Chapter 572 Round Return Should

"Big deacon, are you a big deacon..." The man cried so much that he rushed straight into the sky like a child. His ragged clothes trembled in the wind. Suddenly, he knelt under Liu Xing, hugged his legs tightly with both hands, and cried loudly.

Liu Xing's heart ached. He turned out to be a big Lei Xiu, his own Lei Dian disciple.

He stretched out his hand and raised the extremely haggard face. On that face, a person who is dozens of years old, looks like an old man with vicissitudes. Liu Xing can see some people who live a long life and come out to beg from time to time in the five spiritual world. Now this person is the same as those who beg.

Once upon a time, Lei Xiu, who was under his control, had reached such a pitiful level...

Liu Xing's heart ached. At this time, the sound of crying shook the world, and many figures rushed to the sky. Some Lei Xiu and Feng Xiu cried dimly. They rushed to Liu Xing and simply fainted.

For a moment, the sound of crying spread far away in mid-air.

Those monks of Qinglong Hall, who have just recovered a little bit of anger, are like relatives who have just died, and their faces are like dead ashes.

"It's broken. He is actually Liu Xing..." Someone whispered.

"Who is Liu Xing?"

"Who... The deacon of the Thunder Hall, the man who suddenly entered the infinite realm, now that he has come back and can come back from there, of course, it must be an infinite divine power... Even our majesty is not his opponent..."

"That's bad. This stinky shit in Lei Dian can kill us all..."

Liu Xing pulled up Lei Xiu in front of him and said in a low voice, "I don't allow you to cry again. What's going on? How did you get here? With me, don't be afraid, just say it."

The man cried, "Great Deacon, don't let go of these dogs in the Green Dragon Hall... They have made us too miserable... Whoo...'

"What's going on?"

"Wow... Great Deacon, we broke up with you that day, and we ran fast, but it didn't take long for the people of the Qinglong Hall to surround us and then bring it here. We have been locked here by him, whipped every day,... whipped every day... Whoo... Take us to practice, deacon, they asked us where the treasures of the Thunder Hall are hidden, and the whereabouts of those magic secrets..."

"We said that it had been gone for a long time, and the major halls were destroyed and could not be taken out. Of course, they didn't believe it, so they continued to torture us until the Yin Wuji came to the door. Speaking of the Thunder Hall, Yin Wuji was even more vicious. They used the Soul Search Method to search all the secrets of our Lei Hall. Of course, the result is not important, but in this way, he saved us, and he included us into his dark religion and supported us for a class. However, these people in Qinglong Hall are not sure about the soul search, and they still shut down half of our divine cultivation, that is, us..."

"Whipping every day... Whipping every day... Half of the brothers are not as good as death, and they have committed suicide... Wow, there are only more than 100 of us left..."

Liu Xing looked over and saw his faces one by one. Several of them were the old people in the land who fought with him. At this time, they were all bruised, and their faces were yellow, hungry and thin, crying out of breath. Liu Xingxin was like a knife. If it hadn't been for his blow and the hall there was not damaged, more than a hundred people would have died after he left.

Once his Lei Xiu appears, someone will always recognize him.

He reached out to help the crowd and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, get up, and get this debt back now!"

Liu Xing spoke very slowly, word by word, and every word was not heavy, but when he heard it in the ears of a group of monks in the Qinglong Hall, it was as terrible as thunder.

Liu Xing looked around, and his eyes were murderous, which made the temperature here drop to the freezing point in an instant.

"Who whipped you? Point it out, we'll come back!" Liu Xing said and stretched out his hand to catch the old man in front of him again.

"Do you have him?"

"The Great Deacon... Can you kill them all!" The Lei Xiu suddenly had no tears, and his eyes were full of anger.

Liu Xing stayed for a moment and said in a low voice, "Forget it, it's enough to kill ten thousand to avenge you. This is the price they have to pay. If they are cruel to others, they will have to pay a price..." Saying this sentence, Liu Xing's hand was slightly shocked, and the old man had broken into a rain of blood and fell to heaven and earth.

"Kill!"

The Lei Xiu shouted and suddenly bombarded out their power. When they followed Liu Xingzhi, they had reached the peak of the realm of the gods. At this time, the thunder flashed, and hundreds of tattered Lei Xiu were in front of Liu Xing. Suddenly, there was a power opening, a slightly smaller, a huge thunder dragon, appeared in him with great power. In front of us. With a wave of his hand, the thunder dragon was hanged in the crowd...

"The deacon said, kill half!"

Boom... Thunder dragon through the sky, the supreme energy wave made Liu Xing in a trance for a while. In a trance, it seemed that he had once again returned to the little demon realm of fighting together, the world of the sunken stars.

How could the other party's nearly 20,000 divine practitioners wait for death? At this time, the power rolled through the sky like a sea tide, and the power bombarded by 20,000 people was still too powerful. Although the most outstanding priests in Qinglong Hall have been taken to the trip to the Huoxing Hall. There are some low-level monks at home, there are tens of thousands of people, which is overwhelmingly powerful.

A thunder dragon can only be swallowed into the ocean.

Liu Xing frowned and waved his hand out. This time, in the face of 20,000 people, he could not be stingy with his power. The nine-star divine power broke out in his body at the same time. The great power of the infinite divine power was like a fierce beast, drowning these two thousand people in a real sea and sky. All the power was stagnant under him. The bones of his whole body only moved slightly, and his whole body was as heavy as a mountain. He couldn't move. He could only watch the thunder dragon fall violently, as if they were whipping at themselves.

Hundreds of thunder cultivation, this thunder dragon, and more than 20 wind cultivation formed a small wind dragon, instantly smashed into the crowd of people, more than a dozen divine cultivation, just in the blink of an eye. The body was stranded into a rain of blood.

Lei Xiuzhong's eyes are full of blood and tears. Those days of being whipped, every day of suffering, every day of despair, and almost every moment of losing all the courage to survive are passing in front of their eyes. The strong are respected. This is the cruelty of the world, and this is the world they have to face.

In this world, for how many time, they have been silently praying to God, so that God can still have their great deacons, so that they can live a day with dignity and raise their eyebrows under the leadership of the ordinary teenager.

The more suffering, the more I miss that teenager. When they are alone, the first thing to mention is not the Thunder Lord who came to the Dark Religion, but the strange deacon, the teenager...

"Will he come to save us..."

"Where has he been..."

Every day, every moment, until Liu Xing's blow, ghosts and gods fell on the hall where they were imprisoned, they saw the most magnificent thunder in the world from the forbidden mouth of the broken hall. The familiar thunder was once again flashing on their heads like a god...

Who says that there is no god in the world? It must be a prayer that has aling ling ling...

At that moment, everyone cried like a child!

Now, the parent spoils them to do whatever they want, and spit out a long resentment.

The joy in everyone's heart, like the water breaking the dike, is flooding.

Bum...

After a whip, it is a blood stain!

After the thunder dragon, after the wind dragon, there is a rain of blood.

Liu Xing suppressed all the 20,000 divine practitioners here with his supreme power. In fact, he only pressed it gently, and there were not many of these 20,000 people left, but he did not do that, but suppressed it and kept suppressing it. Looking at the thunder dragon who rolled crazily on the spot, he smashed down again and again in desperate eyes!

Don't do evil, there is reincarnation!