157: C157 The God of Death of the Dark World

C157 The God of Death of the Dark World

"I'm going down the mountain. Master asked me to come out and see you." Lin Yiran said.

"What, was he bullied here?"

He laughed.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Xiaolong finally said, "I'll go find you, there's something you need to say to my face."

On Lin Yiran's handsome face, the smile froze on his face. Listening to Zhao Xiaolong's gloomy tone, he had a hunch that he had been through a lot.

"I finally remember you, senior brother."

He gave Zhao Xiaolong an address.

Not long after, the two of them met up in a coffee shop. After ordering two cups of coffee, Zhao Xiaolong slowly recounted what happened to him in the past few days.

"What, the woman was robbed!"

Astonishment flashed across Lin Yiran's handsome face.

"You've been defeated many times!"

"Impossible, this doesn't make sense …" He lowered his head and mumbled to himself, "The current situation is such that the spiritual energy in the city is scarce. There's no reason for there to be such a strong person in the city!"

Zhao Xiaolong was not going to think about such things.

Right now, his mind was filled with the scene of Lin Yu Die crying while hugging him.

He was very angry.

He clenched his fists. His joints turned white and crackling noises could be heard.

"Senior Brother, help me take revenge!"

"No," he said.

Lin Yiran raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiaolong for a long time. Then, he slowly asked, "How strong is that person!?"

"It should look like he's in Transcendent stage three or four!"

Zhao Xiaolong said with certainty.

Li Mu's slap sent him flying. What strength, he was probably at Stage Four of the Transcendents. In his eyes, the battle between Lin Tian and Li Mu was evenly matched.

So he was sure that Lin Tian's strength was also at the fourth phase!

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

The mistake was outrageous!

Lin Yiran's eyes flashed as he laughed. "Interesting! I would like to see who dares to provoke my junior brother!"

Zhao Xiaolong subconsciously ignored Lin Tian's fist that was smashing the ground.

He thought it was drugs.

Lin Tian was around the same age as him, so it was impossible for him to have such a terrifying strength. Only by taking medicine at a critical moment would he be able to give a punch like that.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother will take revenge for you!"

Lin Yiran laughed.1

He was no ordinary person.

He looked like he was in his twenties, and he looked very handsome and elegant. However, the truth was that he was already in his forties. However, the cultivation technique he cultivated was very special.

It had the effect of retaining color!

God-Slaying Fist!

He was the legendary king of the Dark World, a level 7 transcendent cultivator. He was hailed as a god-like existence in the Dark World and had always been invincible.

In the world of darkness, there was no weakling that could be called a legendary king. They had experienced countless life and death situations, and he was one of the ten kings. Although he wasn't the youngest, he was the strongest!

Yang Hao was also one of the legendary kings.

How many years had it been?

Lin Yiran almost forgot.

He was once a terrifying god of death!

Now, an enemy had finally appeared. An enemy that he longed for, an enemy that could fight!

He felt that his blood, which had been cold and still for many years, had once again begun to boil.

"I hope you can hold on a little longer. Let me enjoy myself to my heart's content. Don't die so easily."

He thought about how to kill Lin Tian.

Respecting an enemy meant killing him!

This was Lin Yiran's rule.

"Thank you, senior apprentice-brother." Zhao Xiaolong grinned. He did not know Lin Yiran's identity, the only thing he knew was that Lin Yiran was very strong.

He could defeat his own strength in one move!

He was extremely happy.

It was as if he could see the scene of Lin Yu Die being held in his arms.

Soon after, he told them the news about Lin Tian.

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