"Lin San is dead, so... where is Lin San's body?" The Nascent Soul stage man glanced around, wondering whether he really cared about Lin San's body or the treasure on Lin San's body.
"No more, Lin San's body has been crushed into ashes by me," Wen Canghai said calmly.
"What did you say?" A cold snort suddenly sounded in the air.
Wen Canghai was startled. When he looked up, his expression suddenly changed. At some point, there was a person floating above his head. It turned out to be Ouyang Xue.
Ouyang Xue slowly landed in front of Wen Canghai, stared straight at Wen Canghai and asked, "What did you just say? Lin San was killed by you,"
"I..." Wen Canghai took a step back, not knowing what to say.
Those Nascent Soul stage monks and Golden Core stage immortal cultivators even retreated far away, fearing that Ouyang Xue would not deal with them quickly.
"This is," Ouyang Xue ducked to the edge of the cliff, bent down to pick up a jade pendant on the ground, looked at it carefully, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale: "It's Lin San... This is Lin San's personal belongings." "How could it be...could it be that Lin San has really..." At Ouyang Xue's feet, there was still a large area of wet blood and some broken clothes. Ouyang Xue felt as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp sword. The pain was excruciating and my eyes were getting redder and redder.
Lin San is dead.
Lin San will never appear again.
Ouyang Xue held the jade pendant tightly with both hands, and her tears kept dripping like a kite with a broken string.
Wen Canghai and others felt that something was not right, so they slowly retreated back, hoping to escape when Ouyang Xue was not paying attention.
"Ah,,," Ouyang Xue roared up to the sky, took out a crescent scimitar, and rushed towards Wen Canghai.
Wen Canghai hurriedly used a defensive magic weapon to fight against the enemy.
At this time, Ouyang Xue was almost crazy. The power of the attack was very powerful. It was a desperate attack. Within a moment, Wen Canghai was beheaded by Ouyang Xue. Even the Nascent Soul and soul in his belly were killed by Ouyang. Snow is broken into pieces.
After dealing with Wen Canghai, Ouyang Xue attacked the other four monks in the transformation stage: "I want you all to be buried with Lin San, buried with you..."
Four monks in the transformation stage gathered together to resist desperately.
Ouyang Xue's eyes were blood red, her hair was disheveled, and she exuded a strong aura of violence, as if she was angry and crazy to the extreme.
In terms of cultivation, none of the four monks in the god-transformation stage can match Ouyang Xue. In terms of supernatural power, the four monks in the god-transformation stage are no match for Ouyang Xue. In addition, Ouyang Xue is now completely desperate for his life. The four monks in the transformation stage were miserable.
"Ouyang Xue, don't get excited. That Lin San is actually..." The four monks in the transformation stage wanted to tell the truth in order to save their lives.
"The earth shook and the mountains shook," Ouyang Xue raised the crescent scimitar, mobilized all her magic power, and delivered the most violent blow in the Phoenix Book.
"Whoa," a crescent-shaped white light appeared out of thin air. It circled and split the magic weapons of the four monks in the transformation stage into two pieces. Then it circled and danced again, cutting the four monks in the transformation stage into minced meat. Nascent Soul and souls were also wiped out.
After killing all the monks in the transformation stage, Ouyang Xue pounced on the surrounding Yuanying stage monks and golden elixir stage immortal cultivators: "You are all Lin San's enemies, you all deserve to die,"
If a monk in the late stage of spiritual transformation wants to kill the monks in the Nascent Soul stage and the immortal cultivators in the Golden Core stage, it is just like playing for fun.
Hell on earth.
At this moment, this place really became a hell on earth.
Thousands of immortal cultivators were killed by Ouyang Xue, crying for their fathers and mothers.
Half an hour later.
Everyone died tragically, large swaths of blood stained the entire mountain peak, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Ouyang Xue walked to the edge of the cliff with the crescent scimitar, knelt down where she had picked up the jade pendant, and cried bitterly: "Lin San... I'm sorry, I'm late... I'm sorry..." Ouyang Xue cried for three days and three At night, the tears finally dried up, and all they shed was blood.
At this moment, Ouyang Xue realized how important Lin San was to her.
On the edge of the cliff, Ouyang Xue erected a tomb, with only a jade pendant in the tomb.
…
One month later.
Ouyang Xue came to the Wuji Sect and single-handedly killed two-thirds of the Wuji Sect's disciples. Several Yuan Ying stage elders were all killed tragically, and the Supreme Elder of the Transformation God stage was seriously injured and escaped.
Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Xue went to the Shuiyun Sect and uprooted the Shuiyun Sect that had existed for thousands of years overnight. From the elders to the disciples, no one survived.
The reason why Ouyang Xue did this was entirely to avenge Lin San. Ouyang Xue would kill anyone who had hunted down Lin San before.
Crazy.
Ouyang Xue really went crazy at this time and turned into a bloodthirsty demon.
Three months later.
Ouyang Xue came to Hunyuan Sect.
This time, Hunyuan Sect had already made preparations and set up a trap to assassinate Ouyang Xue, but Ouyang Xue found out in the end.
Kill kill kill.
Ouyang Xue only had the word "kill" in her mind at this time. She started from the foot of the mountain and walked step by step towards the Hunyuan Sect's main hall. No matter who she met, she would kill them all.
The Hunyuan Sect is also a sect with a long history. It has thousands of disciples, a dozen elders in the Yuan Ying stage, and two ancestors in the Shen Transformation stage. They are all in the middle stage of the God Transformation. When I heard that the Hunyuan Sect was called As a result of the attack, two ancestors in the transformation stage who were in seclusion immediately came out of seclusion and intercepted Ouyang Xue halfway up the mountain.
After several hours of fierce fighting, the two ancestors of the Hunyuan Sect who were in the transformation stage were all killed...
After Ouyang Xue finished dealing with the two ancestors of the Hunyuan Sect in the transformation stage, he continued to slaughter others.
"Amitabha, please stop Ouyang Donor," a golden cloud suddenly floated from the horizon. On the golden cloud stood a dozen old monks wearing cassocks. These old monks had kind faces and kind eyes. Judging from the aura emanating from their bodies, they were all in the stage of becoming gods. The cultivation level, especially the cultivation level of the leader, the old monk with long eyebrows, has reached the peak of the late stage of divine transformation.
Ouyang Xue stared at the dozen old monks on Jinyun with cold eyes: "People from the Buddha Sect,"
The leading old monk with long eyebrows nodded: "Yes, we are from the Buddhist sect. Donor Ouyang, why did you go on a killing spree on the Blood Moon Continent? In just a few months, you destroyed two sects. Tens of thousands of people have died at your hands. What kind of hatred does it have for you to do this?"
"Huh, Wuji Sect, Shuiyun Sect and Hunyuan Sect jointly hunted down my man. Now that my man is dead, I want to avenge him," Ouyang Xue said in a cold tone.
"Amitabha..." The old monk with long eyebrows called out the Buddha's name: "It is said that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. Donor Ouyang, your man is dead. Even if we kill all the people in the Hunyuan Sect, your man will not be resurrected... Donor Ouyang, please listen to my advice: Stop it and stop committing murder, otherwise you will definitely go to hell and be brutally punished."
"Haha..." Ouyang Xue laughed and said: "Old monk, don't pretend to be compassionate here, let alone go to hell to scare me. Let me tell you: in order to avenge my man, I will go to hell and have nothing to fear."
The long-browed old monk frowned: "Donor Ouyang, do you really want to have your own way?"