Boom Boom!!

Thunder and lightning burst out of the ground, tearing apart all the ancient trees within a radius of three hundred meters, turning them into charcoal-like objects.

Ying Tiande and the others were even possessed by countless serpentine thunderbolts, forming a thunderball with terrifying power.

"Ahh

The fire brought by the thunder and lightning bombardment rushed straight to the sky, Huang Zheng and Jiang Yitian's faces turned pale, and they were so frightened that they retreated dozens of meters back.

It's horrible.

Not to mention being placed in the center of a thunderstorm like those inner door brothers, even if a few random thunder snakes swam up to them, they could blast them to pieces!

"Lin Xiu!" In the lightning lightning, Wang Xuan's extremely poisonous voice came out.

"It's not even dead?" Lin Xiu looked a little surprised.

This formation, called the Taihong Thunder Array, was the strongest thunder formation he had learned in the Outer Gate Library Pavilion, and if it was arranged and presided over by a ninth-order Qi refining cultivator, it could even bombard and kill a cultivator in the Expansion Period.

Even if his current strength was a little weaker, it should be easy to use this formation to bombard a cultivator of the same level.

The thunder and lightning slowly dissipated, the fire gradually dissipated, and the ground was already scorched black, and smoke continued to rise outward.

Among the four cultivators, Ying Tiande was motionless and had already died no longer being able to die, and the two ninth-order Qi refining cultivators were also lying in place half-dead.

Huang Zheng's face was also charcoal black, the skin and flesh of his limbs were blown over and burned, but he was still wearing a silver torn soft armor, at this time, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Lin Xiu unwillingly.

"This is a treasure that restrains thunder attacks!" Huang Zheng looked at the soft armor and exclaimed.

"Lin Xiu, don't kill me! I am the Wang Chong of the Wang family! If you kill me, our Wang family will not let you go. "A ninth-order cultivator with a scorched face that couldn't see his original face begged for mercy, half intimidated and half frightened.

Lin Xiu's footsteps stopped slightly.

"Senior Brother Lin, it's indeed a bit troublesome to deal with them now. Jiang Yitian hesitated slightly, and said, "In the Earth Dragon Spirit Vein of our Heavenly Saint Sect, there is still a Supreme Elder of the Wang family who lives. ”

Hearing this, the cultivator shouted arrogantly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw:

"Lin Xiu, if you let me go now, I can act as if nothing happened, but if you dare to kill my Wang family's bloodline, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, my ancestor will kill you!"

Lin Xiu glanced at the past as if he was looking at an idiot, and with a movement in his heart, he directly pulled out a sword glowing with cold light from within the Na Ring, and stabbed directly into his heart in the eyes of that ninth-order Qi refining cultivator who couldn't believe it.

The cultivator's body twitched and he was silent, Lin Xiu drew his sword out, and his backhand pierced into the heart of another Wang family cultivator.

Wang Xuan smirked fiercely, and said a little proudly: "Lin ...... Lin Xiu, what he said is right, this time you kill the three monks of my Wang family, my ancestor will definitely take revenge, he will definitely ...... The Holy King has more than 1,000 disciples, and if he passes on more than 10,000 disciples, he doesn't know which onion you are...... Don't think that if you have such a relationship with the Holy King, my ancestor won't dare to do it. ”

The voice like a curse became smaller and smaller, and Wang Xuan's head tilted, and he was silent.

When Lin Xiu heard this, he laughed coldly.

This Wang Xuan's wishful thinking is afraid that it will come to naught.

He is not a passerby who only has a little relationship with the Holy King, he is a Holy King himself.

That ancestor of the Wang family who cultivated in the leyline, even if he had reached the mastery of cultivation now, he was probably not even a speck of dust compared to him.

"Senior Brother Lin......" Huang Zheng's face showed a hint of unease.

"Clean up this place, rest for a while and leave. Lin Xiu's fingers caressed the ring, and countless spirit ash ashes flew out from it.

Although the Taihong formation was arranged just now and killed Wang Xuan and the other four people, Lin Xiu also paid a lot of price, not to mention the Xue Leiteng, which was worth nearly a thousand spirit stones and used as a formation guide, even the spirit stones consumed to maintain the formation were more than four thousand, and he himself, after presiding over the formation, also used up the last trace of heart power in his body.

Jishui County.

In the dense shade of the trees, three figures kept leaving afterimages in the air.

"Two senior brothers, be careful, not far in front of you is Lijiazhuang, which was attacked by earth ghosts. Huang Zheng's expression became a little solemn, and he said, "It's possible that the earth ghost is still lingering in this area and hasn't left." ”

Jiang Yitian nodded slightly, and suddenly said, "There seems to be movement in front, what is that sound?"

Heart-rending cries were heard in staccato tones torn by the gale.

Lin Xiu and the three of them sped up, and when they arrived at Lijiazhuang, their faces changed instantly.

In the village where thatched houses and mud houses are mixed, countless green bamboo and white flags two or three feet high stand like a forest. Patches of white flags whined in the wind, and every house heard the sound of mourning, like hell on earth.

Jiang Yitian's face turned pale and said, "Something is wrong." ”

This flag is the soul flag, and each flag means a deceased.

Huang Zheng's eyes were red, and he said: "The casualties are so large, this is the biggest ghost attack in Yuandingzhou in the past two years. ”

Jiang Yitian's body trembled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Earth ghost...... Hateful!"

Lin Xiu looked at the white flags in the sky and was stunned for a moment, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart, and said, "I'll go around now to find out if there are any ghosts." ”

"Find, how to find it?" Jiang Yitian smiled and said weakly: "The spiritual wisdom of the earth ghosts is no less than that of our human race, they have long known that our Xiuzhen Sect will send people to deal with this kind of thing, will they stay where they are and wait to be killed?"

Lin Xiu fell silent when he heard this.

The reward order issued by the sect was for him to investigate the matter and count the casualties of the human race in the attack of the earth ghosts, but he did not mention that he would pursue the earth ghosts.

Because the whereabouts of the earth ghosts are uncertain, what the sect can usually do is to send someone to investigate like this, but it will be over.

"Let's go, let's go to my brother's house first. Huang Zheng said in a heavy voice.

In the center of the village, there is a house of blue bricks and white tiles.

When Lin Xiu and the other three entered the mourning hall, they saw several men and women dressed in white linen kneeling on the ground and crying. A little boy of seven or eight years old sobbed as he kept spilling paper coins into the fire.

The room was filled with white smoke, and a woman with red and swollen eyes and a pale face raised her head, and after being slightly stunned, she spoke hoarsely, "Are you the immortal master of the Heavenly Saint Sect?"

Lin Xiu nodded slightly, bowed three times to the relict in the middle of the hall, and said in a deep voice, "The festival mourns and changes." ”

"Are you the Immortal Master?" the little boy raised his head, and his childish face, which was stained with a lot of fly ashes, showed a look of longing, and begged, "Please help my father avenge!"