people can be bullied

I walked out of the stone room, and there was a long and narrow path outside the stone room, the deeper it went, the darker it became.In the past, it might have hindered my walking, but now, such a little darkness doesn't affect me too much. I extend my spiritual consciousness and cover the entire stone path.

The spiritual sense of Tanlu bumped into a person, and that person ran towards me very quickly. I raised my palm and hit him without thinking, only heard a painful groan, the spiritual power hit the person and then rushed away, smashing him After a few feet, the overflowing spiritual power caused the stone path to collapse, the broken stones shattered and fell, and then the light from the outside flooded in, and the stone path lit up. Only then did I see clearly the appearance of the person who was knocked away by my spiritual power earlier.

That person is Wen Heng.

My eyes widened suddenly, and I rushed over to dig the messy gravel. My hand was scratched by the sharp gravel, dripping with blood, but I never expected to use the spiritual power to protect my body. For a moment, I felt a little bit at a loss as to what to do.

I came out of the stone room and left with all my heart, and I was merciless when I struck, completely disregarding whether the other party was dead or alive, death should be taken for granted, and life is irrelevant.But I never expected that I would hurt Wen Heng...

Injuries... yes, the wounds should be healed first.

I hurriedly helped Wen Heng up, held Wen Heng's hand, condensed the spiritual power in my body into a thread, gently poured it into his body, and slowly passed over his meridians to dissolve the condensed spiritual energy in the meridians for him.Wen Heng's right hand drooped limply, and his left hand was hit and injured by a stone again. He was in a state of embarrassment and wounded, but the first thing he said was, "Le Sheng, don't cry."

"Senior brother is fine, don't blame yourself..."

My eyes were dry, and I didn't even sweat a drop, why did I cry and cry, but Wen Heng himself suffered an unreasonable disaster and was injured so badly, so he said 'nothing', heh!He really doesn't take his body seriously, and I felt annoyed in my heart, and said coldly, "Shut up."

"What happened?" "Patriarch—!"

The noise here attracted Bai Lian's monks. They were like a group of noisy pigs. They first cried at Bai Lian's corpse, and then rushed towards me with their weapons, shouting, "How dare you plot against our Patriarch?" , I want you to pay for your life!" "The villain will die!"

Geez, it's really noisy.

My eyes were cold, as if I was looking at a pile of dead objects, I raised my hand and clicked a few times, no one could get close to where I was pointing.

Those idiots clamoring to kill me were hoisted in the air one by one as if they were being strangled by someone's neck. Wen Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise, "Le Sheng? What are you doing?"

I said, "Judgment."

"They help the evildoers, the first crime is their crime; the second crime is their speechless speech; the third crime is their lack of supernatural power—" I sent spiritual power to him to heal his wounds, and gently closed my fingers to take his life, and announced the verdict lightly : "Put to death."

Mere ants, death is not a pity.

As soon as the words fell, the faces of these cultivators flushed red immediately, hideous veins burst out of their foreheads, and they struggled in unbearable pain.It's a pity that their struggles in the face of absolute power are nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree, and a mantis' arm is like a car. From the moment they want to kill me, their ending has been set.

"Stop," Wen Heng pressed my arm firmly, his voice hoarse, his tired expression somewhat anxious, "Stop!"

"Wen Heng?" I said coldly, "You want to stop me?"

"Whose life do I want to take, who can stop me?" I slowly tightened my fingers, and the sound of bone cracking sounded one after another. Is it a high-ranking monk, who is still alive like this, and refuses to die.Most people in the world believe that gods love the world, gods are kind, and demons are vicious.However, God's kindness and generosity are never for the human race, and ants are not worthy of being treated squarely.Since you choose to fight against God, you should be prepared to pay your life for it.

"Lesheng! Stop!" Qin Zheng said.

My eyes turned cold, I looked up at Qin Zheng, and said softly, "You want to stop me?"

Qin Zheng walked towards me, knelt down in front of me, and said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm late."

My heart beat violently, the spiritual power controlling the monk froze, and the monk who was hanging in mid-air fell down like a broken thread, hit the ground, and retreated again and again in shock.

"Demon, demon!" A monk who survived by chance pointed at me tremblingly and shouted loudly, "You are the devil! Demon—!"

"Demon?" That kind of dirty thing deserves to be compared with me?My eyes turned cold, killing intent filled my eyes, and I cast a light glance at him: "Let's talk."

The monk suddenly looked like a duck whose neck had been strangled, unable to speak anything.

"Le Sheng." Wen Heng held my wrist and said, "Don't get your hands dirty because of those people."

The monk yelled indignantly when he heard the words, saying something like "You are all of the same breed." What "collusion is a shame to the righteous way." The noise was as loud as a hundred drakes crowing at the same time.

Impatient, I cast a casual glance at the monk and said, "I'm not afraid of getting dirty."

The monk was so frightened that he fell back and fell, hurriedly got up from the ground, and ran away like hell.

I looked at Wen Heng indifferently, and withdrew the hand that conveyed the spiritual power. I was undecided before, and I only thought that I had seriously injured him, but when I detected the spiritual power, I knew that he was fine.That's right, Wen Heng is the Promise Master after all, so how could he be hurt by me so easily.

"Since you're fine, I'll go first."

Qin Zheng's eyelashes trembled, and he asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

"Kunlun."