Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 2117: It looks like a dog

After Lin Jianxing yelled these words hysterically, the whole person was as if prostration, and then he looked at Li Tianming, laughed and shed tears.

Apart from his laughter, the entire Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords was dead silent.

However, Li Tianming could clearly feel that when the word'Lin Mu' appeared in the Ancestral Mausoleum, countless violent storms brewed around him, and soon, the whole world would be overthrown. .

The eyes that scrutinized him one after another began to become hot.

"This person, his name is Lin Feng, because he accidentally broke into the private estate of a cultivator called'Gong Shu Ding', and was caught by the public defeat, and asked him to declare his identity. He is the son of Lin Mu! No one in the world would call himself the son of Lin Mu!"

"Besides, please look at his appearance, look at his arms, look at his behavior with foreigners... All of this, without words, without blood verification, can prove that he is Lin Son of Mu! Perhaps no one thought that Lin Mu would have an heir before his death, but the existence of this person is ironclad evidence!"

Lin Jianxing spoke for a long time.

"As the so-called father's debt is paid, now, I send this son of Lin Mu to the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, in front of the ancestors and sects, please make your elders decide!"

After Lin Jianxing finished speaking, the entire Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords was still silent.

"Hold your head up."

An indifferent, deep, and intolerant voice sounded in Li Tianming's ears.

Li Tianming pursed his lips and did so.

Everyone is looking at his face, his arms, even, looking at his soul.

Huh!

Many strong people took a breath.

"This looks...is iron proof."

"The only difference is white hair! White hair, wait, who is his mother?!"

"Impossible, if it were her, how could it fall into our hands!"

"Also..."

"But it is undeniable that he is the son of Lin Mu."

"The cheap seed, the cheap seed was left behind and was brought to the ancestral mausoleum. Who has the heaven to spare, haha!"

"Counting time, this child is at least a hundred years old, but his body does not even condense the small sky star map. This kind of spiritual talent, let alone the second sword vein family, is even the EMI branch of our Lin family. Why not!...Just by looking at this talent, you know who planted it!"

Countless messy sounds, like heavy hammers, hit Li Tianming's head.

He raised his head, but his eyes were almost blinded by sword light!

"Son of Lin Mu!"

As expected by the public loser and Lin Jianxing.

The Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords is boiling.

Everyone stared at Li Tianming, like a hundred thousand lions, staring at a bug.

These people who have practiced for thousands of years are most afraid of playing Li Tianming to death if they are not careful.

Often, the more so, the less Li Tianming will die.

It's just that capital crime is inevitable, and living crime is inevitable!

He clearly felt that, except that he couldn't even move the mustard seeds, his body began to bear the terrifying pressure from these 100,000 strong men.

Puff puff puff!

One by one, the mustard seeds were overwhelmed and began to bleed and even exploded.

He was bleeding everywhere, everywhere.

Including eyes, nose, lips!

All are black blood.

Severe pain, everywhere in the body.

Even the Qingling Pagoda can't be saved.

"It's so cruel! But, as long as you don't die!"

Li Tianming relied on this mental will to make it through.

He really wasn't scared!

He thought he could deny it. He didn't expect everyone to see him and conclude that he was Lin Mu's son. That sophistry also lost its meaning.

This road is amazing!

He can only grit his teeth, die, and wait!

With blood in his eyes, he only saw two people besides Lin Jianxing.

These are two middle-aged people.

One man and one woman.

There is no doubt that they are at the most advanced age of cultivation, and their strength will be much stronger than that of public defeat. They are definitely one of the leaders of the sword **** Lin.

The man in Tsing Yi on the left is wearing a star sword robe and a dragon-shaped crown on his head. The strands of hair are knotted together, and countless swords are circulating in it.

On the right is a woman in a purple dress, very graceful and luxurious, with a pair of eyes like a purple starry sky, and on the floor-length dress, every tassel is in the shape of a purple sword.

"The third and seventh channel masters."

Lin Jianxing salutes them respectfully.

Sure enough, their status is lofty, they are the top powerhouses on this dark star, and in this boundless realm, they are all people who call the wind and call the rain.

Their majesty and magnanimity shine like a source of stars.

They stood very close to Li Tianming.

The reason why they are so close is actually to protect Li Tianming, because behind them, the group of heroes are furious. These are the ‘giants’ of the sword **** Lin. If they didn’t pay attention, they might have crushed Li Tianming.

From the King of the Sun, to falling to everyone shouting, this gap, not ordinary people, can't bear it.

"Who is your mother?"

The seventh channel master who is wearing a purple dress asked.

She asked, but Li Tianming was more relaxed, at least he could speak.

"I don't know, I'm an orphan. Maybe I'm dead." Li Tianming said.

The woman in the purple dress leaned into his ear, staring into his eyes, and asked, "Isn't it Idaiyan? On this dark star, only their clan has white hair."

Li Tianming shook his head.

The two peak powers looked at each other.

"illegal child."

The Third Vessel came to a conclusion.

"In the beginning, I was so in love, but in the end there were illegitimate children, haha." The seventh channel master sneered.

"Two pulse masters, how do you deal with him?"

Lin Jianxing asked eagerly.

The two of them will look at Li Tianming again.

The seventh channel master said: "Don't do other things for the rest of your life, just kneel to death in front of the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, and make atonement for your father. We ancestors worship."

"If you want to spit, you can do it anytime."

The Lord of the Third Vessel smiled.

"Don't, it's dirty with saliva." The woman in the purple skirt said.

They turned around and issued an order.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors!"

"Yes!"

Slap!

Li Tianming can't control his body.

He was controlled like a puppet, knelt in the direction of the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords and threw his five bodies on the ground.

The point is that on his back, it's like pressing a star sea **** ship.

The pressure from the senior gods of the universe penetrated every mustard seed and pressed him to bleed, especially his knees, which broke directly.

Bad!

"Don't cry, this is just the beginning. You have to be like this for the rest of your life. You can't die if you want to die."

Lin Jianxing patted him on the shoulder and smiled cruelly.

"Maybe I still have a chance to comeback."

Li Tianming gritted his teeth and grinned.

"Dream well."

Lin Jianxing passed him and walked towards the crowd.

The whole clan is very gentleman, so from beginning to end, no one looked at Jiang Fei and them, only aimed at Li Tianming.

The sound of them kneeling and singing to their ancestors came from ahead.

Various sacrifices go up in turn.

Li Tianming was at the back of the crowd, kneeling all the time, dripping blood on the ground, staining the soil below, and his knees were already deformed.

"What does it feel like?"

The sound of Yinghuo has changed.

They used to play around, but now their eyes are red.

"Nothing feels."

Li Tianming gritted his teeth and smiled.

"Aren't you frustrated?"

"There is nothing to be aggrieved. If you are better than others, you have no right to speak. Anyway, you can't die... If you are lucky enough to have a chance to practice normally, I have to thank them. I don’t have this kneeling today, I don’t have these humiliations. , I’m not motivated enough to force myself. Dark Star...very good, very challenging!"

"You are afraid of being stupid, now everyone is your dog."

Yinghuo rolled his eyes.

"Haha."

Li Tianming smiled.

Like a lunatic.

"It's nothing, just give me a chance to stand up, I will let these 100,000 people see me, who is different from today."

Today he is silent, speechless, and can only bear it.

There is no right to say a word for yourself.

What's more uncomfortable is that Li Muyang didn't make it clear because of time constraints, so he doesn't even understand what happened to IndoMTL.com~!

However, Li Tianming wanted to change.

He squeezed the black sand on the ground, and was still suffering from monstrous suppression, even his eyes were dripping blood.

The embarrassment is not enough to describe it.

"Misery is the wealth of life. I earned it today."

Li Tianming lowered his head, still laughing.

"Spiritual victory, bull!" Yinghuo said contemptuously.

"Damn, I'm like this, you still come to fight?" Li Tianming vomited blood.

"I am adding suffering to you, which is equivalent to increasing the wealth of your life."

"...!"

After they have finished worshipping their ancestors, it is estimated that they will come to toss themselves forever.

Not to mention stable practice opportunities.

So, Li Tianming just wanted to ask, are these 100,000 people in front of me without my grandparents!

They are Lin Mu's regrets...

"Father, you can't pit me out of my pants, right!"

You have to keep a little bit of it!

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