Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The bloody flames were like overwhelming mountains, turning into huge waves and sweeping over them. Countless disciples were submerged in them, screaming and despairing, and they had not stopped for a moment since the beginning of the war.

Amidst the violent sound of the wind, under Fang Lin's flying hair, his eyes were quietly looking at this hell-like scene on earth. Fang Lin did not make any sound. No one knew how huge Fang Lin was raging in his heart. The roar.

Can not go back.

Such a voice kept ringing deep in Fang Lin's heart, and the lives that disappeared one by one seemed to be announcing the end of an era.

He is no longer the Emperor Flame Angel.

But Fang Lin quietly and indifferently shuttled through the bloody waves, his sorrow and violence buried in the deepest valley.

There's probably nothing wrong with being a cool person.

Until the third elder who was chasing behind him suddenly disappeared after a moment's pause, and Fang Lin's eyes suddenly changed.

Almost subconsciously, Fang Lin suddenly turned around, raised the Emperor Flame Holy Sword and struck out suddenly.

boom--

In an instant, the grand sword energy suddenly surged hundreds of feet, covering all the huge waves of the sea of ​​​​blood in an instant.

In front of them, the figure of the third elder suddenly appeared, with a bit of shock and panic in his eyes, and he raised his hand and waved his palm.

With his palm like a sword, the third elder just cut through the air. However, the purple light suddenly surged to an astonishing degree, and a huge purple sword light suddenly formed across it.

This is actually a sword light!

Fang Lin clearly felt the domineering will contained in this grand brilliance.

This is actually a sword cultivator!

There was clearly no knife in his hand, but it wasn't entirely without a knife.

The knife is in the heart, and everything can be a knife.

This is actually a sword path

Master!

These thoughts flashed rapidly in my mind, but the collision in front of me had completely erupted. For a moment, extremely terrifying pressure suddenly descended, and people with a radius of thousands of meters could feel such exaggerated fluctuations.

Even the raging bloody flames around them were all suppressed by this pressure.

What followed was a shock wave that swept across in an instant.

boom--

The exaggerated roar made even the air seem to tremble violently!

Fang Lin, who was very close at hand, subconsciously thought, and a faint blood-colored light shield appeared around his body, wrapping Fang Lin in all directions.

Fang Cun Divine Punishment, such a name is no longer suitable here among Shura Angels. The current Fang Cun Divine Punishment should be called Fang Cun Shura.

The exaggerated impact swept across, and Fang Lin was rushed back nearly a hundred meters before he stopped. There was even a crack on the light shield in front of him.

In front of him, on the ground, there was a circular pit with a diameter of several hundred meters, which was very round and sunken into the ground, and everything inside had disappeared.

This collision was so powerful!

In the distance, the figure of the third elder was swept away nearly a thousand meters. When he saw Fang Lin's figure so close to the pit, the third elder's eyes obviously narrowed slightly.

Fang Lin, on the other hand, stared at the third elder for a few seconds, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"I never thought that in such a shady place, there would be a person like you!"

It is no exaggeration to say that the intensity of the collision just now has definitely reached the level of the mid-stage God King!

If Fang Lin hadn't driven the third stage Shura Angel, Fang Lin might not even be able to resist it this time!

This third elder could achieve such a high level of combat power with his bare hands. If he knew the reason, Fang Lin could certainly see it at a glance.

It's because of his sword skills!

This is a guy who is definitely accomplished in playing with knives! .??.

Compared to Fang Lin, the third elder was obviously many times more shocked.

You know, Fang Lin's cultivation is only at the late stage of real life, but in the collision just now, Fang Lin clearly had the upper hand!

What kind of monster is this!

I heard before that it seemed to be because of Song Qingyun?

hiss--

etc!

Fang Lin has now joined the sect. So, Song Qingyun...

Damn it!

The third elder couldn't help but feel shocked.

However, thinking that so many disciples of the sect had died now, the third elder could not help but feel his heart sink again.

On the other hand, the second elder in the distance sneered, "Nonsense! This is the most talented elder in our Qingyun Sect! Boy, if the third elder hadn't been injured when he was young, do you think you would still have room to be so arrogant today? I could kill you with one slap. Shoot to death!”

When Fang Lin heard this, he just glanced at him lightly and showed no interest in paying attention.

To put it bluntly, this guy is just a jerk.

The third elder pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I have no regrets if I can get you to marvel at me. When it comes to amazing talent, I am not as good as you."

Fang Lin raised the long sword in his hand, flicked the blade and made a crisp sound, "So?"

"So..." The third elder's eyes became heavy, as if a tragic flame was slowly rising, "Let's duel, Dingsheng

die. "

Fang Lin's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You will die."

"I know." The third elder answered without any hesitation.

Fang Lin was silent for a moment, "You still have time to run away now. If you really want to run away, I can't control everyone."

When the third elder heard this, a look of sadness appeared on his face. In a short period of time, his eyes seemed as if many years had passed.

But at the end, a smile appeared on the third elder's face, like a wandering wanderer returning to his hometown.

"This is my sect."

He didn't answer Fang Lin's question, but he had already answered it.

Fang Lin's eyes became a little more solemn, "I understand."

Such solemnity is more of respect.

Since you have made your choice, I will give you the respect you deserve.

"Third Elder——" In the distance, a surviving disciple suddenly cried out in sorrow, and there was a cry in the voice!

"Third Elder! Come on, Third Elder!"

"The third elder will definitely win! The third elder will never die!"

Looking at these disciples who were crying loudly, Fang Lin's eyes couldn't help but become a little dull again.

In their eyes, there is infinite hope and expectation, cautious, but as grand as the bloom of life.

The third elder in front of him smiled sarcastically, and behind him, a bright divine light slowly began to shine.

The color ratio of the divine brilliance is actually blue, purple, and blue!

The third elder looked around and looked at the eyes of the disciples around him. The third elder raised the corner of his mouth.

"I have seen all the little guys who have asked me for advice! This will be my last stab in this life!"