Chapter 1279: Red ropes are flying

"Don't you have to think about it, naturally kill them all. ”

Ji Fanya came out of Bei Lingling's arms, carrying the black tripod, his face was unprecedentedly cold, "Take people to refine the Ding furnace, and others are even more abusive, all of them deserve to die!"

"Xiaoya, let these people be handed over to my mother. ”

At this time, Bei Lingling took Ji Fanya's hand and said softly, "You are still young, don't do such things." ”

"Mother, there has never been a big or small thing in the cultivation realm, only strength and weakness. ”

Ji Fanya looked at the north tilting Ling, and said seriously, "Xiaoya has been going all the way, and he is no longer a child who is ignorant of the world. ”

"Yes, my mother knows that Xiaoya must be very good, but..."

Bei Leanling's eyes softened, and he smiled, "In my mother's heart, even if you are a hundred years old, you are still a child." ”

"Mother..."

Hearing this, Ji Fanya's little face couldn't help but turn red, a little shy, but his heart was warm.

Is this what it feels like to have a mother's pain?

"Bei Tan Ling, we haven't done anything to you yet, and your current cultivation is also fulfilled by us!"

At this time, the elders of the Rose Sect were all frightened, and they looked up at Bei Ling and pleaded, "I... We are also kind to you, please bypass us this time!"

They are the head of a sect, they have a noble status in the high-level empire, and their lives are so good, they really don't want to die!

"You're really shameless. ”

Di Kun next to him couldn't listen to it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, he had energy to click on the dantian and eyebrows of Beitian Ling in the air, "Girl, your cultivation and forbidden old man have helped you open, and you can't be soft-hearted about this scourge." ”

"Thank you seniors, juniors understand. ”

Bei Lingling gratefully saluted Di Kun, and stepped forward, full of momentum.

"Woooo

At the same time, the red rope on her wrist was automatically untied, instantly extending to several meters long, turning into a shawl around her body.

The beautiful face, the cold momentum, the red rope flying and dancing step by step, the noble and graceful like the goddess of judgment from the nine heavens.

"Heh, you've said it, but not yet. ”

Bei Lingling took a step forward and said in a condescending cold voice, "I am definitely not the only one who has fallen into your hands and been refined into a Ding Furnace, keeping you will only harm more people." ”

"No, don't kill us, we swear, promise not to do it again!"

At this time, I was the chopping board, and the elders of the Rose Sect couldn't care about their identity and dignity, so they got up and knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "We are willing to swear from our hearts, please give us another chance!"

"Did you give me a chance?"

With a wave of his hand, the red rope around his body burst open, and the rope heads at both ends flashed with cold light like sharp blades, rushing towards several elders.

"Those Ding furnaces that died in the palms of your hands, have you given them a chance!"

"Poof..."

"Ahh

With a scream, the red rope flew through the hearts of several people, bringing out the bright red of the ground.

"Die... Dead!"

"Ahh

"Zong... The Sect Master is dead, the Sect Master is dead!"

“......”

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the Rose Sect screamed one after another, and they scattered and fled.

However, for these people, Di Mo Yu did not kill them all.

In this fantasy world where there is no law to bind them, they can only rely on force to establish authority, but they have never been murderers.

"Okay, it's over, do you have anything else to do?"