Renegade Immortal

The Hengyue Mountains and Xuan Dao Sect were shrouded in rain and fog. Waves of lightning and thunderbolts fell from the sky, setting off rumbles of thunder. The branches and leaves of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain made a snapping sound amidst the beating of raindrops. ;

On this rainy night, a young man with white hair walked slowly through the dense forest. His feet stepped on the water-covered leaves on the ground, making bursts of rustling sounds.

From a distance, the man looked at the Xuandao Sect's main hall on the top of Hengyue Mountain with calm eyes. After a long time, he turned and left. This time, his target was a small mountain village hundreds of miles away.

In the mountain villages in the middle of the night, apart from the sound of thunder and lightning, there is only the sound of rain hitting the earth. Of course, from time to time, there will also be some native dogs raised by the villagers, whimpering, as if they want to resist the day. Wei Chapter 235 Because his surname is Teng (please vote for a 9000-word chapter). However, what was exchanged was an even more majestic thunder.

The whole mountain village was in darkness. The white-haired young man walked slowly on the mountain village path. Looking at the scenes of familiar and unfamiliar cottages around him, his eyes gradually no longer looked cold, but revealed a deep melancholy. , this melancholy can be blended with ice, because it contains indelible family affection.

Four hundred years, in the blink of an eye, may not be a long time for a cultivator, but for ordinary people, it is a time of great changes. Many cottages in this mountain village have often been renovated by several generations, and there have been many changes. .

This young man in white is none other than Wang Lin.

He looked at the surrounding cottages, and his eyes stopped at one place. There, Wang Lin remembered that there used to be an old locust tree. When he was a child, he often read under this tree and often played with his friends.

In the blink of an eye, it all disappeared.

Wang Lin sighed softly and walked forward slowly. After a while, he stopped in a daze and looked at a familiar house in front of him. His body trembled involuntarily. From the entrance of the village to here, almost all the cottages were there. Everything has changed, but this place is exactly the same as when he left.

Chapter 235 Because, his surname is Teng (9000-word chapter, please vote for me) Wang Lin bit his lower lip and pushed open the courtyard door. He only heard a creaking sound. The wooden door slowly opened inwards. After he entered, it opened slowly. Close slowly.

In the courtyard, under a tented raincloth, there was a wooden table, and there were some small wooden stools around it. Wang Lin silently looked at everything in front of him, tears streaming down his eyes.

After a long time, Wang Lin came to the house, opened the door, and walked in. Everything was the same as in his memory, as if nothing had changed.

At this moment, Wang Lin seemed to have a feeling that the scenes four hundred years ago were like a dream, just a dream.

Now, he woke up from his dream. His parents' souls were not in the Tianni Pearl. They were not dead, but fell asleep in their room on this rainy night.

However, with his current consciousness, he clearly knew that there was no one in this ancestral home without even needing to disperse.

In the main hall of his ancestral house, Wang Lin saw two spiritual tablets. The two tablets were one above the other. The first tablet was engraved with:

"The Spirit of Wang Tianshui and Zhou Yingsu"

The first tablet is engraved with: "The Spirit of the Eldest Son Wang Lin"

Under these two tablets, there is an incense burner with some unlit incense sticks on both sides.

There was a heart-wrenching look in Wang Lin's eyes. He picked up three sticks of incense, lit them and placed them in the incense burner. He slowly knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and murmured to himself: "Unfilial son." Wang Lin, worship with incense today, and when you come next time, use the heads of the entire Teng family to build a Teng family head tower for your parents." A murderous aura immediately emanated from Wang Lin's body. At this moment, in the main hall, Suddenly the coldness increased greatly, and it was several times worse than the coldness on the rainy night outside.

After getting up, he remained silent for a while, and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, his expression changed, his body swayed, and he disappeared from the spot.

After a while, I saw a carriage galloping down the mountain village path. In front of the carriage was an old man wearing a raincoat. This man's sun was bulging high and his eyes were shining. He was obviously from the mortal world. A martial arts master.

He flicked the riding whip in his hand, but heard a "snap" sound and hit the horse. The horse immediately neighed and moved faster.

The uneven ground caused the carriage to bump constantly, but the old man seemed to be stuck to the carriage and remained motionless. He only shouted from time to time: "Drive!"

Soon, the carriage approached, and when the old man gave a soft drink, the reins were immediately tightly grasped by him. The horse neighed, raised its front hooves high, swung diagonally, and finally stopped at the door of the Wang family's ancestral house. forward.

The old man jumped up and got out of the carriage neatly. He opened the carriage door respectfully. A little girl jumped out immediately from the carriage. She was wearing a green dress and had sideburns on her head. She looked quite pretty.

After the woman came down, she immediately trembled. She was obviously invaded by the cold air in the rainy night, but she didn't care. Instead, she took out an oil umbrella, opened it and said crisply: "Miss, we're here."

A graceful figure leaned out from the carriage, slowly came down, and stood under the oil umbrella. This woman has a pale face and a sickly beauty.

As soon as she got off, her body started to tremble. The girl quickly took an umbrella in one hand and took out a purple coat from the car with the other hand. With the help of the old man, she put it on the woman.

At the same time, the little girl said dissatisfiedly: "Miss, it's raining so hard today, why do you have to insist on coming here? Wouldn't it be the same if you come back tomorrow? Miss, you are weak. What will happen if you catch the cold?" OK."

Even the old man driving the car had a look of compassion and a hint of reproach in his eyes.

The young lady chuckled and walked forward while whispering: "You don't understand. Before my grandfather passed away, he said that every year on this day, no matter what happens to my Wang family, the direct descendants of the Wang family will come here to worship in person. Ichiban, this is a tradition.”

The little girl was still dissatisfied and said in a playful voice: "Miss, this place is so far away from the capital. Why do you have to come here every year? Is there any allusion in it? I heard some sisters talking about it, it seems that this place was once a branch of the Wang family. "

The young lady chuckled and stopped the old man from pushing open the courtyard door. Instead, she stretched out her jade hand and opened the courtyard door. She said, "It's your first time coming here with me. Of course you don't know about it. I'll tell you when I get the chance in the future." .”

After entering the yard, the three of them did not stay, but pushed directly into the house and walked in. The little girl put away the oil umbrella in the room, shook off the raindrops on it, held it in her hand, and looked around curiously. Look around.

As for the old man, he stood at the door, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

The young lady took a deep breath and walked towards the main hall. The little girl was about to follow, but she was stopped by the young lady and said softly: "You and Uncle Li are waiting outside, I will go in by myself."

The little girl's mouth immediately pursed, but she nodded obediently.

The young lady smiled sweetly, coughed a few times, and walked slowly to the main hall. After entering the hall, the woman looked at the two tablets on the shelf, took out a mat from the side, knelt on it, kowtowed a few times, and was about to put the incense on the fulcrum, but suddenly her hand trembled. Staring at the three sticks of incense in the incense burner that were about to burn out, she was about to scream out in surprise. Suddenly, a cold air immediately filled the entire main hall. Cold sweat broke out on the woman's forehead, and she did not dare to move. She had a feeling that she If he moved, he would probably lose his life on the spot.

I saw a young man with white hair slowly walking out of the darkness of the main hall.

"Whose descendant are you?" Wang Lin glanced at the woman and said calmly.

There was a look of fear on the woman's face, her body was constantly shaking under the cold air, and even her voice was trembling, and she said, "You... who are you? Why are you in my Wang family's ancestral home..."

Wang Lin looked at the woman and waved his right hand. Suddenly the cold air around him dissipated and became slightly warmer. The woman felt her body warm up and no longer shivered. Instead, her eyes showed a look of shock and she stared at Wang in a daze. Lin, but secretly, her right hand touched her waist gently.

Suddenly, a fierce palm wind came from outside. At the same time, the old man driving the cart jumped into the main hall. However, almost as soon as he entered, he immediately trembled, and his whole body fell to the ground involuntarily, falling asleep. past.

The woman's face changes color.

"Let me ask you again, whose descendant are you?" Wang Lin said calmly without even looking at the old man lying on the ground. In fact, as early as the moment he saw this ancestral house, he already had doubts in his heart. If no one has taken care of this ancestral house for 400 years, it is absolutely impossible to maintain it to this day. Moreover, according to his observation, this house is definitely not what it was back then. The room was obviously rebuilt by someone.

"My father is Wang Yunfei. Since you followed me here, why do you ask questions knowingly?" The woman said with determination in her eyes and gritted her teeth.

"What is the relationship between the person with the spiritual tablet in this house and you?" Wang Lin frowned and asked.

"...It's the ancestor's brother's family." The woman was very confused, secretly thinking that if the man in front of her was a killer sent by her father's enemy, why would he ask such strange questions.

Wang Lin's heart trembled. He looked at this woman, his tone was no longer flat, but had a slight ups and downs, and he said softly: "What's your ancestor's name?"

"Ancestor Wang Tiantu..." The woman hesitated and said softly. She always felt that the person in front of her was strange.

When Wang Lin heard this name, he immediately trembled and murmured to himself: "Fourth uncle..." If we talk about the entire Wang family, the person Wang Lin misses the most besides his parents is his fourth uncle. When he heard the news about his fourth uncle, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel excited.

The scenes of his fourth uncle in the past immediately echoed in his mind. After a long time, Wang Lin sighed deeply, looked at the woman with a hint of unknown emotion, as if he was looking at his own descendant, and said warmly : "Your ancestor... how old was he when he died?"

The strange color in the woman's eyes became more intense, and she said softly: "My ancestor passed away at the age of ninety-eight. When he was young, he was spotted by an immortal from the Piaomiao Sect. After he came down from the mountain, he established his foundation in the capital and became one of the royal family members. I, the Wang family, Also from that?

There was a trace of relief in Wang Lin's eyes. He remained silent for a while and said warmly: "Four... did your ancestor's son Wang Hu also pass away?"

There was a look of shock in the woman's eyes, and she exclaimed in shock: "You... how did you know that the ancestor's son, Wang Hu, also... left in the third year after the death of the ancestor."

In 400 years, things have changed and people have changed. Before and after Wang Lin heard the news about his fourth uncle, his mentality was suddenly greatly touched. After a long time, he glanced at the woman and said slowly: "There is a force in your body. Zhi Yin Qi, but your mother was injured when she was pregnant with you?"

The woman looked at Wang Lin blankly, and her heart was filled with turmoil. To know what the other party just said, if she probed carefully, she would be able to find some clues. However, few people knew the reason for the deep Yin injury in her body. I know she has been frail and sickly since she was a child.

The woman looked at Wang Lin and said in a trembling voice: "You...who are you?" She had already loosened the idea that this man was a killer sent by her father's enemy. If he was a killer, how could he know so many things.

Wang Lin waved his right hand, and a green aura suddenly appeared from the woman's forehead. The green aura became heavier and heavier, and finally suddenly floated out from his heavenly spirit body. In Wang Lin's wave, the azure aura immediately dissipated.

The woman only felt her body suddenly heat up, and the stubborn illness that had been bothering her for twenty years actually disappeared with a wave of the opponent's hand. This immediately reminded her of a type of person in the legend.

"You...are you an immortal?" The woman bit her lower lip.

"Immortal... so be it." Wang Lin chuckled. Seeing that his fourth uncle had a daughter and seemed to be developing well in the capital, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel a sense of relief in his gloomy heart.

Wang Lin pondered for a while, glanced at the woman, and said slowly: "Speaking of which, I should be your ancestor. Back then, I made an appointment with my fourth uncle. If he succeeds in cultivating immortals, I will protect his descendants and repay his immortality. Yes." After saying that, he patted the storage bag, took out several bottles of pills from it, and said: "There are seventy-two pills in this, and each direct descendant can only take one pill in this life. Don’t be greedy for more, as for you, you can take three pills.”

After handing the medicine bottle to the woman, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, put his hand on the woman's eyebrow, took out a drop of blood, patted the storage bag, took out a jade slip, and with a thought, left a drop of blood inside. There was a hint of extreme brand, then his eyes were cold, and he said seriously: "In this jade slip, I left a trace of spiritual consciousness. Among all the immortal cultivators in the Zhao Kingdom, no one can survive the attack of this jade slip for more than one hour and three days." But this jade slip can only be used three times. Before your death, this jade slip will be kept in your hands and cannot be opened unless it is a direct bloodline of my Wang family! Use it with caution and take care of yourself."

After throwing the jade slip to the woman, Wang Lin flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

The woman stared blankly at the elixir and jade slip in her hand, feeling as if she was dreaming. At this time, the old man who fell on the ground slowly opened his eyes, looked around confusedly, and immediately stood up with his naked eyes exposed. , said solemnly: "Miss, what happened just now?"

At this time, the little girl holding an oil umbrella also rushed in from the outside. After seeing that the young lady was okay, she took a deep breath, blushed and said, "Miss, Cui'er was too sleepy just now. I don't know." I fell asleep before I knew it.”

When the old man heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He had clearly felt the signal from the lady just now, but almost as soon as he entered the main hall, he fell asleep involuntarily.

"It's okay, don't think too much. Let's go back to the capital." The woman took a deep breath, stood up, and the sick look on her face disappeared, revealing a healthy rosy look.

The old man was the first to notice the abnormality. He looked at the woman in shock and said in a voiceless voice: "Miss, you..."

At this time, the little girl also saw something unusual, and her eyes showed disbelief.

The woman smiled sweetly and did not say anything. Instead, she turned back and took a careful look at the two tablets on the shelf in the main hall. She especially paused for a while on Wang Lin's tablet before turning and leaving.

With her ice and snow intelligence, she had some guesses in her mind, but this guess needed to be checked after she returned to the capital to check the family tree. She believed that her father would definitely take time out of his busy schedule this time to talk to him. Together, she looked at the family tree carefully.

After leaving the mountain village, Wang Lin's expression immediately lost its previous gentleness and turned slightly ferocious. His whole person exuded a strong murderous intention. He was speeding away in mid-air, already making up his mind.

The so-called tree fell and the monkeys scattered, if Teng Huayuan was killed directly, then his descendants would most likely be scattered, and they would not be able to fulfill the bloody dream that Wang Lin had hidden in his heart for 400 years to kill his entire family.

The most important thing is that if Teng Huayuan is killed so cleanly, Wang Lin will not be able to vent his hatred. He will let Teng Huayuan watch his descendants die one by one, and only after enduring the sorrow of the world, will he finally take him. Soul, revenge.

His consciousness swept away with all his strength, immediately covering the entire Zhao Kingdom, and easily found the Tengjia City where Teng Huayuan was at this time. Earth-shattering murderous intent flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his body immediately rushed out like thunder.

Thousands of miles away from Tengjia City, Wang Lin stopped, patted his storage bag, took out a formation flag, stuck it on the ground, waved his right hand, and the formation flag disappeared without a trace.

Then Wang Lin moved again, circling the entire Tengjia City with a radius of thousands of miles. After planting sixteen array flags in succession, he stared coldly in the direction of Tengjia City, with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile on his lips, and said softly: " From today on, Tengjia City can only enter, but cannot leave! Teng Huayuan, my, Wang Lin’s revenge, this is just the beginning!"

His eyes were cold, he made a hand with his hands, and his whole body immediately floated to the sky. In mid-air, he shouted low, and quickly tapped his body several times with his hands, and then a green air rose from his purple mansion, and it enveloped him in an instant. His whole body, and then, behind him, slowly condensed into a virtual image that looked like an ancient demon god.

Wang Lin knelt down on one knee, bit the tip of his right finger, and quickly popped out a drop of blood, shouting: "The soul of Teng Li is here!"

Immediately, the illusory demon god opened his eyes, swallowed the blood that Wang Lin had ejected, chewed it a few times, and spat out a faint green light.

The green light slowly fell and was caught in Wang Lin's hand. At the same time, the demon's shadow gradually disappeared.

This is a small magical power in the memory of Wang Lin's ancient god Tu Si. Anyone killed by it can use this magical power to summon the soul to return from the void, but it only takes half a stick of incense.

The returning soul has no memory, only some instinctive reactions. In the view of the ancient god Tusi, this magical power has no use. It is often used to increase the power of temporary magic weapons.

But the moment Wang Lin saw this magical power, a series of thoughts of revenge started in his mind.

Holding the Soul of Teng Li, Wang Lin swallowed it in one gulp without saying a word. In an instant, his consciousness suddenly dispersed again, covering the entire Zhao Kingdom. Slowly, according to the induction of the Soul of Teng Li, appeared in Wang Lin's consciousness. One bright spot after another, each of these bright spots represents a person with Teng family blood. These people, whether direct or collateral, even the sons of Teng family women through marriage, slowly appeared in Wang Lin's consciousness. It can be said that as long as there is a trace of Teng family blood, it will appear in Wang Lin's consciousness.

Genocide is not as simple as killing all the Teng family members, but wiping out the entire Teng family bloodline from the root! This is worthy of being called genocide!

Gradually, there are more and more bright spots, and the smile on the corner of Wang Lin's mouth becomes more and more cruel. 400 years ago, the number of descendants of the Teng family has reached a certain number. Under the memory of Wang Lin's consciousness, the souls of these people The fluctuations were immediately remembered by it.

Half a stick of incense passed by in a flash, and the soul of Teng Li swallowed by Wang Lin slowly dissipated.

Wang Lin slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and the mosquito beast appeared immediately. Wang Lin stepped on it, his mind locked on the nearest sect here, and he galloped away. In his mind, the person with the bloodline soul of the Teng family was here. , there are seven!

Teng Xuan, as one of the sixth generation descendants of the Teng family, he has already reached the early stage of pill formation. In addition to his surname being Teng, there is another reason for this. He is the entry-level ancestor of the Yuan Ying stage of the Tiandao Sect. disciple.

The Teng family has a total of six disciples in Tiandao Sect. These six people currently occupy high positions. Of course, the one with the highest status is Teng Xuan. After all, the cultivation of the other five people is only in the foundation building stage.

Teng Xuan is very satisfied with everything he has now, whether it is a dual monk or his status, he is extremely satisfied. Although all this is nothing in the eyes of several core members of the Teng family, Teng Xuan knows his identity, and he cannot Compared to those people.

Even among the countless members of the Teng family, how many can compare with those proud men of heaven? Teng Xuan is self-aware. He only hopes that he can reach the late stage of pill formation in his lifetime, and then he will be satisfied.

Today, his little sister Teng You came here from the Hehuan Sect. When he got together with him, thinking of this little sister, Teng Xuan's belly felt hot. There was an extremely hidden secret between him and his little sister.

The two have been together since they were teenagers. In fact, this relationship has been maintained to this day. Although Fuji Xuan knows that this little girl has sex, many people in the clan have tasted the benefits when they grow up, and even... Some of his uncles also had some ambiguities with his little sister, but he didn't care. When he thought of the various bed secrets that his little sister learned from the Hehuan Sect, he couldn't help but think about them.

With a fiery mood, he hurried to the attic in the back mountain, opened the door, and immediately a delicate body exuding a seductive fragrance fell into his arms.

Wang Lin was galloping all the way and saw the sect sitting on the strange peak from a distance, and saw three words on the top of the summit hall - Tiandaomen.

Wang Lin barely paused and rushed forward. Suddenly, the mountain peak flickered with light and the defensive array opened. Wang Lin didn't even look at it. He patted the storage bag and the forbidden flag suddenly appeared in his hand. With a flick, Dozens of forbidden energy flashed within it, rushing toward the light curtain.

Without any hesitation, the light curtain suddenly shattered. At the same time, the entire Tiandaomen mountain peak trembled with a rumble, countless gravel fell down, and bursts of gray smoke were set off.

Almost instantly, several of the Nascent Soul stage ancestors of Tiandao Sect flew out of their respective retreats, all looking at the sky in shock.

The mosquito beast at Wang Lin's feet seemed to have sensed the murderous intention of its master. It screamed and suddenly rushed down. The Nascent Soul Stage monks secretly complained, and when they were about to take out their magic weapons to fight with them, Wang Lin's consciousness swept away. , immediately pressed down on the entire Tiandao Sect like the power of heaven.

"I have a personal grudge against the descendants of the Teng family. Anyone who stands in the way will die!"

In this sound, Wang Lin has added a trace of spiritual consciousness. This sound comes from the sky with great force. The lower it goes down, the louder the sound becomes. Finally, it is almost earth-shattering, roaring, those Nascent Souls are coming. The monks vomited blood one after another, and their eyes showed an unprecedented look of horror.

At the same time, Wang Lin jumped down from the mosquito beast, swept his consciousness, and immediately stared at one of the many Tiandaomen disciples in the main hall square. This man was young and had a look of fear on his face.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth. He raised his right hand and the man's body suddenly floated up involuntarily and fell into Wang Lin's hands. The man held his neck tightly with both hands and struggled to say something, but unfortunately, he couldn't. The surname should be Teng!

Wang Lin squeezed his right hand, but after hearing a few clicks, the young man's eyes immediately bulged, and he died. At the same time, Wang Lin shook his left hand, and there were multiple soul flags in his hand, and the man's soul immediately flew out from the sky. , fell into the soul flag.

Wang Lin threw the man's body back, and a long dragon tendon flew out from the storage bag. He tied the man's body tightly, and the other end was caught in the mosquito beast's huge mouthparts.

Wang Lin did all this in full view of the Tiandao Sect, without any sloppiness. After killing one person, he moved and rushed into the hall. He saw a young man with a look of grief and anger on his face, clenching his fists. It's just his fist. From now on, there will never be a chance to loosen it.

Because his surname is Teng!

Wang Lin slapped his right hand and landed on the man's heavenly spirit. Under the palm, the man's internal organs were immediately shattered and his soul was sucked into the soul flag. There was no trace of pity in Wang Lin's eyes, and his body suddenly moved. This time, the several Nascent Soul ancestors of Tiandao Sect could no longer sit back and watch. One of them, a red-faced old man, flashed his body and appeared in front of Wang Lin. Although he was frightened in his heart, he still shouted : "Fellow Taoist, stop, I have something to say!"

Wang Lin didn't even look at this person. His consciousness in the extreme state suddenly moved. In the blink of an eye, the red-faced old man's eyes showed a gray light. His consciousness immediately shattered. The moment Wang Lin passed by him, he took a picture. Under this, the whole person, together with the Nascent Soul, suddenly shattered into pieces of flesh and scattered on the ground.

"Those who stop him are guilty of the same crime as the Teng family!" A voice as cold as winter came slowly from Wang Lin's mouth.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators around him were immediately frightened and stopped in their tracks, not daring to step forward.

Wang Lin left the main hall and galloped along the Tiandao Gate attic. The Yuanying monks hesitated a little. One of them quickly took out a jade slip, printed a spiritual thought and then offered it. The jade slip flashed. In the meantime, it quickly flew away into the distance and disappeared.

Then, these Nascent Soul cultivators looked at each other one by one. They gritted their teeth and followed Wang Lin closely. Although they did not dare to stop them, if they lacked the courage to catch up, they would really be acting like Nascent Souls. Ancestor.

An attractive-looking woman flew towards the Tiandaomen alchemy room with a panicked look on her face. She didn't want to die.

However, Wang Lin's speed could not be compared to her. Almost the moment she arrived at the alchemy room, Wang Lin had already appeared. With a wave of his right hand, the woman's body immediately flew backwards involuntarily, and she screamed. Amidst the sound, it fell into Wang Lin's hands.

There was fear in her eyes. She didn't want to die, but her surname was Teng!

After mercilessly crushing the woman's cervical vertebra and collecting her soul, Wang Lin threw the body back, and immediately flicked the dragon tendons and rolled them up again. At this time, three corpses were already tied to the dragon tendons.

Wang Lin kept walking, and in his consciousness, except for two of the remaining four people in the back mountain, the remaining two were flying rapidly, and one of them was about to leave the Qifeng of Tiandaomen.

Wang Lin's eyes were cold. He moved and when he appeared, he was already outside the peaks of Tiandaomen. He saw a young man in black flying with a frightened look on his face, sometimes looking back.

However, his turning head never had the chance to turn back, because his surname was Teng!

Wang Lin flicked his finger and landed on the man's chest. His body immediately shook, and he died. He collected his soul, trapped the body, and flew to the next target.

The several Nascent Soul cultivators who followed him became more and more horrified, and they all thought to themselves, when did the Teng family offend such an evil star?

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These Nascent Soul cultivators felt chills in their hearts and couldn't help but slow down their steps.

Wang Lin's eyes were still as cold as ever, and a hint of evil aura slowly emerged from his body. He smiled gloomily and locked onto the fifth person! This person is the oldest among these people. He is already gray-haired, but his cultivation level is not high. He is only the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building.

He did not show any panic or grief on his face at this time, but galloped away with a solemn expression, and during the flight, he took out several jade slips and sacrificed them one by one after leaving his spiritual thoughts behind.

However, his fate has long been determined, because his surname is Teng!

When Wang Lin appeared in front of him, the man immediately stopped flying, looked at Wang Lin gloomily, and said quickly: "What kind of feud do seniors have with my Teng family? There must be something wrong with this matter..."

Wang Lin said nothing, and before he could speak, he flicked his right hand, and a black flying sword flew out from the storage bag, and instantly pierced the man's chest. In the blink of an eye, the man's body was completely black, and he died.

After collecting the soul and tying up the corpse, Wang Lin dodged and flew towards the back mountain.

Every time Teng Xuan gets along with Teng You, he will activate the formation in the back mountain attic to hide all auras. Although he is also unable to detect things outside, in terms of safety, it can be achieved to the extreme.

After all, he and Teng You are brother and sister. If someone discovers such things, he will definitely be ruined. Although there are many people who are close to Teng You, including many members of the Teng family, this kind of thing can only be done by everyone at most. He knew it well and didn't spread the word, but once he was caught in bed, it would be different.

As a result, he didn't know anything about the outside world at all. All he could see in front of him was Tengyou's beautiful face and voluptuous body that fascinated him.

After several heart-rending roars, Teng Xuan attacked crazily, as if to tear Teng You apart. As for Teng You, he immediately used the secret technique of Hehuan Sect. The two of them reached the climax almost at the same time. limit.

It has to be said that compared to the other five people, Teng Xuan and Teng You were lucky. Although they were bound to die, at least they died after enjoying the pleasure.

Teng Xuan took a few deep breaths and climbed up from Teng You, but he immediately noticed something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and immediately found that there was another person in the room.

He was shocked and was about to speak when suddenly the man's eyes flashed. This was the last picture he saw in his life.

As for Teng You, she opened her beautiful eyes and what she saw before her eyes was Teng Xuan's head falling to the ground. She was startled and immediately screamed. However, this scream was far less beautiful than the previous moan. At the same time, it was also the first sound she had ever made in her life. The last voice.

They were destined to die because his brother and sister were named Teng!

After killing the two men and taking out their souls, Wang Lin walked out of the attic. Outside the attic, several Nascent Soul ancestors of the Tiandao Sect were silent. Wang Lin didn't even look at them. He jumped into the air and stepped on the mosquito beast. At the end of the dragon tendon in the mosquito beast's mouth, there were seven corpses tied up.

Wang Lin didn't stop at all, and quickly left the Tiandao Gate on the mosquito beast. From a distance, the seven corpses locked by the dragon tendons looked like peacock's tails, with a sense of blood in their bright colors.

It wasn't until Wang Lin's figure disappeared from the sky that several of the Nascent Soul Ancestors breathed a sigh of relief. They were all sweating profusely. One of them said softly: "The Teng family is about to end..."

"Not only the Teng family, but also the Zhao country, I'm afraid things are going to change this time..." Another person murmured to himself, then he took a deep breath and looked at the headmaster of the Tiandao Sect who was looking at this place in the distance. He said in a deep voice:

"Send the order to recall all the disciples who are training outside. All industries related to the Teng family will be immediately interrupted. Several disciples in the sect who went out to train and formed dual cultivation with Teng family women... severed ties and were expelled from the house. From then on, Everything about his Teng family has nothing to do with my Tiandao Sect!"

After killing seven members of the Teng family, Wang Lin's eyes remained cold. To do the thing of genocide, one must be firm-minded. If he has the slightest desire to be a woman, he will definitely not be able to act decisively, and he will not be able to persist. After all, genocide is not a matter of Everyone is determined to do it.

Wang Lin's next target is a sect tens of thousands of miles away from here. There are many descendants of the Teng family there, ninety-three in total!

Wang Lin is not in a hurry, he wants to kill slowly, and let Teng Huayuan struggle in the sea of ​​grief of losing his tribe but being unable to go out for treatment. He wants to make Teng Huayuan have the heartbreaking desire he had at the beginning. The feeling of digging open your chest and taking out your heart to see if it breaks!

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