Volume I Chapter 1070 A Hundred Years of Slave

As Chu Linguang was swallowed by the deep sea vortex, his figure completely disappeared from the cultivation world.

The fleet of Ning Xuanyuan and others, after escaping from the deep sea vortex, has been hovering above the Black Sea, and immediately contacted Lin Tianlin and Gu Qingshan to inform them of the situation here.

in an instant.

above the Black Sea.

There are countless disciples of Shenzong and Baiyunzong, and they are all looking for Chu Linguang.

at the same time.

In the western region, a major earthquake also occurred.

In the imperial city, Chu Linguang beheaded Huo Qilin, the imperial swordswoman and imperial concubine, severely wounded the twelve bishops of the Holy See, and a series of things, which aroused the emperor's anger, and the pope personally ordered Chu Linguang to be brought to justice.

Eliminate Chen Gu Sword Dao.

for a while.

The western region is full of wind and rain.

Chen Gu's kendo disciples suffered heavy losses.

Chen Taishan, Chen Changjiang, Chen Changcheng, Chen Huanghe and Situ Teng were all severely injured.

Panicked, they were all looking for Chu Linguang's figure, wanting to get Chu Linguang's protection, but Chu Linguang seemed to have disappeared completely, or had been beheaded by the Pope.

No matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find Chu Linguang.

Because of this, Chen Gu's reputation in swordsmanship plummeted.

Many people felt that Chen Gu's swordsmanship would completely disappear in Chu Linguang's hands.

But just in the nick of time.

Chen Pingan, the previous master of Chen Gu Sword Dao, came back in a strange way, and once he made a move, he showed immortal power, wiped out the Holy See's army with one sword, and severely injured members of the royal family.

After that, he entered the imperial city alone, and went to negotiate with the emperor and the pope.

That night.

The ground of the imperial city was torn apart, magma gushed out, and the statue of the Holy See gods soared into the sky.

When Chen Ping left the imperial city, people saw that he was covered in blood and he was limping, but since that time, the imperial city and the Holy See stopped besieging Chen Gu's sword disciples.

But Chen Gu's swordsmanship seems to have plummeted since then.

Then Chen Ping disappeared completely.

As if it had never been there.

Since then, the number of Chen Gu Kendo personnel has dropped sharply.

From the peak of glory to the decline, until it seems to have completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

above the Black Sea.

Ning Xuanyuan and others searched for more than ten years.

Chu Linguang was never seen, let alone the deep sea vortex.

for a while.

They are heartbroken.

Many people thought that something unexpected happened to Chu Linguang.

Both Shenzong and Baiyunzong were shrouded in a layer of gloom.

Lin Tianlin, Gu Qingshan and the others were at a loss. Fortunately, the relationship between the two sects did not have any problems because of Chu Linguang's disappearance, and they were even closer and closer, standing with Ning Xuanyuan and the others at all times.

"Continuing to waste time here is still not an option. I want to go back to Dahua and bring the most advanced ships and cannons over. I don't believe it. I can't blast this layer of Black Sea!"

Ning Xuanyuan said.

I have kept it for more than ten years.

There was no other movement on the Black Sea, let alone Chu Linguang, and he couldn't sit still.

"Okay, I'll go back with you and bring all of Dragon Soul's trump cards."

Bai Xi nodded in agreement.

In the deep sea vortex.

Ten years passed.

Chu Linguang's cultivation has changed from being immortal to being a true immortal.

His cultivation base is being lost all the time.

His aura is constantly weakening.

Having been a slave for a hundred years, Chu Linguang had an intuition that even if he could survive a hundred years later, his own strength would completely disappear, and he would be no different from a useless person after he got out.

During these ten years, he had communicated with the heir whirlpool countless times, wanting to seek asylum.

It's a pity that the identity of the heir of everything seems to have lost all effect, so that Chu Linguang couldn't get the slightest reaction.

Another ten years passed.

Chu Linguang changed from a real fairy to a golden fairy.

Decade after decade.

Chu Linguang's cultivation has been disappearing all the time.

He became a celestial being, became a celestial being, became a saint, and became extraordinary.

Fifty years later.

His cultivation is only at the level of a grand master.

There are still fifty years of contract time.

Chu Linguang seemed to realize that he couldn't hold on at all.

Another ten years passed.

Chu Linguang has lost all his cultivation.

But fortunately, his physical strength seems to be still there.

Although he lost his cultivation.

But can breathe.

If another ten years have passed.

Only sixty years.

Chu Linguang became a skinny old man.

He could no longer stand up and could only lie down under the starry sky.

He has lost all expectations of his status as the heir of everything.

Seventy years have passed.

Chu Linguang's body turned into a mummy.

His physical body lost all movement.

But the weird thing is.

Chu Linguang's soul was not destroyed, and appeared under the starry sky intact.

Eighty years have passed.

Chu Linguang's spirit also became dim.

Under this starry sky.

Chu Linguang's body of spirit and soul recalls the past.

I remembered one thing.

I remembered that my father, Chu Tianqiang, was treated by grandma from the beginning. Until later, Chu Xinyue and Ye Chen confirmed the relationship between men and women. Chu Xinyue washed and cooked for Ye Chen in the southern region. Ye Chen became the god of war in the southern region step by step from a small soldier.

When the marriage certificate was issued to the Chu family, Chu Xinyue became the jewel in the palm of the Chu family, and Chu Linguang's family lived a life of luxury and wealth ever since.

Chen Yan, who had always disliked him and even disliked him, suddenly developed an inexplicable affection for him, and the two of them became boyfriend and girlfriend within a day.

Chu Linguang still remembered.

Went to Chen Yan's house as a guest, was warmly received by the Chen family, but the buttocks were still hot, the news of Ye Chen's resignation was broadcast on the TV, my sister couldn't stand the excitement, jumped down from the 20th floor, was caught by the awning, life and death were uncertain .

from that moment.

The whole world has changed.

The Chen family kicked him out.

The aunt and the others yelled at the hospital gate, calling Chu Xinyue a bastard, and Chu Linguang's family became a bastard.

Chu Linguang vaguely remembered that it was also that day that he became the heir of everything.

Relying on the identity of the heir, he counterattacked all the way and passed the test.

Pull Chu Xinyue back from the gate of hell.

Let Li Honghai, the richest man in Zhangchuan City, become his younger brother, make everyone look at him with admiration, make Mrs. Chu feel regretful, and even let Ning Xuanyuan, the god of war in the north, enter Chu's family and become Chu Tianqiang's son-in-law.

Later, Ye Chen became the target of public criticism.

Help Ning Xuanyuan to complete the unification of the North and the South.

Appreciation ceremony.

Fight the white ape.

Xiaoqian's swordsmanship seals the throat with one sword.

Bloody battle with Mumba.

Wait, one after another, the highlights are dazzling.

It also made Chu Linguang a legend and the patron saint of Dahua.

Enter the cultivation world.

Chu Linguang also maintained a high profile all the way, let Shenzong and Baiyunzong form an alliance, slashed the old devil with the sword, and slashed Xiang Pangyun with the sword, and made great achievements, countless.

Unexpectedly.

Success is also a whirlpool, and failure is also a whirlpool.

Chu Linguang felt that the power of the soul was dissipating.

The starry sky in front of him became more and more blurred.

A hundred years... maybe it's the end.