Renegade Immortal

Fenggu, as a member of the Demonic Alliance of Zhao Kingdom, rose to prominence four hundred years ago, but the development of four hundred years has not made it more prosperous, but has become more and more declining.

The masters of Nascent Soul within it were unable to break through one after another, and with the arrival of longevity, they could not escape the reincarnation of heaven one by one.

This caused the overall strength of the great sect to gradually decline. Coupled with the strong rise of Xuan Dao Sect, Wu Fenggu was eventually reduced to a second-rate sect, which was much worse than it was back then.

The decline of Wufeng Valley aroused the ambition of Teng Huayuan, the ancestor of the Teng family. In the past few hundred years, he continued to send people to Wufeng Valley. Even though Wufeng Valley saw Teng Huayuan's intention, Helplessly, the ancestor of the Teng family had reached heavenly cultivation, so he could only gradually accept this phenomenon.

You must know that Tenghua Yuan is the elder of Wufenggu Keqing. In this case, it is difficult for other sects to say anything. After all, this is Wufenggu's own business.

So far, there are ninety-three members of the Teng family in Wufeng Valley, and most of them already enjoy a certain status in the sect. There are even three people who are already in high positions. The most prominent person among them is the fifth generation disciple Teng Gao. , he has become the next choice for the head.

In addition to Teng Huayuan, the only two remaining ancestors of the Nascent Soul stage in Wufeng Valley felt helpless about this phenomenon. In view of Teng Huayuan's domineering behavior, they could only pretend to ignore it and spend the whole day in seclusion, hoping to Break through the early stage of Nascent Soul and reach the middle stage during your lifetime. In this way, your longevity will also increase accordingly.

In addition, the Teng family members give away some materials and spiritual herbs every year. As a result, the two ancestors of the Nascent Soul are even more indifferent to the Teng family's behavior in Wufeng Valley. Moreover, even if they want to take care of it, they do not have the strength to fight against Teng Hua. Yuan confrontation.

It can be said that Wufeng Valley has almost become the private sect of the Teng family.

At the beginning, there were still some people who opposed this phenomenon, and there were also many words and actions of opposition in Wufeng Valley. However, after hundreds of years of running-in and integration, up to now, there is no longer any opposition in Wufeng Valley. The discordant remarks made even the disciples within the sect agree with the Teng family's entry into Wufeng Valley.

after all. Hundreds of years of time. Can change everything. Even most of the disciples in Wufeng Valley. They are all very recent, nearly a hundred years ago. A batch of newly acquired land.

Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast. Divine consciousness has already locked onto this Wufeng Valley. He speeds very fast. A dragon tendon is pulled behind him. There were seven corpses tied to it that had been blown stiff by the strong wind.

With a monstrous murderous aura. Wang Lin arrived outside the gate of Wufeng Valley.

Although Wufeng Valley is famous as a valley. But it is not actually a valley. Its location is a mountain range. He is quite famous in Zhao State. This mountain is called Wuxian Mountain. It's like a huge palm. Extending from the ground.

The mountain has a strange shape.

No front valley. It is located on this mountain. This sect is divided into five peaks. Except for the main peak in the middle. The remaining four peaks are the locations of their branch sects.

Many years ago. When Wufeng Valley is prosperous. The five peaks are all shrouded in mana aura. There are thousands of monks in it. It can be described as the overlord of one party.

But now, the Five Immortals Mountain has withered and declined. Not to mention the magic power and aura, even the number of disciples is less than a thousand, and most of them are beginners who have not yet condensed Qi or are at the first or second level of Qi Condensation.

When Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast and arrived at the mountain, someone had already noticed that a cyan light curtain instantly appeared on the mountain, blocking Wang Lin from outside. At the same time, a murderous aura erupted from five people. Peaks flashed out, and five men in white were seen, standing on the top of the five peaks, each holding seals in their hands, and five flying swords of green, red, purple, yellow, and white hanging above their heads.

Bursts of majestic spiritual power surged from the mountain into the bodies of the five people. After a series of transformations, they were injected into the flying swords, emitting increasingly stronger sword energy.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth. These five people were all members of the Teng family. Obviously, the people here had already received the news. It must have been the old man from the Teng family of the Dao Sect who sent the jade slip.

This matter was inevitable, and Wang Lin had no intention of avoiding it. Otherwise, with the old man's cultivation, Wang Lin could have strangled him before he threw the jade slip.

What Wang Lin wants is this kind of effect, so that the entire Zhao Kingdom knows that he wants to destroy the entire Teng family and take revenge. It is not a weird thing, but a vigorous and earth-shattering thing. Now Diwang Lin has this qualification.

The five Teng family members all felt gloomy. They had just received orders from Teng Gao to activate the mountain-protecting formation. A powerful enemy was attacking. However, although the formation was activated at this time, not only did the five of them not feel any sense of relaxation, Instead, there was a kind of anger from within.

Because, they saw seven corpses tied to the dragon tendons behind the white young man.

Wang Lin didn't pause at all. Almost as soon as the mountain-protecting formation was activated, he patted the storage bag, and an ancient sword sheath fell into his hand. A cold and ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

Since Wufeng Valley uses sword energy to face the enemy, let them see what it is called sword energy!

Wang Lin flipped his right hand and took out a flying sword. There were many low-level magic weapons of this type in his storage bag. After all, it was not a small amount accumulated over four hundred years.

The flying sword was quickly inserted into the scabbard and sank to four-fifths of the way. Suddenly, strong resistance appeared within it.

At this time, the five people on the five peaks each shouted low, and the flying swords above their heads sounded. Five five-color sword energy rising into the sky suddenly appeared. At this moment, it seemed that the color of the heaven and earth changed, and the sky The clouds dispersed one after another, and the five sword energies were like five dragons, roaring towards the sky, roaring towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin held the scabbard. He could feel that the sword energy in the scabbard was mixed with murderous aura. It had reached its limit. Almost in the blink of an eye, he released his hand holding the flying sword. Suddenly, there was a wave of five rays. A monstrous aura that was several times greater than the sword energy burst out from the scabbard.

Suddenly, a thick

The Qi is mixed with the strong killing Qi, like an ancient divine dragon. The dragon transformed from the five sword Qi cast by the Teng family members is like the gap between a baby and a strong man. There is no suspense. Then it was suddenly crushed and swallowed by the sword energy in the scabbard.

Then, with a flick of the scabbard in Wang Lin's hand, the thick sword energy turned into an ancient divine dragon. It roared away towards the Five Immortals Mountain on the ground, revealing its ferocious mouth.

The ground shook violently, kicking up bursts of dust. As the dust flew up, the mountain guard formation of Wufeng Valley was immediately shattered. At the same time, two of Nuo Da's Five Immortal Mountains collapsed amidst the roar.

As for the members of the Teng family who controlled the formation, it was obvious that they could not withstand this huge power, and their bodies exploded instantly. However, with a call from Wang Lin's right hand, their heads, which were well preserved, were trapped by the dragon tendons and floated to Wang Lin. behind.

At the same time, Wang Lin flashed his body, fell from the mosquito beast, and headed towards Wufeng Valley, killing the people one by one according to the targets in his consciousness.

"Today I have a private vendetta against the Teng family. Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!" A cold and ruthless voice spread throughout the Wufeng Valley and the entire Five Immortals Mountain. At this moment, all mortals who heard this were stunned. All of them gave rise to a strong chill in their hearts.

I saw nearly a hundred monks suddenly rushing out from various locations in the Five Immortals Mountain. Each one of them drove the sword light and ran in all directions at their fastest speed, escaping in a panic.

These people, without exception, are all members of the Teng family.

Wang Lin's eyes became colder and colder. He made a hand seal with his hands, created a series of restrictions, and scattered them around. Suddenly, the area within a thousand miles was as if it was enveloped by a large upside-down bowl, and no one could escape.

A young monk hurriedly ran away without daring to fight back. However, before he could escape far, an invisible hand pinched his body. Suddenly there was a clicking sound, and all his bones were shattered and he died. Death, his eyes showed strong unwillingness, but he had to die because his surname was Teng!

Two monks, a man and a woman, both of whom were members of the Teng family, were running for their lives in a panic. However, a black flying sword instantly pierced their chests, and their bodies were immediately turned black. The soul was collected and the body was tied with dragon tendons.

There is no mercy in Wang Lin's heart. Every time he kills someone, his mother's kind face and his father's serious but expectant gaze will involuntarily echo in his mind. All of this is because Teng Huayuan is gone forever. return.

Back then, Teng Huayuan forced his body to self-destruct and nearly died. Four hundred years of escaping, during which he faced countless life and death situations and countless fateful crises, resulted in countless shouts of deep hatred and a heart that vowed to die. The whole Fuji family is determined.

Investigating the cause and effect of the matter, it was found that the matter had nothing to do with Wang Lin. He and Zhang Hu originally did not cause any trouble in Tengjia City, but a jade slip sent by Teng Li's friend caused him to become ruthless towards the two of them. of pursuit.

Zhang Hu disappeared that year, and his life and death are unknown. As for Wang Lin, he was pursued endlessly by Teng Li, as if he had some deep hatred against him.

This kind of pursuit is completely a form of preying on the weak. With a monk at the late stage of Foundation Establishment chasing and killing a young man who has just entered the Qi Condensation stage, who has ever stopped this kind of thing?

Teng Li became greedy because he saw that Wang Lin had several magic weapons, and almost killed Wang Lin again and again. Who could stop this kind of thing?

In the jungle, Wang Lin took advantage of the situation to protect himself and captured Teng Li, whose spiritual power was severely depleted. Shouldn't he kill him? Shouldn't he take away his foundation to further his cultivation?

Should he kneel down humbly to Teng Li, beg him to let him go, and offer the Tianni Pearl, the flying sword, the scabbard, or even his own life?

No one tried to stop these things, but when Wang Lin seized Teng Li to build the foundation, his ancestor Teng Huayuan forcibly stopped him. Could it be that in this world, others can only kill him, but he can never kill others?

Wang Lin was unwilling to accept it, so he ignored Teng Huayuan's arrogant request, but killed Teng Li and seized the foundation. All this was brought about by Teng Li.

However, Wang Lin never expected that Yi Teng Huayuan, a Yuanying stage monk, would actually commit the murderous act of killing mortals to the point of annihilation!

There have been rules in the world of cultivation since ancient times. Cultivators are not allowed to kill mortals indiscriminately. Once this happens, all the monks must try their best to kill this person, but... when Teng Huayuan killed the entire Wang Lin clan, could a monk jump out and say something fair? if?

No!

No!

No!

not even one!

All this, why? Because Teng Huayuan has reached the Yuanying stage, already has a relatively large cultivation family, and has become the overlord of one party.

No one would do something to offend Teng Huayuan for a mere mortal of the clan, a mere Foundation Establishment disciple. In their eyes, this was just a farce.

In Teng Huayuan's eyes, Wang Lin is just an ant. I can kill you, but you can't kill my great-great-grandson. If you kill my great-great-grandson, then I will kill your entire clan.

In this case, Wang Lin is not wrong in killing the Teng family members one by one in a massacre!

Although cruel and bloodthirsty, when he thought of his parents' kind faces and the life-and-death crisis for four hundred years, he felt a strong murderous intention. If he didn't kill, he would be ashamed of his parents. If he didn't kill, he would be a son of man. , if he doesn’t kill, he doesn’t deserve to be praised! ! ! !

Whether it was good or evil, Wang Lin had already seen through everything when his body was shattered.

Within a thousand miles of Wufeng Valley, it has become a Shura hell. One after another, members of the Teng family died, their souls were collected into the soul flag, and their bodies were tied to the dragon tendons.

The ground was gradually reflected with a touch of red. This red was not very deep. After all, there were only a hundred people.

It flows like a river, but it has an aura that makes people crazy.

After burning the incense, Wang Lin walked out from within a thousand miles, holding a human head in his hand. This person was none other than Teng Gao, the person with the highest status in Wufeng Valley of the Teng family.

There was a deep look of fear in his eyes, but all this became inevitable because his surname was Teng.

Behind Wang Lindi, a hundred corpses were already tied up at the ends of thick dragon tendons.

These corpses or heads slowly spread out in a fan shape as Wang Lin flew. No matter who saw this scene, they would be shocked.

After the killing, two old men walked out of Wufeng Valley. These two were the only two remaining Nascent Soul ancestors in Wufeng Valley. Not only did their eyes not show anger, but there was a look of ecstasy. One of them said softly. : "The Teng family, it's going to be over this time!"

Another person nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, this person has reached the heavens. He must be a demonic evildoer in the superior cultivation country. By acting like this, he naturally wants to destroy the entire Teng family. I don't know if Pu Nanzi takes action, this person will Whether you can resist it or not, if you can’t resist it, it will have no impact on us.”

"Junior brother, I always feel that this person looks familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, I still can't figure out where I have seen him."

"Eh? Senior brother, I thought this was just my illusion. I didn't expect you to feel the same way. We must have met this person before!"

The two of them thought about it for a long time, but could not recall who this person was. They had long forgotten that outside the Ju Ming Valley, that young man with a foundation-building level of cultivation had his body shattered into pieces in a battle with Teng Huayuan...

Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast and flew all the way. His eyes were still cold. This time, the target was a villa eight thousand miles away, which contained 174 members of the Teng family!

Fujijiacheng.

Teng Huayuan sat in the hall of Tengjiacheng's ancestral home with a gloomy expression. He held a jade slip in his hand, and three people were kneeling in front of him.

In the entire hall, in addition to the three people, there were dozens of people standing on the left and right. At this time, they all lowered their heads and said nothing, with fear flashing in their eyes from time to time.

"In four days, kill nine hundred and sixty-one members of my Teng family!!" Teng Huayuan laughed wildly, but his eyes became colder. He flicked the jade slip in his hand and threw it to one of the people kneeling on the ground. Yuan said gloomily: "Xun'er, read! Read out the information you obtained!"

Kneeling on the ground was a young man with a face as white as jade. This man had a serious face. He took the jade slip, put it against his forehead and looked at it for a while. He remained calm and said slowly:

“Four days ago, this person appeared at Tiandaomen, killed seven members of my Teng family and left.

On the same day, this person appeared in Wufeng Valley, and used a sword scabbard magic weapon to defeat the Wufeng Valley mountain-protecting formation, destroying two peaks, setting up a thousand-mile boundary, and all ninety-three members of the Teng family were wiped out.

Three days ago, this man appeared in the Teng family's outer village and killed a branch of the Teng family. One hundred and seventy-four people in the whole family died.

On the same day, this person appeared in Tianyin City and killed 104 people from the branch that split from my Teng family two hundred years ago, leaving no one alive.

Two days ago, the whole clan of the Teng family in the capital, 211 people, died in the blink of an eye.

On the same day, twenty-seven members of Yuan Kui's clan were all killed in battle.

Yesterday... The Nirvana Sect sent a group of people to test a group of people a month ago. There were 345 people in total. They all died and their blood flowed like a river. "

Following this person's words, bursts of rapid breathing could be heard in the hall. Each of these numbers represents a human life, and represents a member of the Teng family.

Teng Huayuan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Can this person's identity be found out?"

The young man, who had always looked indifferent, shook his head and said: "No one has been found. Everyone in my Teng family who has seen this person is dead. As for the disciples of various sects, they have obtained a silence order and are not allowed to spread the word. The juniors are also free. After all the hard work, I managed to get a picture scroll, ancestor, please take a look."

As he spoke, he patted the storage bag, took out a scroll, and slowly opened it in front of Teng Huayuan, only to see a rather simple outline of a figure on it.

This person has flowing white hair, a star dot between his eyebrows, and his entire face is filled with a murderous aura. Under his feet is a strange monster with a ferocious appearance. The most striking feature of this monster is Has a long mouthparts.

In the mouthpart, there is a rope, which is connected to the back.

At the end of the rope, countless branches split, and on each branch, there was a corpse tied... The corpses were densely connected together.

Even though they just saw this painting, all the Teng family members around them took a breath, their eyes showed horror, and some even turned pale and bloodless.

The moment Teng Huayuan saw this painting, his eyes stared straight at the face of the young man in the picture. Gradually, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

Without any hesitation, he stood up suddenly, grabbed the scroll with one hand, and stared at the person in the painting, with veins gradually appearing on his forehead.

"It turns out it's you!" A strong aura suddenly emanated from Teng Huayuan's body. The tables and chairs around him seemed to melt and turned into ashes. Even one of the tribesmen around him died tragically because he was too close. He screamed and disappeared without a trace.

As for the three people kneeling on the ground, they were the quickest to retreat. However, except for the indifferent young man, the other two people had looks of horror on their faces.

Everyone in the hall knew that the ancestor was angry.

After killing more than 900 people, the ancestor still only had a gloomy look in his eyes and was not completely angry. But now for some reason, he couldn't control the spiritual power in his body when he saw the person in this painting.

Teng Huayuan stared straight at the person in the painting, with a hidden fear in his eyes. He recognized the person in the painting almost at a glance.

Wang Lin back then!

However, he saw Wang Lin's death with his own eyes. As a result, when he saw Wang Lin's scroll, he was shocked and his spiritual power leaked out.

To this day, Teng Huayuan still remembers Wang Lin's frightened look before his death. This look has been with him for four hundred years.

"He's back..." Teng Huayuan muttered to himself.

At this time, everyone in the hall secretly guessed who this person was. The ancestor obviously knew him and had a very deep connection with him, otherwise his spiritual power would not have been leaked.

However, most of the people in this hall are descendants of later generations. They are not aware of the scene four hundred years ago. In fact, although many people know about this matter, few people talk about it. After all, a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage , it is not a glorious thing to destroy an entire family of mortals.

Teng Huayuan raised his head with a sinister look and was about to speak. Suddenly, a middle-aged man came in from outside the hall. This man's appearance was somewhat similar to Teng Huayuan, but he had a shocked look on his face at this time. After entering the hall, He immediately knelt on the ground and said with a panicked tone: "Ancestor, I can't get out of here..."

Teng Huayuan frowned and shouted: "Why are you panicking? Tell me, why can't you get out?"

The middle-aged man swallowed, took a deep breath, and said quickly: "A few days ago, there was a rumor among the tribesmen that there was a light curtain thousands of miles away from Tengjia City, making it impossible to get out. This junior didn't pay attention, but I went out to do some errands today, but I found out that it was just like the rumors, that I really couldn’t take a single step even though I was thousands of miles away.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall fell into silence. Teng Huayuan glanced at the middle-aged man and walked out of the ancestral house without saying a word. When he left the hall, he moved and disappeared instantly. When he appeared, he was already there. Hundreds of miles away, he galloped away without stopping.

After arriving thousands of miles away, Teng Huayuan's strength did not decrease, and he hit him hard. Then, a red light curtain appeared instantly, and Teng Huayuan's body hit it, and ripples suddenly appeared. But this light curtain is extremely resilient. Even though it was pulled far away by Teng Huayuan, it still bounced back hard in the end.

Teng Huayuan's expression became even more gloomy. He patted his storage bag and took out several extremely powerful magic weapons. After testing them one by one, he was finally shocked to find that the light curtain did not move at all.

Teng Huayuan could not help but feel a trace of anxiety that he had not felt for a long time. He almost immediately thought that Wang Lin must have found someone to set up this light curtain ban. His purpose was obviously to restrict all the people in the Teng family city from going out. He could only watch helplessly. As he continued to slaughter his people.

It even has another purpose, which is to make many Tengjia disciples rush back to Tengjia City from all parts of Zhao State through constant killing. Once all the Tengjia people return to Tengjia City, the other party will come to kill them. day.

Teng Huayuan didn't believe it at all. This ban was set by Wang Lin himself. When he thought about it, even if Wang Lin really didn't die, it was just another chance. Thinking further, the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Tenghua Yuanying's later cultivation level was not taken seriously at all. What he was really afraid of was the person who arranged this restriction. This person's cultivation level must be unfathomable. According to Tenghua Yuan's analysis, this person The person is most likely a monk in the god-transformation stage.

This was what he was really worried about, but after Teng Huayuan pondered for a while, he secretly thought that the senior who arranged the restriction had some relationship with Wang Lin. If the relationship was not very deep, then the consequences of this matter would be disastrous.

Teng Huayuan never thought about the possibility that this restriction was arranged by Wang Lin.

He remained silent for a while, then turned and left with a gloomy look. After hurriedly returning to Tengjia City, he immediately activated all the formations in Tengjia City without spending any spirit stones.

Afterwards, he immediately went into seclusion, keeping himself in peak condition to prepare for a battle at any time.

Four days of killing and the death of nearly a thousand people were just a step on the road to revenge for Wang Lin. Compared with the tens of thousands of people in the entire Teng family, this number was only a small part.

Wang Lin was on top of the mosquito beast. Behind him, nearly a thousand corpses were spread out, almost hundreds of feet in size. Under the scorching sun, as he flew, a large shadow shone on the ground.

His eyes were still cold, as if they were a piece of ice that could not be fused for thousands of years. Wang Lin's next target was the Hehuan Sect!

The Hehuan Sect has now become the number one sect in the Demonic Way, with many masters and thousands of disciples. There are also many descendants of the Teng family in this sect, reaching 481 people.

These people may not all be disciples of the Hehuan Sect, but at this moment, they are within the Hehuan Sect.

Wang Lin had killed more than 300 people in the Nirvana Sect a few days ago. These people were all Qi Ning disciples. Through interrogation, Wang Lin already knew that those people were outstanding disciples of the Teng family. They were in the Nirvana Sect because they wanted to fight a war. Trial.

Now, people from the Teng family in the Hehuan Sect must have also come from the trial.

A cruel smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips, and he slowly flew towards the Hehuan Sect.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the east. In the distance, he saw a colorful float slowly floating towards him, attended by boys and girls.

"The Great Immortal of Jimo is driving on a journey, and the rest of the crowd should give way immediately!" From a distance, bursts of music floated.

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