Chapter Fifty-Eight: Killing the King in the World
As this angry shout sounded, the Great Elder's palm that was slowly clapping towards Lin Tianxian Hai suddenly stopped less than an inch in front of his abdomen, and he couldn't move forward any further, as if there was an invisible force blocking him.
"Who?"
Immediately, the Great Elder's eyes were full of shock and doubt, because he couldn't even catch the source of the angry shout, the sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to discern.
"It's me. The old voice sounded again, penetrating into every corner.
In the distance, a figure appeared, and an old man came slowly with a dragon's head cane. He was old, drooping, and his face was full of wrinkles.
Groov.
Suddenly, the three elders behind him suddenly chuckled in their hearts, their heartbeats seemed to have missed a beat, and their faces were covered with shock, and they were mixed with incomparable fear.
Just now, the Great Elder used earth-shattering means to unfold his own holy domain, sealing off this heaven and earth, and isolating everything. In the sanctuary, he is holy, he is the master, there is no disobedience, and no one can enter or leave his sanctuary without his permission.
Now, however, the old man regarded his sanctuary as if it were nothing, and entered it at will, walking slowly.
What a presence!
"What happened?" The imaginary scene did not appear, and suddenly Lin Tian's heart couldn't help but be full of doubts. However, the figure came from the side, and he couldn't see it at all.
Now, he didn't even have the strength to speak.
At this time, the face of the Great Elder of the Taibai Sword Sect became unprecedentedly solemn. The old man in front of him was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his gray hair was engraved with the traces of time, as if he would be deprived of his life at any time, he was even older than him, and he looked extremely ordinary and ordinary, no different from the old man who spent his old age in the world.
However, the more this happened, the more uneasy the Great Elder's heart became. Because in his own holy realm, he couldn't sense the other party's cultivation at all, and the other party actually regarded his holy realm as if it were nothing.
"Senior, I'm too White Sword Sect here to deal with some matters, I don't know why the seniors came?" The Great Elder forced himself to calm down and bowed to the old man, he understood that the old man in front of him was unfathomable.
The most important thing is that he didn't know the old man in front of him, and he guessed that the other party might be a loose cultivator, so he immediately raised the name of the Taibai Sword Sect, hoping that the other party would not dare to interfere because of the power of the big sect.
"The old man is here to kill you. ”
The old man spoke slowly, his tone very flat, as if he was talking about a normal thing.
Immediately, looking at the old man who was slowly coming like a mortal, everyone felt a great sense of fear.
In just a moment, the old man walked to the front of the Great Elder, and in the next moment, the old man's body changed dramatically.
In an instant, the Great Elder's gaze was horrified and filled with fear. At this moment, the old man in front of him was no longer ordinary, but pressed towards him like heaven and earth.
A terrifying aura locked onto him, and he felt as if he was in an Asura slaughterhouse, facing an extremely terrifying murderous maniac.
From the old man in front of him, he felt a wisp of murderous aura, a wisp of naked murderous aura, bloody, cold, piercing, terrifying, cold, mixed with all kinds of things, extremely violent and terrifying.
There is a sense of killing sentient beings and killing all things, as if they want to kill until the blood flows like a river, kill until all sentient beings are cold, and kill until the sky is barren and old. Immortals block and kill immortals, and demons block and kill demons.
Suddenly, the Great Elder was so frightened by this violent murderous aura that his face was pale, and his soul was all rising, and his immortal soul was trembling, as if he was about to be unable to bear it and face collapse.
This murderous aura was only aimed at the Great Elder, and no one could imagine what kind of situation the Great Elder was facing.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew a few strands of white hair scattered on the old man's forehead, making the old man's face clearer.
"What!"
The Great Elder's eyes widened, his body trembled, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat continued to slide down his forehead. He stared at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
"You, you are, kill, kill the king?"
His voice trembled, and his whole body trembled. It's completely involuntary and not controlled at all.
He has survived for thousands of years, and I don't know how many winds and waves he has experienced, but at this time, he was so frightened that his soul was not possessed.
"What, kill, kill," an elder exclaimed in surprise behind him, his whole body trembling.
"Killing the king, is it the terrifying Great Evil Star five hundred years ago? impossible, isn't it rumored that he is dead?"
The three elders looked at each other in disbelief, and their faces turned pale for a while.
"Yes," the old man spat out two words coldly, but it was as if he was announcing the death penalty, as if an emperor was giving an order to kill the rebellious ministers and thieves.
A look of despair flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder, the king wanted the minister to die, and the minister had to die. Five hundred years ago, killing a king was like killing a chicken, but now, it is no different from an ant.
However, he didn't want to die.
In an instant, his form turned into a sharp sword, and then slashed into the ground like lightning, disappearing.
He didn't beg for mercy. Because killing the king will do what he says, and the only way to kill the person who kills the king is to die. If the person who killed the king is still alive in the world, then there is only one possibility, the king is gone.
In the face of the former Great Evil Star Killer King, he had only one choice, and that was to escape.
However, in the eyes of the killer king, all this can only be described as ridiculous. In this way, it will only hasten his death.
The old man sneered, and the old man's hand holding the dragon's head crutch shook slightly, and the dragon's head crutch instantly cut through the ground and escaped into the ground, unhindered at all, as if he had entered nothing.
In just a moment, the ground trembled slightly, and then there was a bang, as if something had broken out of the ground, and then it brought up a cloud of dust, blocking everyone's view.
When the dust cleared, everyone was immediately petrified on the spot.
There, a blackened dragon-headed cane, like a war spear, stood straight to the ground. In its midpart, a cold corpse hangs, exuding an air of dead silence.
It was the Great Elder who had just escaped into the ground, his eyes were wide open, his limbs hung down weakly, and there was no breath of life in his body, some were just dead and silent.
Obviously, the Great Elder was dead.
At this moment, it was extraordinarily silent, silent, and silent. Fang Cai's scene directly shocked everyone's souls, even their hearts, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
A black dragon-headed cane, like a war spear of death, pierced the Great Elder's body directly, nailing him to the ground.
Strangely, not a single drop of blood was spilled.
With a wave of the old man's robe, the figure of the Great Elder disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never existed. With a stroke of his palm, the dragon's head crutch returned to his hand as if spiritual.
At this time, the old man had already walked in front of Lin Tian, so that he could clearly see this extremely shocking scene.
At that moment, he saw the old man's eyes, although they were not bright, but there seemed to be a dazzling light in them, which made people dare not force their eyes. In a trance, he had a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere.
He tried to remember, and at last he seemed to remember something, and it dawned on him, and then his body fell straight to the ground.
At this moment, he couldn't hold on any longer, and immediately passed out.
The old man glanced at it, didn't say a word, and then walked towards the three elders of the Taibai Sword Sect.
At this moment, the three elders had already died, and it felt like they were in a dream.
But suddenly, they felt a figure walking slowly towards them, like a grim reaper. In an instant, the shadow of death descended, and an extreme oppression made them wake up immediately.
However, when I woke up, I felt even more terrible.
Boom, the old man took one step, his steps were not fast, and his steps were not heavy, but in this silent field, it was particularly crisp and beautiful.
However, this crisp sound, to the ears of the three elders, was like ringing the bell of death, seeing them off.
Knock knock, like the rhythm of death, every step of the old man fell, the indescribable sense of oppression became heavier. Immediately, the hearts of the three elders were beating violently, and the sound was like thunder.
They have lived for a long time, and they have wandered between life and death many times. Once upon a time, they were not afraid of death.
However, when they truly faced death again, they felt a deep fear.
This time, it's different. Because, they are facing the killing king, the former Great Evil Star, and the Great Evil Star that once set off a monstrous wave on the land of Dongling.
Time passed slowly, and with each second that passed, the fear in the hearts of the three elders rose by a point. There had never been a moment when death had been so horrible to them.
Actually, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the whole process.
By the time the King of Death approached them, the oppression of death had reached its peak. This kind of oppression is not the coercion of the absolute strength of the Great Elder, but a kind of death oppression brought about by the high condensation of violent and murderous aura.
When the old man's last step fell, it seemed to sound the last note of death. When that invisible oppression climbs to its peak, true death has come.
At that moment, the eyes of the three elders were wide open, but they were empty and blank, and their bodies became extremely stiff, as if they were frozen. In an instant, the originally vigorous breath of life was overshadowed by the cold aura of death.
They died, scared alive by the slain king.
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