Looking at the lark struggling to escape from him like drowning in the air, song Qingshu shook his head funny.
A man is so afraid of death, but he is so reckless when he is in charge of other people's life and death.
That's tens of thousands of lives. In order to recover his flesh, the lark even doesn't hesitate to use tens of thousands of fresh lives.
At this time, he was so afraid of death and even exposed such ugliness.
"Hey, it's so ugly. What's the meaning of your life?"
With a slight sigh, song Qingshu's heart moved slightly. When he was preparing to end the ugly life of bailing, a high ah came from a distance.
"Who dares to touch my disciple?! Do you want to be the enemy of Yunhai sect? "
The sound was like the essence, and the rolling wave of divine power came from a distance. Song Qingshu saw that his look remained the same.
Against Yunhai sect? Yunhai Zong should consider whether they are qualified to be the enemy of his song Qingshu.
However, since the other party has come, won't you give some face?
When song Qingshu thought of this, a trace of banter appeared in his eyes. Then his right hand slowly raised, and a golden flame with the size of his thumb burst out in his hand. The rolling heat wave curled the long dry white hair of Bailing who had lost the protection of mana.
Originally, after hearing the voice in the distance, bailing was overjoyed and felt that he had been able to escape.
At the moment, after feeling the terrible heat wave, the terror in Bailing's heart is even more terrible.
no This man is going to kill me in front of master! Isn't this man afraid of the Revenge of Yunhai sect?!
The lark was frightened in his heart and stretched out his hand in the direction of the sound.
"Master, help me! This man wants to kill me. I don't want to die. "
The withered arm waved in the air, as if a drowning man were grasping at the nearest straw.
People in the distance obviously heard the cry for help of lark, and three black spots in the distance were galloping here.
"Up! If you dare to move the lark, I will never die with you! "
Looking at the despair and fear in his disciple's eyes, Wang Xuanyin, who has always regarded the lark as his own, drank out again.
I'm afraid others would be really frightened by Wang Xuanyin's momentum. You know, Yunhai sect is the largest in Yunhai Prefecture. It's really frightening if this sect doesn't die.
However, song Qingshu was not the one who ate this set. When he saw the three black spots approaching gradually, his hand moved slightly, and the golden flame floated to bailing in an instant.
"Ah ah! Help me, master! "
The evil sun was burning his upper body, and the lark screamed. In just a moment, he seemed to fall into the oil pot of hell. The terrible high temperature and pain from the depths of his soul made his voice like a fierce ghost.
"No! Ling'er! "
The black spot in the distance finally appeared in front of song Qingshu. Seeing that the body of Bailing was deformed at the speed visible to the naked eye, and even turned into a feeling of glass, a fat man made a sound in pain.
"Isn't it just a strange fire? Look, I've destroyed it. It's an ice day! "
Just as the fat man Wang Xuanyin was howling in pain, an old man with white robes and white hair and beard beside him hummed coldly and quickly pinched out the Dharma decision.
As soon as the old man's Dharma decision moved, the divine powers of heaven and earth gathered here like being pulled. Immediately, the amazing chill rose. The lark was frozen in a piece of cold ice. In the ice, its haggard old face had melted into a ball, which looked very scary.
"Boy, you're dead if you try to kill my Yunhai sect!"
After freezing the lark, the old man turned around with pride and cold hum, as if he had saved the lark's sexual destiny.
Beside him, besides Wang Xuanyin, there was a middle-aged man as strong as a hill. At this time, the three looked at Song Qingshu with bad eyes.
However, just as the three were about to kill the man in front of them, they saw that the other party smiled and stretched out their fingers to point to the lark behind them.
"A vain attempt? I've killed him, okay? "
Everyone was surprised when they heard the speech, especially Wang Xuanyin, the master of bailing, turned back in horror. At the moment song Qingshu spoke, they all felt that the vitality of Bailing in the ice was disappearing rapidly.
"No, linger!"
Seeing this, Wang Xuanyin looked frightened. He thought that an elder had shot. The lark had nothing to do, but he didn't expect the loss of vitality to be so sudden.
"I advise you not to break the ice, or the lark will be broken and you won't even have a memorial."
Seeing that the fat man's divine power seemed to want to break the ice to save people, song Qingshu opened his mouth with "kindness", but he didn't expect to get only a violent drink.
"Get out! You are a dead man, don't talk nonsense! "
The strong middle-aged man stood out and appeared with a huge sword, one wide and one high, looking at Song Qingshu's eyes.
At this time, song Qingshu had no divine power exposed. In their eyes, song Qingshu had no fluctuation in cultivation, but the more so, the more they dared not despise song Qingshu.
"Hiss ~"
Just as the strong man confronted song Qingshu with a sword, the old man behind him moved, and he pinched the ice from bailing.
However, the moment the ice dispersed, Wang Xuanyin's eyes were full of incredible color, and the next moment a breath of killing rose from him.
There was no trace of lark in front of him. At the moment when the cold ice dispersed, the steam rose. I saw that the lark had been burned from inside to outside, and there was only the last layer of skin. Now, without the bondage of the cold ice, this layer of skin is gone.
"You dare to kill me, linger. I'll kill you!"
Seeing the burned bones of his beloved apprentice, Wang Xuanyin stared at Song Qingshu with scarlet eyes.
Although he was angry, he didn't completely lose his mind. Just now Song Qingshu was telling them that the young man had an extraordinary foundation in front of him.
But what if you have confidence? They haven't been afraid of anything yet!
Looking at the old man, the strong man and the other side stood next to Wang Xuanyin. The three burst out of their spiritual cultivation. They looked at Song Qingshu very badly.
"I said three, why should I kill your disciples if you don't investigate?"
Looking at the three powerful monks, song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly.
No matter how old or young he was, he was reasonable. In a big way, if lark didn't want to kill countless innocent people, he wouldn't kill them.
From a small point of view, song Qingshu's intention to kill is also that the lark is unwilling to let go of the thief's heart.
Unfortunately, the people of Yunhai sect didn't seem to want to be reasonable. Wang Xuanyin directly hated.
"I don't care why. You dare to kill my disciples. Go to the funeral with you."