The sun is blazing, the golden light is ten thousand ways, and the entire Suizhou city is silent.

It's like a dead city, dead and dead.

In front of Li Lin, corpses were all over the field, white bones were piled up, a sea of blood was gathered, and a tall ancient tree stood among them.

The ancient trees are thousands of feet high, with lush branches and foliage, reaching into the sky, and the bark is moving, the human face is transformed, and the blood flow is wriggling, which is no different from that of human beings.

Li Lin was stunned and said, "This is the man in the tree!"

Corpses were scattered in the streets, their hearts pierced through a large hole, and drops of blood gushed out of the holes, flowing into ancient trees, gathering into streams, rivers, and even seas of blood.

The corpse dried, withered, a fishy wind blew, weathered like sand, the bones disappeared, and the corpse was gone.

Li Lin didn't know how many corpses there were in front of him, looking at it from a distance, there were endless all the way, everywhere, there were hundreds of thousands, or even more.

Li Lin said sonorously: "With the blood of the people of the whole city, feed yourself, you should die!"

"If you hadn't ordered the army to attack my Sui Prefecture, how could they have such a catastrophe?!"

In the ancient tree, the old man's voice came, and a branch was raised, like a divine whip, with a little blood light, and scolded, "Do you see these souls? It's all because of you! It's you, it's you who let them suffer this catastrophe!"

"Give me my life!"

"You hurt me, I want you dead!"

On that branch, the light was dotted, like a candle flame, swaying with the yin wind, and one after another dead souls, teeth and claws, came with hideous faces.

It seems that Li Lin is also going to be dragged into the abyss.

"I have heard that thousands of people disappear in Suizhou City every year for no reason, and over the past few hundred years, nearly a million people have accumulated. ”

Li Lin raised his head, motionless as a mountain, the golden rays gathered, grabbed the blood-colored branch that had hit, and suddenly his palm tingled, and a spike pierced into the skin, absorbing the blood.

"Bang!"

Li Lin's qi and blood shook, mana surged, shattered spikes, swayed branches, and his face was slightly pale.

"What delicious blood!" said the old man's voice, filled with endless satisfaction.

Li Lin's face was slightly gloomy, his words were inexplicable, and he was still telling, "When I heard about it at the time, I was puzzled and didn't understand, but now it seems that it should be transformed into life energy and supplied to you." ”

"Huh?!Can you even guess?" The old man's voice was a little surprised and unbelieving, revealing a hint of banter: "From Suizhou to all over the country, thousands of people disappear every year, or encounter horse bandits, or be robbed, or be killed by natural disasters, it is normal." You can find the difference in it, and you deserve to be a masterpiece. ”

"It's a pity, even if you find out, what can you do? This world, speaking with strength!

As soon as the words changed, the old voice spoke coldly, with a feeling of seeing nothing in the world, which was extremely cruel.

"Not bad! In this world, the strong are respected! Qinglian purification!"

Li Lin nodded in agreement, the blue light in his hand was blooming, like a big sun, releasing the light, illuminating the void, and everywhere he went, the soul on the blood-colored branches seemed to be purified, and the hideous color receded, sobering up from endless resentment.

The breeze howled, covering the yin wind, these souls were baptized, in the void, silently bowed to Li Lin, and then dissipated with the wind, and the soul returned to Huangquan.

Strands of milky white silk threads swayed out of these souls, submerged into Li Lin's eyebrows, and connected with the colored beads.

"It's... Light of Faith!"

Li Lin realized, the lotus flower hung above his head, the blue light and the golden light were brilliant at the same time, the former purified the soul, and the latter dissolved resentment.

"You dare?!"

The people in the trees were furious, the sky darkened, and countless blood-colored branches fell to sweep away the dust.

Li Lin sat down cross-legged, ran Xuangong, and urged the green golden lotus with all his might, the green and gold brilliance was intertwined, one side was cyan and the other side was golden, as if the two rounds of the sun were combined, exuding dazzling eyes.

"Boom!"

In the city of Suizhou, two pillars of light rushed into the sky, covering the clouds, reflecting each other, rushing to both sides, forming a huge light shield, which seemed to wrap the city of Suizhou.

In the milky white brilliance, wisps of pale golden brilliance were also flickering, submerging into Li Lin's dantian and blending with the purple pill.

"The milky white is the light of faith, and the pale gold is the power of merit!"

Li Lin didn't dare to slack off, and became more attentive.

I don't know how long it took, the blood-colored branches became fewer and fewer, and the breath of the people in the trees became weaker and weaker;

"I didn't expect you to be able to ......"

"Sword of the Son of Heaven, slash!"

Li Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and slashed at the void with a sword, the blood-colored branches receded, the blood stiffened, and the faces on the ancient trees gradually melted.

Rumble!

Faces vanished, ancient trees exploded, corpses shattered, and houses collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The dust dispersed with the wind, the ancient tree disappeared, and only a red bark remained in place, the size of a palm, crystal round, shimmering with red glow, full of majestic energy.

"It seems to be...... A piece of innate poplar tree heart. Li Lin somewhat understood why that person's face could appear on the ancient tree.

The congenital poplar, the legendary sacred tree that can retain and nourish the soul, once appeared in ancient times, was contested by hundreds of tribes, and was nowhere to be found.

"Is this the essence of a clan that has been passed down for thousands of years?"

Li Lin's heart moved slightly, put away this innate poplar tree heart, and continued to move forward.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the wind rose, Li Lin faintly saw that there was something blocking the road in front of him, it seemed to be a few skulls, and his mouth was wide open; in an instant, the four sides of the world, and streams of black smoke filled out, shuttling up and down, covering the surroundings, like a black jiao.

"Zziz!"

Immediately after, the sound of piercing the void sounded, seemingly coming from all directions, Li Lin's mana gathered his eyes, and he saw seven flying swords piercing through the sky, and the tip of the sword slashed towards him.

"Phew!"

Li Lin reacted quickly, but he was still pierced through his body by two flying swords, the blood hole was dripping, his clothes were stained with blood, and his whole body was stained with blood; black smoke was filled, and wisps of black qi entered along the blood hole, corroding the wound, and scurrying around in Li Lin's body.

"Poof!"

Li Lin didn't notice it for a moment, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the blood spurted into the void, colliding with the black smoke, all corroded.

At the same time, Li Lin felt that his mana was polluted, and his heart was shocked.

"Mixed Yuan Martial Arts, Town! North Hell, Swallow the Heavens, Swallow! Nine Turns Nirvana, Refine!"

Li Lin sacrificed the lotus flower to protect the body, operated the three major Xuan Gong, and the mixed yuan qi was permeated, suppressing the dantian and blocking the erosion of the black qi; in the bloodline, the mana rioted, turning into a small Kunpeng, capturing the black Jiao and devouring it.

The flames rose, as if the god of fire had descended into the world, the flames were raging, and the phoenix roared to repair the wounded body.

"Sword of the Son of Heaven!"

Li Lin held the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand, and swept forward like a sword light, while slashing at the flying sword that was attacking him, when the sound sounded, the seven flying swords were cut into several pieces, and they fell to the earth, still resounding non-stop.

"Sui Zhou has an extraordinary heritage, it can actually hurt me? I want to see how much heritage Sui Zhou can have?!"

Li Lin was murderous, swept away, and the phantom was in the sky.

Not far ahead, several Suizhou disciples controlled sword boxes and flew swords, and several children held skulls, opened their green eyes, and released black smoke.

"Oh no! Run!"

"The enemy is fierce, the flying sword is out of control, the black smoke is ineffective, quickly report to the sect elder and the king!"

"It's too late!"

Li Lin shouted lightly, the sword light was in the sky, white and expansive, cutting off the sword box and shattering the skull;

The skull shattered, the green glow in its eyes disappeared, and the black smoke between heaven and earth dispersed with the wind.

Li Lin stepped over the corpse that was still open at his feet, and in less than a moment, he came to the palace of King Sui.

In front of the main hall, hundreds of warriors stood, their qi and blood were mighty, soaring into the sky, surrounded by gods, like a blood-colored sun, able to dissolve everything.

In front of the warriors, six or seven old men stood with their hands in their hands, and seventy-two divine rings surrounded the body, which was very sacred.

But Li Lin felt that in these sacred breaths, wisps of dead qi were condensed and not dispersed, and decay and withering were always there.

Li Lin's pupils moved slightly, knowing that these old men were about to die, if it was a few days or months, these old men would not be afraid, but at this moment, when they were about to die, it was the most terrifying.

In front of the old man, a middle-aged man wearing a crown and a dragon robe stood with a lofty instrument, thirty-eight star-studded and dazzling.

"Virtuous nephew, you and I have a grudge between the two families for thousands of years, and countless people have been killed and injured; I wonder what the nephew thinks?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Yes. Li Lin glanced at it and said, "Hand over the army, surrender to me, I can open the net, Rao Er and others will not die, and let the Yang family live!"

"Virtuous nephew, do you really want to break the net?" the middle-aged man smiled and said gloomily.

"The fish will die, but the net may not break!" Li Lin said: "I will give you three breaths of time, after three breaths, if you want to surrender, there will be no chance!"