Immortal Renegade

Chapter 239 Destroying the Vine ([-])

The speed of Wang Lin's flight was not very fast. He looked at the Tengjia Castle in the distance, and his heart was full of desolation and emotion. 400 years ago, he was forced by the Tenghua Yuan to explode his body and almost died.

After 400 years, he came back, returning with a monstrous murderous intent and a sea of ​​blood hatred.

He has been waiting for this day for 400 years!
In an open space thousands of miles away from the Tengjia Castle, Wang Lin jumped down. He looked at the Tengjia Castle coldly, and unhurriedly took off the dragon tendon from the mosquito beast's mouth, and then tied it up. The countless corpses of the dead were placed on the ground one by one.

All the corpses were dropped by him with a knife in his hand, beheaded and piled up. His movements were clean and neat, and his expression was cold and full of ruthlessness.

Gradually, there are more and more heads in front of him. These heads have different expressions, but there is one thing that is unique, and that is the unwillingness and fear before dying.

As the number of people increased, a powerful resentment permeated the air, the surrounding wind was gusty, and the sky seemed to be a little gloomy.

I saw a huge tower of human heads slowly appearing above the open space. This tower was built entirely by the heads of the Fuji family. No matter who saw it, they would feel chills in their hearts.

After Wang Lin put the last head on the top of the tower, he lifted his right hand, and the tower built with thousands of heads suddenly rose into the sky, floating behind Wang Lin, and slowly walked into the Tengjia City with him. Within Wanli's prohibition formation.

"Teng Huayuan, Wang, here we come. Today, there will be no living here, and we will die forever!" A voice full of overwhelming hatred suddenly spread throughout the entire Fuji Family City.

At this moment, Fujijia Castle suddenly fell into an unprecedented silence, but soon, the silence was replaced by screams of fear.

Almost at the same time, some masters of the Fuji family discovered the tall tower of human heads that kept advancing.

Gradually, more and more people saw this tower, and the air of fear immediately permeated.

Fuji Huayuan stood on the city with a gloomy expression. Beside him, there were four people. These four people were the last batch of Nascent Soul monks left in the Fuji family.

I saw these four people disappeared instantly under Teng Huayuan's finger, and when they appeared, they were already hundreds of meters away from Wang Lin. As soon as these four people appeared, they immediately took out various magic weapons.

However, Wang Lin's final road to revenge cannot be stopped by these four people. Although Wang Lin is calm in his heart at this time, there is a hint of madness in his eyes. It broke out, and today, he was going to incarnate into a lunatic, a bloodthirsty and murderous lunatic.

Almost without any hesitation, at the moment when those four people appeared, the extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly moved, and in a series of red lightning, the four Nascent Soul stage monks, before they sacrificed their magic weapons, let out a miserable grunt one by one. In addition, the extreme spiritual consciousness turned into a cage and immediately trapped them.

At the same time, Wang Lin moved his body and rushed into the cage. He raised the knife and dropped it. No. 1's head fell to the ground and was kicked towards the head tower by Wang Lin.

Head tower, one more head!
The blood of the corpse, like a fountain, fell from mid-air and scattered all over the ground.

Wang Lin turned around abruptly, suddenly there was a flying sword in his hand, and under the blow of the sword, another person's head fell to the ground.

Head tower, one more head!
All this happened extremely quickly, four of the four were already out of four, and the remaining two, under the prison of the extreme state, did not even have the strength to resist. When Wang Lin said "kill!" full of hatred, the extreme state The cage made by the consciousness suddenly shrank, like a series of fine wire barbed wires, cutting through the bodies of the two.

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

However, under Wang Lin's deliberate effort, the heads of these two people were still intact.

Head tower, two more heads!

After killing four people in a row, Wang Lin was tall and straight, looking up at Teng Huayuan on the Tengjia Castle, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, Teng Huayuan felt chills in his heart. The four Nascent Soul monks were killed by him so easily. What kind of cultivation did this Wang Lin achieve?
Fuji Huayuan's scalp was numb, he realized that he had made a mistake, the prohibition formations around him were obviously not set up by others, but by this life-threatening evil star in front of him!
"Teng Huayuan, stay safe and sound!" Wang Lin's eyes showed strong hatred, but his expression became more and more calm, and he even showed a smile.

While speaking, Wang Lin grabbed his right hand from the air, and it turned into a big hand. After sweeping the Tengjia Castle, about dozens of people floated up from the Tengjia Castle amid bursts of terrified screams.Among these people, there are men and women, monks and mortals.

The moment Wang Lin finished speaking, he shook his right hand, and suddenly there were several thuds. Except for the heads, the bodies of these people exploded one after another, turning into blood and falling in the Tengjia City. A drop of blood splashed on Teng Huayuan's face. , His body trembled suddenly.

Human head tower, nineteen more heads!
"Wang Lin!" Fuji Huayuan raised a strong murderous intent all over his body, and with a wave of his right hand, there were multiple golden flags in his hand.As soon as he waved the flag, a cloud of golden mist flew out of it. Immediately afterwards, the mist turned into a huge skeleton, roaring silently, roaring towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a soul banner appeared in his hand. With a shake of his hand, thousands of souls floated out of the banner with bursts of mournful wailing.

"Teng Huayuan, back then you forced me with the souls of my entire clan, today Wang retaliated with an eye for an eye, you can devour these souls at will, Wang does not feel sad." Wang Lin's voice was flat, but at the same time as he spoke, he grabbed again with his right hand. Once, the bodies of hundreds of Fuji family members floated up from the Fuji family city.

These people, no matter how they struggle, are useless.This time, Teng Huayuan let out a low cry, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a strange wind appeared, trying to cut off Wang Lin's spell.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and the extreme spiritual consciousness flashed instantly, turning into red lightning and falling on the strange wind, which immediately dissipated.

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

This time, all the clansmen in the Tengjia City couldn't bear such continuous blows one after another, and they didn't know who started it. They saw beams of sword light flying out of the city and scattered 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, devouring towards their former clansmen.

Teng Huayuan shook his body, gritted his teeth, and shook the golden flag in his hand. Suddenly, the golden skeleton, which had stopped moving forward, suddenly shook, divided into thousands of parts, and swallowed those souls.

Teng Huayuan's heart was bleeding, it was no different from killing a clansman with his own hands.

Wang Lin flashed and disappeared in place. When he appeared, he was already beside a member of the Teng family who was running away. This is a young man. He only has the third level of Qi Condensation Stage. He is proud of his surname Teng, but now, he wished he could sever all ties with the word Teng.

However, he never had this chance again. The last time he saw in this life was the white-haired young man who made his heart tremble. Immediately afterwards, a cold hand pinched his neck, and clicked With a single sound, he died out of breath.

Killing another person, Wang Lin's body flickered 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 woman. , but there is a little bit of pity, because her surname is not the same as the Wang family.

After crushing the girl's jade neck, Wang Lin's body flickered again.

Teng Huayuan roared angrily, and his body flickered out, but his speed was always a little slower than Wang Lin, and every time he stopped, he only saw the Teng family, and there was one less person.

This kind of grief and indignation that he couldn't stop while watching the clansmen die one by one made Teng Huayuan almost go crazy. At this moment, he suddenly saw Wang Lin appearing in the distance again. Beside Wang Lin, A young man with a weak crown, this person is the seventh generation eldest grandson that Fujikamoto watched growing up with his own eyes!

"No!!!" Teng Huayuan's eyes were red, and he galloped out.

Wang Lin cast a cold glance at the rushing Teng Huayuan, and pressed his right hand on the top of the boy's head. Under the boy's hatred gaze, he spit out his spiritual power slightly, and the whole boy turned into a piece of flesh and blood with a bang.

"In the next life, don't be named Teng!" Wang Lin disappeared once again after killing him.

Fujika Yuan stared blankly at the bloody grandson on the ground, and let out a painful roar: "Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin appeared a hundred feet away, and said coldly, "Does it hurt? When you killed my whole family, my heart hurt too!" As he spoke, he slapped his right hand casually, and a person beside him fled in a panic. The middle-aged man let out a miserable snort, and his body turned into a blur of flesh and blood.

"I killed your entire clan because you killed my great-great-grandson Teng Li!" Teng Huayuan roared with a grim face.

"False, is it that you, the Teng family, are the only ones in the world who kill others, but others can't resist!" Wang Lin sneered, slapped the storage bag, and immediately flew out more than a dozen flying swords. In Yuan's eyes, death.

Teng Huayuan clenched his fists, waved the golden flag in his hand, and all the golden skeletons around him gathered together and rushed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin patted the storage bag, and the forbidden banner was immediately in his hand. With a shake, the darkness was instantly enveloped, and the golden skull was immediately wrapped in it. Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Tenghuayuan, how did you find it that day?" Where is my hometown?"

Fuji Huayuan's face twitched, he stared at Wang Lin with deep hatred in his eyes, and said, "You'll never know!"

Wang Lin's face darkened, and with a wave of his right hand, more than 90 forbidden qi flew out from the black screen, and fell instantly, hundreds of Teng family members screamed to death.

"Speak or not?"

(End of this chapter)