"Oh~ let me take a look." Yuan Lintian's momentum at this time was obviously much stronger than before, but after Liangchen sensed it, he found that there seemed to be no improvement.
As Yuan Lintian spoke, he waved his hand, and a ray of red light shot into Liangchen's body.
Liangchen was startled and wanted to stop him, but found that he had no power to resist in his current state. He suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart, but when he looked up, he saw Yuan Lintian's expression changed, and he quickly retracted his hand as if a needle pricked him.
"ah!?"
"The situation in your body is even worse than my current situation. Although I can sense a familiar breath in your body, I don't know why the blood soul thread was instantly wiped out as soon as it entered your body. I'm sorry that I can't do anything. ." Yuan Lintian shook his head and looked Liangchen up and down and said.
"Alas~" Liangchen sighed immediately upon hearing this. He faintly noticed a slight change in Yuan Lintian's tone, and then asked calmly: "How is your current situation?"
"Although that evil spirit has been temporarily suppressed, it may not be possible to eliminate it all in a short time." Yuan Lintian shook his head again, and then looked at Bai Ling affectionately, "But now I I can clearly feel a powerful force within my body!"
After saying that, he stepped up with one leg, struck a weird posture, pointed one hand in the air, and a golden light overflowed from the fingertips. As soon as he lifted the finger, it disappeared instantly, and the next moment, there was a loud noise a hundred feet away!
"Crack!" The golden light hit the light curtain. After a burst of crackling sounds, the light curtain covering the sky shook and exploded!
The light curtain was a mountain-protecting formation that was activated again after several tribes escaped. Although its power was greatly reduced after a battle, it was too terrifying to break the formation with one blow!
Yuan Lintian seemed to be extremely satisfied with the power of this finger, with a big smile on his face. Then he turned to look at the astonished Liangchen and Bai Ling, and laughed up to the sky.
"Ha ha ha ha!!!"
Laughter spread leisurely throughout the valley and echoed for a long time.
"It's time to put the grudges of the past to rest!" After a long time, he took out a token and gently injected a trace of soul power. The token bloomed and lit up. He said to the token: "I have conquered the Witch King. Inheritance! The day for the Yuan family to be revitalized has arrived, so hurry up and come to Sun Touching Peak!"
It was the order issued to those sporadic hidden piles of the Yuan family.
"Holy Shou, how about joining the king in conquering the four corners of the world and ruling this witchcraft territory?" Yuan Lintian thought for a moment, then turned to Liangchen and extended an invitation.
"My current situation is extremely dangerous. If I'm not careful, my baby will be destroyed. I'm afraid I can't accompany you!" Looking at his expression and movements, Liangchen had already faintly noticed something strange. When he suddenly heard his invitation, he felt in his heart There was some instinctive resistance.
"I am able to reach this point only because of the power of the Holy Guardian. Now that I have conquered the world, how can I let you return injured?!"
"As for your injuries, I will help you heal them after visiting Wu Territory. You don't have to worry too much!" Yuan Lintian was a little unhappy when he heard that he was leaving, but then he quietly covered up his displeasure. Persuasion again.
"Well, I'll practice for a while first and then make plans." Liangchen thought for a moment and nodded.
"Haha!" Seeing that his tone relaxed, Yuan Lintian's face lit up and he laughed again. He turned around to see Bai Ling, and a trace of tenderness finally appeared in his eyes: "Ling'er, how are you?"
"I'm fine. I'm just a little weak after repeatedly casting spells to help you suppress the evil spirit in your body. As long as you're fine!" Bai Ling replied softly.
"Thank you for your hard work, my Ling'er. When I get rid of those people, this Wujiang will be mine and your world from now on!" Yuan Lintian stepped forward and hugged Bai Ling into his arms, and said proudly.
"Lintian, let's not kill so many people, okay?" Bai Ling felt a chill in her heart as she listened to his soft words.
"Well, I'll listen to you. I'll listen to you." Yuan Lintian nodded quickly.
. . .
A few months later.
The main city of the Yue Clan in Wujiang is Tianwei City.
A man and a woman are standing in the air outside the city. The man has eight wings behind him, and the woman is completely clothed in plain clothes.
Although there were only two people, thousands of people in the city felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
There is a large village in the center of the city. The middle position is empty, with more than a dozen elders sitting on both sides.
Everyone's face was earth-colored, their brows were furrowed, and the atmosphere on the field was solemn and oppressive, making people breathless.
"You guys should say something!" A thin-faced old man with a gray beard in the first seat on the left broke the silence.
"I don't believe he can destroy our Tianwei City alone!" Another old man sitting next to him couldn't help but said.
"If the spirit of King Yue in the sky knows that we have not sent out any troops, he will surrender. I will have no shame to face these old men!" A square-faced elder sitting at the bottom also echoed.
"King Yue was killed by one of his moves, and even Jiu Ying could not escape. Such strength is not something we can resist." An elder in black across from him stroked his beard, seemingly stating a fact. , but expressed his attitude inadvertently.
"We have a large city defense formation, plus thousands of tribesmen, we are not without the power to fight!" Another round-faced elder heard his words with disdain.
"Now the world is in chaos, King Zhi destroyed the sect, King Ting surrendered, our Yue family is leaderless, King Yue and the young master have perished together. How can we resist the Witch King when he comes again?" the first old man on the right sighed.
"Yes, today is the deadline, we can't delay it any longer!" someone beside him agreed.
"I think you just want to surrender! When we destroyed the Yuan family, you killed many people! Do you think surrendering will save you from death?" The square-faced elder opposite said viciously.
"What are you talking about? The evil star said he would give us three days to consider whether he would surrender or kill him. Look at King Ting and his family, they were all safe and sound after surrendering." The elder in black retorted.
"Prince Ting, what do you mean, Prince Ting? The young ladies of the Ting family are now the witch queens established by evil stars. Of course they are fine! Can we be the same?"
"You want to fight for your life? Although there are fewer people in Zhizong than us, it is not inevitable that the sect will be destroyed in the end!"
"If you want to surrender, go ahead. I will never surrender anyway!"
"..."
As he said this, everyone started quarreling.
Just as everyone was shouting, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky!
Accompanied by thunder, the ground shook and the mountains shook. Everyone's hearts trembled in shock, and their clothes flew out of the village.
"No need to think about it anymore! I'll send you to meet the dead souls of the Yuan family!" A cold voice came leisurely.
Above the city gate, Kong Yuan Lintian's face was full of impatience, his eyes were filled with blood, and he waved one hand repeatedly, and streaks of golden light shot out from his fingertips.
Outside the city, layers of silver-white light curtains appeared one after another like held-up umbrellas, forming a huge silver shield that covered the entire city!
But the golden light was like thunder from the sky, falling densely on it. In just a few breaths, it made the silver shield tremble, making it somewhat unbearable.
"How is this possible!" Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions finally changed. This was completely beyond their understanding. Even the great witch couldn't have such a method!
Just as the formation was about to break, an accident happened!
Suddenly the sky darkened, the golden light suddenly disappeared, and the thunder stopped.
"This???" Everyone was surprised. When they looked closely, they saw the lips of the woman next to them moving slightly, as if she was transmitting something.
After hearing the woman's words, a hint of tenderness appeared on Yuan Lintian's face, and he stopped his movements:
"I'll give you ten more breaths, surrender, or perish!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately started arguing fiercely again, but thinking of his demon-like methods just now, everyone's heartbeats started to tremble again.
Suddenly an elder rushed out and shouted: "Witch King! I am willing to surrender!"
Upon hearing this, people rushed out one after another.
At the same time, those who hesitated began to kneel to the ground.
Those who were unwilling to surrender quickly retreated, some rushed into the underground secret passage, and some disappeared into the teleportation array.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Bai Ling's eyes finally showed a hint of relief, and suddenly the young man's words before leaving echoed in her ears again:
"Although Lintian has refined the blood evil spirit now, he has become one with the blood evil spirit!"
"He wants to be the Witch King now. Firstly, he wants to unify the Witchland. Secondly, he wants to avenge the Yuan family for annihilation. One is the way of killing, and the other is the way of revenge. I am afraid he will get deeper and deeper. Now he can only listen to If you go in, only you can stop his killing!"
"I don't know if he is the Lone Star of the Heavenly Evil, but from the moment you were led by the demonic fire with him in the Wenxin Cave, I know that you are his guardian! Protect him well!"
"This time you go on an expedition, I will leave here! See you again if we are destined!"
Bai Ling looked into the distance and whispered:
"Goodbye!"
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