Wang Lin's flying speed was not very fast. He looked at the Tengjia City in the distance, and his heart was filled with sorrow and emotion. Four hundred years ago, his body was forced by Teng Huayuan to explode and nearly died.
Four hundred years later, he came back, with heinous murderous intent and bloody hatred.
He has been waiting for this day for four hundred years!
In a clearing thousands of miles away from Tengjiacheng, Wang Lin jumped down, looking at Tengjiacheng coldly, unhurriedly plucking the dragon's tendons from the mosquito beast’s mouth, and then tied it up. Countless corpses were lying on the ground one by one.
All the corpses were thrown into the room by his hands, cut off the heads, and pushed them together. His movements were clean and neat, and his expression was cold and full of mercilessness.
Gradually, there were more and more heads in front of him. These heads had different expressions, but there was one thing that was unique, and that was the unwillingness and fear before dying.
As the number of heads increased, a strong resentment filled the air, the surrounding wind was gusty, and the sky seemed a little gloomy.
I saw a huge tower of human heads slowly appearing above the open space. This was a high tower built entirely by the heads of the Teng family. Whoever saw it would cause chills in his heart.
After Wang Lin placed the last head on the top of the tower, he supported it with his right hand. Suddenly, the tower built with thousands of heads rose into the air and floated behind Wang Lin. Following him, he slowly walked into Tengjia City. Wanli's forbidden formation.
"Tenghuayuan, Wang, here comes, today, there won't be any alive here, immortality!" A voice full of monstrous hatred suddenly spread across the entire Fujijia city.
At this moment. Tengjiacheng suddenly fell into a silence that had never been seen before. But soon. The silence was replaced by a cry of fear.
Almost at the same time, some of the masters of the Teng family discovered the towering and advancing head tower.
Gradually. more and more people. Saw this tower. The air of fear immediately permeated.
Fujikamoto stood above the city with a gloomy expression. By his side, there are four people. These four people are the last batch of Yuan Ying monks left in the Teng Family.
I saw these four people under the finger of Tenghuayuan. Instantly disappeared in place. When he appeared, he was already hundreds of feet away in front of Wang Lin. As soon as these four appeared, they immediately took out various magic weapons.
However, Wang Lin's final road to revenge. How could these four people stop it. Wang Lin at this time. Although the heart is calm. But there was a hint of madness in his eyes. He is today. The grievances of four hundred years must be kept away. All broke out. He is today. Become a lunatic. A bloodthirsty murderous lunatic.
There was hardly any hesitation. At the moment the four people appeared, the extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly moved. In a series of red lightning, the four primordial infant stage monks, before they sacrificed the magic treasure, snorted one by one, in their bodies. In addition, the extreme spiritual consciousness turned into a cage and immediately trapped them.
At the same time, Wang Lin moved and rushed into the cage, with the knife in his hand, and the first person fell on his head and kicked against the head tower by Wang Lin.
Head tower, one more head!
The blood of the corpse, like a fountain, fell from the air and spilled to the ground.
Wang Lin turned around abruptly, and suddenly there were many flying swords in his hand, and under one sword, another person fell on his head.
Head tower, one more head!
All this happened extremely quickly. The four of them had two of them. The remaining two were under the cage of the extreme state, and they lacked the power to resist at all. In Wang Lin's hateful "kill!" word, it was the extreme state. The cage turned into divine consciousness suddenly shrank, like a chain of thin wire iron nets, cutting through the two bodies.
The blood fell from the sky like rain, and there was still a fuzzy piece of ground meat in it.
However, under Wang Lin's deliberate efforts, the heads of these two people were still intact.
Head tower, two more heads!
After killing four people in a row, Wang Lin stood tall and straight, looking up at Teng Huayuan on the Teng Family Castle, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this smile, Teng Huayuan felt chills in his heart. Four Yuan Ying cultivators were killed by him so easily. What cultivation level did Wang Lin achieve
Fujikamoto's scalp was numb, and he realized that he had made a mistake. The surrounding forbidden formations were obviously not laid by others, but the desperate evil star in front of him!
"Teng Huayuan, don't come here unharmed!" Wang Lin showed strong hatred in his eyes, but his expression became calmer and calmer, and he even showed a smile.
While speaking, Wang Lin grabbed his right hand and turned it into a big hand. Under the sweep of Tengjiacheng, about dozens of people floated up from Tengjiacheng with screams of horror. Among these people, there are men and women, monks, and mortals.
At the moment when Wang Lin's words fell, he shook his right hand, and suddenly several bangs. These people, except for their heads, blew themselves up, turning into blood and falling into the city of Tengjia. A drop of blood splashed on Teng Huayuan's face. , His body trembles suddenly.
Head tower, nineteen more!
"Wang Lin!" Teng Huayuan raised a strong murderous intention, waved his right hand, and suddenly a golden banner in his hand. Under his wave of the banner, a golden mist suddenly appeared from within. Then, the mist turned into a huge skeleton, roaring silently, and howled towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, and he slapped his storage bag, and suddenly a soul flag appeared in his hand. Under his shaking, thousands of souls floated out of the banner with miserable wailing.
"Teng Huayuan, you forced me with the soul of my whole clan back then. Today, Wang Mou gave a tooth for a tooth. You can swallow these souls at will, and Wang does not feel heartache." Wang Lin's voice was flat, but while he was speaking, he grabbed his right hand again. Once, the bodies of hundreds of Teng family members floated up from the Teng family city.
These people, no matter how struggling, have no effect at all. This time, Fuji Kayuan gave a low voice, flicked his sleeves, and a strange wind suddenly appeared, trying to cut off Wang Lin's spells.
A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and his extreme spiritual consciousness flashed in an instant, turning into red lightning and falling on the strange wind, and the strange wind immediately dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin shook his right hand, and hundreds of people immediately exploded. The flesh and blood fell from the sky like a goddess scattered flowers.
This time, all the clansmen in the city of Tengjia couldn't bear such continuous blows, and I don't know who opened their heads. I saw a sword light flying out of the city and scattered in all directions.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, a finger with his right hand, and the thousands of souls in the air suddenly dispersed, swallowing them towards their former clansmen.
Teng Huayuan shook his body, gritted his teeth, and shook the golden banner in his hand. Suddenly, the golden skeleton that stopped moving suddenly shook, divided into thousands, and swallowed towards those souls.
Teng Huayuan's heart was dripping blood. It was really no different from killing the tribe with his own hands.
Wang Lin flashed his body and disappeared in place. When he appeared, he was already beside a Teng family member who was running away. He was a young man. He only had the cultivation base of the third stage of the condensation period. Ten days ago, he still did it for himself. He is proud of his surname Teng, but now, he wished to sever all relations with the word Teng.
However, he never had this chance again. At the last glance of his life, he saw the white-haired young man who made his heart tremble. Then, a cold palm was pinched on his neck, and he clicked. With a cry, he died of anger.
Kill another person, and Wang Lin's body flashed again. This time, he appeared next to another member of the Teng family. Although this person was a charming girl, to Wang Lin, she was just a dead person, not because she was a female. , And have the slightest pity, because her surname is not the same as the Wang family.
After crushing this woman's jade neck, Wang Lin's body flashed again.
Teng Huayuan roared, and his body flickered out, but his speed was always one point slower than Wang Lin. Every time he stopped, he saw only the Fuji family and one less person.
This kind of grief and anger that watched the people die one by one, but he could not stop it, made Teng Huayuan almost crazy. At this moment, he suddenly saw Wang Lin reappearing in the distance, beside Wang Lin. A weakly crowned young man, this person is the seventh-generation eldest grandson that Fuji Huayuan saw when he grew up with his own eyes!
"No!!!" Fujikamoto's eyes flushed, and he galloped out.
Wang Lin coldly glanced at the rushing Teng Huayuan, and pressed his right hand on the top of the young man's head. In the young man's hateful eyes, his spiritual power vomited slightly, and the young man's whole body melted into a piece of flesh and blood.
"In the next life, don't have the surname Teng!" After Wang Lin finished killing, he disappeared again.
Teng Huayuan stared at the bloody elder grandson on the ground blankly, and let out a painful roar: "Wang Lin!!!"
Wang Lin appeared hundreds of feet away, and said coldly, "Does it hurt? When you killed my whole clan, my heart hurts too!" As he said, he slapped his right hand at random, and a panic fleeing by his side The middle-aged man snorted, his body turned into vague flesh and blood.
"I killed your whole clan, and the reason is that you killed my great-great-grandson Tengli!" Teng Huayuan roared with a hideous face.
"Myth, isn't it the only Teng family in the world that kills others, but others can't resist!" Wang Lin sneered, slapped his storage bag, and suddenly flew out more than a dozen flying swords. Under the sweep, dozens of others were in Tenghua. In Yuan's eyes, died.
Teng Huayuan clenched his fists, waved the golden banner in his hand, and suddenly all the golden skeletons around him condensed and rushed towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and the forbidden flag was immediately in his hand. Under a flick, the shady was enveloped in an instant, and the golden skull was immediately wrapped inside. Wang Lin's eyes flickered and suddenly said, "Teng Huayuan, how did you find it that day? Where is my hometown?"
Teng Huayuan twitched, staring at Wang Lin with deep hatred in his eyes, and said, "You will never know!"
Wang Lin's face sank, and with a wave of his right hand, more than ninety bans flew out of the shady scene, and then fell instantly. Suddenly, hundreds of Teng family members screamed for death one after another.
"Say or not?"