"Only by using your own strength to fight for someone who is stronger than your own existence!"

Chu Xiaolian was stunned.

If you just kill some mortals without cultivation or cultivators with low realm.

Many devils are definitely willing to take a chance.

Can……

Fight against those who are obviously stronger than yourself?

Isn't that asking for death?

No wonder, no one has ever truly understood the artistic conception of killing to the peak!

For ordinary monks, the killing artistic conception has no chance to try!

Chu Xiaolian suddenly remembered something, and his pupils shrank slightly: "That senior brother, is it..."

After listening to Yan Chixiao's words, an extremely amazing news suddenly appeared in Chu Xiaolian's mind.

Could it be that the eldest brother has killed more than 100 million lives?

As soon as this idea comes out.

Chu Xiaolian suddenly felt cold all over and sweating profusely on his forehead.

It seemed as if everything had become unreal.

It's unlikely!

He remembered the figure of the eldest brother's white clothes, like a banished immortal.

In any case, it cannot be associated with a demon who kills over 100 million lives!

Yan Chixiao shook his head: "This is also my strange thing!"

"He simply couldn't kill so many people."

"Don't talk about humans... Even if a beast kills too many times, the fierce intention on his body cannot be concealed at all!"

When Chu Xiaolian heard this, he nodded in agreement.

The eldest brother has been the most beautiful existence in the entire Taicang Mansion since he was a child.

From the beginning of practice, almost every step has been written into a legend.

How could it be possible to commit such a murder in silence?

"But, the aura of killing artistic conception just now would never be wrong!"

Yan Chixiao frowned, his face full of confusion.

Chu Xiaolian guessed: "Teacher, the artistic conception of killing can only be understood through killing life?"

"What if the eldest brother has the opportunity to obtain what kind of inheritance or something?"

"You said, may the eldest brother be the son of luck?"

Yan Chixiao's eyes were slightly brighter.

It's not impossible!

As mentioned before, the artistic conception of killing is difficult.

There are many people who want to practice, but there may not be one who can truly practice it for thousands of years!

Moreover, each of them is a hero who has been famous for his era.

If such a person really leaves behind his inheritance, it will definitely be an unimaginable opportunity!

With the luck of that boy Li Hanguang...

It doesn’t seem to be unimaginable if you really encounter it!

"If you see your senior brother's evil things for a lot, you will always habitually attribute the special things on him to him!"

"I even ignored this kind of thing..."

"I'm old!"

Yan Chixiao sighed and shook his head.

Chu Xiaolian smiled and comforted, "Teacher, don't talk nonsense. You are in full swing. How do you say that you are old?"

Yan Chixiao was stunned when he heard this.

Then he looked relieved and thought to himself that his good disciple has finally grown up!

At this moment, Chu Xiao's eyes turned and asked tentatively: "Teacher, you..."

"It should be a romantic figure who suppresses an era, right?"

When Yan Chixiao heard this, a bright light appeared in his eyes and said proudly: "I dare not say that I suppress an era!"

"But, when the younger generation of Taicang Mansion was called second, no one dared to be the first!"

...

Chu Xiaolian's eyes lit up: "Since that's the case, teacher, you must have left behind the inheritance, right?"
Chapter completed!