Linghu's hand that hides his soul is like the hand of death at this moment.
The rancid smell on his body became even stronger.
Wangshan Shenjun knew that his time had come. He was already over seventy years old. He regarded death as returning home and felt at ease.
Linghu Zanghun said: "If you don't tell me, after I kill you, I will write down the formula. If I can practice the Blood Demon Book to the point where humans and demons become one, I will definitely be able to crack the 'Nine Death God Technique'."
!When the time comes, I will definitely burn paper for four generations of you.”
Wangshan Shenjun smiled and said: "Linghu Zanghun, you are also a person without destiny!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Linghu Zanghun exerted force on his hands, and Wangshan Shenjun made a "click" sound on his neck. Then his head drooped softly...
He was the great-grandson of Xue Canglan, a legendary figure of the generation, but he was killed by the descendant of the Blood Demon Kung Fu in front of Xue Canglan's remains.
It's really sad.
Linghu Zanghun let go and Wangshan Shenjun leaned forward and fell beside the bed.
His head rested on the edge of the bed.
It's like kneeling beside the bed.
His face just touched my great-grandfather's hand.
Two lines of turbid tears flowed out of Wangshan Shenjun's eyes, running down his cheeks and falling bit by bit on the white bones of his great-grandfather.
Xue Canlan's bones are speechless.
Linghu Zanghun looked at Xue Canglan's bones and said: "You wouldn't have thought that your great-grandson would die at the hands of the successor of the Blood Demon Kung Fu. I really hope you can survive and fight with me! Although I suffered from the Blood Demon
The power is poisonous, but looking at the whole world, who is my opponent, Linghu Zanghun! Su Qinghou, Ling Nie, Lin Yi, Fang Qingyun, Qin Tang, all of them are defeated by me. They are invincible in the four seas.
Hand, but I am extremely lonely, and I only have two or three years to live. Could it be that this is the price of being the best in the world! Hahaha..."
Linghu Zanghun laughed.
The sound shook the dust in the stone room, and the bookshelf in the room was crumbling.
In this laughter, there is a sadness and a bit of pain that cannot be concealed.
Although he became number one in the world, he fulfilled his dream as a boy.
But the relatives left one by one.
The "daughter" has nothing to do with him. She has the blood of Su Qinghou. What he got in return for his fatherly love was absurdity.
His heart continued to collapse in pain and torture.
A few days ago, his heart finally collapsed.
Qin Dingfang carried Xiao Wu's body back to Beifu, carried it into his house, and carried it in front of him.
He couldn't bear it. The fifth sister who was closest to him and understood him best among the Linghu clan was now a cold corpse.
He was so furious at that time.
The rage made everyone tremble.
He beat the two men who carried the body in until they were bloody and flew out of the door. Then he slapped Qin Dingfang and let out an angry roar that shook the entire Beifu.
Qin Dingfang was vomiting blood and two teeth flew out of his mouth.
And the entire Beifu seemed to be trembling in the anger of Linghu Zanghun.
Then he kept his head in the house for ten days.
Not eating, not drinking, not sleeping, not talking, just staring at Xiao Wu's body.
Finally, Xiao Wu's body also smelled bad, so Linghu Zanghun called Qin Dingfang and Du Youxin in and asked them to carry Xiao Wu's body out and bury it.
They had just carried Xiaowu's body into the courtyard when they suddenly heard a "boom".
The room where Linghu's soul was hidden collapsed.
It became a ruin.
On the ruins, in the dust, stands the soul of Linghu.
The lonely figure seems to have been abandoned by the whole world.
The house was destroyed by Linghu Zanghun.
Then Linghu Zanghun soared into the sky and left Beifu.
He has to do something first. He has learned some information about the Nine Divine Art, and he is going to search for the Nine Death Art. Then, he will take revenge crazily. He will never show mercy to anyone again, including Su Qinghou and Su Jin'er.
He wants to kill! Kill! Kill!
He wants to combine the blood of his enemies and his enemies into a sea of blood!
To wash away the anger, pain, and even despair in his heart.
Now, I finally found the Nine Death God Skill.
But he needs to crack it.
Linghu Zanghun waved his hand again, and the leather blanket that had fallen beside the bed flew up again and landed on Xue Canglan's bones.
Linghu Zanghun said to the bones: "I will take away the Nine Death Divine Art. I will not reveal this place to let those ordinary people come to destroy this place and disturb you."
Linghu Zanghun wrote down the Nine Death Art on the stone wall, then turned around and left the secret room.
He turned the stone statue around again and closed the secret room.
Then he swept down to Wangren Peak.
As soon as Linghu Zanghun left, two figures quickly came towards Wangren Peak. It was Lin Yi and Wang Huixi.
It turned out that when Lin Yi and Wang Huixi were about to leave the mountain, Lin Yi noticed someone hiding in the dark. So Lin Yi and Wang Huixi tracked the man and caught him. The man turned out to be a master of the West Sea. But no matter what Lin Yi did
When pressed, the man refused to utter even a word.
In the end, he was beaten to death by Wang Huihui.
The people who were caught at first confessed that they had left three people behind, but now another person showed up. Lin Yi felt that something was strange.
He couldn't worry about Wangshan Shenjun, so he went back with Wang Gui.
Lin Yi and Wang Huixi rushed to the foot of Wangren Peak, and they saw Shan Shenjun's crutches broken into two pieces and thrown on the ground.
Wang Hui came back and said anxiously: "Damn it, we were fooled! Xiao Linzi, where are we going to find my good brother now! Is he alive or dead?"
Lin Yi slowly raised his head and looked at the towering Wangren Peak.
Lin Yi jumped up and stepped on the bee wall.
Looking back, he flew up.
The two of them reached the top of the peak, and Lin Yi couldn't wait to rush to the stone statue, turn the stone statue, and open the entrance to the secret room.
Lin Yi and Wang Gui returned and entered the secret room. The first thing they smelled was the smell of rotting meat in the damp smell in the room. They walked around the shelf in the room and saw Wangshan kneeling beside the bed, with his head resting on the edge of the bed.
God Lord.
Lin Yi's heart suddenly thumped.
When Wang returned, he quickly went over to see if Wangshan Shenjun still had any breath left.
Lin Yi also came.
He saw Wangshan Shenjun's face pressed against his great-grandfather's bones, with tears still wet on his face, and he felt sad for a while.
When I came back, my eyes were frighteningly red.
As his consciousness continued to recover, he remembered Wangshan Shenjun. Wangshan Shenjun was not only his brother's best friend, but also went to great lengths to save his life. He was his lifesaver.
Looking back is like talking to myself, and also like asking Lin Yi.
"Which bastard killed my good brother! Who it was, I'm going to tear him apart..."
Lin Yi said: "Linghu hides his soul."
Wang Huihui ran out of the secret room after hearing this. He stood on Wangren Peak, raising his arms and shouting wildly.
"Little Linghu! My good brother has nothing to do with the world, but you are involved in worldly affairs. You actually killed him, you hairy beast, don't leave, come and fight me!"
The sound of returning home spreads in the mountains with the wind.
Soon, a roaring sound came. Then, the voice of Linghu Zanghun also came.
"Wang Hui, you attacked my fifth sister in a sneak attack, causing her to be seriously injured and died! You Qin family are all shameless villains! You only use deception, sneak attacks, and avoid battles. You don't dare to fight me decisively! I have something important to do now.
You are a defeated general, so let me spare your life for a few days! You live well for me, and I will take out your heart when the time comes!"