Divine King of All Directions

    The whole body is full of killing intent, and the void is roaring. At this moment, the temperature of the whole space is rapidly decreasing.

    Lin Tian held the little girl's body in her left hand and stepped forward step by step. The blood dyed his entire clothes with a thorn. Little Ai Ai, who is only five years old, is only five years old. It is so cute and cute on a weekday, but now it is such a miserable death in front of him, dying in endless pain. The whole small village, he could not keep one.

    Thinking about the scene of living in the village for a few days before the half-month ago, he was red-eyed and screamed.

    "God damn it!"

    "Dare to dare, dare to ruin the young son of my family, the young son of my family, all dead! you……Damn it! ”

    "Kill him!"

    Insect Race A group of strong people are crazy, and some people rush toward Lin Tian.

    "DEATH!"

    This group of Insect Race cultivator, the sword in his hand all slammed into Lin Tian, ​​and various Insect Race Secret Techniques were pressed one by one.

    For a time, this side was roaring and squeaking.

    The mighty killing of light, covering the top of Lin Tian in an instant.

    Lin Tian's clothes were dyed red, the left hand was holding the little girl's body, the right hand was lifted, and the Immortal Sword in the hand went straight.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    The intensive sword glow is in all directions, with an endless killing intent.

    He took out a sword, and the steps kept going, and the sword in his hand fell again.

    The sound of the sword is very harsh, and it is soaring in this space. His eyebrows are shining, Yin-Yang Lotus Sea is propped up, but where there is fluctuation in life, the sword glow is directly crossed, bringing a piece of glaring blood. At the same time, Yin-Yang Lotus Sea swayed, intertwined with the black and white Yin-Yang Light's yin and yang lotus petals, and rushed around like Jianguang.

    AH

    Lotus petals into the body, time, screams loudly, each and everyone Insect Race cultivator holding the head crazy struggle.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    The sword light swayed, and the Insect Race cultivator, which was screaming because of the lotus petals, was completely smashed into a blood mist.

    "God damn it!" Block him! Block him! ”

    Someone is jealous.

    There are also a lot of Insect Race cultivators in this branch tribe, and more time, more Insect Race cultivator.

    "DEATH!"

    These people have fear in their eyes, but they can't help but swear by the word "kill".

    Lin Tian's eyes were suffocating, stepping out, raising his hand and splitting a Spirit Immortal 2nd-layer's Insect Race cultivator into two segments, and the blood splashed. He countered Immortal Sword, the blade was stunned, and the other Insect Race slammed over the squatting squats, and the internal organs flowed out, spreading all over the floor. He tilted the Immortal Sword and smashed another Insect Race into pieces.

    No one can block him here.

    There is only a killing intent in his chest, just like a demon, now, only for killing.

    "Pu~"

    He took a step and the Immortal Sword was shaken again, splitting a Spirit Immortal 5-layer Insect Race cultivator.

    Blood is constantly sputtering, but when he swings his sword, there must be an Insect Race cultivator, but when he steps, there must be an Insect Race cultivator.

    "You…you……You dare to do this! ”

    A Spirit Immortal 5-layer Insect Race is a strong trembling channel.

    Staring at Lin Tian, ​​this time, the strong like this Spirit Immortal 5-layer is also afraid. Looks, Lin Tian body dyed with blood, holding a little girl's corpse, as is from the hell in the death-like, only hand carrying a sword, ruthless and brutal harvesting them this insect Race branch tribe within the life of the people, no one can block , a few powerful spirit immortal 5-layer Heaven, also lost their lives under a sword.

    Lin Tian only has a killing intent in his eyes, and Immortal Sword trembles in his hand, and comes to the Spirit Immortal 5-layer's Insect Race cultivator in one step.

    "you……"

    "Pu~"

    The blood wave spattered, and he waved Immortal Sword, which split the Insect Race cultivator.

    His eyes were ruthless and full of embarrassment, and the Immortal Sword in his hand rose again, and the blockbuster was flying.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    Blood mist blasts and stains the red surface.

    The screams and horror echoed, and the Insect Race cultivator was retreating, all of which was scared by Lin Tian at this time.

    Human

    Sen Ran’s angry voice sounded, and a majestic force was pressed, and the intertwined points were fluctuating.

    "The branch family grow up!"

    "Nice!

    "The grown up is finally here!"

    A group of Insect Race cultivators are happy.

    Insect Race The branch patriarch here is the strongman of Half-Step Grand Dao. It was just at the retreat, at the crucial moment. At this moment, he came out and looked at the collapsed young temple, watching the family and everyone who died in this tribe. Looking at the surface of the red painted by the people's blood, the time was violent, and the fierceness of the Half-Step Grand Dao level was directly pressed toward Lin Tian.

    For a moment, the void trembled and rumbling.

    “This is the power of the powerful Half-Step Grand Dao, under the Grand Dao Realm!”

    Excited by the Insect Race cultivator.

    Lin Tian raised his hand, the Immortal Sword vibrated, and a large sword glow flew out, and the open Insect Race cultivator was strangled into a blood mist on the spot.

    "court death!"

    Insect Race This Half-Step Grand Dao is even more furious. He has already started to give up the fierce pressure to Lin Tian. At this time, Lin Tian even dared to do it to other people, this is despising him!

    Dead

    The Insect Race Half-Step Grand Dao is a strong man, and his eyes are cruel. The instinct of the Insect Race Secret Technique is pressed against Lin Tian.

    Lin Tian looked up, his eyes were fierce, and the black hair of the forehead danced like a god of death, like a demon, like a ghost.

    "Om"

    The light flashes, and Samsara Chart rushes straight up, and the breath of God's sacredness is raging, killing all the killings in an instant.

    Subsequently, Samsara Chart flashed past and pressed the Half-Step Grand Dao strong underneath.

    这是

    "boom!"

    Insect Race The Half-Step Grand Dao strong choking blood on the spot, the body is cracked in the blink of an eye, flying hundreds of feet away.

    Lin Tian stepped, like a golden lightning approaching, and turned to the front of the powerful Half-Step Grand Dao.

    "you……"

    "Pu~"

    With the blood rising, he waved his sword and directly smashed the Insect Race Half-Step Grand Dao into a blood mist.

    adult

    "This…this…"No way!! How come?

    • Vision This is an illusion! ”

    The Insect Race cultivator trembled, their branch patriarch, the Half-Step Grand Dao strong, was killed so simply? !

    Lin Tian turned his head and stepped out. The sword in his hand was ruthless and numb.

    AH

    The screams sounded and there were dozens of Insect Races who were killed.

    Insect Race's Half-Step Grand Dao is not weak. Normally, he is not so easy to kill each other, but now it is different. Today, his chest is full of killing, directly pressed by King's domain Samsara Chart, while The last sword also contained his full strength now, and it seemed to kill a Half-Step Grand Dao strong like a scribble.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    The blood blasted and the sword in his hand smashed the Insect Race cultivator again and again. Some of the Insect Race cultivator's blood even splashed on him, making him look awkward.

    "Run!" Let's go

    The screams and horror continued to echo, and many Insect Race cultivators gave up the resistance and fled the family.

    However, it didn't work at all. Lin Tian improved the Yin-Yang Step to the 5th-layer. Today's speed is better than the average Grand Dao. How can these ordinary Insect Race cultivators escape before his eyes and can't escape? Here.

    AH

    The screams are harsh and continually ringing.

    Lin Tian's eyes are reddish, holding the little girl's body, the killing intent in the chest like the sea, the vast Divine Sense completely shrouds the entire branch tribe of the Insect Race, the sword in the hand keeps squatting, repulsively harvesting each and everyone Insect Race cultivator life.

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    "Pu~"

    At this time, in the branch tribe of Insect Race, only the blood is sputtering, only the screams and horror are echoing.

    Lin Tian, ​​like a god of death, smashed a temple building and killed each and everyone Insect Race cultivator. Until a quarter of an hour later, the branch of Insect Race was completely reddened by blood, and the body of the Insect Race cultivator fell to the ground. Hundreds of Insect Race strong players, including a strong Half-Step Grand Dao, none survived and were all killed by him.

    Bloody smell floated in the air, Lin Tian clothesblood, he looked down at the little girl holding his eyes, his chest felt like a sword passed through, even though he had smashed all the cultivators of the branch of Insect Race, he never felt a bit better. .

    He put away Immortal Sword, holding the body of the little girl, and re-entered the former hall building, and found the remains of the other villagers in the village and the corpses of the children who were practicing boxing, with the little girl. The body was taken away.

    Stepping on the void, he stepped away and soon returned to the village.

    The sky has gradually dimmed. The small village that was originally lively and peaceful is now dead. Only the bloody smell is floating in the air. The bodies of more than 20 old people fall to the ground. No one cares.

    Lin Tian left the village with the bodies of more than 20 old people and went to an ordinary old forest near the village. Sword Qi swept an area, excavated nearly 100 graves, and then took the bodies of more than 20 old people and him. Insect Race The villagers brought back by the branch tribe were buried with the bodies of the children, and Yiyi inserted a wooden tombstone.

    Finally, he placed the little girl's body in a small grave. Sapphire crystal, dyed with a little blood, lying quietly on the chest of the little girl, looking at the little girl's body, thinking about the little girl's cute and cute before, he used to hold his trousers and stick to his side with a small hand. He felt sore in his nose and his chest was depressed.

    He waved and pushed the soil layer with the soft Divine Power, slowly burying the little girl's body and setting up a tombstone.

    "Call ~~~~~~"

    The Scorpio has been completely dark, and the old forest, a burst of light winds, brought a piece of dead leaves, it seems very cold.

    Lin Tian stood quietly in front of the little girl's tomb, her eyes stunned from time to time, and sometimes it was a night.

    In the early morning, the morning sun rose and sprinkled a little light on the land.

    Lin Tian looked at the small tomb in front of her eyes, and her eyes finally fell on the tombstone of the little girl. She always felt a bit stinging in her eyes. The five-year-old child, the most innocent time, is now lying in the tomb and leaving the world.

    Staring at the little girl's tomb, he couldn't say a word. After half a turn, he turned and left, only the killing intent in his eyes.