You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

In an instant, the sky above Xiaojiang Village was filled with wind and clouds, and a vast and powerful spiritual power surged like a tide, as if it had life.

This spiritual power gathered in the sky above Xiaojiang Village, gradually forming a series of rolling sea of ​​clouds and mountains, which was like a fairyland but full of indescribable majesty.

With the appearance of the sea of ​​clouds, an unfathomable pressure surged like a huge wave, suffocating people, as if the air between heaven and earth was squeezed out.

At the same time, under this pressure, there was also an elusive fluctuation hidden, which quietly hid in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

A vague and distant voice came: "The clouds are cleared and the sun is seen!"

It is such a beautiful word, but it is full of naked cold murderous intent!

As the voice fell, the sea of ​​clouds began to be opened layer by layer, and the mysterious fluctuation gradually became obvious, as if a hot flame was jumping.

"Hahahaha, the Saint is angry. How dare you kill the young master of our Xianyun Sect?"

"Countless people were shocked. What young master? Who is the young master?"

But they soon couldn't think about this question.

Because the next moment, a blazing sun jumped out from the sea of ​​clouds, shining brightly.

But its light was not full of vigorous masculine power, but violent and disordered destructive power.

The fire of the sun sprinkled down without reservation. No matter who it was, no matter what it was, it was shrouded by this incomparable power.

At this moment, the sky above Xiaojiang Village was filled with the smell of barbecue, but that smell was soon replaced by a burnt smell.

Under the scorching fire of the sun, all the cultivators felt an unprecedented crisis.

They resisted and roared, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, powerless to save the situation.

"Saint, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong! Ah ah ah!"

"Saint Yuntian, you will not die well!"

The curse began to sound, but it was useless.

Because under the devastation of this destructive force, everyone began to face death.

This destructive force continued to grow like a storm and began to spread throughout the Yin Ruins.

This is the wrath of the Saint—without reason, without distinction between enemies and friends, the wrath is punished equally.

…

In the inner scene, Fang Lei's tone was extremely calm and steady:

"It is true that the Saint Realm will not die, and the thieves will not stop."

Fang Lei's tone was unprecedentedly cold, and a coldness flashed in his eyes:

"You dare to steal even this, Saint Yuntian!"

Fang Lei stared at the big sun, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

However, this murderous intent was directed at Saint Yuntian.

At this moment, it was like a boomerang.

Fang Lei's ears began to echo again with the words of the Lord of the Black Abyss—

"Don't kill me... You are destined to be their enemy!"

Fang Lei lowered his eyes and felt a little tricky for the first time.

...

As the holy law of Saint Yuntian surged, a more secret wave quietly spread between heaven and earth.

Wherever the holy law of Saint Yuntian spread, this wave spread there.

Just like the moon of the sun, the yin of the sun, it follows like a shadow!

Even Saint Yuntian did not notice this wave.

"A big lie!"

Fang Lei muttered slowly, and then many figures began to slowly appear in his inner scene.

Black Phoenix, Li Changlu, a few Lin Dao who survived by chance, and those young monks and children.

These children were the innocent children that Black Phoenix took from villages all over Yinxu while everyone was fighting.

This is why Black Phoenix did not appear directly on the battlefield, but appeared from the horizon.

Most of them were crying bitterly, looking at their hometown and relatives that appeared in Fang Lei's inner projection, full of nostalgia and tears.

This is the ticket Fang Lei gave him - the ticket called "The Massacre of Saint Yuntian"!

At that time, no one would dare to expose the identities of these people, because the investigation would mean——

Expose the evil deeds of the Holy Lord Yuntian who massacred many sects!

Expose the scandal of the son of Yuntian, breaking into the ruins of Yin and looking for the treasure!

This is to seek death!

…

"Do you know the next plan?" Fang Lei looked at Li Changlu and others who survived.

"Understood!" Li Changlu and others responded.

Then they looked at the children in the rescued village with nostalgia and emotion.

Those who are concerned will smile and find the leader of the children to comfort them, smile and explain the martial arts skills, smile and explain the master...

Those who are not concerned, even if they just sit cross-legged on the spot to recover from their injuries, will be sent to comfort by sensible children.

Everyone knows that there will be a tough battle to fight later!

The next battle is crucial, which is related to whether these younger generations can break out of the ruins of Yin and live under the sunshine in the outside world.

Let's defeat the Lord of Thousand Faces together!

Fang Lei wanted to replicate the attack of the Lord of the Black Abyss.

Help the younger generations of the people in Yinxu to be like Cheng Moxiao, covered with merits and accompanied by the glow of the clouds!

*****

After the Saint Yuntian slaughtered all the people in Yinxu, Yinxu had become extremely chaotic.

An ominous sign filled the air, and this was the sign that the Thousand Faces was about to come.

Looking around, the corpses of the dead Lindao and Faxiang realms were everywhere.

The chaos here was like the Five Kingdoms in the past, with devastation everywhere, and the conditions for the Lord of the Thousand Faces to come were met.

However, to Fang Lei's surprise, the Saint Yuntian moved his mind and chose to start calming the chaos here.

The sun in the sky suddenly became brighter and more dazzling, and its blazing light was like the hope of dawn, dispelling darkness and chaos.

Gradually, order was restored here.

It seemed that he intended to prevent the Lord of the Thousand Faces from coming.

Fang Lei saw the cowardly behavior of Saint Yuntian and sneered:

"It's really ugly, even uglier than me!"

"If you knew the trap, but were still willing to fight against the Thousand Faces for your offspring, I would think highly of you."

At this point, Fang Lei laughed at himself.

"Since it's not for summoning the Thousand Faces, I can understand the massacre of Xiaojiang Village, but what is the purpose of massacring Yinxu?"

"Great justice? Fatherly love? No, you, Saint Yuntian, probably just want to maintain your dignity and terror."

Fang Lei saw the human side of Saint Yuntian.

"That's good, even better! This way no one will dare to expose your past!"

"At least in the short term, the little guys will be safer."

The little guys Fang Lei was talking about were the teenagers who were about to be taken out of Yinxu by Fang Lei.

"Sure enough, you cultivators are also in trouble."

"The corruption of the soul is invisible and intangible, but it is even more hateful."

"No wonder Heiyuan said that I am destined to be your enemy..."

"I think the nine of you probably stole something..."

Fang Lei didn't continue talking, but just glanced at the sun of Yuntian Saint.

"No order, no order, no rules, no reason, no way, no intention"

"It's chaos!"

Fang Lei's words fell, and the law was used again, and this place began to become irreversibly chaotic.