My Cultivation Planet
Editor: _Lunaelle
Wang Lin's expression was strange as he looked down at his bag of holding. The bag also exude a powerful sword intent along with an arrogant aura that was about to charge out.
"Little Lin Zi, you still not letting your lord Xu out. Hmph, hmph, let me tell you I'm badass now!!!" Xu Liguo's overbearing voice came from the bag. The bag of holding trembled violently as if an force from ancient time was about to charge out.
Just at the moment when this force reached a peak Wang Lin's eyes were calm as he viciously hit the bag of holding. Xu Liguo's overbearing voice immediately weakened.
Even the dense sword intent was suppressed and was unable to spread out.
"Oh? Little Lin Zi you still don't understand the situation, this lord don't blame you. This lord it not the little Xu Liguo I was before. This lord had inherited the ancient sword intent…"
Before he finished speaking Wang Lin's hand formed a seal and pointed at the bag. This time Xu Liguo's voice suddenly stopped.