A finger condensed by the spiritual power of the light attribute came out of the air, and the moment it appeared, it suddenly magnified several times, turning into a giant-like finger, and the fingerprints on it were clearly visible.

Airplanes!

Terrifying fluctuations also erupted at the same time, and Ling Hong's face was very calm, as if this finger was so simple, like reaching out and crushing an ant to death.

"No !!"

Song Hongbing's whole person changed in shock after seeing the direction in which the divine light finger fell, he never thought that the spell that Ling Hong had cast for so long was actually going towards him, and when he found out about this blow, it was already too late.

After the attack of the light attribute is issued, the speed is extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of light, just a flicker came to Song Hongbing's side, it is impossible to dodge, and there is no time to even cast spells or use magic weapons to resist,

Unless you know who this spell is going to fall on from the beginning, and make defensive means in advance, you can wait for the attack to be issued, then all means of redemption are useless.

The fingers that turned into white light were about a meter thick, and after they came out of Ling Hong's fingers, when everyone looked at them again, they had already pressed on Song Hongbing's body.

At this moment, the Scripture Pavilion fell into an eerie silence, everyone's breath seemed to be blocked, and in this almost dead time, everyone saw that terrifying scene.

I saw that Song Hongbing's body slowly collapsed under that terrifying finger, silently, without any obstacles, and it collapsed so directly, not even ashes were left, and it was directly annihilated by that finger.

By the time everyone felt their heavy breathing again, the Divine Light had already fallen on the remnants of the Song family, the Praetorian Guard, the Blood Spirit Sect and other hostile forces, and in an instant, the two thousand monks who had already suffered heavy casualties were directly in front of everyone, leaving no trace.

Compared to the bloody scene after Lin Chuan's outbreak, Ling Hong's attack can be said to have brought elegance and nobility to the extreme, everything was so clean and calm, as if nothing had happened, but all the enemies had disappeared.

Goodo......

The sound of swallowing saliva became the loudest sound at the moment, and then the fluttering heartbeat, everyone didn't dare to make a sound at this moment, for fear of attracting Ling Hong's attention.

Legend has it that Nandou is born in the palm of his hand, and Beidou is dead, but at this moment, the terrifying lethality shown by the Nandou of [Xiao] has no meaning of palm life at all, but instead brings the ultimate fear of death, unless his ability to treat Lin Chuan is counted, this Ling Hong's horror has already made everyone feel hopeless.

It's just this attack, and his strength is already on par with the green dragon.

"In the middle of Jindan, it seems that there is more than that, it seems that you have gained a good harvest on the seventh layer!" Lin Chuan's slightly teasing voice sounded, and he turned his head to look at the handsome young man who was already standing beside him.

"There were accidents, but overall everything went well!" Ling Hong chuckled, the expression on his face was light and light, as if he had been accustomed to seeing big scenes and experienced endless vicissitudes.

"I always feel that under your young appearance, there is a heart that is about to sink into the ground!" Lin Chuan grunted and said, the expression on his face had completely relaxed, even if there were still thousands of enemies around, even if there were still six Yuan Infant Stage cultivators left, but these people were no longer in his eyes at this moment.

"That's because you don't understand my essence!" Ling Hong was unmoved, and said lightly.

"What are you going to do with the rest of them? Now that you've taken over, I don't want to do it again! Lin Chuan's kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes chuckled and swept over the remaining six Yuan Infant Cultivators, making their faces darker than the other.

"I'm not as murderous as you, since it's handed over to me, then I'll arrange it!" Ling Hong said lightly, and then stretched out his right hand, and a large number of light path carvings immediately spread out under the white skin, and the light spiritual power surged in it, and in a short time, six balls of light flashing with white light were suspended and lying quietly in the palm of Ling Hong's right hand.

"Let me put the seeds of light among your primordial infants, and I promise to let you leave after the matter of the Immortal Mansion is over, otherwise, I don't mind killing a few more people!" Ling Hong's soft voice echoed in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, obviously threatening others, but it seemed very gentle, without the slightest anger.

But when these words heard the ears of those Yuan Infant Stage monks, it was a different matter, thinking of Song Hongbing, who had just been crushed to death by a finger, everyone heard the breath of death in Ling Hong's flat tone.

"Is it true that you will let us go when you leave the Immortal Mansion?" A monk named Zhou Lang said that his cultivation was the lowest among the six, and he was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and he was also the first person to show a compromise look at this moment.

"Out of the Immortal Mansion, your cultivation will return to the Yuan Infant Stage, and at that time, my means should not be able to restrict you, even if I don't let you go, you have a way to leave!" Ling Hong said indifferently.

"But......" One of the monks wanted to refute, but was blocked by Ling Hong's calm eyes.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Ling Hong was a rare light attribute, and the seed of light he planted in the Yuan Infant of all people was unknown to anyone, and Ling Hong had a mysterious origin, and he was the only one who had been to the seventh layer of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, no one knew what he had gained in it, if he really allowed the seed of light to be under it, the consequences would be too unpredictable.

But from Ling Hong's explanation just now, they had already understood, because there was only one meaning, they were not qualified to bargain!

"Good! I promise you! Zhou Lang was the first to make a decision, gritting his teeth and agreeing to Ling Hong's request.

The next moment, Ling Hong's finger moved, and one of the balls of light immediately flew out and went straight to Zhou Lang's dantian, disappearing into it.

After feeling Ling Hong's seed of light, Zhou Lang didn't find anything unusual, but at this moment, the Yuan Ying who was originally sitting cross-legged in the dantian had a touch of white light, and everything else was normal.

Seeing that Zhou Lang had no problem, the remaining five Yuan Infant Stage monks agreed to Ling Hong's request one after another after hesitating for a while, allowing him to plant the Seed of Light in their Yuan Infant.

This is also something that can't be helped, at this time they have completely lost the capital to confront [Xiao], and there is only one end for refusal, and that is death.

As for the Jindan Stage Scattered Cultivators in the distance, Ling Hong didn't even look at them, and directly ignored them.

At this point, the entire sixth-layer assessment came to an end in advance, Lin Chuan gathered all the aura on his body and went to cultivate cross-legged, while Ling Hong calmly guarded Lin Chuan's side, waiting for the time for the assessment to end.

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