Looking at the more than 100 panicked monks opposite with a calm expression, listening to the three words "senior brother" coming from time to time in his ears, Song Bin also sighed a little, the strength of the cultivation realm is respected, and the same is true among the sects, no matter when you joined the sect, as long as you are strong and your cultivation is profound, your peers will call you Senior Brother, including Song Bin behind him, several monks who are already in their thirties and forties.

Think about what it is like for a middle-aged man about forty years old to respectfully shout to a young man in his early twenties and a handsome appearance, especially the excitement and flattery on that person's face add together, making people want to laugh no matter how they look at it, and what is even more incredible is that in front of the young man, hundreds of pale and frightened monks did not dare to look directly at the young man's eyes.

Song Bin pondered for a while, turned his head to look at Jiang Lan and said, "Who are they, why do they want to hunt you down, and also, this is an extraordinary time, what are you doing when you don't protect the sect and go to the Great Wilderness Grassland?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lan bowed her head and replied with a look of fear: "Senior brother... That's the case, some time ago, the Xiao family's forces in Baicheng were destroyed by mysterious monks, and I heard that Xiao Li, the third young master of the Xiao family, was also killed by that person, and the disciples of the Xiao family who had been fighting with us before also withdrew from the territory of Tiangu City, no... I heard that the Heavenly Netherworld Sect's fiftieth annual meeting of the gods was opened, and we wanted to bang on the occasion during this time to increase some strength."

After Jiang Lan finished speaking, he secretly looked at Song Bin's expression, as for the destruction of the Xiao family's forces in Baicheng, some people rumored that it was destroyed by Song Bin, the killing god of the Heavenly Wolf Faction, and the killing of Xiao Li was also done by him, at that time, someone passed by and saw the white-haired Song Bin and Xiao Li fighting in the lake, and even Xiao Li, the head of the Xiao family, came, but still failed to catch Song Bin.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan continued: "But when we entered the Great Wilderness Grassland, we met this group of people, we knew that this was the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Netherworld Sect, I wanted to explain to them, who would have thought that when they met, they would be killed, no matter who you are, and before us, there were also several groups of disciples of other sects, and scattered cultivators were poisoned by them, and there were many people, and we could only escape."

Song Bin's expression was calm, he looked at Jiang Lan seriously, pondered for a while, turned his head to look at the more than a hundred monks opposite, and his brows furrowed at this moment.

"Who are you, and why do you want to kill the monks who come to the Fulfillment Conference?"

Hearing Song Bin's question, everyone is you look at me, I look at you, at this moment, an ordinary-looking female cultivator wearing a pink Luo Lian robe walked out, and under Song Bin's scrutiny, she snorted coldly: "You think you are really killing gods!" Talking to us like this, I admit that I can't beat you, but now that there are more than a hundred monks on our side, there are only a few of you, I advise you to think about it, don't fight when the time comes, the dozen or so fellow monks behind you may not be able to block our attack like you, it is better to stop this matter, just because none of us have seen anyone."

After the female cultivator finished speaking, the expressions of more than 100 monks beside her slowly eased and became hideous, they had forgotten how Song Bin killed those people just now, they only knew that now they had an advantage in numbers, even if Song Bin, who was a cultivator in the Enlightenment Period, wanted to kill them, he would think about it carefully.

"You killed a few of our junior brothers, and you still want to..."

When Jiang Lan looked angry and wanted to continue scolding, Song Bin waved his hand to stop Jiang Lan's next scolding, and looked coldly at the female cultivator in front of him, until he looked at the other party uncomfortable and wanted to continue to speak, Song Bin suddenly stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it in the air, and a huge force of imprisonment appeared on the female cultivator's body, firmly grasping her like a big hand, and the true yuan force in her body was also instantly solidified, no matter how she urged, there was no slightest reaction, and at this time, the body floated uncontrollably, and the neck was also tightly attached to Song Bin's hand.

All this happened, almost in the blink of an eye, as if when Song Bin raised his hand, the female cultivator automatically flew over, and the flying sword under her feet also fell from the air, and everyone who watched this scene looked stunned, and they all guessed what kind of cultivation Song Bin was.

She was really scared, her face turned pale in an instant at this moment, because Song Bin's hand that grabbed his neck kept working hard, and she struggled while letting out a whimper of different tones, she didn't expect Song Bin to dare to kill her in front of so many people, let alone that the other party's cultivation was so profound.

Song Bin's expression was calm, and he pulled the struggling nun to his side, and said disdainfully in the other party's ear: "Since this is the case, you should die."

There was a sound of bones shattering, and the female cultivator who was grabbed by Song Bin in her hand was so soft, her head was lowered, her shaking body began to stiffen, her eyes were already bloodshot, and there was a trace of blood flowing from her mouth and nose.

This scene made the faces of more than a hundred monks instantly pale, and their expressions were also panicked, looking at Song Bin looking at them, some monks who couldn't bear the fear in their hearts looked ruthless, and hurriedly urged the flying sword under their feet, and quickly flew back.

Flying less than twenty meters away, Song Bin's expression moved, his eyes contracted, and his divine consciousness instantly condensed into a stabbing sword, and suddenly shot out, and the more than twenty monks didn't even have time to make a warning action, and their divine consciousness shattered, and without warning, their heads exploded, and their bodies fell from the air one by one.

In front of Song Bin, who has a strong divine sense, it is easy to kill them, in the same level, Song Bin is still invincible, even Xiao Li, who is one realm higher, died tragically under his hands, not to mention the monks who are lower than his cultivation, Song Bin is really like killing gods, life and death are in his hands.

Now Song Bin no longer has the simplicity of his youth, no compassion, under the control of the master of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, the killing intent in his heart has been controlled by his heart, but now it is different, since he killed so many Xiao family members in Baicheng, the hatred in his heart has become more and more, thinking of the tragic death of his parents, the slaughter of villages and towns, and the treatment of him like a beast, how can he be cheerful, simple and kind before he changed back.

There is no right or wrong in the cultivation realm, there is only strength and weakness, the difference between life and death. Under such a law of respecting the strong, mercy and kindness, it must be him who dies. The death of his parents, the slaughter of villages and towns, such things have happened on this continent more than once, Song Bin, who has the same fate, does not blame anyone, only hates himself for not having the strength to protect his family and protect his relatives, so he chose another path, a ruthless avenue that tramples on other people's corpses, and while he is constantly honing from life and death battles, he has also quietly changed his character.

Mood, fate, is the most difficult to find in the world, and it can't be fathomed, a person under the care of fate, if it is the right way, it can be called a contemporary fairy, to be the respectable existence, and a person who is abandoned by fate, the state of mind is changed, if it is a demonic way, it is definitely the king of demon cultivation, extreme, even if it is a demonic person, will be afraid of three points.

Every monk who is ruthless and kills all over the world, who can say that he is really willing to take this path, and a righteous Venerable who is admired by all people, who can understand the loneliness and loneliness in their hearts. The monk is going against the sky, breaking through layers of obstacles, comprehending the laws of the world, and striving to break free from the obstruction of the Heavenly Dao.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent, ever-changing, and the appearance of swallowing the void allowed Song Bin to change his life. But he was targeted by some greedy people, and he was burdened with the hatred of the sea of blood, so he could only do this, since he couldn't be a generation of Venerables admired by thousands of people, then thousands of people were afraid of killing gods, and the way of heaven was ruthless, so why bother to keep it in remembrance.

Song Bin's eyes showed a ruthless look, and with a wave of his sleeves, after collecting the storage bags of these dead people, he didn't look at everyone's frightened looks, and just put them away one by one, and Jiang Lan behind him was already shocked, and the hand in the sleeve trembled involuntarily, and some other disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect had a strong look of awe, and even their breathing became lighter.

When the last storage bag was put away by him, Song Bin looked up at the remaining ninety or so monks, didn't say anything, just stared at them, except for stepping on the giant sword under his feet to explain his identity, even his breath had been withdrawn, like ordinary mortals, but everyone who had experienced the scene just now didn't dare to think so.

At this moment, a frightened monk hurriedly flew out: "We are from the Heavenly Netherworld Sect, and it is the sect that asked us to kill the monks who came to participate in the Ying Shen Conference, please let us go, I promise, I will not be embarrassed when I see the monks of the Heavenly Wolf Sect in the future, and I swear by my heart."

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