Chapter 708: Finale

Joy faction, the world immediately descended a few white pillars of light, there were several figures in different places, white light on their bodies, and everyone exploded instantly, turning into pieces of white light, floating between heaven and earth.

There is even a pair of brothers and sisters, who feel normal when they do that kind of thing too much, and the woman is originally a person who is happy to teach, probably to find a feeling, and they are actually together, in a bamboo forest, the woman's figure is very good, and the technique has nothing to say.

But the two of them suddenly had white light on their bodies, which exploded in an instant and turned into dots of white light.

Huanxi Ancestor, in a black cave, it was pitch black, there was a female disciple in his arms, slippery, coiled, his skin was as white as jade, at this time Huanxi Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, pinched the neck of the woman in his arms with one finger, instantly crushed, and fell the wall.

This female disciple didn't know why she died before she died.

Huanxi Ancestor, suddenly thinking of a voice in his mind, it was a familiar voice, the female furnace Ding that he had cultivated with his life's savings, the sound of screaming and pain exploded in his mind.

"Who is so bold! It's you Zhang Xiaofan again! Dare to take away my furnace and torture my wife, I will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces, cut you with thousands of knives, and your soul will be naΓ―ve, so that your life is worse than death!"

The old man, who was also dressed in a red robe, suddenly stood up and let out a dull and extremely angry voice, which was the most angry moment in the life of the ancestor of Huanxi, like the revenge of killing his father.

Because of his beloved wife, he wants to cultivate the female furnace Ding who has spent all his strength, which are the two most important things in his life, and he is actually making wedding dresses for others now, and under other people's men, this kind of anger feels like going berserk, and the happy boss finally realized the feeling of being a cuckold.

Along the way, the cultivation skyrocketed, the whole mountain was shaking, I wanted to pass in an instant, kill Zhang Xiaofan, the so-called soul light sky lantern, the soul of ordinary cultivators is very strong, but they can make the soul into a sky lantern and light it above the head, just like a candle, the soul is made of oil, it is burning slowly, and the soul will not burn out after decades of strong burning, but that kind of pain has always existed, and it is an extremely cruel method, which is generally used to torture the enemy.

Moreover, the cultivation realm is also forbidden.

Huanxi Ancestor, almost instantly, went out of the customs forcefully, and wanted to chase and kill Zhang Xiaofan, but as soon as his body moved, his brows suddenly wrinkled:

"The family is unfortunate to have a rebellious son, a big rebellion, the third child! You still want to turn against your father and I can't do it? Since this is the case, then I will pinch you to death this flea.

Zhang Xiaofan, I'll let you be happy, wait a minute, I'll let you remember it for the rest of your life, regret coming to this world, even if your master is here, so what!"

However, on the other side, the middle-aged Confucian student, with his wife and daughter, flew in mid-air, and at this time, in the surrounding sects, those elite disciples came in and out, surging like a tide, densely packed.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar, the moment he raised his hand, his fingers had a white light, and he wrote two words in the air before his death:

"Sword Rain!"

Then the two white words were gently pushed by the middle-aged Confucian student, and the two words instantly became larger, absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and actually turned into countless white sword rains, like rain, falling all over the sky and falling towards the crowd of disciples of the sect.

Countless people were suddenly pierced by the rain of arrows, and the wails of pain almost fell in large swaths.

"Fire!"

The same word is drawn with a finger, gently pushed out, turned into a fire in mid-air, countless fire rain densely spread out, these are the same door, many people are born from the same root, in the sea of fire, let out a scream of pain, wrapped in fire, even the soul is burning, crying for a while, wailing, like purgatory on earth.

The middle-aged Confucian student, although his face was pale, his face was always calm, as if he had set fire to a piece of grass, and his face did not fluctuate at all.

This is killing people in one step, leaving no line in 10 steps, but only killing 10 people? This is simply a massacre, and you will kill people when you see them.

The entire Huanxi faction, the first time the fire spread, the smoke was filled, even those houses and buildings, all burned with raging fire, even some of the forbidden formations inside, all were burned, it seemed that under the hands of this middle-aged Confucian student, there was no first gear effect, like destroying the withering and decaying, step by step towards the east peak.

But there are countless disciples who rush over like crazy, middle-aged Confucian students, without blinking their eyes, killing as many as they come, with white light on their bodies, like gods, but this method is like a demon.

The mother and son still followed behind, not saying a word, just watching, seeing the middle-aged Confucian student, every time he cast a spell, his face would become a little pale, and he would even vomit blood, but the daughter, whose face was a little worried.

The beautiful woman was given a coat and a pair of shorts, and even the two snow-capped mountains were outside, it didn't matter, her face was expressionless, looking at everything under her feet, looking at the painful wails of those people, there was no expression at all.

"Third child, you can't rebel! ”

On the east peak, three elders flew in, and before they arrived, they had already heard from thousands of miles, and their tones were majestic.

The middle-aged Confucian raised his head: "I have never wanted to rebel, but you forced me to do all this! ”

"Do you know, we don't know what kind of secret technique you used now, so that you can cultivate to reach a saint in an instant, you are powerful now, you can slaughter these disciples and grandchildren, but you still can't do the opposite.

And your soul is burning, it's just the end of the crossbow, and it's just a return to the light!

Once you stop, the power of your soul will be burned out, and you will completely disappear between heaven and earth, and you will not even be able to enter reincarnation.

I advise you to stop there, there is still a little leeway. ”

The three elders, seeing the middle-aged Confucian student, were also shocked, the other party was obviously preparing to die together, the fierce were afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless were afraid of the crazy.

And this third child is usually like an ordinary mortal, the reason why people have not forgotten him is that he is usually bullied and ridiculed, and whoever is unhappy in his heart can pinch it, so he did not let these great elders forget.

But I don't know why this middle-aged Confucian student, who is like an ordinary person, has been weak and sick since he was a child, and why his cultivation has reached the level of a saint all of a sudden, even if there is a legendary elixir, I am afraid that he will not be able to achieve this effect.

"You deceive people too much, especially my beast father, don't you know that dogs can jump over walls when they are in a hurry, and rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry?

I just want to be a man again in this life, and I don't want to be reincarnated!"

"Third child, are you crazy, just a cheap woman, the of the sect, everyone knows it, you can go on it if you want to, are you worth it for such a humble woman?"

Hearing the other party's words, the middle-aged Confucian finally burned with anger between his eyebrows:

"There are some precious things in the world, which cannot be measured by whether they are worthy or not, and those who stand in my way die!"

The middle-aged Confucian student instantly turned into a white light, illuminating the entire valley, where the hand was illuminated, all people, even animals, would emit white light from their bodies, and then exploded and died in an instant, and at the same time, the white light also went towards the three old men and the three great elders.

(End of chapter)