After rebirth, Xiaotuanzi is soft and A

The news of the death of the Balrog spread throughout the Lingyin Realm, and the morale of the monks soared, while the demon cultivators retreated steadily. The three-month battle finally came to an end.

"Finally. Is it over?"

When the last Demon Cultivator was also cut by the sword, some disciples looked at the scars in front of them and muttered to themselves.

The numbness accumulated in his eyes due to the long-term battle gradually dissipated. Looking at the countless fallen corpses around him, his eyes slowly turned red, and warm tears flowed down his cheeks.

"It's over, it's over. It's finally over."

Too many people died in this battle. The friends they used to accompany, the lovers who swore to each other, and the opponents who disliked each other, all sacrificed their lives in this battle.

They are heartbroken, they are miserable, but they can never back down.

Because this is their fate, they have no choice.

But fortunately, they won, and in the next hundred years, the Lingyin Realm will finally be stable.

"Let's go, let's go home." The disciples helped each other, regardless of the bloodstained wounds all over their bodies, and the disciples who had been at odds with each other smiled at each other, and also smiled to wipe away their grievances.

Their little fights are no longer important in such a family enmity.

Although the Balrog has been eliminated, the ancestors were also seriously injured, so after returning to the clan, they collectively fell into retreat, one is to heal the wound, and the other is to break through the shackles of the cultivation base that they have already noticed.

Among the various clans, the ancestors retreated together, and all the disciples also fell into a long-term cultivation after returning to the clan.

In the room of the young master of the Yu family, there are layers of barriers around. This is the defensive barrier set up by Yu Chumo himself. He has now cultivated at the late stage of Jindan, and no one can easily break through his barrier unless he is a strong Nascent Soul. defense.

It is self-evident who he wants to guard against.

Yu Hong stood at the door of Yu Chumo, his eyes shone strangely, he tried to swing a blow, but returned in vain.

The dark light in his eyes became deeper and deeper. He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack during the previous battle, but this little bastard got the blue eyes of the ancestor and let the ancestor protect him secretly. He could only give up for the time being. Look for another opportunity.

Unexpectedly, this little bastard broke through to the late Jindan stage, and even he couldn't kill it with a single blow.

Yu Hong's eyes were fixed on Yu Chumo's door, his fists were slowly retracted, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense, he only hated his indecision at the beginning, which made this little bastard grow to what he is now.

After a long silence, Yu Hong turned around and left, with another decision in his heart.

Since he can't move him now, let's talk about it later, after all, he can't escape from his palm, besides, he has already touched the barrier of the Nascent Soul, and it won't be too late to kill this little bastard when he succeeds.

The back view of Yu Hong leaving was pungent and ruthless, but Yu Chumo in the room took a hard breath.

When Yu Hong first arrived, he noticed his aura, and the murderous aura all over his body had already told him what he was doing.

Noticing Yu Hong's departure, Yu Chumo closed his purple eyes again, and the devil energy accumulated in his palm was slowly retracted into his body.

It takes at least half a year to break through the Nascent Soul cultivation base.
For at least half a year, his life will be safe.

At that time, in the Yun family, the young man who was always dressed in white also broke through to the golden core stage in this battle, the head of the Yu family was pleased but also felt sour.

Looking at the young man in front of him, the head of the Yu family sighed secretly, when he was about to become an adult, he had already experienced a thousand sails and endured many things that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.

"Ling'er, now that you have reached the Golden Core level, you can choose an elder position according to the rules. It's just that your father intends to pass on the position of Patriarch to you. Do you have any other ideas?"

The Patriarch of the Yun family has now reached the late stage of Golden Core. With his aptitude, as long as he practices diligently, he will be able to enter the Nascent Soul Stage within 30 years.

So he had the idea of ​​abdicating, and the candidate for the throne, the entire Yun family, couldn't be more suitable than Yunling.

However, it is a pity to be the head of the family with Yunling's talent. After becoming the head of the family, it will take a lot of time to deal with the affairs of the clan, and the time for practice will inevitably be greatly reduced, so even if there is such a plan, if Yunling is not willing , the head of the Yun family will still respect his ideas.

Yunling was silent for a while, then raised her eyes to meet the head of the Shangyun family, and said slowly but firmly: "Father, you probably need to choose another suitable person for the position of the head of the family."

The Patriarch of the Yun family nodded, and didn't force it, "Then I will arrange a position for you as an elder in the family as a father."

"No, I don't want the position of elder either."

The Patriarch of the Yun Family finally frowned, "Why?"

The young man's voice was clear and clear, but there was a hint of determination and indifference hidden between his brows. Looking at the cotton-like clouds in the sky, he finally said after a long time, "Father, what will happen if you fight against the Land of Judgment?"

"What do you want to do?" The head of the Yun family raised his voice, realizing that he had lost his composure, and sat back on the mahogany chair again, but the tremor in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Father, I have asked very little in my life." Yun Ling said lightly, as if thinking of
What, the first snow melted between the brows, "Looking at the entire Lingyin Realm, my Tianmu Linggen's aptitude seems to be considered top-notch, but compared to that person, I have never been able to catch up with him in my whole life."

"You..." The head of the Yun family seems to know who he is talking about. After all, in the entire spiritual world, except for the one from the Nie family, there are indeed very few people who are more talented than Yun Ling.

Youyou sighed, and the Patriarch of the Yun Family shook his head, quite helplessly.

"Father, she bears all the infamy, but everyone knows that it's not true."

Yun Ling lowered her eyes, "She could have stood by and watched the catastrophe in the hidden world, but she didn't. Father, where do you think the treasures in the hands of Patriarch and Patriarch Nie came from during the Battle of the Flame Demon? With the big formation of talismans before, she must have laid it for us."

Thinking of the Judgment Land's verdict, the young man couldn't help but smile, "Father, although it was the Judgment Land that exiled her, I still feel that this kind of Spiritual Hidden World is not worthy of her."

"Then what do you want to do? Clean up her grievances?" The Patriarch of the Yun family frowned, "For thousands of years, not one of the orders that can be judged has been withdrawn, even if the order is wrong!"

"So, there is no need for such a decadent place of judgment to exist anymore." The boy's brows were full of aura that had been tempered by life and death. It's frightening.

"Ling'er, don't do stupid things!" The head of the Yun family shouted sharply.

But the young man smiled inexplicably, "Father, don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about, and I won't implicate the Yun family."

"You!" Finally sighed helplessly.

The Land of Judgment is a collection of the forces of the eight major families. Behind the Land of Judgment are the eight major families. If someone wants to move the Land of Judgment, it is tantamount to plucking the hair on the head of a tiger.

What Yun Ling wants to do is definitely not something that one person can do!

But the young man has already made up his mind, with a slight smile on his mouth, the realm of Jindan, 500 years of life, he has a lot of time, in the place of trial, he can always erase it little by little!