Bai Ji shouted loudly: "Luo Jianqing!"
At that moment, a cyan figure flashed behind him, and Bai Ji instinctively turned to look. He saw a handsome face, smiling faintly, looking at him helplessly. His cyan robes rustled in the wind, and Luo Jianqing's lips moved. Bai Ji quickly tightened his grip on his gun, but before he could do anything else, he felt a chill in his chest.
When he lowered his head again, a sword light had pierced his chest.
Only then did he hear Luo Jianqing's words clearly: "The village chief's life is far more important than yours."
Bai Ji's eyes widened, his eyes were about to burst, and blood was actually flowing from his eyes, but he could no longer utter a word.
Until his death, he never imagined that the man in front of him wanted to deal with him without even drawing his sword. He could send him to hell with just a ray of sword light condensed in his hand.
What followed was a massacre without any suspense.
Luo Jianqing swept his sword down, killing almost all the cultivators below the Out-of-Body Stage, who fell into the water one after another. The four or five Mahayana and Tribulation Stage masters roared and rushed towards him, but among them, the highest cultivation level was only in the late Mahayana stage. Luo Jianqing grasped the Frost Floating Sword and used the "Nine Lotuses Heaven-Seizing Record" to seize the spiritual power of heaven and earth. With a single sword strike, he blew away a head.
In the blink of an eye, only the last Bai family elder, who was in the Tribulation Crossing stage, remained on the scene. He was so frightened that he felt like a sieve, and he didn't even have the strength to hold his spear. The spear in his hand fell into the Dream Demon River and was swept away by the white waves.
Luo Jianqing's eyes narrowed, and he raised his sword to stab, but before the sword came down, a golden sword light passed by his eyes, and the elder died.
Luo Jianqing looked up at Xuan Lingzi in surprise: "Master?"
The white-robed venerable had a solemn expression. He slowly flew to Luo Jianqing's side and couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the blood off the latter's face. Xuan Lingzi wiped it carefully, and Luo Jianqing looked at him blankly.
After a long time, Xuan Lingzi finally muttered, his voice hoarse, "Jianqing, what on earth have you been through in the past twenty years to..."
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes and said, "Master, you have seen that I am too ruthless in killing people and never show mercy. Do you think that I am... no longer the same as before?" He forced a smile, but his voice was mixed with the loss and trembling that was difficult to conceal.
Xuan Lingzi suddenly reached out and pulled Luo Jianqing into his arms. Luo Jianqing's eyes widened as he stared blankly at the warmth of the embrace.
"Jianqing, your master is here... I will never let you go through that again."
Luo Jianqing slowly closed his eyes and hugged the only person in his life in the vast fog.
At this moment, in the Bai family ancestral hall, a sudden thunderbolt struck from the sky, smashing down on the hall. The Bai family members, terrified, rushed to the hall. Inside this spacious hall, three thousand incense sticks were used to offer a thousand wooden tablets of their natal charts. Each tablet had a name written on it, all of which belonged to direct descendants.
When the thunder struck, more than twenty wooden signs on the bottom layer shattered.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
From the seventh floor, all the way up!
All one hundred wooden signs were broken. Finally, when the second
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