You have a good chance, I accept it.

At this moment, a roar resounded throughout the world, and a figure standing tall appeared in the sky.

Eyes as big as bell towers stared at Ye Lin.

His face was full of anger, and he was staring at Ye Lin.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Ye Lin laughed mockingly, and slashed with his swords with both hands. A sharp sword energy flashed through and cut the figure in half.

Even the entire mountain above has been flattened without any hindrance.

The whole fight lasted for half an hour.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, all the 130,000 creatures of the Shengtian Sect have been killed."

The disciple in front of him had his hands clasped in his fists, his white robe stained red with blood, and reported to Ye Lin.

Shengtian Sect is also a big force. For such a big force, it is normal to have so many people. There are many mortals and many newborn children.

Taken together, the monks do not occupy much space.

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to check one last time. Don't let anyone go. If I find anyone alive later, you will be the one who dies."

Ye Lin looked at the disciple in front of him and said, his tone full of shadow.

Hearing Ye Lin's words, this disciple was filled with emotion, and then gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Yes, senior brother."

After speaking, the disciple turned and left.

Looking at the figure of this disciple, Ye Lin's eyes were indifferent. His spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire Shengtian Sect. In the back mountain of the Shengtian Sect, fifteen children under the age of five gathered together with fear on their faces.

And these fifteen children were all deliberately kept by the disciple in front of them.

And Ye Lin understands that if you want to kill, leave no one alone. The world is full of uncertainties. If you let a few go, what if the ones you let go grow up in the future?

They have sown the seeds of hatred, and letting them go is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

And under Ye Lin's own eyes, that disciple killed all fifteen children with one sword.

After everything was done, everyone returned to the flying boat, and the forces below were extremely silent, with only the smell of blood floating in the air.

The entire force was slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

"Everyone, I tell you, don't be merciful. Maybe because of your kindness, a few of them survived."

"But don't think that they will repay you in the future. From the moment we took action, the seeds of hatred have been planted in their hearts. They don't care at all who released them."

"They only know how to take revenge. A few will be spared here, a few will be spared there, and in the end, how many people will be spared? You know very well in your hearts. When they grow up, do you think the human race will still be able to live in peace in the future?"

"From the moment you take action, you must remember that we have entered a no-death situation, so put away your pitiful compassion."

"There is no right or wrong, just different positions. I will only remind you this time. If I find out who let some people go because of kindness next time, if you let some people go, I will break some of your legs."

Ye Lin's face was extremely cold, and his tone was full of awe.

Wumingshan is used to keeping a low profile, which has led to the Wumingshan disciples being used to being pampered, and their hearts are not so cruel.

Especially the female disciples, none of them had ever killed anyone.

The five counties of the human race are so big. Let a few go in one place and a few in another place. In the end, when they are added up, it will be a huge force. In the end, a big banner will be raised again.