This feeling Wang Lin had never had, it was a heart-rending pain, as if all the blood in his body was pulled out of his body at this moment, and bursts of dizziness surged into his heart.

Wang Lin endured this inexplicable pain, his steps were fast, and seeing that the three people behind him were constantly pursuing, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and flew towards the Corpse Yin Sect's gathering place, Imperial Sword.

The four Changhongs pierced through the Cassia Valley at a very fast speed.

Panic, helplessness, this is the only thought left in the hearts of Wang Hao and Wang Zhuo, the two of them didn't even dare to move, and watched their partner Wang Tao and his sister die on the spot.

The monk of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, with a complicated expression on his face, sighed lightly, turned his head, and stopped looking.

Fujihua Yuan stepped into the door with a cruel smile, his hands were closed, and when he parted, a purple circular ripple suddenly spread out, enveloping the entire house, making it difficult for the people inside to fly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his steps and walked into the nearest side room, where the servants lived, only to hear a miserable wail coming from the room, and yellow smoke drifting out of the room, which was sucked in by the little flag.

The painful faces of seven or eight of the royal family members appeared on the banner.

Fujihuayuan did not stop, continued to walk into the next room, and screamed several times in a row, Wang Hao's body trembled, and he wanted to resist, but he couldn't speak.

Soon, all the subordinates were reduced to unjust souls, and the hideous color on Fujihuayuan's face was even stronger, at this time, most of the Wang family were shocked by this scream, and they wanted to go out of the room to check, but one by one they were horrified to find that all the rooms were shrouded in purple light, and they couldn't get out at all.

I could only hear the miserable wails coming from outside, and this unknown fear made all the people of the Wang family feel overwhelmed.

Fuji Huayuan muttered to himself: "Li'er, if that person kills you, I will kill his entire clan to avenge you." With that, he stepped into a room again.

Wang Hao's body shook violently, as if a force rushed out of his body, his brain shook, and he rushed out a few steps desperately, shouting loudly: "No ......"

Fujihuayuan turned his head and sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, suddenly the house turned into ashes without a sound, revealing a man and a woman with a panicked look on their faces.

This man and woman are Wang Lin's third uncle and third aunt, that is, Wang Hao's parents.

Fujihuayuan grabbed his right hand in the air, and Wang Hao's father immediately took off his body, holding his neck with both hands, his face immediately turned red, and he opened his mouth to reveal an extremely painful expression.

Wang Hao's eyes were full of bloodshots, tears were left behind, he was about to rush out with a loud shout, but was hugged by Wang Zhuo, Wang Zhuo pressed Wang Hao to death, and said in a low voice: "Wang Hao, don't be impulsive, the other party is an old monster in the infancy." ”

Fujihuayuan sneered a few times, retracted his right hand, and suddenly slammed, Wang Hao's father, his head turned into a blood mist, half of his body fell to the ground, and his soul immediately left his body and was collected by the small black flag.

"No!!" Wang Hao's voice was hoarse. He only felt as if he had been hit by a boulder in his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, looking at his father's corpse in a daze, and muttering to himself, "Why...... Why ......"

Fujihuayuan grabbed it again, grabbed Wang Hao's mother, crushed her head, and threw the body back, still in front of Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's body shook, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, the whole person completely collapsed, hugged his mother's corpse, tears couldn't stop flowing, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Fuji Huayuan, and roared: "Why !!!"

Fuji Huayuan's face was gloomy, and with a flick of his big sleeves, suddenly the entire Wang family's mansion, in a burst of purple light, turned into ashes and dissipated, and there were about forty people left on the ground, all of whom were members of the Wang family.

They were all in a panic, and the female dependents couldn't help crying. Except for the living, all the dead bodies on the ground were headless.

Fujihua Yuan grabbed one person with a cruel smile, he was the third uncle of Wang Lin's father, and the oldest man in the Wang family at present.

In the screams of everyone around him, he was pulled out of his soul by Fujihua Yuan and died miserably.

Wang Hao looked at everything in front of him blankly, and didn't notice at all, Wang Zhuo held his hand, and the blood marks had been deducted from his arm, Wang Zhuo didn't dare to look at the eyes of his parents in the crowd, his body trembled and lowered his head, his eyes were blood-red.

There was a cry in the crowd, Wang Lin's fourth uncle, half of his life was in the recklessness, and his courage was several times greater than usual, he smiled miserably, as if he wanted to open, he was alone, his daughter-in-law died of illness a year ago, and his son was sent to the Jianghu sect for training many years ago, but at this time, he also let go, and asked loudly:

"Shangxian, where did our Wang family offend you, in your eyes, mortals such as us are like ants, but even if they are ants, you have to let us understand why all this is!"

The monk of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone sighed lightly, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the middle-aged man.

"Why?" Fuji Huayuan clicked his hands a few times, and suddenly several more people died, blood and flesh splattered, and it was a blur.

"There is a character in your Wang family, since you dare to kill my great-grandson, I will destroy his entire clan!" After speaking, he slapped his right hand, and the ground trembled, and more than ten people were killed on the spot.

Wang Hao broke free of Wang Zhuo, and was about to rush up, but Wang Zhuo chased him again and pressed him to the ground, his face was full of tears, and he said in a low voice: "Wang Hao, no matter what happened before, now we have to live, only by living, can we take revenge!"

Wang Lin's fourth uncle smiled miserably and said: "Shangxian, how can someone in my Wang family be able to kill your great-grandson, for hundreds of years, there are only ......three people in my Wang family who have cultivated immortals" Saying this, he suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something.

Among the surviving people, Wang Zhuo's father knelt on the ground with a puff and said in a trembling voice: "Shangxian, is the person who killed your grandson called Wang Lin?"

A cold light flashed in Fuji Huayuan's eyes, and he silently said in his heart: "Wang Lin...... It turns out that his name is Wang Lin!" He glanced at the other party, grabbed his right hand, and immediately grabbed Wang Zhuo's father in front of him, stared at his eyes, and said word by word: "Tell me about this Wang Lin." ”

Wang Zhuo's father hurriedly told all the things about Wang Lin, including the residence of his parents, and he thought viciously in his heart: "Die, die, even if you didn't kill it, the Wang family is gone, and your father and mother will be buried with you." ”

After listening to this, Fujihua Yuan laughed a few times, closed his hands, and when he parted, a thunderball appeared between his hands, and he pushed it at will, and suddenly a circular ripple rippled.

Wang Zhuo's father was the closest, as soon as he touched the thunderball ripples, his whole body immediately shook, and all his clothes turned into ashes, and with the spread of the ripples, all the people who touched it disappeared, and their souls were all absorbed by the black flag.

When the ripples were about to affect Fourth Uncle Wang Lin, he had already closed his eyes, but a soft white light suddenly covered his body, blocking the thunderball ripples.

Fuji Huayuan turned around and stared at the immortal wind bone-like monk.

The monk sighed and said, "Fuji Daoyou, stay with this person, I can be useful." ”

Fujihuayuan sneered, pointed at Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao, and said to the monk: "The two of you, you won't interfere." ”

The monk chuckled, looked at Fujihua Yuan, and said, "Fuji Daoyou, why do you ask knowingly, if you kill the two of them in front of me, I won't care about it at the time, but when the predecessor of the Xuandao Sect asks about it, I will naturally tell the truth." ”

Fujihuayuan looked at the monk, and after a long time, he stepped on it, and with a boom, the entire Wang family's mansion became a ruin.

As for Wang Zhuo and the others, he didn't even look at it, and flew into the air according to the route of Wang Lin's family that he got before.

Wang Zhuo's body trembled, looking at the ruins in a daze, and after a little silence, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few times, his forehead was broken, and blood flowed all over his face. At this time, his face was slightly hideous.

Wang Hao clenched his teeth, laughed miserably, tilted his body, and fell to the ground.

Wang Zhuo got up and picked up Wang Hao, bent down at the monk, and flew in the direction of the Xuandao Sect, and the stumbling blocks of the past were swept away with the collapse of the Wang family.

The monk sighed secretly and said in his heart, "I don't know what I did was right or wrong...... But this middle-aged man has extraordinary courage, so if he can save one, forget it. Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the ancestral house of the Wang family with Wang Lin's fourth uncle.

Almost instantly, Fuji Huayuan came to the village of Wang Lin's family, and on the small black flag behind him, the souls of more than 100 people from the Wang family were all sealed on it, and if you look closely, there are countless faces densely packed on it, all of which show a look of pain.

A miserable wail floated out of the flag, and I couldn't help but feel a gust of wind.

After arriving at the village, Fujihua Yuan's divine sense was swept away, and he immediately found Wang Lin's house, laughed evilly, and rushed down......

A quarter of an hour later, Fuji Huayuan walked out of Wang's house, his right hand slapped the black chess, and suddenly the black chess was strong in the wind, becoming huge, and then Fujihua Yuan bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of infant blood, and the black chess immediately let out a burst of ghost crying wolf howl, and the flag swayed in a circle of ripples, slowly, the ripples gradually subsided, revealing a picture, in the picture, Wang Lin was walking quickly in a dense forest.

Fujihua Yuan sneered, and his right hand was a little pictured.

Besides, Wang Lin, inexplicably frightened and jumped down, with the three people chasing behind him, and ran towards the gathering place of the Corpse Yin Sect, suddenly there was an unprecedented pain in his chest, as if a breath had been withdrawn, he snorted miserably, he stumbled under his feet, half-knelt on the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Pain! unimaginable pain!

This kind of pain, like a tide, drowned Wang Lin, the immortal cultivator, in some aspects feel extremely sensitive, at this moment, Wang Lin's heart appeared in the panic that he had never felt before, and he involuntarily appeared in his mind the kind face of his parents.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin saw a scene that he will remember for the rest of his life.

"No!!" Wang Lin's eyes left two lines of blood and tears, his expression was painful, his body trembled, a trace of cold spiritual power, in his body violently, completely uncontrolled, within a radius of ten meters, all the grass and trees immediately turned into blue crystals, the spread of this cold aura has been intensifying......

At this moment, the realm of "extreme" in Wang Lin's spiritual power is endlessly climbing, and the extreme realm is doing everything.