Ling Fan forcibly broke into the Senluo Palace, and immediately the ordinary disciples of the Senluo Hall rushed away to notify the dead.

Ling Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, didn't speak, and raised the purple sword in his hand to unleash the Thunder Sound Sword Technique.

Facing hundreds of evolutionaries who were no taller than the consummation of the Transformation Realm, Ling Fan just wanted to kill people quickly.

"Block him, open the formation, don't let him get lucky!"

Someone roared angrily, using the power of the formation to oppress Ling Fan and buy a little time for the arrival of the dead brand.

It's a pity that his idea was destined to not come true, and the moment he turned around, the purple sword had pierced his heart, and he was instantly killed.

"Ahh

The people next to him were suddenly in a big mess, looking at the deputy hall master who had been drained, and they all retreated.

What Sen Luodian was best at was these vicious tricks, and they suddenly thought that Ling Fan had also learned some kind of strange method, and they couldn't dodge it.

"This kid must have obtained some kind of secret method from the Sikong Hall Master, don't be afraid, work together to besiege him!"

Ling Fan glanced at the person who shouted with appreciation, expressed his heartfelt thanks for his assistance, and then pierced his heart with a sword, and with a burst of purple light, the person instantly turned into a dry corpse.

In Ling Fan's opinion, the lives of these people were not worth mentioning, and he wanted to use the flesh and blood energy of these people to feed the purple sword in his hand.

It is rare to have such an opportunity, with Ling Fan's heart and the criteria of life, he naturally can't do something deliberately slaughtered to feed Zijian, but he can be regarded as finding a group of evil people who have provoked him, and naturally he is not willing to let go of the opportunity easily.

"What did you Soul Breaking Hall Master do at that time, how can I return it to you today!"

Ling Fan let out a low snort, the sword in his hand was faster, the Thunder Yin Sword Technique was still the same Thunder Yin Sword Technique, but his realm strength had improved, and it was naturally sharper.

Although he could now exchange it for more advanced swordsmanship, he didn't want to, he just wanted to assassinate these people with the most simple tricks.

Zimang jumped in the gloomy and dark hall, flickering, and the hall supported by several stone pillars seemed to have turned into a strange Shura hell, only severed limbs and dried corpses, but there was no trace of blood, because they were all absorbed by the purple sword.

"Ah, Ling Fan, you are so vicious, do you really want to kill us all?"

"Hurry up and run, when the Lord of the Dead Hall comes, you can naturally deal with him!"

"No! Don't kill me!"

The noise continued, and after a short period of time, more than forty people had died, and the remaining one hundred and eighty people began to flee one after another.

Only dead or alive, not a single wounded.

If they had time to activate the formation, they could also use the power of the formation to resist one or two, but if they used their flesh and blood to block it, it would not be Ling Fan's sword at all.

Every time Zimang jumps, it will harvest a life, and the purple sword seems to turn into a demon snake, it is tasting the ultimate delicious gluttonous feast, and it is not willing to stop for a moment.

As the disciples of the Sen Luo Hall turned into dried corpses one by one, the mysterious symbol on the hilt of the purple sword began to glow faintly.

If it weren't for the sword hitting the heart, Ling Fan's harvesting speed would be even faster.

Ling Fan's hatred for Senluo Hall had been suppressed for too long, and at the beginning of the upheaval, he had not yet grown up, but he was targeted by the people of Senluo Palace.

At the beginning, he fought with Sikong Duan before Qin Zun Building, if it wasn't for the fact that he accidentally obtained a magic pill before, allowing him to break through on the spot, maybe the entire Qin Zun Group and even Qin City would have been wiped out under Sikong Duan's clutches.

Many times, hatred cannot be dissolved after it is formed, and only blood can wash away the hatred that once existed.

"I'm vicious? Compared to you, what am I worth, which of you is not sucking the souls of ordinary people and growing.

If you don't mess with me, I don't bother to deal with scum residues like you, but I blame you Soul Breaker Hall Master.

Wasn't he going to kill me all in the first place? Now that I'm here, and I'm going to the Senluo Hall in person, who can stop me?"

Ling Fan carried the purple sword and pressed towards the crowd step by step, the cold light in his eyes was like lightning, and there was not the slightest fear at all.

If it was before the breakthrough of the cultivation realm, he might still be a little afraid, but unfortunately, he had already broken through, and in this narrow space, he was completely sure to defeat the control realm.

"Presumptuous fanatic!"

A roar sounded from the depths of the hall, and a soul drifted in a black mist, and the soul held a mirror in its palm.

"Sikong old ghost, don't come here to be harmed, right?" Ling Fan looked at Sikong Xuan floating in the air in the distance, and grinned at him with his snow-white teeth.

Seeing that Sikong Duan was coming, the disciples of Senluo Hall were overjoyed, especially when they saw that Sikong Duan was still holding a mirror, which made them feel a lot more relieved, it was one of the treasures of Senluo Palace, the Soul Breaking Mirror.

"Sikong Hall Master, hurry up and save us. ”

"Sikong Hall Master, that Ling Fan is extremely vicious, he must use the Soul Breaking Mirror to dissolve his soul!"

"Thank you Sikong Hall Master for your great grace, quickly surrender Ling Fan. ”

The disciples burst into tears, feeling that they could finally be saved.

"Bastard Ling Fan, you dare to break into the Senluo Palace, I can't leave if I want to call you!"

Sikong Duan had been soaking in the soul pool for a long time, and finally recovered a few strengths, his soul had almost recovered, and he was about to rest for a few days to start recasting his body, but he didn't expect Ling Fan to have already killed him.

"Don't worry, I won't leave if you ask me to go, and I won't leave until I kill all the ghosts here!"

Ling Fan raised the purple sword in his hand and pointed at the sky, domineering.

"Hmph, hubris!"

Sikong Duan raised his hand to interrupt the soul mirror, and a black water-like luster rolled out, and he pounced on Ling Fan, and a strong fishy smell came to his nose, as if the water of a yellow spring was gushing away.

"Sikong Hall Master is mighty, let's go and open the formation, with the entanglement of the Soul Breaking Mirror, that beast will definitely not be able to escape!"

A deputy hall master roared at the top of his voice, black smoke came out of his feet, and he ran towards the depths of the main hall.

Burst!

"Oh! no!"

But before he could take three steps, a touch of purple peeked out of his chest, and he was pierced in the heart.

"Such a tattered treasure is also taken out of the world, is it really that I am still the same Ling Fan as before?"

In the air, the black water ripples were firmly blocked by a truncated tower, and he couldn't move an inch at all, and the soul liquid flowed sideways on Sikong's forehead, and he had no way to put away the soul breaking mirror, so he could only continue to hold it.

"Bastard, where did this kid get such a strange treasure, it's just too strong and weird, and it looks a little familiar. The energy of the Soul Breaker Mirror is constantly being drained away, and it won't last long!"

Sikong Duan roared in his heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, they thought that it was the black water wave that was wrestling with the Broken Stone Tower, but in fact, it was not, after the Broken Stone Tower was activated and thrown by Ling Fan, it trapped the Broken Soul Mirror on its own and began to extract its essence.

(End of chapter)