"If the donor insists on doing this, then I can only follow the two of you all the time!"

He said calmly.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yang Lin smiled without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

"I am merciful!"

Zhizuo did not answer, but the expression on his face gave the answer.

"Then you go and die!"

Yang Lin turned around and left, but the moment he turned around, hundreds of true god-level monsters suddenly realized and surrounded them directly in the middle.

The next moment, Yu Jingxiao saw that Wu's figure was flooded by hundreds of true god realm monsters.

"Brother Yang..." Yu Jingxiao showed a little hesitation on his face. He had a good impression of the realization, and was relatively unwilling to see the righteous young monk die like this.

"I gave him a chance!"

Yang Lin's tone did not fluctuate at all, and even his steps did not stop.

Yu Jingxiao was speechless. During this period, he also learned about what happened to Yang Lin and other people from the Dao Sect, and also learned about the fall of Luo Hong and Zhou Guan. He also guessed Yang Lin’s plan in a vague way, and it was precisely because of this that he did not directly stop Yang Lin.

Because if he spoke to dissuade him at this moment, with his understanding of Yang Lin over the past period of time, the other party would definitely do it to himself without hesitation.

My deceased fellow Taoist is not dead, Master Lewu, if you go, don’t blame me! Just as Yu Jingxiao was thinking about something and Yang Lin was silently preparing to set off again, the figure of Lewu once again stopped in front of the two of them.

However, now, Qingwu is obviously a little embarrassed than the appearance of the immortal spirit that he first appeared, and his monk's robe became even more tattered, but there was still a faint smile on Qingwu's face.

"Master Yang, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

A glimmer flashed in Yang Lin's eyes, "Do you know me?"

"How can I not know that the disciple of the Master Weishan, the Lord of the Beast Mountain in Daozong, have you always heard Master praise Mr. Yang for treating others with kindness before entering this wasteland, but I don't know why he did such a harsh thing after he arrived at the wasteland?"

The enlightenment is told with no fear between the eyes and eyes.

"You really don't know what happened to me, Dao Sect's people?"

Yang Lin's mouth curled up slightly, and at this time he was already unable to suppress the tyranny in his heart.

Zhiming clasped his hands together, "I heard a little, but I still wanted to persuade the donor to say that when will the revenge be revenge?"

Yang Lin's eyes suddenly turned bloody, "When will the revenge be repaid?

It seems that my Daozong had never provoked those people in advance, right?

Since you said that, where are you when we are robbed?

Now I'm going to pretend to be a saint?

Do you believe it or not I will kill you first in this wasteland, and then destroy your Buddhist sect when I return to the divine realm!"

However, Wu Wu's expression still did not change at all when he heard this. "If I and the Buddhists were destined to have such a disaster, then I would naturally have nothing to say. I also apologize to Donor Yang for not being able to do so at that time, but I still want to take advantage of the opportunity to persuade the donor to stop in time!"

However, this time, before the words were finished, Yang Lin's figure appeared immediately beside Yu Wu. After passing by him, Yu Wu's right arm was cut off with shoulders, and blood gushed out instantly.

Yang Lin shook his right arm, who was ignorant, and threw it into the mouth of a monster behind him, and then he laughed and said, "Now, when will you still tell me the revenge?"

Zhiwu smiled indifferently, and then sat cross-legged, "If the life of a poor monk can make the donor change his obsession in his heart, then I have no complaints."

"oh?

I won’t say whether it can be eliminated or not, but I am quite interested in your life!”

After saying that, Yang Lin raised his hand, hundreds of monsters around him rushed out again, instantly submerging the enlightened figure.

"I know that Brother Yu has a lot of complaints about my choice. If you want to stop me, just take action. If you don't want to, I will leave."

As he said that, Yang Lin's steps did not stop and walked by Yu Jingxiao, who was still silent from beginning to end.

"Brother Yang, he just wants to save people."

Yu Jingxiao couldn't help but say in the end.

"I just want to take revenge! Don't follow me again, otherwise I'm afraid I will be unable to bear it."

Yang Lin gradually disappeared, and finally his figure disappeared from Yu Jingxiao's eyes. The hundreds of monsters that had submerged their enlightenment were also gone. However, after seeing the enlightenment that was still sitting cross-legged, Yu Jingxiao's mind suddenly twitched, and then for some reason, anger surged in his heart.

“Isn’t it enough?

Do you have to pay your life?

Repaying debts and killing people to pay for their lives have always been natural. If this is the case, why do you still insist on stopping Yang Lin?

Are you really not afraid of death?”

At this moment, the Buddha's light appeared faintly behind him, but his appearance was really miserable. Half of his face had been gnawed clean by the flesh and flesh. The skull with a faint golden light was covered with fangs and biting marks. After Yang Lin tore off his right arm, even his left arm was left with less than half a foot.

The internal organs were even cleaned, and the monk's robe had turned into pieces like rags and hung on the bones covered with cracks like skeletons.

But even though he ended up in such a state of enlightenment, he still didn't look gloomy at all, and he was even more holy.

Hearing Yu Jingxiao's angry question, Zhiwuran responded, and after a long time, he said with difficulty, "I am naturally afraid of death, but I am even more afraid of dust in my heart!"

The moment he finished speaking, golden lights suddenly shot out from the dantian of Jiewu. In the flash of the golden light, Jiewu's body, which was like a skeleton, began to recover quickly.

In an instant, the enlightened body recovered as before.

Yu Jingxiao looked at the enlightenment that had become lively again with a dull look, bowing deeply to himself, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, for your concern, but I can't give up!"

As he said this, he jumped in the direction of Yang Lin leaving again, and shouted, "Donor Yang, please stay. I dare to ask what the donor is going to do?"

But he never thought that Yang Lin, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared in front of Li Jue, raised his hand and slapped him and flew backwards with blood.

At the same time, Chu Ling left Ziguang City alone after recovering from his injuries.

It was also from this day that a Yasha girl who no one knew her identity appeared on the Tianqi Continent. Wherever she passed, she was bleeding, but all the people who died at her hands were closely related to the Zhenjie Palace.

Coupled with Yun Yi's repeated attacks, everyone on the mainland was in danger for a while.

Yang Lin looked down at Yu Jingxiao who was lying on the ground and stood in the distance to choose to watch, with a cold smile appearing on his face.
Chapter completed!