Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Don't watch it, I want to go back to practice. Sooner or later, I will rebuild Xuanyuan Xianmen, restore the glory of the past, kill my enemies, sacrifice my parents, elders, and the spirits of many brothers and sisters and brothers in heaven."

Xuanyuan Lin looked small and still a urchin, but at the moment his expression was unusually firm. When Sun Shu and others made eye contact with him, they couldn't help but tremble slightly. It may be possible to rebuild Xuanyuan Xianmen and restore its former glory. After all, Xuanyuan Lin is the direct heir of such a behemoth and the only survivor of Xuanyuan Xianmen. Such a powerful sect should leave behind