He personally killed the Soul-Eating Cult demon cultivator who was killing people while laughing. The non-human-like woman moved her mouth. Lin Su leaned down to listen, but in the end nothing was said. The woman died.
Lin Su clenched his fists.
He has long heard about the Soul-Eating Cult's cruel and outrageous methods of cultivating people's souls, in order to make people feel resentful after death. The deeper the resentment, the more powerful the soul. If the resentment is overwhelming during life, the chance of turning into a ghost after death is extremely high.
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There were 11 formation masters in total. Except for the old man and the woman who were confirmed to be dead, the others were nowhere to be seen. In other words, there were another group or even several groups of demon cultivators from the Soul-Eating Cult.
Lin Su caught up and killed more than 20 people in a row, but when he was tracking the middle-aged man, he found seven ghosts who had escaped from Heyi Temple. At this moment, they were fighting with a master of the Soul-Eating Cult.
The demon raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly: "I have great luck today. I just arrested a soul with a lot of resentment, and here are seven more ghosts and a boy with good strength. It's a big harvest."
Lin Su slapped the flying demon cultivator, and Lin Su frowned and asked: "Where are the other members of the Soul-Eating Cult?"
The demonic cultivator laughed wildly and said, "Haha, I know it, but I won't tell you. If you can, kill me and you will never see them again in this life."
The more a person thinks of exploiting the weaknesses of others, the closer he is to madness, and the closer he is to death.
Lin Su approached step by step, "In this case, there is no need for you to live."
The demon cultivator turned pale with horror, staring at the fist that hit his forehead, his pupils widened, how dare he kill me? Does he not care about those people at all?
After killing someone, Lin Sufeng Qingyun looked calmly at Heyi Guan Qili Gui, "Are you guys together?"
What he means is that the rebirth curse is combined with the souls collected by the demon cultivators to be saved.
The leader Li Gui said: "No, my teacher has a deep love for us. If we don't avenge him, we are in vain as disciples."
"You can't avenge him." Lin Su struck mercilessly. The man's strength surpassed him by far. I don't know the depth for the time being. If these seven people want to take revenge, it will be difficult to reach the sky. Maybe they can find a mass grave and practice for thousands of years.
There is a lot of hope, but is that person still alive?
"If you believe me, I will avenge Master Taixu for you." Lin Su said resolutely.
Not one of the seven ghosts had any objections. They all bowed their hands and bowed to express their thanks: "The seven disciples of Master Taixu in Heyiguan would like to thank you, young hero."
Lin Su was confused, "Don't you doubt whether Lin will take these words at heart?"
The fierce ghosts smiled when they heard this and pointed at Lin Su's eyebrows, "Master has entrusted the inheritance of Heyi Guan to you. If we are alive, we should call him Senior Brother. Master can be trusted, so why can't we?
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Lin Su didn't know that there was a little cinnabar shining between his eyebrows.
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Ding Jiu happily limped out of Jinzhu Que Mountain holding the mountain-protecting formation of Heyi Temple. Although he was a little injured, he felt very satisfied. The formation master was as famous as the weapon refiner and the alchemist, but he was
The other people who are known to outsiders to rely entirely on the formation group have now got the formation disk back, which should impress them.
The smile suddenly stopped, and the formation plate in his hand hit the ground. Ding Jiu's brain seemed to have been hit with a hammer. The sworn brother's head rolled on the ground with a look of silence. Ding Jiu sat paralyzed on the blood-red ground, which was stained with the old man's blood.
Red.
"How, how could it be... no, no way..." Ding Jiu was in despair, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily. They were salty, as if his brain had stopped working, and he could not move for a long time.
"You are so unconscionable that you will not let go of the evil hands of any bastard, even the formation master who has no power to restrain a chicken."
"His grandma's, let me know which thing moved my hands, I will skin him alive."
There are many people who are angry, and of course cynicism is inevitable.
"You must have received retribution. One hundred taels of silver for a broken formation, God can't stand it."
Of course, the person who said this was immediately attacked by a group of people. He was so frightened that he ran away in despair.
Lin Su was carrying the corpses of the old man and six other people. With a bump on his shoulders, the seven corpses were neatly placed together. Ding Jiu roared and tore the cloth on Lin Su's chest, shouting at the top of his lungs: "It's you, you're the one who killed me."
If you have the ability to save people, why don’t you save them? Why don’t you save them?”
With a flick of his step, he grabbed Ding Jiu's wrist and flipped it gently. Ding Jiu was lying in front of the corpse, with bright red blood soaking half of his face. Lin Su lowered his head indifferently, "Weakness is the original sin. It is precisely because they were not strong enough that they died violently."
, because you are not strong enough, so you only deserve to live cowardly."
"Ah~"
"Ah~"
"Ah~"
Ding Jiu cried out two lines of bloody tears and knelt in front of the corpses of his sworn brother and sister, wailing. His bitter cry aroused sympathy from many people. Twelve people were sworn brothers, seven died and four disappeared. Only Ding Jiu was left alive. This pain was like a knife.
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Once his heart softened, people accused Lin Su of being cold-blooded and ruthless, and being so indifferent to those who had lost loved ones. He was like a beast.
When Yan Shi, Gao Huang and other people from the six gates saw what Lin Su was pointing at, those who were not close to each other retreated back into the crowd. However, Gao Huang and Yan Shi stood up despite the storm, "Brother Lin, this is
What's going on?"
"Soul-Eating Sect." Lin Su said three words, which immediately made the two of them dizzy. First, it was the Underworld Demon Sect, then the Soul-Eating Sect, and the Nine Left Dao Sects suddenly appeared in Anyang County. They might as well blow up the county.
Already.
After staring at Ding Jiu for a long time, Lin Su took a deep breath to let out the anger in his heart, "Tears cannot avenge you. If you want to find the souls of the other four people, I will wait for you in Graceland."
It was drizzling when we left, but it was pouring heavily when we returned to Graceland.
"Hey, look at the sword." A soft reminder came from the corner of the door. Xiaojun grabbed the wooden sword and jumped out to use the first style of the Changfeng Sword that she had mastered.
She often hit Lin Su's heart unexpectedly with her sword, and Xiaojun jumped for joy, "Yeah, it hit. I will no longer be a burden to my brother, and I can follow him out to punish rape and eliminate evil."
Lin Su dragged his tired body into the door, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xiaojun dropped the wooden sword and hurriedly helped him, his eyes were red, and he cried loudly, "Brother, brother, Xiaojun is wrong, Xiaojun will never be naughty again... Wuwu!"
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When Uncle Zhong heard Xiaojun's cries, he summoned several strong servants to carry Lin Su back to his room. He also invited the best doctors in Anyang County, but they were unable to do anything. In the end, the county governor Chen Shouli and the eldest daughter Chen Fengwu were alarmed.
The Dharma Appearance is a derivative of the Heavenly Soul. The Dharma Appearance of Crouching Tiger Arhat was shattered. Lin Su's Tianhun was injured and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was conscious, but he couldn't wake up, like a living dead.
There was a sky-blue seed the size of a soybean in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there was a vague figure who practiced exercises and martial arts repeatedly for three times before stopping. The moment he stopped, his eyes opened.
The scene in his sight was turbulent, and it took him a full quarter of an hour to return to normal. Xiaojun was lying on the side of the bed, sleeping soundly.
Xiaojun felt the rustling movement, wiped his groggy eyes, happily hugged Lin Su's chest and cried, "Brother, they all said you don't want Xiaojun anymore, wuwu..."
Chapter completed!