The speed of Lin Fei was not very fast, he looked at the Fujijia City in the distance, Xiao Kill and sighed, four hundred years ago, he was forced by Fujihua Yuan's body to explode and almost died.

Four hundred years later, he returned, with a monstrous murderous intent and a sea of bloody hatred.

He has been waiting for this day for 400 years!

In a clearing thousands of miles away from Fujijia City, Wang Lin's body jumped down, he looked at Fujijia City coldly, and unhurriedly took off the dragon tendons from the mouth of the mosquito beast, and then put the countless corpses tied on it on the ground one by one.

All the corpses were dropped by his knife, cutting off people's heads, and pushing them up, his movements were clean and neat, and his expression was cold and full of ruthlessness.

Gradually, there were more and more heads in front of him, and the expressions of these heads were different, but there was only one thing, that is, the unwillingness and fear before death.

As the number of people grew, a powerful resentment spread, and the sky seemed to be a little gloomy with a gust of wind around them.

I saw a huge human head tower, slowly appearing in the open space, this is a tall tower built entirely by the heads of the Fuji family, no matter who sees it, a chill will rise from the heart.

After Wang Lin put the last human head on the spire, he held it with his right hand, and suddenly the tower built by thousands of human heads rose into the air, floating behind Wang Lin, and with him, he slowly walked into the forbidden formation of Fujijia City.

"Tenghuayuan, Wang, here, today, there will be no living mouth here, and there will be no death!" A voice full of monstrous hatred suddenly spread throughout Fujijia City.

In this moment. Fuji Castle suddenly fell into silence like never before. But soon. The silence was replaced by screams of fear.

Almost at the same time. There are some masters in the vine family. Then he found the tower of the human head that stood tall and kept moving.

Gradually. More and more people. Saw this tower. Fear of the air. Immediately diffuse.

Fujihua Yuan stood on top of the castle with a gloomy face. Beside him. There were four people. These four. It is the last group of Yuanying monks left in the Fuji family.

I saw that these four people were under the finger of Fujihua Yuan. Disappear in an instant. When it appears. It was already a hundred feet away in front of Wang Lin. As soon as these four people appeared. He immediately took out all kinds of magic weapons.

It's just that. Wang Lin's final path to revenge. How could it be that these four people could stop it? At this time, the king of the forest. Although calm in heart. But gaze. But there was a hint of madness. He is today. To be angry for four hundred years. All burst out. He is today. To incarnate as a madman. A bloodthirsty and murderous madman.

There was almost no hesitation, at the moment when the four people appeared, the Extreme Realm Divine Consciousness suddenly moved, and in a series of red lightning, the four Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators, before they had sacrificed the magic weapon, snorted miserably one by one, and outside their bodies, the Extreme Realm Divine Consciousness turned into a cage and immediately trapped them.

At the same time, Wang Lin's body moved, rushed into the cage, his hand rose and fell, and the first person fell to the ground and was kicked by Wang Lin and kicked towards the human head tower.

Head Tower, one more!

The blood of the corpse, like a fountain, fell from mid-air and spilled all over the ground.

Wang Lin turned around suddenly, and suddenly there were many flying swords in his hand, and under one sword, another person's head fell to the ground.

Head Tower, one more!

All this happened very quickly, the four of them were already two of them, and the remaining two people, under the cage of the Extreme Realm, did not even have the strength to resist, in Wang Lin's hatred-filled "Kill!" word, the cage turned into the Extreme Realm Divine Consciousness suddenly contracted, like a thin wire iron net, cutting through the bodies of the two.

Blood fell from the sky like rain, and there were vague pieces of flesh in it.

It's just that under Wang Lin's deliberateness, the heads of these two people are still intact.

Human head tower, two more heads!

Killing four people in a row, Wang Lin stood tall, looked up at Fuji Huayuan in the vine family city, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, a chill rose in Fujihua Yuan's heart, the four Yuanying monks were actually killed by him so easily, what kind of cultivation did this Wang Lin achieve?

Fujihuayuan's scalp was numb, he found that he had made a mistake, the forbidden formation around him was obviously not laid by others, but the evil star in front of him!

"Fuji Huayuan, don't come to harm!" Wang Lin's eyes showed strong hatred, but his demeanor became more and more calm, and he even showed a smile.

At the same time as he spoke, Wang Lin's right hand grabbed in the air, and suddenly turned into a big hand, and under the sweep of Fujijia City, about dozens of people floated up from Fujijia City in a burst of frightened screams. Among these men were men and women, monks and mortals.

At the moment when Wang Lin's words fell, he shook his right hand, and suddenly banged a few times, these people, except for the heads, their bodies exploded one after another, turning into blood and falling in Fujijia City, a drop of blood splashed on Fuji Huayuan's face, and his body suddenly trembled slightly.

The tower of human heads, nineteen more!

"Wang Lin!" Fuji Huayuan's whole body rose with a strong killing intent and waved his right hand

Pole Golden Flag. Under his wave, the banner suddenly came from within it, ~ color mist, and then, this mist turned into a huge skeleton, let out bursts of silent roars, and roared towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a soul banner came out of his hand, and under his shaking, thousands of souls, with bursts of miserable wails, floated out of the flag.

"Fujihuayuan, back then, you forced me with the soul of my whole clan, and today Wang is a tooth for a tooth, these souls, you devour them at will, and Wang is not heartbroken. Wang Lin's voice was flat, but as he spoke, his right hand grabbed again, and this time, the bodies of hundreds of people from the Teng family floated up from the Teng family city.

These people, no matter how much they struggled, didn't have the slightest effect. This time, Fujihua Yuan let out a low snort, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a strange wind suddenly appeared, trying to cut off Wang Lin's spell.

The corners of Wang Lin's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, and the Extreme Realm Divine Sense flashed instantly, turning into red lightning and landing on the strange wind, and the strange wind immediately dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin shook his right hand, and hundreds of people immediately exploded, and the flesh and blood fell from the sky like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

This time, all the clansmen in the interior of Fujijia City couldn't withstand such a continuous blow, and they didn't know who started it, only to see a sword light flying out of the city and scattering in all directions.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and with a finger of his right hand, thousands of souls in mid-air suddenly dispersed in unison, devouring towards their former earthly people.

Fuji Huayuan's body shook, gritted his teeth, and the golden banner in his hand shook, and suddenly the golden skeleton that stopped moving forward suddenly shook, divided into thousands of parts, and swallowed towards those souls.

Fujihua Yuan is dripping blood, which is really no different from killing the clansmen with his own hands.

Wang Lin's body flashed, disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already beside a member of the vine family who had fled quickly, this was a young man, he only had three layers of cultivation in the condensation period, ten days ago, he was still proud of his surname vine, but now, he hated to sever all relations with the word vine.

It's just that he never has this chance again, and the last time he saw it in his life was the white-haired young man who made him tremble, and then, a cold palm was pinched on his neck, and with a click, he died of anger.

Kill one more person, Wang Lin's body flashed again, this time, he appeared next to another member of the Teng family, although this person is a charming girl, but, for Wang Lin, she is just a dead person, and she will not have any pity because she is a woman, because her surname is not the same as the Wang family.

Crushing this woman's jade neck, Wang Lin's body flashed again.

Fuji Huayuan roared angrily, his body flashed out, but his speed was always one point slower than Wang Lin, and every time he stopped it, he saw only the Fuji family, and there was one less person.

This kind of grief and indignation that he couldn't stop seeing his clansmen die one by one made Fuji Huayuan almost go crazy, at this time, he suddenly saw Wang Lin appear in the distance again, next to Wang Lin, was a weak-crowned young man, this person was the seventh generation of Fuji Huayuan's eldest grandson who grew up with his own eyes!

"Don't !!" Fujihuayuan's eyes were red, and his body galloped out.

Wang Lin glanced coldly at the rushing Fuji Huayuan, and pressed his right hand on the top of the young man's head, in the young man's hateful gaze, the spiritual power vomited slightly, and the young man's whole body turned into a piece of flesh and blood with a bang.

"In the next life, don't be surnamed Teng!" Wang Lin finished killing and disappeared again.

Fujihua Yuan stared blankly at the bloody eldest grandson on the ground, and let out a roar of pain: "Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin's body appeared a hundred zhang away, and said coldly: "Does it hurt? When you killed my whole clan back then, my heart also hurt!" As he spoke, he slapped his right hand casually, and a middle-aged man who fled in a panic beside him snorted miserably, and his body turned into blurred flesh and blood.

"The reason why I killed your entire clan is that you killed my great-grandson Teng Li!" Fuji Huayuan said with a hideous face.

"Fallacy, is it true that only your Fuji family kills others in the world, but others can't resist!" Wang Lin sneered, slapped the storage bag, and suddenly flew out more than ten flying swords, and under the sweep, dozens of people died in the eyes of Fuji Huayuan.

Fujihuayuan clenched his fists, waved the golden banner in his hand, and suddenly the golden skeletons around him all condensed and rushed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin patted the storage bag, the forbidden flag was immediately in his hand, and with a shake, the black curtain was instantly shrouded, and the golden skeleton was suddenly wrapped, Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said: "Fujihuayuan, how did you find my hometown that day?"

Fuji Huayuan's face twitched, staring at Wang Lin, his eyes showed deep hatred, and said, "You'll never know!"

Wang Lin's face sank, and with a wave of his right hand, more than ninety forbidden qi suddenly flew out of the black curtain, falling in an instant, and suddenly hundreds of vine family members screamed to death.

"To say or not to say?"