Chapter 103: Demolished

"Really!" Master Venerable snorted out, and his withered face finally swelled a little blood, "Really, hiss...... There is no half a lie, please, let me go!"

Li Dong looked at him for a while and slowly let go of his hand.

The other two masters were frightened when they saw it, and their bodies, which originally had no essence, were scared out of two mouthfuls of blood and sprayed on the floor in front of them.

Li Dong's let go of his hand raised, gently patted the head of the master who had lost his voice and cried bitterly, and then stood up.

The Second Master and the Third Master Zun breathed a sigh of relief, just before they excessively urged the evil qi in their bodies, coupled with Li Dong's golden light, their vitality would soon dissipate.

And now being able to die naturally is enough for them, and they don't want to see Li Dong again.

The master also sobbed for a while, and then stopped crying, and his body became softer and softer, and more and more scattered.

But they found that Li Dong was standing quietly in front of them and did not leave.

The second master raised his head with difficulty, but met Li Dong's gaze.

That gaze was like a black pebble at the bottom of the lake, with waves of water on it, but it was impossible to see any emotion underneath.

"You...... You're going to ......"

The second master didn't finish speaking, but when he saw Li Dong wave his hand, the jade plate in the pocket of the three people flew out and was put away by Li Dong.

Then, Li Dong reached out and grabbed the air nothingness, and the aura around the three of them began to surge wildly, squeezing towards the three of them!

"It's so cheap for you guys. ”

Li Dong's fingers slowly moved closer, and the monstrous aura also pressed the bodies of the three little by little, prolonging the time of pain.

"Ahh

Heart-rending sounds came from their throats, and the bodies of the three of them continued to change and twist, getting smaller and tighter.

Finally, with a bang, they turned into nothingness, and under the erasure of the aura, not a trace of blood oozed out, not a single hair was left, and the three of them steamed as if they had never existed.

Before they died, they suffered the pain they deserved.

Lowering his hand, Li Dong looked at the wall and was silent.

......

It was past nine o'clock, and the sun was getting hot, making the occasional shade particularly luxurious.

On the school field of Qingxinmen, Li Dong was not afraid of the scorching sun, sitting on the cement floor with a hot butt in the sun, looking at the objects in his hands.

In Li Dong's hand, there was a sword, a cyan and transparent short sword, about one meter long, without any carving on the whole body, cool to start, and very light in weight.

This is a spiritual weapon, called the Qingxin Sword, which he scavenged in this Qingxin Gate, and according to Li Dong's observation, it is a four-grade spiritual weapon.

In the cultivation realm of this world, the determination of the grade of refiners and spiritual weapons follows the same system as that of alchemists and elixirs.

The elixir materials are the same as the hierarchy of cultivators, which are distinguished by the Yellow Rank and the Xuan Rank, while the alchemists, as well as the elixirs refined from the elixir materials, are a different system.

It is divided into twelve grades, one to three grades, which roughly correspond to the three phases of the Yellow Order, four to six grades, which roughly correspond to the three phases of the Xuan Rank, and seven to nine grades, which roughly correspond to the three phases of the Earth Rank, and as for the higher honorable products, supreme products, and even holy products, they correspond to the three phases of the Heavenly Order.

The same system was adopted for spiritual weapons and alchemists.

That is to say, the four-grade spiritual weapon in Li Dong's hand has an aura energy that is roughly at the level of the early stage of the Xuan Rank.

After watching it for a while, there was nothing to look at, and this thing was not as complicated as a toy in his opinion.

Li Dong casually put it in the Qiankun bag, which he also found in the Qingxin Gate, a relatively rare spiritual weapon with the ability to store space.

For the rest, he didn't find anything useful in this Qingxin Gate.

Standing up, Li Dong looked around at the surrounding school yard.

Under the scorching sun, nearly a hundred disciples were still unconscious, and even the three injured leaders in the medical hall and the disciples who were responsible for dealing with their injuries also fell into a coma.

These people, the evil qi in their bodies were all expelled by Li Dong, and correspondingly, their strength also had a huge decline, returning the power that should not have belonged to them.

Some of those who had cultivated the Qingxin Technique, even if what they had cultivated was not the version of He Caiyi, had all dissipated.

In a few hours, they will wake up from their fainting state, Li Dong did not kill them because there was no need for this, and expelled the evil qi from them, which was to eliminate the harm of the entire cultivation realm.

As for what they thought after they woke up, whether they would be angry or collapse because of the destruction of the sect and the collapse of their strength, that was not something for Li Dong to consider, and he didn't need to take care of the mood of this group of ants.

These people may not all be innocent and good people, if He Caiyi is really plundered by the masters to do evil things, maybe many of these disciples will still be happy to do so.

Li Dong walked to a load-bearing column under the eaves, stretched out his hand and patted it, and saw that the upper and lower ends of the load-bearing column were broken, and then leaned and loosened.

Holding on to this pine pillar with a diameter of about half a meter, the aura was infused, Li Dong held it and waved it violently, dragging out a pale golden aura in the air, and slammed it on the roof of the house in front!

There was a loud bang, and the roof was directly smashed open a hole, and the rubble and aura splashed, and even the wall in front of it collapsed in half.

Boom! Boom!

Dancing a few times in succession, under the state of blessing Li Dong's powerful aura, this pine column seemed to have turned into a sharp knife, and the spacious mansion in front of it became a piece of tofu that could be slaughtered.

Smashing this room, Li Dong calmed his face, flicked his legs and came to the next room, picking up the giant pillar and blasting the hammer again.

Refining Hall, Council Hall, Refining Pharmacy, Dormitory......

Li Dong's figure shuttled across the school grounds, smashing and smashing room after room.

Throwing the pillar casually on top of the newly dismantled tile, Li Dong clapped his hands and looked around.

The surroundings are in ruins.

Looking at the unconscious disciples around him, Li Dong snorted coldly:

"Let's find another way to make a living. ”

With a sigh of relief, with a leap, Li Dong urged the aura to leave here.

......

Outside the window, the morning sunlight casts in, smearing most of the walls, illuminating the whole room, making the atmosphere look beautiful and peaceful.

On the clean little bed, the girl was covered with a quilt and lay quietly, her eyes were looking at the ceiling above her head, her cold eyes were a little distracted, and the bright sunlight around her seemed to be unable to dispel the gloom in her heart.

He Caiyi's red lips opened slightly, and he sighed.

After being expelled from her body by Li Dong yesterday, she did not have that kind of pain anymore, but her body was still a little weak.

Her heart was still miserable.

Li Dong helped her free herself from the erosion of the poisonous gas, and she was very grateful to him, but He Caiyi knew that in order to cultivate her, the master of Qingxinmen had put a lot of effort into cultivating her and cultivating her into a furnace for cultivation.

Thinking of his grandmother, thinking of his parents who died ten years ago, two lines of tears slipped down from the corners of He Caiyi's eyes, slipped past his temples, and dripped onto the sheets.

Maybe it was a tragedy that I was born in this world.

Grandma, Dad, Mom, Caiyi is here to see you.

Tong.

A soft sound came from the location of the balcony, which made He Caiyi stunned for a moment, and then became vigilant.

She lifted the quilt on her body, wiped the tears from her face, straightened up and was about to get out of bed to see what was going on.

At this moment, there was a squeak, and the bedroom door opened.