Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

An exaggerated shock wave spread out towards the surrounding distance in a vast scene visible to the naked eye.

It seems that such a shock wave does not spread very quickly, but in fact, the distance of a thousand meters is only a matter of seconds.

Why is this so?

Because this shock wave is really too big! .??.

In the roaring torrent that filled the mountains and plains, it seemed as if the end of the world had come, and a purgatory on earth was raging crazily in all areas visible to the field of vision.

Why is it shocking?

This is shocking!

In the roaring storm, a bloody light shield shone around Fang Lin, which was the guardian of Fang Cun Shura.

But now, even this level of Shura is trembling violently.

It can be seen how fierce such an impact is!

The raging torrent raged for nearly half a minute before it finally showed signs of dissipating. In the changed world, everything seemed riddled with holes.

And in the very high sky, a figure could be vaguely seen. Fang Lin on the ground narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, and it was clearly the figure of the third elder.

But at this moment, his whole body was stained with blood, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

In terms of aura, the fluctuations on the third elder's body no longer have the fluctuations of the God King. His realm has fallen to that of a true god on the spot!

A generation of genius has ended up like this!

Fang Lin was silent for a moment, his hesitation only appeared for a moment before he was completely overwhelmed by the surging violence that followed.

Let the third elder go?

Then who will let him go?

Today, the Qingyun Sect will definitely shed a river of blood. This is the end of the Qingyun Sect. No one can escape!

At a certain moment, Fang Lin on the ground suddenly disappeared.

sky

High in the sky, the third elder suddenly raised his head, but there was no expression on his disheveled face.

Until the next second, Fang Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of the third elder.

The slender Shura Holy Sword penetrated the third elder's chest very smoothly, and the tip of the sword penetrated the back of his heart. The third elder groaned on the spot, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, the third elder's expression was still emotionless. He stared into Fang Lin's eyes calmly. The peace in his eyes made Fang Lin narrow his eyes slightly.

When the third elder saw this, he finally showed a faint smile.

Fang Lin could see it. There was relief, relief, and even a hint of gratitude in that smile.

"I have been waiting for this day for too long."

"This Qingyun Sect is kind to me. I can't leave these thousands of disciples alone, but now, you have appeared."

"There's nothing wrong with such an ending. This lingering body of mine should have disappeared with that war a long time ago."

"Moreover, dying in your hands is not humiliating at all. Young man, you are a peerless genius. I have been in charge of you for a lifetime, and I only see you in this lifetime."

Fang Lin looked at the third elder quietly, his eyes surprisingly did not show any emotion, only indifference.

"In this case, then rest in peace. Everything will return to dust, and dust will return to dust."

After the words fell, Fang Lin suddenly pulled out the Emperor Flame Holy Sword, and the blood that shot out was as grand as a stunning flower, staining Fang Lin's body.

Fang Lin didn't dodge at all and turned around expressionlessly. However, when the third elder's body fell, Fang Lin's voice sounded, "My name is

Fang Lin. "

It was a very weak voice, so weak that only the third elder could hear it.

In mid-air, amid the raging storm and the howling wind, the third elder's consciousness was gradually losing consciousness, and his body had completely sunk into a feeling of weightlessness.

He knew that his body was falling and that he would soon leave this world.

But the third elder's eyes were half-opened, and there was a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Lin, Fang Lin...

I remembered this name...

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"Third Elder!"

"Third Elder!"

"You bastard! I'll fight you -"

Below, the screams of many disciples could be heard. Countless disciples watched helplessly as the body of the third elder fell, and they quickly chased after it from a long distance as if they were risking their lives.

Even if the third elder dies, he must not just fall to the ground alone!

This is the hero of Qingyun Sect, the pride of Qingyun Sect, and the belief of Qingyun Sect!

Qingyun's ambition is high and everlasting!

But in the sky, Fang Lin's indifferent eyes glanced at them, and the next second, sword energy suddenly appeared in the mid-air in the distance.

The streaks of bloody sword energy enlarged crazily, like bloody flowers that suddenly bloomed in mid-air, piercing the corpses of countless disciples in the blink of an eye.

Their cultivation was so low that even the sword energy gathered by Fang Lin's random thoughts could not withstand it.

The gap in cultivation is clearly reflected at this moment. At this moment, Fang Lin is the ceiling of Qingyun Sect. Whoever he wants to die must die!

"You are really a cruel boy! How can you be different from a demon cultivator like you! I think you are a demon cultivator, a demon! Even if I risk my life today, I will definitely kill you

Kill this again! "

Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the sky!

Fang Lin heard the voice and glanced up with a faint look. There was no emotion in his eyes, but he could still feel a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Devil?

Devil, let’s just say Devil. This is a pretty good title.

From now on, there will only be one big devil Fang Lin in the world, which is good.

Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at the ground, the killing intent in his eyes rising sharply again.

The most capable ones have been killed, and the rest are just a bunch of soldiers and generals, a ragtag group of people.

This prosperous age has come to an end.

As for the leaders, Fang Lin felt that they had to die last in order to be worthy of the name Devil.

Maybe if we kill them first, the remaining disciples will become even more desperate, but despairing in hope, isn't this more worthy of the devil?

Hope is still hope, but unfortunately, it is not his hope.

What's more, for those leaders, watching their sect die before their eyes, this is their real despair!

An evil smile appeared on Fang Lin's lips.

Shura Angel, please wreak havoc as much as you like!

Swish——

Fang Lin's figure suddenly disappeared.

On the ground, as Fang Lin disappeared, bloody flames rose again, quickly spreading and roaring around.

The old purgatory is not over yet, a new purgatory is about to begin.

Somewhere on the ground, Fang Lin quietly emerged, and then waved the Emperor Flame Holy Sword.

Swish——

The exaggerated sword energy swept out along the height of the earth in an instant, and wherever it passed, it was like a huge sickle harvesting crazily!