Lan Shuixin's face turned red. He looked at Saint Linghu bitterly, cursed and roared loudly. ````
"Old immortal, what did you say? Chess piece? Haha, you can still say such things to me in this tone now. Only when I kill you old guys and replace them to unify the Holy Dharma Sect, you will know that I
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Saint Linghu snorted coldly. He suddenly stretched out his left hand and stretched one arm to seven or eight miles in length. He slapped Lan Shuixin on the face. He had countless magical powers and secret techniques, and mastered them.
Lan Shuixin, who had countless weird and mysterious skills, actually didn't dodge this seemingly simple slap, and was actually slapped by Saint Linghu and flew away dozens of feet away.
"Quack...ignorance...stupid!"
Sage Linghu glared at Lan Shuixin sternly, and with a wave of his right hand, the lotus-shaped sword energy diffused in the air again, shrouding Lan Shuixin. Sage Linghu obviously did not want to have anything to do with Lan Shuixin.
Talking nonsense, he directly killed Lan Shuixin.
Yin Xuuge kept silently watching everything in front of her.
This old man with five eyes is actually the spirit of Saint Linghu, one of the three holy saints of the Holy Saint Dharma Sect?
It was this guy, together with his two senior brothers, who joined forces to create the most terrifying catastrophe in the ancient world of Yuanlu. Countless schools were wiped out, countless sects collapsed, countless monks piled up corpses, and the entire Yuanlu world was bleeding.
into a river.
Even Yin Xuege, who was originally a tree species of the Hongmeng World Tree with the newly awakened spiritual intelligence, was hiding comfortably in the backwoods of the Yuanlu world. He was quietly breathing in the breath of Hongmeng and preparing to take root. However, because of three
Due to the catastrophe caused by the Great Saint, poor Yin Xuege was forced to escape into the Hongmeng void with the imprint of life of countless descendants of the fugitives and the mantle of a large number of sects' orthodoxy.
And Lan Shuixin, this guy who came from the void spiritual world and was reborn, also caused a bloody storm within the Holy Sect.
But why is he here?
The fight was raging outside, so Lan Shuixin should be sitting outside. How could he sneak in here?
Yin Xuuge came here to plunder the cross-border communication circle. This treasure will eventually be of great use in the future. But what about Lan Shuixin? What is he doing here?
The lotus sword energy shot out all over the sky. The sword energy, which had a hint of quiet and gentle beauty, but was full of the terrifying charm of destroying everything, fell silently. Lan Shuixin yelled angrily and cursed, and the seven-handled wolf-head dagger stuck in his body came down.
A sharp whistling sound flew out of the body, turning into seven short black lights and fiercely heading towards the Lotus Sword Qi.
With a 'click' sound, a small crack opened in the void. It then healed quickly.
The Lotus Sword Qi collapsed. The seven daggers were spinning and flying far away, while Saint Linghu's flying sword also bounced back with a low cry. With this blow, Lan Shuixin and Saint Linghu unexpectedly
It was a tie. Whether it was the magic power or the flying swords and knives used, it was all a tie.
Saint Linghu frowned.
"The one behind you is willing to give it up. My Green Lotus Intention is the result of eight thousand years of hard work, extracting the first wisp of dust-free air from the untainted green lotus every morning, and tempering it day and night with the true fire of my life.
It turned into a wisp of green lotus sword intention, and then merged into the best sword embryo, thus creating such a magic weapon. I took this opportunity to go down to the next world and give this sword to the Linghu family to suppress their luck."
"Unexpectedly, these broken copper and iron smelting tools of yours can actually block the blow of my Qinglianyi?"
Lan Shuixin struggled up from the ground unsteadily. He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth where Linghu Saint slapped him and laughed.
"Fart, it's just bullshit, it smells bad!"
He pointed at Saint Linghu and shouted with disdain.
"You immortals like to make these mysteries. What is the first wisp of dust-free air on the Innocent Green Lotus? What kind of bullshit is that?"
"My seven-handled Greedy Wolf Slayer is very simple to refine. In the past 13,000 years in the void spiritual world, more than 10 billion disciples of various sects have fallen. I extracted the wronged souls of 700 million of them and refined them into one body. I used all their
The human corpse is burned into ashes and cast into the blade, and this treasure is made!"
Lan Shuixin grabbed a hold of Greedy Wolf Tu and flew back to her, smiling strangely.
"Old Immortal, this sword has the souls of 100 million children of saints and families howling in it!"
Saint Linghu looked at Lan Shuixin disapprovingly, and casually held Qinglianyi, playing with the flying sword with his fingers, causing the sword's edge to create a circle of gleaming sword light in his hand.
"Want to mess with my mind? Lan Shuixin, you are still too young."
"What are the innocent souls of hundreds of millions of children of various families? In the past countless years, millions of children of various families have died every year in the Void Spiritual Realm. Since the opening of the Void Spiritual Realm, 803 families have lost their disciples.
There are more than trillions of disciples?”
Saint Linghu smiled very gently and gracefully, and with a backhand, he grabbed the crimson seal in his hand.
"I saw with my own eyes tens of thousands of sons and millions of grandsons being beaten to death... Hey!"
Yin Xuege felt chills in his heart. The meaning behind the words of Lan Shuixin and Linghu Saint simply made his hair stand on end. What kind of damn hell is that in the void spiritual world? Where does the world of Yuanlu ascend to?
Won’t all the masters of the Divine Soul Realm in the world become their cannon fodder?
As if sensing the doubts in Yin Xuege's heart, Saint Linghu turned around with a smile and shook his head at Yin Xuege.
"It won't be cannon fodder, just a machine for breeding future generations."
"You must know that the deeper your cultivation, the weaker your ability to reproduce. We have so many families, if we want to have enough troops to fight, we must have a steady stream of new blood. Those descendants who have just ascended will not be able to reproduce after their ascension.
My first ten-thousand-year mission is to work hard to give birth to a child."
Lan Shuixin laughed, extremely arrogant and proud.
"The children they give birth to while their cultivation level is not high, and then work hard to have children, the children and grandchildren will be endless. Then when their cultivation level reaches a certain level, and it becomes difficult to reproduce children, just send them directly.
Die."
Saint Linghu smiled lightly and sighed lightly.
"That is not to commit suicide, but to make a bloody sacrifice for the benefit of the Holy Dharma. Suicide and sacrifice are very different concepts."
Smiling, Saint Linghu suddenly ejected a ball of purple-gold light about the size of a fist from his eyebrows, and fiercely shot towards Lan Shuixin. The ball of light was so fast that it was indescribable, and it almost came out of the body.
At the same time, it hit Lan Shuixin's body hard.
Lan Shuixin's body disintegrated in that bright light, and a dense mass of black energy spurted out from his collapsed body.
'Swish swish'. The subtle sound like spring silkworms spinning silk kept coming. Thin black rays of light were continuously drawn out from the black mist. These black light filaments were interlaced and woven with each other, and soon they intertwined into a tall and tall figure.
A black figure about ten feet tall, with a smooth face and no facial features.
Saint Linghu looked at the black figure standing there quietly and motionless. Then he sighed heavily.
"You are indeed not the rebellious Lan Shuixin. In his current situation, he cannot escape from Operation Full Moon shrouded in the True Light of Five Elements. How could he be in the mood? Is there any force sneaking in here?"
The black figure moved his neck very mysteriously. It was clearly a body made of intertwined black lights, but when he moved, a crisp sound of joints came from his body. He raised his hands again and moved vigorously.
He shook all the joints in his body, and then let out a long and joyful sigh.
He ignored Saint Linghu's words at all, and instead walked around the square where Yin Xuege and the others were, tilting his head and staring at Yin Xuege for a while, and then
He returned to Saint Linghu again.
Yin Xuuge looked at this black figure with great vigilance.
Although there was no strange aura on his body, Yin Xuuge instinctively sensed that this guy was dangerous.
The extreme danger was a million times more dangerous than the threat Saint Linghu gave him. This feeling was as if this figure itself was the aggregate of all dangers in the world, and his existence had an impact on the entire world.
It is dangerous to all living beings.
Shifang Chaodu trembled slightly, and Yin Xuege held Shifang Chaodu tightly. In the center of his eyebrows, the Taoist palace left by Taoist Kongmiao also trembled slightly.
Saint Linghu didn't say anything, he just looked at the black figure quietly.
After a long time, the black figure who had been staring at Saint Linghu finally spoke.
Although there were no facial features on the face, an extremely hoarse, extremely turbid, muddy voice that made people's eardrums feel sore came from the body of the black figure.
"This trace of... the spirit... coming... here... all the expenses... I'm afraid... will be on top of... your... three thousand years of hard work?"
"It's just... Lan Shuixin... you... value it so... so much?"
Saint Linghu sneered. He looked at the black figure, and his tone unconsciously contained a hint of coldness and resentment.
"Lan Shuixin wants to destroy our foundation, how can we not take it seriously? If I don't use my spirit to go down to the realm myself, the matter will not end."
The black figure was silent for a while, then he pointed his hand, and the seven-hand Greedy Wolf Butcher quietly flew to his side, dancing briskly around his palm.
"How come...it can't...end?"
"You... will... hand over... the foundation... of the Holy Dharma Door... in the lower realm... and it will end naturally."
Saint Linghu looked at the black figure coldly, and his tone became extremely cold.
"Who said our foundation in the lower realm is useless? It is of great use."
The black figure was silent for a long time.
After a long time, he shook his head helplessly.
"In so many... years... we... communicated face to face for the first time. And... it was... here."
"No need to... talk about it?"
Saint Linghu pondered for a long time before he slowly shook his head and bowed to the black figure solemnly.
"We, the three senior brothers, all agree that there is no need to talk."
The black figure twisted his neck, and the seven-handled Greedy Wolf Butcher volleyed towards Saint Linghu and killed him.
"Very good...go to hell...I...will destroy you...all the families." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!