After the sword bone was dug out, I slaughtered the entire protagonist group

Chapter 156 Lingmeng, do you only have those 5 million in your eyes?

"Lanying collected your cultivation and wanted to keep it for herself. I beat her to it and stored your cultivation. But there is a rat spirit who wants to swallow your cultivation!"

At the end of Feng Wuxiu's speech, his tone became agitated, as if he was really fighting for Lingmeng.

"and then?"

Feng Wuxiu smiled and said in a tone of begging for praise.

"Then I beat it to death with one slap. Sister, don't worry, I won't allow anyone in this world to think about everything about you except me."

Lingmeng smiled as she thought of the prototype of the heartthrob system.

Feng Wuxiu didn't get Lingmeng's praise, and his expression became disappointed again.

Lingmeng didn't want to see his expression, as if she was the one who did something wrong back then.

She decided to ask.

"The eight male protagonists are all your clones?"

"Yes!"

Feng Wuxiu looked determined: "It's all me, I can't accept that sister, you fall in love with other men!"

Lingmeng felt like vomiting after hearing his words like this.

But she was forced down.

"Then why is my cultivation in your eight clones?"

Feng Wuxiu pursed his lips, his expression changed from unwilling to speak to helpless having to speak.

"Your cultivation is something you have worked hard to cultivate bit by bit. They are part of your body. If you have cultivation in my clones, you will be attracted to my eight clones unconsciously."

It turned out to be the case.

So when the sword spirit of Flaming Soul Splitting Sword existed in this world instead of her, what he loved was not Ye Xuan, but her cultivation in Ye Xuan's body.

"Where is Ling Yu now?"

Among the nine male protagonists, only Feng Wuxiu is left. As the heroine, it is unreasonable not to appear.

"She."

A coldness flashed in Feng Wuxiu's eyes.

"Lanying brought her here and tried to confuse me with her in my sister's face. I was very angry, so I devoured her."

died?

Died so hastily?

Why don't you show her readers the specific details?
unreasonable!
It is unreasonable!

"Sister..."

Feng Wuxiu stepped forward, grabbed Lingmeng's hand again, and placed it on his heart, "I know I deceived you, and my crime is unforgivable, but you also killed me nine times, even if there is a huge difference between us, We should clear up our grievances. We have missed 1000 years of time. I don’t want to miss the second 1000 years or the third 1000 years. I just want to stay with you forever, so can you... take a look Me, fall in love with me?"

He looked sincere and sincere.

Those bright eyes allowed Lingmeng to see herself clearly.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to a person's soul.

There is nothing wrong with that.

When Feng Wuxiu's eyes became painfully cloudy, Lingmeng couldn't see her reflection clearly in his eyes.

"Well--"

Feng Wuxiu groaned in pain, widened his eyes, and looked at her in disbelief.

"Sister, you...you..."

He did not continue to speak, because Lingmeng had slowly pulled out the flame soul-breaking sword inserted in his heart.

The burning heat and pain caused by the sword made his internal organs feel as if they had been severely kneaded and beaten, and his limbs and bones seemed to have been shattered. The pain was so painful that he could not utter a complete sentence at all.

Lingmeng in front of him was expressionless, "Mozun, the show is too much."

Feng Wuxiu was astonished.

He has said so much, isn't Lingmeng moved?
Shouldn't she be moved to the point of crying, and then love him so much that she can't help herself, and promise to love him?

Didn't she love him once?
Why can she still stab her flaming soul-splitting sword directly into his heart while he is expressing his heart?

His face was a little pale and his tone was a little weak: "Sister, I, I don't know what you are talking about."

Lingmeng pulled out the sword, looked at the red blood on the blade that was so thick that it was about to turn black, and sighed softly.

"Your heart is really dark."

"Sister!"

Feng Wuxiu asked loudly: "Why? Why do you want to hurt me?"

Lingmeng sneered, with contempt on her palm-sized face.

"Devil! Do you really think that your thoughts and tricks can deceive me? Can you deceive Heaven?"

Feng Wuxiu was shocked.

"You, what do you mean?"

Ling Meng raised her sword and stabbed him while still talking.

"What do you mean? Of course all of this is just a game of heaven to really let you die!"

Whether it's her, Lan Ying, or Feng Wuxiu, they are all just a part of the Tiandao chess game.

Feng Wuxiu dodged while still trying to coax Lingmeng.

"Sister, why don't you believe me? I really love you, I didn't lie to you, everything I said is true!"

Lingmeng said nothing and showed no mercy in the movements of her hands.

After fifty or sixty moves between the two, Feng Wuxiu was sure that Lingmeng really wanted to kill him, rather than simply talking about it, and then he was willing to accept that his plan had failed.

he asked puzzledly.

"When did Tiandao's chess game start? How did sister know that I was lying to you?"

Lingmeng squinted at him: "You want to know the cause and effect?"

"Yes."

Finally let him know where he lost.

Lingmeng raised her eyebrows, thinking that she had become a god and did not know "what the pangolin said before it died" in "XX Big Incident", she smiled mischievously.

"I won't tell you! Humph!"

She let Feng Wuxiu die and there is no peace!
The two sides fought for half a month, during which Lingmeng was beaten by Feng Wuxiu until her heart was about to break!

When Feng Wuxiu was about to hit Lingmeng with another ultimate move, Bai Yun happened to go out of the test, using his divine power and body to block Lingmeng's slap.

Lingmeng looked at Bai Yun, who had just transformed into an immortal and was knocked back to his original form, feeling moved and guilty at the same time.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to use the ninth and final move of Shenlong Jue, Shenlong Nine Swords, to completely kill Feng Wuxiu.

Shenlong Nine Swords, as the name suggests.

The person holding the sword will be divided into eight clones, holding the same sword as the main body.

The eight avatars will be arranged in the shape of a pyramid according to Lingmeng's position.

When Lingmeng launches an attack, the eight clones will immediately disperse, attacking from the east, south, west, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest, and the main body at the same time.

In the past, if the flame soul-splitting sword stabbed a demon, the demon's soul would be incinerated. What's more, nine flame soul-splitting swords were inserted into Feng Wuxiu's body at the same time?
Demon Lord Feng Wuxiu must die!
When nine swords were inserted into Feng Wuxiu's forehead, neck, shoulders, heart, left and right thighs and calves, Feng Wuxiu looked at Lingmeng in front of him, unable to believe it and unable to accept it.

"Sister, when you saw me resurrected, you looked at me with a dazed and nostalgic expression. You were obviously in love with me, why did you kill me so cruelly?"

Lingmeng casually took back his sword.

The eight clones also disappeared one after another.

She responded casually, "How can I make you believe that I still have feelings for you after 1000 years if I am not in a trance and my heart beats faster? If you don't believe that I have feelings for you, how can you allow me to get close to you?" Your body, give me the chance to hurt you?"

"good very good!"

Feng Wuxiu nodded for the last time before he died: "If there is an afterlife..."

"Snapped!"

Lingmeng raised her hand and slapped Feng Wuxiu on the mouth, preventing him from finishing his sentence.

"An afterlife! You will not have an afterlife! Die with peace of mind!"

In order to prevent Feng Wu from being repaired, Lingmeng also smashed his six souls and seven souls into pieces with the artifact given to her by Tiandao.

Even Feng Wuxiu's hair and fine hair, Lingmeng didn't let go!

She split them all in half vertically, and then used Taishang Laojun's Samadhi True Fire to burn them completely, giving Feng Wuxiu no chance to survive!

After Tiandao got the fragmented six souls and seven souls, he sprinkled those fragmented dregs all over each small world, so that he could not sense each other's existence.

After doing all this, Tiandao transformed into an old man, walked down from the tree of heaven, and asked Lingmeng.

"Mission accomplished, what do you want?"

At this time, Lingmeng has changed into the God of War costume and returned to the heaven.

Lingmeng thought for a while, "I want to return to modern times and inherit the 5 million."

Tiandao was speechless for a moment, and asked tentatively.

"You only have the 5 million in your eyes? You don't want to be a female emperor in charge of the heaven?"

(End of this chapter)