The three men in black did not say anything. The three of them slowly pulled out their swords. A black light flashed on them. A breath that devoured people's hearts emanated from the swords in the hands of the three warriors.

It seems that they should be the demon cultivators among warriors. Lin Potian thought in his heart. He lived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain for two years, and occasionally communicated with Wu Jianghe, who guarded the gate of the back mountain. He knew that warriors were divided into three categories, namely demon cultivators, demon cultivators and Taoist cultivators. For example, all warriors on Qingyun Mountain belonged to Taoist cultivators. They uphold justice, uphold the design, and take the safety of all living beings as their responsibility. Demon cultivators became bloodthirsty and followed the tenet of one person becoming a demon and ten thousand bones woven. Demon cultivators tended to be between demon cultivators and Taoist cultivators.

"My name is Lu Sheng, who is a third-level warrior of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Remember my name so that you can report to the King of Hell." The man in black on the left took a step forward and appeared in front of Lin Potian, with the magic knife in his hand slashing towards Lin Potian's head.

Looking at the magic knife that was slashing towards him, Lin Potian didn't say much. He jumped out, avoided the blade, then swung his fist and hit Liu Sheng. He heard a bang, and his fist hit Liu Sheng's waist and knocked him back.

At this time, the other two men in black looked at Lin Potian in surprise, with a hint of surprise in their eyes, because they did not feel any fluctuations of power from Lin Potian.

So three men in black stood side by side, waving the magic sword in their hands at the same time. The three of them were ethereal in shape, cooperating with each other, and attacking Lin Potian from three different angles, which almost blocked all the retreat routes of Lin Potian.

Lin Potian looked at the three people attacking him, and stood calmly in place, and then his body disappeared. Later, a total of seven Lin Potians appeared in the air. Finally, these seven Lin Potians combined to form a huge magic scorpion. The magic scorpion waved its body and turned into a ray of light, slashing at the three men in black.

Then three men in black fell from a high altitude, vomited blood, and fell weakly on the ground. At this time, Lin Potian stepped towards the three men in black, picked up a magic knife, put it on one of them, and then asked coldly: "What happened on Qingyun Mountain, who are you?"

"Hmph, kill me if you want to kill me, why talk nonsense?" The man in black looked fearless, as if he thought Lin Potian would not dare to kill him.

A black light flashed, and the black magic knife in Lin Potian's hand cut the neck of the man in black. The black magic knife swallowed the blood of the man in black. The man in black stared at Lin Potian with his eyes wide open, as if he didn't expect Lin Potian to be so determined.

"The way of heaven is ruthless, don't blame me, just blame yourself for your bad life." Lin Potian said calmly. He was the person who survived the massacre and understood that the so-called heaven was just a cover. As long as he had enough strength, even if he killed hundreds of millions of people, what could the heaven do? I believe that Luo Chaoyang, who slaughtered all his relatives and friends, is still alive and freely now.

"Only one of you can live, whoever answers my question just now can live," Lin Potian looked at the other two men in black and said coldly.
Chapter completed!