Chapter 332 Gui Wu: I'm just explaining

I really understand.

I really don't see any friendliness in it.

They had seen many tragic things, but they felt that none of them could compare to what was happening before their eyes. It was too tragic, and the disciples of Chiyang Longting were chopped to death and cried for their parents.

Time passed quickly, from day to dark, and from dark to day.

During this period, the wailing and screaming never stopped.

They seemed to have heard the voice of their predecessors.

"Hehe, I found you."

"Don't hide, I have already found you."

"You hide in a hole but stick your butt out. Aren't you afraid of getting your butt chopped off?"

Is this the voice of a senior?

They think not.

Gradually, the screaming stopped.

It’s not that the disciples of Chiyang Dragon Court didn’t want to shout, but there was really no one who could shout alive.

Gui Wudao said: "Your senior Xuan Dian is just like this. He likes to do everything by himself, and there are too many monsters in Chiyang Dragon Court, so he has to chop them down until now."

Song Qun nodded, "Master, we are not in a hurry."

Gui Wudao: "It is not easy for you to maintain your true self in such a turbid world of cultivation. I admire you very much, but you can rest assured that the so-called Ten Sects of the Immortal Path and the Four Sects of the Demon Path will no longer exist."

Hearing this, Song Qun and others were shocked. The person who could say such words must be so domineering and powerful. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

He would never believe it even if you kill him.

Now that he saw the Chiyang Dragon Court being destroyed, he truly believed it.

"Master, where is the Demon Saint King?" Song Qun asked.

Gui Wudao: "As for the demon tribe, your senior Xuandian has already been there. In fact, the demon tribe is not what you imagine. They were driven to the wilderness by these so-called immortals and demons, and they suffered greatly from them. Sometimes they even have to bear the bad reputation for them."

"I see."

Just when Song Qun and the others thought they had learned another piece of the truth, they saw their senior floating in the air, with thick black fog all over his body. There seemed to be something densely packed with yin energy in the black fog.

Even though they were far apart, the yin energy that came over still made them feel a chill.

Gui Wu is now like a commentator, saying tirelessly: "Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, this is the Dao Soul released by your predecessor, a member of the underworld, specializing in clearing the souls of these monsters."

Song Qun and his companions looked at each other.

to be honest.

Some of the methods used by their predecessors were beyond their imagination.

In their perception, the visions displayed by such an upright senior must be upright, vast and majestic.

But now I feel a gloomy feeling, an indescribable sense of contrast.

Gui Wu seemed to see what they were thinking and pointed at the black clouds that filled the sky and earth.

"That's the Daoyun of your senior Xuan Dian. He once said that purple air came from the east. Well, you can just take this as it is."

Sometimes, Gui Wu also finds it difficult to explain.

I can only explain it reluctantly.

Apart from anything else, at least he has not yet been able to talk nonsense with a sincere face like his former fellow Taoist.

Not long after.

The black clouds dissipated and the Tao soul returned.

Lin Fan came in front of them and said with a smile: "It's all over. Sorry to have kept you waiting. The Master and I have other things to do later. These people will be left to you."

"Don't worry, senior. We will definitely send these people back to their original places." Song Qun promised.

Lin Fan said, "I will leave it to you. I am relieved. Each of you take a strand of hair and I will record you in the underworld. If you die in the future, I can lead you to the underworld. You can serve in the underworld or be reincarnated."

For Song Qun and his people, the underworld is a very unfamiliar thing. Here, there is no such thing as reincarnation.

But they have great trust in their predecessors.

They all took off a strand of hair and handed it to their senior.

Soon, they seemed to have a sense that they had a home in the future.

Song Qun and his men came to the Dharma Boat and used their magic power to activate it, causing it to soar into the air. The captured women knew that the people in front of them were here to save them. The only person who had caused them severe trauma was Lin Fan.

The scene of the stabbing happened right in front of them.

Bloody, brutal, and terrifying.

It has a great impact on their fragile hearts.

The Dharma Boat sailed away with a whoosh.

On the Dharma Boat, Song Qun and others leaned against each other, no one spoke, and they seemed to be recalling the time they spent with Senior Xuan Dian.

“It was a dreamlike encounter.”

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"Yeah, I never thought there would be such a terrifying senior. But why have we never heard of it before?"

"I feel that senior is not from our world." When Song Qun said this, everyone was stunned and looked at him in unison.

Song Qun looked up at the sky and said, "Because the underworld and reincarnation that you mentioned are not in our world. If a righteous person like you were from our world, he would definitely not sit idly by and wait until now to take action."

Everyone heard and pondered.

I just think it makes so much sense.

The next day, above an immortal gate, Lin Fan held up the bloody axe of righteousness and looked down at the immortal gate that was littered with broken limbs.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that these so-called immortal sects and demonic sects are fully aware of you, and all the masters in the immortal sects have left." Gui Wu said.

Lin Fan sighed softly, "The monsters are indeed monsters. Since they knew I was coming, why didn't they inform them? Obviously, they wanted to use these disciples to appease me from killing them, but unfortunately, this is impossible."

At this time, there are still some disciples alive in this immortal sect.

They sat slumped in a sea of ​​blood, staring blankly ahead, obviously frightened out of their wits, not reacting at all.

They never thought that the sect where they practiced would encounter such a thing.

Where is the leader?

Where is the ancestor?

Can you guys take a look? The immortals are about to be killed by the other side.

Lin Fan landed in front of the surviving disciples, walked up to one of them, stretched out his hand, lifted the other's chin, and stared at him.

"I didn't kill you for any other reason than that you saved yourselves. You must be suffering a lot being surrounded by these monsters. It's okay now. Go away and don't learn bad things in the future."

Lin Fan's voice was gentle, and contained a soothing power. After all, the killing was too cruel and it still had a significant impact on them.

He was really afraid that this would leave an indelible shadow on those who survived.

But there's no way.

It is really difficult to find those that are not killed among a group of monsters. You can only kill them one by one.

Gradually.

These terrified and stunned disciples came to their senses.

Although not as dull as before, there was still fear in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan.

Sudden.

Lin Fan raised his head and looked into the void.

Someone is spying here.

(End of this chapter)