An exaggerated shock wave spread out towards the surrounding distance in a vast scene visible to the naked eye.
It seems that such a shock wave does not spread very quickly, but in fact, the distance of a thousand meters is only a matter of seconds.
Why is this so?
Because this shock wave is really too big! In the roaring torrent all over the mountains and plains, it seems that the end of the world has come, and a human purgatory is raging crazily in all areas visible to the field of vision.
What is shocking?
This is shocking! In the roaring storm, a bloody light shield shines around Fang Lin, which is the guardian of Fang Cun Shura.
But now, even this level of Shura is trembling violently.
It can be seen how fierce this impact is! The raging torrent raged for nearly half a minute before it finally showed signs of dissipating. In the changed world, everything seemed to be riddled with holes.
And in the very high sky, a figure could be vaguely seen. Fang Lin on the ground narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully, and it was clearly the figure of the third elder.
But at this moment, his whole body was stained with blood, and his face was as pale as a dead person.
In terms of aura, the fluctuations on the third elder's body were no longer the fluctuations of the God King. His realm dropped to the True God on the spot! A generation of genius unexpectedly ended up like this! Fang Lin was silent for a moment, hesitating only for a moment.
In just an instant, he was completely overwhelmed by the raging violence that followed.
Spare the third elder?
Then who will let him go?
Today, the Qingyun Sect will definitely shed a river of blood. This is the end of the Qingyun Sect. No one can escape! At a certain moment, Fang Lin on the ground suddenly disappeared.
High in the sky, the third elder suddenly raised his head, but there was no expression on his disheveled face.
Until the next second, Fang Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of the third elder.
The slender Shura Holy Sword penetrated the third elder's chest very smoothly, and the tip of the sword penetrated the back of his heart. The third elder groaned on the spot, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, the expression of the third elder was still without any emotion. He stared into Fang Lin's eyes calmly. The tranquility in his eyes made Fang Lin narrow his eyes slightly.
When the third elder saw this, he finally showed a faint smile.
Fang Lin could see that there was relief, relief, and even a hint of gratitude in that smile.
"I have been waiting for this day for too long."
"This Qingyun Sect is kind to me. I can't leave these thousands of disciples alone, but now, you have appeared."
"There's nothing wrong with such an ending. This lingering body of mine should have disappeared with that war a long time ago."
"Besides, dying in your hands is not humiliating at all.
Young man, you are an unparalleled talent that I have only seen in my lifetime."
Fang Lin looked at the third elder quietly, his eyes surprisingly did not show any emotion, only indifference.
"In this case, then rest in peace. Everything will return to dust, and dust will return to dust."
After the words fell, Fang Lin suddenly pulled out the Emperor Flame Holy Sword, and the blood that shot out was as grand as a stunning flower, staining Fang Lin's body.
Fang Lin did not dodge at all and turned around expressionlessly. However, when the third elder's body fell, Fang Lin's voice sounded, "My name is Fang Lin."
It was a very weak voice, so weak that only the third elder could hear it.
In mid-air, amid the raging storm and the howling wind, the third elder's consciousness was gradually losing consciousness, and his body had completely sunk into a feeling of weightlessness.
He knew that his body was falling and he would soon leave this world.
But the third elder's eyes were half-opened, and there was a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.
Fang Lin, Fang Lin... I wrote down this name... "Third Elder!"
"Third Elder!"
"You bastard! I will fight with you -" Below, the exclamations of many disciples could be heard. I don't know how many disciples watched the third elder's body falling, risking their lives from a very far away place.
Chase after him quickly.
Even if the third elder dies, he must not just fall to the ground alone! This is the hero of Qingyun Sect, the pride of Qingyun Sect, and the belief of Qingyun Sect! Qingyun’s ambition is high and everlasting! But in the sky, Fang Lin’s indifference
He glanced at them, and the next second, sword energy suddenly appeared in the mid-air in the distance.
The bloody sword energy enlarged crazily, like a bloody flower that suddenly bloomed in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the corpses of countless disciples.
Their cultivation was so low that even the sword energy gathered by Fang Lin's random thoughts could not withstand it.
The gap in cultivation is clearly revealed at this moment. At this moment, Fang Lin is the ceiling of Qingyun Sect. Whoever he wants to die must die! "You are really a cruel boy! Like you,
What's the difference between you and a demon cultivator? I think you are a demon cultivator, a demon! Even if I risk my life today, I will definitely kill you again!"
Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the sky! Fang Lin heard the sound and glanced up with a faint look. There was no emotion in his eyes, but he could still feel a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Demon?
Devil, let’s just say Devil. This is a pretty good title.
From now on, there will only be one big devil Fang Lin in this world, which is good.
Fang Lin lowered his head and looked at the ground, the killing intent in his eyes rising sharply again.
The most capable ones have been killed, and the rest are just a bunch of soldiers and generals, a ragtag group of people.
This prosperous age has come to an end.
As for the leaders, Fang Lin felt that they must die last in order to be worthy of the name Devil.
Maybe if we kill them first, the remaining disciples will become even more desperate, but if we despair in hope, wouldn't this make us more worthy of the devil?
Hope is still hope, but unfortunately, it is not his hope.
What's more, seeing their sect die before their eyes, for those leaders, this is their true despair! Fang Lin's lips curved into an evil smile.
Shura Angel, please wreak havoc as much as you like! Whoa - Fang Lin's figure suddenly disappeared.
On the ground, as Fang Lin disappeared, bloody flames rose again, quickly spreading and roaring in all directions.
The old purgatory is not over yet, a new purgatory is about to begin.
Somewhere on the ground, Fang Lin quietly emerged, and then waved the Emperor Flame Holy Sword.
Swish - the exaggerated sword energy swept out along the height of the earth in an instant, and wherever it passed, it was like a huge sickle harvesting crazily!
