C673 (1/2)

When it comes to building foundations, they all know very well about their abilities. Gong lie was terrified to realize that if he wanted to survive in the thunderstorm center, at least he would be a horizontal monk in the early days of foundation construction, or other Among them, sword repair and Dao repair are absolutely not included! Violent thunder will destroy the body in a moment!

Controlling the thunderstorm sword field, Lin Nan's dark eyes have no emotion, but the scabbard points forward.

The golden storm is his blade.

Looking at Gong lie's panic expression, Lin Nan's mouth shows a touch of coldness. He opens his mouth and spews out a word silently.

”Death.”

The golden storm swept away.

The huge martial arts platform was lifted off, and the place where it passed was like bulldozers. The top of Kunlun Mountain was flattened!

Under the terrible power that seemed like the end of the day, even the clothes of the immortals were rustling, so they had to protect themselves against the strong wind.

Gong lie was completely shocked. What he was good at was attacking. At this time, the golden storm rumbled, and he felt helpless. The center of the storm sent out strong suction. Gong lie's whole body was out of control, and he stood on the ground shaking like a boat in the storm.

His face was pale, and his heart was full of fear.

But no one wants to die easily when he can build a foundation and step on the top of the pyramid in the world of martial arts and Taoism. Gong lie didn't expect that such a terrible means can be mastered by the innate environment!

At this time, there was endless regret in his heart. When the outer blade of the golden storm cut his skin, Gong lie fell on his knees.

”Old man, admit defeat!”

A roar shocked all the people in Kunlun mountain.

Gong lie, who built the foundation, even gave up!

Everyone was stunned, shocked and taken for granted. No one thought Gong lie would lose, but in the face of the golden storm, it seems that there is no way out except to admit defeat

All the gaping eyes cast on the young man in white robe. No matter the immortal or the congenital, or the master on the hillside, they all have different expressions and complex hearts.

Lin Nan's golden storm just seems to defeat Gong lie, but when he thinks about it, it makes everyone feel shocked. When Lin Nan grows up, the whole situation of martial arts and Taoism will change.

Although I can't see it now, this seed has been buried. It can be said that as long as Lin Nan doesn't die, he will be able to stand at the top of the martial arts circle one day.

He bochen has never recovered. He looks at Lin Nan's expressionless face, filled with emotion.

”No wonder the boy and Fengqing were fighting each other in Emei. I don't think it's right. It's like this!” He bochen's face showed a sudden color. Now think about it, when Emei was big, Lin Nan made all kinds of wild talk and gave it no basis. With this golden storm alone, no one in the martial arts world is qualified to be his master.

It is unique in the world. This kind of ability, which has not appeared in a hundred years, is so strong that no one knows it before he sees it with his own eyes.

Taoist immortal also sighed: ”no accident, the next fairytale will be led by Emei.”

The fat man in wanbaoge and elder danzong also looked at each other. They were shocked. They had already adjusted Lin Qixuan's treatment to the level of building foundation.