Renegade Immortal

Wang Lin had never had this kind of feeling, it was a heart-piercing pain, as if all the blood in his body was pulled out of his body at this moment, and waves of dizziness rushed to his heart.

Wang Lin endured the inexplicable pain and walked quickly. Seeing the three people behind him constantly pursuing him, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He turned around and flew towards Yujian, the gathering place of the Corpse Yin Sect.

The four long rainbows pierced through the sky of the Cassia Valley at an extremely fast speed.

Panic and helplessness were the only thoughts left in Wang Hao and Wang Zhuo's minds. They didn't even dare to move. They just watched helplessly as the assistant Wang Tao and his sister died on the spot.

The immortal monk, with a complicated expression on his face, sighed softly, turned his head, and stopped looking.

Fujikamoto stepped into the gate with a grinning grin, and when he folded his hands together, a purple ring-shaped ripple immediately spread out, covering the entire house, making it difficult for people inside to fly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his footsteps and walked into the nearest side room, which was the place where the servants lived. He heard bursts of miserable wailing coming from the room, and thin yellow smoke drifted out of the room. Inhaled by Xiaoqi.

The painful faces of seven or eight servants of the royal family floated on the flag.

Fuji Huayuan continued to walk into the next room without stopping, and screamed several times in a row. Wang Hao trembled and wanted to resist, but he was speechless.

Soon, all the servants became unjust souls, and the ferocious expression on Fuji Huayuan's face became even stronger. At this time, most of the members of the Wang family were startled by the screams, and wanted to go out of the room to check, but one by one But to his horror, he found that all the rooms were shrouded in purple light, and he couldn't get out at all.

One could only hear the miserable wailing continuously coming from outside. This kind of unknown fear made all the members of the royal family feel overwhelmed.

Teng Huayuan muttered to himself: "Li'er, if that person kills you, I will kill his whole family to avenge you." Then, he stepped into a room again.

Wang Hao's body shook violently, as if a force rushed out of his body, his brain shook, and he rushed a few steps recklessly, shouting loudly: "No..."

Teng Huayuan turned back and sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, the house suddenly turned into flying ash without a sound, revealing a man and a woman with panicked faces inside.

This man and woman are Wang Lin's third uncle and third aunt, that is, Wang Hao's parents.

Fuji Huayuan grabbed it with his right hand, and Wang Hao's father immediately flew into the air, holding his neck with both hands, his face flushed immediately, and he opened his mouth to show an expression of extreme pain.

Wang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and tears were streaming down his face. He shouted loudly and was about to rush out, but was hugged by Wang Zhuo. , the other party is the Nascent Soul stage old monster."

Fuji Huayuan sneered a few times, retracted his right hand, and suddenly there was a bang. Wang Hao's father's head turned into a blood mist, and half of his body fell to the ground. His soul was immediately separated from his body and was taken in by the black flag.

"No!!" Wang Hao's voice became hoarse. He just felt as if his chest was hit by a boulder, spewed out a mouthful of blood, looked at his father's body in a daze, and muttered to himself, "Why...why..."

Fuji Huayuan grabbed Wang Hao's mother again, crushed her head, and threw the body back, still in front of Wang Hao.

Wang Hao swayed, spat out another mouthful of blood, collapsed completely, hugged his mother's body, tears could not stop streaming down, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Fujika Yuan, and hissed: " Why!!!!"

Teng Huayuan's face was gloomy, and with a flick of his sleeve, the entire Wang family mansion turned into flying ash and disappeared in a flash of purple light. There were about forty people left on the ground, and all of them were Members of the royal family.

They were all panicked, and the female relatives couldn't help crying. Except for the living, all the dead bodies on the ground were headless.

Fujikamoto grabbed one person with a grim smile,

He is Wang Lin's father's third uncle, the oldest senior member of the Wang family.

Amidst the screams of everyone around him, his soul was taken away by Fujikamoto, and he died miserably.

Wang Hao stared blankly at everything in front of him, but he didn't notice anything. Wang Zhuo held his hand, and the bloodstains had already been removed from his arm. Wang Zhuo didn't dare to look into the eyes of his parents in the crowd, and his body trembled. Head, eyes a bloodshot.

There was a lot of crying in the crowd. Wang Lin's fourth uncle, who spent half his life in the wilderness, was more courageous than ordinary people. Many years ago, he was sent to Jianghu sect to practice, but now he is willing to go all out, and asked loudly:

"Shangxian, how did our Wang family offend you? We and other mortals are like ants in your eyes, but even if we are ants, you have to let us understand why all this is!"

The immortal cultivator let out a small gasp, his eyes flashed, and he sized up the middle-aged man.

"Why?" Fuji Huayuan tapped his hands a few times, and several people died immediately, with blood and flesh splattered and blurred.

"There is a character in your Wang family. Since you dare to kill my great-great-grandson, I will destroy his whole family!" After speaking, he slapped his right hand, and the ground trembled, and more than ten people were killed on the spot.

Wang Hao broke away from Wang Zhuo and was about to rush forward, but was caught up by Wang Zhuo again and pinned to the ground, with tears streaming down his face, he said in a low voice: "Wang Hao, no matter what happened before, now we have to live, the only way to live is to live. , to take revenge!"

Wang Lin's fourth uncle smiled miserably, and said: "Shangxian, how could someone in my Wang family kill your great-great-grandson? For hundreds of years, there are only three immortal cultivators in my Wang family..." When he said this, he suddenly paused, Seems to think of something.

Among the survivors, Wang Zhuo's father knelt on the ground with a plop, and said in a trembling voice, "Shangxian, is the person who killed your grandson called Wang Lin?"

A cold light flashed in Teng Huayuan's eyes, and he said silently in his heart: "Wang Lin... so he is called Wang Lin!" He glanced at the other party, grabbed Wang Zhuo's father with his right hand, and immediately grabbed Wang Zhuo's father in front of him, staring at him. Eyes, said word by word: "Tell me about Wang Lin."

Wang Zhuo's father hurriedly told all the things about Wang Lin, including his parents' residence, and he thought viciously in his heart: "Death, everyone, even if you didn't kill him, The Wang family is gone, so your parents should be buried with them too."

After hearing this, Teng Huayuan laughed a few times, put his hands together, and when they parted, a thunderball appeared between his hands, he pushed it casually, and a ring-shaped ripple rippled immediately.

Wang Zhuo's father was the closest. As soon as he touched the ripples of the thunder ball, his whole body shook immediately, and his clothes were all turned into flying ash. As the ripples spread, everyone who touched them disappeared in smoke, and their souls were all absorbed by the black flag.

When the ripples were about to reach Fourth Uncle Wang Lin, he had already closed his eyes, but a soft white light suddenly covered his body, blocking the thunderball ripples.

Teng Huayuan turned around and stared at the immortal monk.

The monk sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Teng, please keep this person, I am useful."

Fuji Huayuan sneered, pointed at Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao, and said to the monk, "You two, you won't interfere."

The monk chuckled, looked at Teng Huayuan, and said, "Fellow Taoist Teng, why do you ask knowingly? If you killed the two of them in front of me, I would not care about it at the time, but Pu Nanzi, a senior of the Xuandao Sect, asked From now on, I will naturally tell the truth.”

Fuji Huayuan looked at the monk, and after a long time, he stepped on his foot. Amidst the booming sound, the entire Wang family's mansion became a piece of ruins.

As for Wang Zhuo and the others, he didn't even look at them, and flew away according to the route of Wang Lin's family that he had obtained before.

Wang Zhuo's body was trembling, and he looked at the ruins blankly. After a little silence, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, his forehead was broken, and blood flowed all over his face. At this time, his face was slightly ferocious.

Wang Hao clenched his teeth, laughed miserably, tilted his body, and fell to the ground.

Wang Zhuo got up and picked up Wang Hao, bent over to the monk, and flew in the direction of Xuan Dao Sect. The previous bumps and bumps were swept away with the destruction of the Wang family.

The monk secretly sighed, and said in his heart: "I don't know what I did, what I did was right and wrong... But this middle-aged man is very courageous, if he can save one, let it be one." Thinking of this, he twitched his sleeve Dumping, together with Wang Lin's fourth uncle, disappeared in the Wang family's ancestral house.

Fuji Huayuan arrived at Wang Lin's village almost instantly. On the small black flag behind him, the souls of more than a hundred people in the Wang family were all sealed on it. It's a look of pain.

Miserable wailing sounds floated from the flag, and the wind could not help but blow.

After arriving at the village, Teng Huayuan swept away his spiritual sense, and immediately found Wang Lin's house, grinned grimly, and rushed down...

A quarter of an hour later, Fuji Huayuan walked out of Wang's house, and slapped the black chess with his right hand, and the black chess immediately grew in the wind and became extremely huge. Then Fuji Huayuan bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of baby blood, and the black chess immediately let out howls of ghosts and wolves The sound of the sound made circles of ripples on the flag. Slowly, the ripples gradually subsided, revealing a picture. In the picture, Wang Lin was walking quickly in a dense forest.

Fujikamoto grinned grimly, and tapped the screen with his right hand.

Besides, Wang Lin jumped down inexplicably startled, and led the three people chasing after him, and ran towards the gathering place of the Corpse Yin Sect. Suddenly, his chest felt unprecedented pain, as if his breath was drawn away, and he let out a miserable snort , he staggered, half kneeling on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

pain! Unimaginable pain! Indescribable pain!

This kind of pain, like a tide, submerged Wang Lin. Immortal cultivators are extremely sensitive in some aspects. At this moment, Wang Lin felt panic that he had never felt before, and the kind words of his parents involuntarily appeared in his mind. face.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin saw a scene that he will remember forever.

"No!!!" There were two lines of blood and tears in Wang Lin's eyes. His expression was painful, his body was trembling, and traces of cold spiritual power ran wild in his body, completely uncontrollable. Within a radius of ten feet, all The grass and trees immediately turned into blue crystals, and the spread of this cold aura has been intensifying...

At this moment, the "extreme" state of Wang Lin's spiritual power, the endless climb, the extreme state, can be used to the extreme.