Chapter 156 Accumulation
A human head, a bloody human head, is definitely the head of Xuanji Gate, Lin Zhen.
Although he has already died, his eyes are still wide open, his eyes are full of shocking blood, and his eyes are full of empty fear, as if he can't close his eyes.
Lin Qinglong was grabbing Lin Zhen's hair, holding his head, facing hundreds of righteous disciples, and smiling slightly at the corners of his mouth. He was calm like an outsider.
His eyes swept over the righteous disciples who seemed to explode. Some people were frightened, some people were confused, and many expressions fell into Lin Qinglong's ghost eyes one after another. He suddenly smiled, shook off his arm, and suddenly threw Lin Zhen's head into the crowd of righteous disciples.
"You can see clearly. Is this head your head, Lin Zhen?"
This shout, the roar, like a flood beast, poured straight into the eardrums of the righteous disciples. In an instant, several poor righteous disciples were shocked and injured their internal organs by Lin Qinglong's roar. "Wow" screamed a few times, and bloodshed to death.
Demon Star Canyon, with lofty mountains and mountains, the mountains are like the pillars of the sky, straight into the sky. Under Lin Qinglong's roar, countless rocks were suddenly covered with cracks, making a cracking sound. From the high peaks, there were a lot of small gravel rolling down one after another, like a stone rain.
"Your head Lin Zhen..."
"The head Lin Zhen..."
"Lin Zhen..."
Lin Qinglong's roar echoed in the demon star canyon for a long time, like a hysterical cry, lasting for a long time.
At this moment, listening to his echo, even Lin Qinglong himself did not know what was thinking.
Lin Zhen's head drew an arc from the air and fell into the hands of a righteous disciple. The blood stain suddenly stained his hand. His body trembled slightly like an electric shock and suddenly stood up.
Other living righteous disciples crowded over one after another, with their necks, on tiptoes, centered on human heads, and surrounded by black pressure. They whispered and discussed the authenticity of this head.
Many people insist that this head must be fake, because Lin Zhen, as the head of the mysterious door, will never be killed. Some people look solemn and don't say a word. The expression on their faces is unpredictable and extremely complicated.
The appearance of this head is indeed Lin Zhen's appearance, but Lin Zhen is the righteous leader of Wei Zhen for 20 years. His every move affects the expectations of tens of millions of monks.
If such a spiritual leader is cut off his head by the mysterious young man in front of him, throws it away, and abandons it like me, it will simply make the righteous disciples lose face, their dignity is trampled on, and even destroy their persistence in pursuing the road.
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The evil people, hundreds of monks, listened to Lin Qinglong's roar and also exploded. For a moment, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone was skeptical and said everything.
But no one will really believe the words of this strange young man - although he is the son of General Longwei.
Because, at his age, it is absolutely impossible for them to kill the right leader Lin Zhen.
"How is this possible? That's Lin Zhen!"
"Bengsheng broke into the mysterious door and then killed the master? It's nonsense!"
"If Lin Zhenruo is really so easy to kill, I have been killed by him for a long time."
Not only did the righteous disciples not believe in the killing of Lin Zhen by King Yecha and others, but also the evil disciples were suspicious.
Shan Kun just listened to Lin Qinglong's words. Suddenly, the tiger's body was shocked and his expression changed. He stared at the young man with his back to him in the field, with an incredible look in his eyes.
Gongye Qian asked in a low voice, "General, do you think what he said is true?"
After a moment of silence, Shan Kun opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He looked solemn and shook his head deeply: "I don't know..."
Shan Kun sighed, and he suddenly found that he did not know his son. He never knew him.
"I think they can completely kill Lin Zhen. This is actually an obvious thing, but everyone has always been suppressed by the name of Xuanjimen 'Lin Zhen' in the past. He is the leader of the righteous practitioner. Everyone has always thought so, so they don't believe it at this moment."
Gongyeqian suddenly smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "Although my eyes can't see now, my heart is brighter than anyone else. If your son is a ghost fairy, his friend is also a ghost fairy, and his wife is a local fairy, then it is easy for them to kill Lin Zhen, who is only in the later stage of the disaster. What is this? What's so suspicious?"
After listening to Gong Yeqian's words, everyone showed a stupid expression one by one. In their consciousness, they can't understand what a ghost fairy is, what a fairy is, and they can't understand the real strength of fairy masters.
However, after Gongye Qian said these words, the suspicious voices among the disciples of the evil way suddenly became much smaller. Gongye Qian is the king of killers. He is the famous "waking of Insects". What he said himself is still very heavy.
Shan Kun looked at him, was stunned, and suddenly asked, "Do you think they can really kill 'Mr. Yun'?"
Gongye smiled and said, "I don't know. I can't see through the cultivation of 'Mr. Yun'."
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In a shadow behind the evil disciples, the old man in blood and Princess Xinyue are standing quietly in the corner. The two of them were silent, and no one noticed them.
Lin Qinglong asked Princess Xinyue to stay here for the time being until "Prince Yun" appeared and reappeared. First, it was a sudden attack, which hit "Yun Gongzi" hard. Secondly, Princess Xinyue is not on the scene and will not become the first target of "Prince Yun", which can protect the safety of Princess Xinyue from the side.
At this moment, Princess Xinyue is looking at Lin Qinglong's figure in the field. Her water eyes are a little flashing, and her fingers are entangled. She is very worried. She gently asked, "Old man in blood, do you think we really can kill 'Mr. Yun'?"
"Of course." The old man in blood thought for a moment and said, "But if you can't even kill 'Mr. Yun', then 'Mr. Yun' will be invincible in the world. If he will kill you today, he will kill me tomorrow. If you die, the lives of the evil disciples will not last long.
"Ha ha, your statement is almost exactly the same as what my husband said. He always told me, 'If I don't kill, people will kill me.' If you want to live, you have to kill all the monks who are threatening you.
Princess Xinyue shook her head, and the green silk moved slightly. She lowered her eyes and said glancholy, "I can't figure out why the monks always kill, but since my husband wants to kill him, I will kill him. I can kill people, and there will always be an end to this matter.
The old man in blood clothes fixedly looked at the beautiful and unparalleled woman beside him, with a stunned look in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised by what she said. Princess Xinyue's words were extremely sad, which made people feel heartbroken.
He lowered his head and suddenly didn't know what to say.
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"Let your 'Ms. Yun' come out to fight. If he refuses to come out, I will kill you all."
Lin Qinglong sneered, raised a finger, and said loudly, "I count from one to three. If the legend in your right path refuses to appear, I will kill all the righteous disciples present!"
At this point, the mackerel began to rub his shoulders and was ready. When Lin Qinglong gave an order, he would eat the righteous disciples in front of him alive.
King Yecha and Chen Jiang are also ready to absorb these dead people.
The mackerel is responsible for swallowing the body, and the two of them are responsible for absorbing the dead gas, which is a clear division of labor.
"One!"
Lin Qinglong began to count.
The people of the right way and the people of the evil way are silent.
The field was as quiet as death, an inexplicable panic penetrated into the scalps of all the monks, and the atmosphere in the field became more and more unpredictable.
"Two!"
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"Three!"
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"Wait!"
A hoarse and loud shout suddenly came through the air.