In a barren place, a young man woke up with a dazed attitude. "Where am I...?" "Hmm... my head hurts! I remember being hit by something hard." "Fuck, I remembered, it's that bastard!" The man's face twisted, and he remembered at this moment. He remembered a hideous face. No one would have imagined that such an elegant man with a Confucian fan... The next moment. it turns out! What the fuck took out a black stick from his crotch. With a bang, he was so dazed that he passed out. "I want you to die!!!" The man who remembered everything roared, and at this moment his anger reached its peak.
The impotent and furious man in front of him is naturally our lovely Lin Yan. "By the way, the ring! Where's my ring!"! The man suddenly stopped roaring and looked around for something. On one of the ruins, a sparkling object suddenly attracted Lin Yan's attention. Lin Yan's eyes lit up and he rushed over. "My ring!" He yelled and looked it over hastily. "Huh? Why is it a little weird!" Lin Yan was puzzled, but he couldn't say what was wrong with him. The next moment, he saw the broken Ruya Taoist robe, and he immediately thought of many things. "Shouldn't it? How could he give up such a huge treasure?" Lin Yan said with a puzzled expression. Suddenly, he suddenly realized something, as if he had realized something, "I know, he must have been killed, hahaha, it must be that his Talent was not recognized by Ming Lao and was killed." Lin Yan laughed loudly, and hurriedly checked the ring. "Old Ming, are you there?" Lin Yan asked respectfully. But the ring didn't respond to him, but Lin Yan didn't give up, and continued to ask without giving up. "Old Ming?" Suddenly, a voice came from the ring, it was so stalwart and mighty. "What is it?" "Old Ming, you finally returned to me." "Well, because I killed that handsome... villain! Excessive energy consumption." Lin Yan secretly rejoiced, it was exactly what he thought. It's just...why did Ming Lao's voice change so much? Lin Yan showed doubts and asked, "Old Ming...why did your voice change so much?"
"Huh? Is there a cough...Maybe it's Shenhun who has a cold..." Lin Yan looked stunned, "So that's the case, it's just that... this spirit still has a cold?" "Of course! You are short-sighted, and I don't blame you." "Let's not talk about this, I have already buried all the legacy of the Rage God in the box under your feet." "What?" The expression on Lin Yan's face suddenly turned into ecstasy, and he didn't worry about why his soul caught a cold. Instead, he looked at his feet, showing greed. "Old Ming, is what you said true?" "Of course...hehe!" And Lin Yan didn't wait for Ming Lao to reply, he had already started digging. How fast can a cultivator dig soil? I saw Lin Yan picking up the dirt with both hands and flying up, like a groundhog, a big hole suddenly appeared in front of his two pairs of hot wheels, and the dirt behind him was piled up like a hill. "I want you to die!" "Damn it, Damn it, Damn it!" While scraping the mud, Lin Yan cursed with a distorted face, and his hands were bleeding, as if he was pouring out all his anger on the mud. It's hard to believe how strong a desire is when one experiences despair and sees hope again. "Old Ming, why haven't you dug it yet?" Lin Yan was already sweating profusely, like a clay figurine, covered in dirt. "It's coming, it's coming... Poof..." "Old Ming" in the ring replied solemnly, but he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Suddenly, a golden light flashed, gushing out from the soil, bursting out into a ray of light. "Look, didn't you just dig it out?" "Old Ming" in the ring laughed. The shining golden light almost made Lin Yan unable to open his eyes, but the desire in his heart made him ignore the words of the golden light and the ring. "I, Lin Yan... finally... finally... got it!" "Hahaha!" Lin Yan laughed like a madman. The golden light dissipated, and a big box was in front of him. It is engraved with large dark gray characters: Rage God Inheritance. The corners of Lin Yan's mouth turned up, and his mouth gradually crooked. Sure enough, the strongest inheritance must be inherited in the simplest way ... Open the blind box! Even the font is so concise, "Inheritance of the Rage God!" and the dark gray font is so low-key.
Is this the legendary avenue to simplicity? Then Lin Yan thought of some bad experience again, and his face was full of resentment. This time, he felt that he could finally pour it out. "You give me...wait!" "When I inherit this treasure, I want you to die!" "die!" "Everyone treats me as a waste, and when I become a great person, everyone will die too!" "Fuck!" "And Lin Xiner, that bitch! I must hold you down!" "Also, Zhou Yunqi, why do you look down on me! You will also be severely beaten by me..." For a moment, his eyes were fiery, and he couldn't wait to open the box! The moment he opened the box, a more dazzling golden light shone in Lin Yan's eyes, which made him even more fascinated. I saw only one golden scroll in the huge box, and on the bundled rope was written in small characters: Huang Nervous! Lin Yan looked at the golden scroll, the reflection on it reflected his greedy face. He opened it without thinking. He is so excited! The joy is beyond words! It made him emotionally explode. All all, all all. For this moment! At this moment, he will be extremely dazzling! He showed tears of emotion and was proud of his own hard work. After today. He Will! have it all! I saw the scroll flying to the sky and unfolding slowly. boom! A brighter light illuminated this barren land. Lin Yan raised his head, his gaze was hot.
The next moment. I saw, on the resplendent scroll, appeared extremely eye-catching and magnificent characters: Silly wall. boom! Lin Yan's mind went blank, he just stood there in a daze, what? What about crazy nerves? ? ? ? At this moment, his brain is extremely confused, the two eye-catching characters have burned his cpu dry, and he doesn't know what happened. "md, I laughed so hard, hahahaha!" "Young master said you were a pig, now it seems that saying you are a pig is even praising you." He only heard laughter coming from the ring, Lin Yan looked over at once. "Old Ming? You!" "Silly Cup, you're still called Ming Lao, Master is your root father!" boom! The phrase "basic father" exploded in his mind like a bolt from the blue. At this moment, Lin Yan understood everything in an instant. "Pfft!" Lin Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, the corners of his mouth trembling, "You! You..." "That's right! It's me." "puff!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open, dead. Lin Yan was directly pissed off. "It's boring, it's gone!" Wang Genji, who was behind the scenes, sighed, pretending to be profound. "Stop playing, it's here, Endless Divine Land!" Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and cursing from the ring! "So fast!"