Countless Wing Clan elders flew up suddenly......

Turned into a mist of blood in the moonlight......

The blade pierced through the air and roared: "Lin Su, this seat is going to break your body to pieces......"

Phew!

A ray of moonlight came through the window, piercing through the eyebrows.

The Dharma Body, which had just expanded to ten sheets, stood still, a pair of eagle-like eyes, completely petrified......

There was a soft bang, and a cloud of blood mist bloomed!

Outside the window, above Dingdao, thirty-eight mountain peaks burst at the same time!

Dinghai turned over the waves, and Dingdao sank into Dinghai.

Lin Su waved his hand lightly, and the sea was fixed out of thin air, and there was nothing above the sea.

There was only one council chamber, eerily suspended in the air.

In the council cabinet, the hundred elders of the eleven alien races were all petrified.

The famous Wing Clan disappeared like this.

Disappear clean and thoroughly.

Only between the people who come raise their hands.

Lin Su's gaze slowly shifted over: "Ancient alien races, inheritance of ancient times, I naturally know that each race has its own code of conduct, however, the times are very easy, and those who do not change with the times, this seat will help him change!" Elders, do you understand? ”

The faces of the hundred elders below turned pale in unison.

This is the threat of red fruits, who doesn't understand?

Lin Su said: "The Wing Clan is stubborn, it is the way to bring about its own destruction, after this seat is completely cleared of the remaining remnants of the Wing Clan, I will visit the remaining eleven alien races one by one, the elders may wish to return at this moment, first tell the clan master, make a good plan, when this seat arrives, I will not ask a second time!" ”

The voice fell, Lin Su's figure rose into the air, and the spring river reappeared in the air, Lin Su's white clothes were like snow, and he walked away step by step......

The council pavilion under the feet of the hundred elders below was now reduced to ashes and sprinkled into the sea.

The elders were all lost......

With a shock, the Shadow Clan Elder disappeared, and he used the fastest body technique.

With a flash of golden light, the golden thread broke into the sky, which was the fastest way for the elders of the Jin clan.

Silently, a piece of dead wood fell into the Dinghai, and the elders of the wood clan sacrificed the fastest flying boat: the dead wood boat.

The flames soared into the sky, and the Fire Clan elders went straight to the sky, and they didn't dare to hurry, so they directly took out the communication talisman......

"Clan Master!"

The majestic face of the Fire Clan Patriarch appeared in the void, and looking at the ten elders in front of him who had lost their souls, the Clan Lord's face sank: "What's wrong?" One by one, they are so lost and depressed, what kind of system has they become? ”

The Fire Clan elder said, "Lin Su just appeared, and he wiped out the Wing Clan with a raised hand!" ”

"What?" The Fire Clan Clan's face changed suddenly......

"Patriarch, please see, this is the site of Dingdao......"

The image turned to the Dinghai at the foot of the foot, how could there ever be a ruin?

The clan leader's eyelids jumped: "It's all gone?" ”

"It's all gone! The people are gone, the inheritance is gone, the island is gone, and he also said that next, all the remnants of the Wing Clan will not exist, after he clears the Wing Clan, he will visit the remaining eleven alien races one by one, the old man feels that my Fire Clan should be the first one he visits, so he doesn't dare to gamble time with him, only to contact the clan master as soon as possible! ”

On the forehead of the clan master, there was a faint sweat......

His mind was a mess......

Twelve alien races, and Lin Su's feud is also in order, and generally the alien race only formed a bond with him because of the battle in the East China Sea, but there are a few exceptions.

The Wing Clan assassinated him once in Wudao Mountain.

What about the Fire Clan?

There is another intersection with him in the Red Country, and the Bureau of Burial is also dominated by Zhuge Qingfeng, the son of half of the Fire Clan, and he may let other alien races go, and the Fire Clan is definitely the first to visit, or one of the first to visit......

"His cultivation is ...... to the end"

Before the clan master's voice fell, the elder interrupted first: "Clan master, don't dwell on his cultivation, he is purely a saint-level means, not similar to the saint-level, it is out-and-out ......-level, he exterminates the wing clan, relying on only a round of moon, and he doesn't raise his hand in the whole process."

The sweat on the patriarch's face finally penetrated the flesh and skin of the faint red light, and he was truly depressed.

As the head of a clan, he should not lose his soul at any time, he prides himself on being a generation of heroes, and he can't see his subordinates lose their grace, but today, he himself has no grace, the whole clan is facing life and death, and his strength is simply not enough to resist, the crisis is imminent, who can really maintain his demeanor?

The elder said, "Clan master, what he wants is ......"

The same drama unfolded simultaneously in the cracks of the seven countries and thirteen states.

And during this period, Lin Su fulfilled his promise, and the remaining remnants of the Wing Clan, in one day, were cleaned up.

The entire Wing Clan has been cleared, and from now on, there will be no Wing Clan in the Terran world.

The southern desert of the Red Country.

The yellow sand is rolling, the desert is lonely, and the high-level leaders of the Fire Clan headquarters are concentrating on the terrifying issue that Lin Su is about to visit, and the Fire Clan has been discussing for a day and a night without results.

Although the impact of the Wing Clan's extermination was great, the Fire Clan's bloodiness as an ancient alien race was also fully stimulated.

Accepting Lin Su's instructions was a hurdle that was difficult for them to overcome.

At least, who is willing to be convinced by these pampered and top-level elders?

Although the Wing Clan is also a foreign race, its strength is divided into three branches and seventeen leaves, and its strength is scattered, Lin Su'er caught them off guard, how can the Fire Clan be the Wing Clan?

The power of the Fire Clan is all concentrated, even if it is a former soldier saint, he does not dare to exterminate the clan lightly, how can Lin Su, a child who has repeatedly committed the power of the Fire Clan, be able to extinguish it?

Therefore, the vast majority of the elders were inclined to turn the southern desert into a cemetery for the Lin family.

The only opposition was the dozen or so elders who had just returned from the Wing Clan, they had seen Lin Su's arrogance with their own eyes, and they really couldn't raise the courage to resist.

Therefore, they repeated over and over again that today's Lin Su is by no means the Lin Su of the past, he is already a quasi-saint of Wendao, and he is comparable to a saint on the battlefield......

The Great Elder had been watching coldly for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, and he shot the case, and roared straight to the sky: "What about the Wendao Quasi-Sage?" The desert where the clan is located is three thousand miles, and there are seven Wendao quasi-saints buried, and the Lin family dares to enter our clan's land, and it must be the eighth Wendao quasi-saint buried here, you are the elders of the Fire Clan, so long the ambition of others, and destroy your own prestige, what kind of face do you have to hold the order of the elders of my Fire Clan, you ......"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Because above the sky, the Spring River suddenly appeared.

Thousands of miles above the Spring River, a person is dressed in white like snow.

In the council hall, all the elders Huo Ran raised his head, and the clan leader also raised his head, and his back was instantly cold.

A voice came from the air: "You don't have to be entangled, other alien races may have vitality, but unfortunately, it does not include your Fire Clan, there are three reasons, one is that, as this elder said, the Seven Venerable Wendao Quasi-Saints are buried in your southern desert, and the upper echelons of the temple are playing ambiguous with you, and I, Lin Su, do not play this ambiguity; Second, your fire clan hand stretched out to the burial state, and the plot was too big, and if you don't get rid of it, you can't warn the world; Third, all the forces of your Fire Clan are concentrated, and I will eliminate them all in order to have the greatest deterrent to the remaining ten clans! ”

The patriarch stood up: "Lin Zhunsheng, this seat is ......"

"A song "Smiling Proud Jianghu", as the curtain call song of your Fire Clan!" Lin Su held his hands together, and the jade flute was horizontal to his mouth......

A starting note floated down, and the council hall was wiped out......

The light smoke turned into a monstrous wave, sweeping through the desert for 3,000 miles......

The flame of the Fire Clan, which has not been extinguished for thousands of years, has been extinguished, and countless cities have been annihilated under the yellow sand......

Shadow Clan, the patriarch stood up, staring at a figure that was constantly changing under the moonlight, his face also changed, as if he was colorless for a while, and became completely transparent for a while......

A strange lamp beside him, the light is also unpredictable......

In the bizarre scene, the clan lord slowly lowered his head: "You say, the fire clan lord actually has the intention of surrendering, Lin Su actually ...... Didn't even give him a chance? ”

"Exactly! Before Lin Su's song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" was exported, the Fire Clan Clan Master had already realized the seriousness of the situation and had the intention of surrendering, but he didn't give the Fire Clan a chance at all! Patriarch, we intend to negotiate with him...... Fear...... I'm afraid it's not feasible. ”

Yes, that's ShadowClan's response.

Negotiate with Lin Su.

The Shadow Clan can resolve past conflicts with him (Lin Su Tiandao Island killed the Shadow Clan Tianjiao, and one of the Yuantian masters killed after leaving the island was also the Shadow Clan), and even sent troops out of the customs to kill demons. But there is one condition, that is, the Shadow Clan kills demons outside the gate, and it is not under the command of the Terran commander, and the territory laid down will always belong to the Shadow Clan, and the Terran is not allowed to enter half a step.

This was the tone of the negotiation set by the Shadow Clan elders after discussion.

They thought that this bottom line was set low enough, but the bad news from the Fire Clan's side made the Great Elder realize a terrible thing, that is, in front of Lin Su, they had no bargaining chips at all.

This kid doesn't care about the power of the alien race at all.

He seemed more willing to slaughter the twelve alien tribes.

In this case, how to talk about it?

Therefore, when Lin Su crossed the border of the long yellow sand and entered the Ten Thousand Shadows Jungle, the Shadow Clan Clan Master led all the elders to greet him respectfully: "Lin Zhunsheng, the Shadow Clan is also an alien race in this Heavenly Dao, facing the unintentional catastrophe of the foreign invasion, how can the Shadow Clan be absent?" My Shadow Clan is willing to make a Heavenly Dao oath to protect this Heavenly Dao and kill the exotic demons! ”

Lin Su smiled at the alien race for the first time: "The Shadow Clan has such ambitions, this seat is deeply grateful, and make a heavenly oath!" ”

In the Ten Thousand Shadows Jungle, the Shadow Clan Clan's Clan Lord, all the elders, and the heads of various departments made a Heavenly Dao Oath in unison, and the sky roared endlessly, which was a spectacle......

News of the Shadow Clan quickly spread throughout the remaining nine clans.

The Nine Great Alien Races scolded and scolded when they heard this, but when Lin Su arrived in their clan, they changed their faces......

"For this same Fang Tiandao living beings, it is the responsibility to protect the Dao!" This phrase is widely quoted and has almost become a cross-racial consensus.

The Jin Clan, the Giant Clan, the Stone Clan, the Wood Clan......

It had been nine days since Lin Su left the temple, and the army of the ten alien races had set off for the city of Fuzhou without any conditions, joining the banner of the commander Li Tianlei.

Li Tianlei sighed deeply: "Uncle Xiao's magical powers are vast, and he is really refreshed from time to time." ”

Ming Tianyan smiled: "This is probably the difference between him and your master, right?" If you change your master, at this moment, it is probably Weiyang's pen that swept the twelve alien races, but he let the alien races be used by me. ”

Li Tianlei's eyes slowly raised and looked at the sky outside the big account: "The ten alien races are used by me, but he also killed the two alien races in exchange, but I don't know what kind of waves will be born in this killing, above the triple heavens?" ”

Killing aliens is something that soldiers often do.

However, why didn't the Soldier Saint uproot a certain alien race back then?

Because he didn't dare!

He exterminated the alien race and killed the demon race, and if his methods were a little excessive, he would immediately attract endless criticism......

What hurts the peace of heaven, what kills too much, what doesn't have mercy, what harms the sanctity of the Holy Path......

Any one of them can give you one, two, three, four, five, which will make the soldier saint anxious.

That is still the sequelae of killing one or several batches of alien races and clearing one mountain or several mountains of alien races.

And today?

Lin Su shot two kills, and the decision was incomparable, directly connecting the two alien races that had been inherited for thousands of years, extinguishing the holy fire of others, cutting off the inheritance of others, and the ruthlessness of the attack, incomparable, above the triple heavens, and the rest of the hostile ways, how could it not be used to make a fuss?

Ming Tianyan followed his gaze and looked over: "Do you feel strange?" Nine days have passed since this incident, and there have been no waves! ”

Li Tianlei nodded slowly: "It's indeed a bit abnormal, isn't it...... Could it be that they really feel the tide of the unintentional catastrophe and ignore the details based on the overall situation? ”

Ming Tianyan didn't answer, but she had an answer in her heart......

Maybe it's not that they have the bigger picture, but that they have a more decisive way of dealing with it.

The big showdown, is it really coming?

Beyond the sky, thousands of miles away is the height of summer.

Mishan, Hanging Temple, although there is no cover all around, but in the red yellow ancient Zen gate, it is a cool and leisurely.

Some people say that this is the power of Buddhism.

It is also said that this is the power of a saint.

Yes, there is a legendary saint living here, the Secret Sky Saint.

The Secret Sky Sage Buddhism is boundless, the Holy Power of the Mikong Sage is endless, and it has left a great name on the mountains and rivers in the entire foreign land, and it is precisely because of the troubled times that only the Hanging Temple has the dual protection of Buddhism and the saint, so based on safety considerations, based on spiritual sustenance considerations, the incense of the Hanging Temple has always been very vigorous.

However, the Secret Sky Saint rarely showed up, especially after the battle for the Dao Rim and the great reshuffle of the Saints, he had been in the quiet room to comprehend the Supreme Dao, and even the disciples did not want to see him.

However, today, an old monk who traveled to see him asked for a meeting, and the Secret Sky Sage still received him unusually, because the old monk brought him something: the manuscript of the Diamond Sutra.

The Secret Sky Saint only looked at the ten grades, then he was moved, and beckoned gently, this old monk who had cultivated to reach the Donkey Kong Extreme Realm (equivalent to a quasi-saint) was taken into the meditation room by him out of thin air.

"Amitabha, see the Secret Sky Sage!" The old monk folded his hands and bowed.

The Secret Sky Sage slowly raised his head: "Diamond Sutra, where does it come from?" ”

"From beyond the white clouds!"

The eyes of the Secret Sky Saint were filled with holy light: "Who ordered you to come?" ”

"Can you remember a name: Quicksand?"

Quicksand......

The holy light in the eyes of the Secret Sky Sage floated......

Because it was a name that he had occasionally associated with in the Terran Triple Heaven for thousands of years.

He knew that this was a Terran saint, but he didn't know who this saint was, there had been an exchange of information between the two, and there had been an agreement between the two.

That person is quicksand.

Take the number of sand in the Ganges, the meaning of quicksand is invisible.

"Why did you come?"

The old monk said slowly, "I want to negotiate a deal with the Holy Venerable." ”

"Deal? Talk about trading with Ben Sheng? ”

"To be precise, it is the Ten Saints of the Triple Heavens, and if they want to discuss this deal with the Thirty-six Saints of the Foreign Land, this Diamond Sutra is a gift to the Holy Venerable, hoping that the Holy Venerable can connect the saints and convince the saints."

The Secret Sky Sage smiled faintly: "This Sage is a member of the Buddhist Sect, and he was actually chosen by your master as the first choice for contact, don't you feel out of place?" ”

The old monk smiled: "In the past, the Holy Venerable also traveled thousands of miles to kill the Tao, how could it be an ordinary empty and pedantic saint?" ”

The eyes of the Secret Sky Saint were certain, and the Buddha light in his eyes was like substance, firmly locking on the person in front of him.

The Secret Sky Saint was indeed a generation of fanatics rampant in the world of the Immortal Realm back then, and in order to kill the Tao, the strong enemies who died under his hands could probably fill the empty valley under the Hanging Temple, but he couldn't enter the Holy and preach the Tao when he killed and killed.

A thousand years later, he suddenly woke up to the fact that since he couldn't do anything by killing, Lao Tzu would not kill, and Lao Tzu would put down the butcher's knife and see if he could become a Buddha.

He let go, and he really sanctified.

This is his biggest secret.

His past will only be dug up in the Great World of the Immortal Realm, and in this small world, no one knows about it at all, not even the other saints who have traveled with him.

But the person in front of him actually knows!

What does this mean?

Who is that quicksand?

Don't......

All kinds of thoughts slipped through the bottom of his heart, turning into Buddha light and surrounding the bald head in front of him.

The old monk in front of him still smiled: "My master has set a ban on my spiritual platform, but there is an external force to spy on it, and the spiritual platform will self-destruct, and I hope that the Holy Venerable will not use holy power to force the old monk to death." ”

As soon as the Holy Light of the Secret Sky Saint was retracted, he smiled faintly: "You are on the mission of trading, how can this Saint force you?" How do you trade? ”

The old monk said: "The foreign saints poured out of the nest to help my ten saints clean up the triple heavens, and after the matter is completed, each saint will have ten 'holy source fruits'!" ”

"Holy Source Fruit?" The Secret Sky Saint's eyes shone brightly.

Of course, he knew the Holy Source Fruit.

This is the temple's most precious treasure, reserved for the saints.

The only function is to replenish the Holy Power at any time.

The holy power contained in each holy source fruit is equivalent to thirty percent of the holy power of the saint's whole body.

This kind of strange Heavenly Dao Fruit, under the whole world, only has it in the Triple Heavens, and only one fruit is produced in a year, in the course of the three thousand years of the Temple, the total number is only about 3,000, and after many years of consumption, there are only less than 2,000 now, and in order to gather the foreign saints and implement this transaction, they can take out 360 at once.

This stroke is invincible.

The old monk's eyes slowly raised: "Being in a foreign heavenly dao, the holy power has been suppressed, the thousand years have been spent hard, the strength has been halved, and the holy dynasty is precarious, with the state of the saints at this moment, how can they do something when the unintentional catastrophe comes?" However, ten Holy Source Fruits were enough for all the Saints to replenish all their Holy Power, and they fought fiercely for three years without losing their Holy Power......"

The Secret Sky Saint said slowly: "You say, help the Ten Saints of the Triple Heaven clean up the Triple Heaven?" ”

"Yes!"

"As far as this saint knows, there are only sixteen saints in the Triple Heaven in total."

"Yes!"

"Ten saints against six saints, still can't they win?"

The old monk said: "I don't want to make too many waves, and I shouldn't have any variables." ”

The Secret Sky Saint's gaze slowly raised: "In this matter, this saint needs to reach a consensus with all the saints. If a consensus is reached, the Holy Self will contact Quicksand! ”

The old monk shook his head slowly: "The quicksand is gone, which is also the key reason why the poor monk ventured into a foreign land. ”

Mikong clasped his hands together: "The Buddha is like the number of the Ganges, the grains are like quicksand, and the Amitabha Buddha is ......"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the old monk also returned the salute......

……

Triple Heaven, Bing Peak.

Sacred power is like a flag, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

The soldier saint stood on the top of the peak, looking at the sky from afar.

At this moment, it is still the height of summer, but above the triple heavens, there seems to be no change of seasons, or around the soldier saint, there is only a battlefield to kill the curtain, and there is no season of spring and autumn.

Behind him, the undercurrent floated, and in the shadow of the banner, it seemed that the nineteenth road of Yidao suddenly appeared.

Yi Sheng appeared out of thin air.

"Have you ever heard that kid has leveled the twelve alien races?"

"Known!" The soldier saint's hand was gently raised, like a banner rolled upside down, turning into a holy curtain, covering him and Yi Sheng, and handing a cup of white clouds to Yi Sheng.

"This kid exterminates the inheritance of the two clans, and the means are decisive, and the soldiers are not as good as the soldiers!"

Bing Sheng smiled faintly: "This is the way of soldiers, and it is also the way of game." ”

Yi Sheng smiled: "Exactly! Exterminate the two clans, highlight the bottom line, cut off the idea of absolute trading, and force the ten clans to obediently go on the chessboard, so as not to have illusions of alien races, so as to cause more incidents, this kid's ability to simplify the situation is really shocking. ”

Lin Su went down to the temple this time, connecting the Wing Destroying Clan and the Fire Clan.

The resoluteness of the means is the eyes of the world.

In the temple, there are also quite a few complaints.

Everyone thinks that Lin Su kills too much, you say that a race, inherited from ancient times, there are always good and bad, you don't ask about the clan that directly exterminated people's families, how to say it is not benevolent and generous, how to say it is also against the holy rules of the temple.

But that's just the average person's perspective.

From the perspective of the two great saints of Bingdao and Yidao, it is naturally different.

They know that this is Lin Su's thinking and thinking.

The Twelve Aliens are not Terrans.

They have never been good neighbors with the Terrans.

Every time the Terran race suffered, all they thought about was how to take advantage of this rare opportunity to seek greater benefits for their own race.

The same is true of the Heartless Tribulation.

Therefore, before the unintentional catastrophe comes, the alien race must also draw an end.

However, how to draw this full stop?

Knowledgeable.

According to the idea of Confucianism, it is to send the top negotiation team to finalize the bottom line with the aliens, and tell them that they are also the creatures of the Heavenly Dao for this side, and they are facing the invasion of foreign enemies......

Will it work?

Fart!

Will the aliens listen to you?

The alien race will only look out for its own interests!

They will definitely talk to you, but they will definitely take this opportunity to make a series of unequal treaties, either to let your Terran make a division of borders, or to give them racial super-national treatment in the Terran world, or to give them all the conditions for the distribution of benefits after the war......

As for the human race, based on the huge pressure of the unintentional catastrophe, they can only retreat step by step.

And what about Lin Su?

Taken in a completely different way.

The first step is to directly exterminate the Wing Clan, so that the remaining eleven clans can see his strength and his determination. So as to face up to any request he makes.

The second step is to simply put the Fire Clan outside the negotiation table, even if the Fire Clan Clan Master has the intention to negotiate, he will not be qualified to negotiate at all, and destroy its clan again!

These two extinguished and one came out, announcing two things. (End of chapter)