brother Nalan, Lin is here to see you. I wonder if you can come out and see me, Brother Nalan?"

Everyone's face suddenly changed.

"Oh no, it's the Lin family's ancestor. Why is he here at this time?"

"Could it be that he knew that our Nalan family's ancestor had fallen? But, this is impossible. How did he know? How did he know so quickly?"

Before he finished speaking, another voice filled with the power of rules was heard.

"Brother Lin is here too? What a coincidence!"

"Could this voice be the ancestor of the Bai family?"

Nalan Tingtao almost fainted.

This one old guy is easy to fool, how can two old guys be fooled so easily?

But what he didn't know was that this was not the end, because in the blink of an eye, several more auras quickly gathered towards the Nalan family. Each one was extremely powerful, and each one contained the power of rules.

Each one represents a powerful person in the holy realm!

On the other side, after Lu Xiaoran killed the Martial Saint of the Nalan family, as time passed, the effect of the Emperor Dan disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

This made him feel empty and hollow all of a sudden.

He was so envious of the great power of the emperor.

He killed the Martial Saint with one sword from a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

How overbearing is this?

Although the Xuanyuan Sword, the ultimate divine weapon he used, also brought some amplification effects, Lu Xiaoran was still very obsessed with the strength of the emperor.

This made him secretly swear in his heart that he must cultivate to the level of an emperor as soon as possible.

Improve sufficient strength as quickly as possible.

He slowly descended from the sky, and all the disciples immediately surrounded him.

"Master, you were so handsome just now."

"Master, your sword is so graceful and elegant that I'm afraid there are few people in this world who can rival you."

"Master, you are simply a god descending to earth."

Everyone was talking, with all kinds of words of praise overflowing.

However, Yun Lige smiled with disdain and said coldly:

"You are a bunch of ignorant guys. Do you think this is worth bragging about? This is just the strength of Master's casual sneezing. Master is much more powerful than this."

Although he knew that Yun Lige's words were a bit exaggerated, which made Lu Xiaoran's ears feel a little hot, he still felt comfortable.

"Li Ge, don't be so exaggerated. You must know that there are always people who are better than you."

"Yes, yes, Master is right. I said the wrong thing and I deserve to be beaten."

After he finished speaking, Yun Lige slapped himself twice on the mouth.

Lu Xiaoran laughed and scolded:

"You, why are you acting like a child?"

After he finished speaking, he threw a storage bag to Yun Lige.

"It just so happens that I got another egg two days ago. You can eat it and replenish your cultivation."

"Thank you, Master. You must be tired. Go and take a rest. I have made some tea for you."

"Um!"

Lu Xiaoran nodded, put his hands behind his back, walked in front, took two steps, and as if he thought of something, he immediately turned around and said:

"What are you all still standing there for? Why don't you go back and practice?"

If they don't practice, when will they be able to become emperors?

Ji Wuxia: “.”

Fang Tianyuan: “.”

Li Changsheng: “.”

Zhuge Ziqiong: “.”

Song Xinian: “.”

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