Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Not only was he unable to gain any advantage in terms of words, but he was also humiliated over and over again, causing a sensation in the whole world. When had the Seven Palaces of Yama suffered such humiliation?

It's not enough to say anything, but since the words can't be said, the only way to restore dignity is to kill Fang Lin.

So full of anger, the old man stopped talking. Under the fierce and fierce eyes, he slowly raised his hands.

"Boy, I'll give you one last minute. If you have any last words, just say them quickly. ??

When we, the Seven Palaces of Hell, bloodbath Fenghuang Village, I will be kind enough to bring them to you, and then send them to reunite with you.

Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting down there for too long, only three to five days at most. "

In the old man's opinion, no matter how powerful Fang Lin is, he can only be arrogant and arrogant in Handong, and he has no qualifications to be compared with him, a globally wanted person with international influence.

So from the beginning to the end, the old man didn't take Fang Lin seriously at all, and he didn't regard him as an opponent at all. At this time, he still had a condescending attitude, full of disdain.

"You won't have that chance." Fang Lin said very relaxedly and coldly.

"Haha... your father was still a sperm when I became famous. You are an uneducated thing. I will teach you a lesson today for your ancestors, so that you can know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young."

After all, he was a senior, and he was also a top player who once made a sensation all over the world. Fang Lin's indifferent attitude was already a great provocation.

Being humiliated again by a young junior, the old man was already filled with anger.

After gritting his teeth and scolding him angrily, the old man stopped talking nonsense and quickly drew a half-circle in the air with his hands crossed.

There was a sway of trees and grass all around, and countless dust, stones, dead branches and leaves all flew towards the old man as if they had eyes.

In an instant, countless debris, pulled by the old man's energy, formed a huge ball that could trap hundreds of people.

"What a powerful force."

To achieve this, Zhu Chunshou, as a heaven-level warrior, is still confident. After just one move, he was afraid that he would either die or be seriously injured.

But looking at the old man again, although he looked a little struggling, he was still in control. Based on this alone, Zhu Chunshou knew that the other party was still a little better than him.

Although it was obvious at a glance that the old man wanted to kill Fang Lin with one move, Zhu Chunshou was not very worried.

What really frightened him was that one of the Seven Halls of Yama was already so powerful. If the remaining six people came together in a while, looking at the whole world, could anyone really be able to stop him?

From Zhu Chunshou's perspective, it was difficult to find opponents in the entire world, so how could Fang Lin fight against them?

Even though Zhu Chunshou's ability against Fang Lin is still difficult to predict, he is still so young after all. No matter how powerful he is, he has to have a bottom line. He really can't predict what his next fate will be like?

"Is it powerful? It seems like nothing more than that!

But, to be honest, you are really good at this. At least you don’t have to worry about finding a job. At least you can be a sanitation worker or something, which is more than enough! "

"What's the point of just pretending to be verbal? I want to see how capable you are?

Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly. I will slowly torture you little by little every day, making your life worse than death every day.

to one hundred years old. "

A sinister sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and the old man's brows quickly widened and he said excitedly.

He suffered more humiliation from Fang Lin today than in his entire life. As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stopped talking nonsense. After roaring, he quickly pushed forward with both palms.

The huge ball shot out like a huge bolt of lightning in an instant, and less than five meters away from Fang Lin, it was like a powerful bomb. It exploded quickly after a loud bang, as if it was black and dense. A swarm of bees rushed towards Fang Lin.

What he was waiting for was this move. Fang Lin quickly turned his hands in the air, and a large amount of Qi was quickly released. The newly dispersed balls came together again and hovered in the air, spinning rapidly. No matter what the old man did, No matter how hard I try, I can never make any progress.

"Hui...Huilong Jue? Hasn't Huilong Jue been lost a long time ago? You...what's your relationship with that old man? Ah..."

Suddenly, the old man froze on the spot as if struck by thunder, looking at Fang Lindao with horror on his face.

Just when he was stunned, the golden elixir in Fang Lin's body quickly accelerated, he pushed forward with both palms, and the giant ball reversed like lightning and hit the old man's chest hard.

He felt as if he had received a heavy iron fist on his chest. The huge force made the old man completely lose his center of gravity. As a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, he was also lifted out like a kite with its string cut off.

Although Fang Lin had expected the result, the old man's words still surprised him.

This is the first time for this guy to be able to tell the name of his technique at a glance for so long.

"Young Master Fang, leave the rest to me! There will definitely be several fierce battles ahead, so you need to recover quickly."

Zhu Chunshou is indeed no match for the old man in his prime. But naturally he would not be taken seriously at this time. Considering that there must be several life-and-death battles ahead, he quickly persuaded him kindly.

"This guy won't consume too much of my energy, so it's okay."

Fang Lin said nonchalantly as he walked slowly towards the old man.

Is this okay?

His words instantly stunned Zhu Chunshou completely. It is no exaggeration to say that if it were him, he would definitely be dead or injured. But Fang Lin was really like a normal person. He really couldn't guess Fang Lin's ability through his own imagination.

He was already injured by the counter-shock of the true energy, and after being thrown from a height of more than ten meters, the old man felt as if his whole body was falling apart and in excruciating pain, and his body felt like it was overturning.

Although I tried to sit up several times through hard work, I was so painful that I had to give up every time.

"Haha... boy, you have some skills! It's hard... no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, awesome."

But when he met Fang Lin again, the old man didn't give in at all, and sneered provocatively.

"Now is it time to know the power of my Weiwei Huaxia?"

With a quick flash of his body, he reached forward with his right hand and latched onto the old man's throat. Fang Lin raised him above his head with an extremely cold expression and said coldly.

"It's... amazing, I am convinced that I lost. No... but you can't even expect to know anything from me, because... because of your ability, we all know it very well... Pfft..."

His life was hanging by a thread, but the old man didn't resist at all, not even kicking his feet. Anyway, he showed a very weird sneer, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth. Not only was he unable to gain any advantage in terms of words, but he was also humiliated over and over again, causing a sensation in the whole world. When had the Seven Palaces of Yama suffered such humiliation?

It's not enough to say anything, but since the words can't be said, the only way to restore dignity is to kill Fang Lin.

So full of anger, the old man stopped talking. Under the fierce and fierce eyes, he slowly raised his hands.

"Boy, I'll give you one last minute. If you have any last words, please say them quickly.

When we, the Seven Palaces of Hell, bloodbath Fenghuang Village, I will be kind enough to bring them to you, and then send them to reunite with you.

Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting down there for too long, only three to five days at most. "

In the old man's opinion, no matter how powerful Fang Lin is, he can only be arrogant and arrogant in Handong, and he has no qualifications to be compared with him, a globally wanted person with international influence.

So from the beginning to the end, the old man didn't take Fang Lin seriously at all, and he didn't regard him as an opponent at all. At this time, he still had a condescending attitude, full of disdain.

"You won't have that chance." Fang Lin said very relaxedly and coldly. ??

"Haha... your father was still a sperm when I became famous. You are an uneducated thing. I will teach you a lesson today for your ancestors, so that you can know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young."

After all, he was a senior, and he was also a top player who once made a sensation all over the world. Fang Lin's indifferent attitude was already a great provocation.

Being humiliated again by a young junior, the old man was already filled with anger.

After gritting his teeth and scolding him angrily, the old man stopped talking nonsense and quickly drew a half-circle in the air with his hands crossed.

There was a sway of trees and grass all around, and countless dust, stones, dead branches and leaves all flew towards the old man as if they had eyes.

In an instant, countless debris, pulled by the old man's energy, formed a huge ball that could trap hundreds of people.

"What a powerful force."

To achieve this, Zhu Chunshou, as a heaven-level warrior, is still confident. After just one move, I was afraid that I would either die or be seriously injured.

But looking at the old man again, although he looked a little struggling, he was still in control. Based on this alone, Zhu Chunshou knew that the other party was still a little better than him.

Although it was obvious at a glance that the old man wanted to kill Fang Lin with one move, Zhu Chunshou was not very worried.

What really frightened him was that one of the Seven Halls of Yama was already so powerful. If the remaining six people came together in a while, looking at the whole world, could anyone really be able to stop him?

From Zhu Chunshou's perspective, it was difficult to find opponents in the entire world, so how could Fang Lin fight against them?

Even though Zhu Chunshou's ability against Fang Lin is still difficult to predict, he is still so young after all. No matter how powerful he is, he has to have a bottom line. He really can't predict what his next fate will be like?

"Is it powerful? It seems like nothing more than that!

But, to be honest, you are really good at what you do. At least you don’t have to worry about finding a job. At least you can be a sanitation worker or something, which is more than enough! "

"What's the point of just pretending to be verbal? I want to see how capable you are?

Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly. I will slowly torture you little by little every day, making your life worse than death every day.

to one hundred years old. "

A sinister sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and the old man's brows quickly widened and he said excitedly.

He suffered more humiliation from Fang Lin today than in his entire life. As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stopped talking nonsense. After roaring, he quickly pushed forward with his palms.

The huge ball shot out like a huge bolt of lightning in an instant. Less than five meters away from Fang Lin, it was like a powerful bomb. It exploded quickly after a loud 'bang' sound, as if it was black and dense. A swarm of bees rushed towards Fang Lin.

What he was waiting for was this move. Fang Lin quickly turned his hands in the air, and a large amount of Qi was quickly released. The newly dispersed balls came together again and hovered in the air, spinning rapidly. No matter what the old man did, No matter how hard I try, I can never make any progress.

"Hui...Huilong Jue? Hasn't Huilong Jue been lost a long time ago? You...what's your relationship with that old man? Ah..."

Suddenly, the old man froze on the spot as if struck by thunder, looking at Fang Lindao with horror on his face.

Just when he was stunned, the golden elixir in Fang Lin's body quickly accelerated, he pushed forward with both palms, and the giant ball reversed like lightning and hit the old man's chest hard.

He felt as if he had received a heavy iron fist on his chest. The huge force made the old man completely lose his center of gravity. As a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, he was also lifted out like a kite with its string cut off.

Although Fang Lin had expected the result, the old man's words still surprised him.

This is the first time for this guy to be able to tell the name of his technique at a glance for so long.

"Master Fang, leave the rest to me! There will definitely be several fierce battles ahead, so you need to recover quickly."

Zhu Chunshou is indeed no match for the old man in his prime. But naturally he would not be taken seriously at this time. Considering that there must be several life-and-death battles ahead, he quickly persuaded him kindly.

"This guy won't consume too much of my energy, so it's okay."

Fang Lin said nonchalantly as he walked slowly towards the old man.

Is this okay?

His words instantly stunned Zhu Chunshou. It is no exaggeration to say that if it were him, he would definitely be dead or injured. But Fang Lin was really like a normal person. He really couldn't guess Fang Lin's ability through his own imagination.

He was already injured by the counter-shock of the true energy, and after being thrown from a height of more than ten meters, the old man felt as if his whole body was falling apart and in excruciating pain, and his body felt like it was overturning.

Although I tried to sit up several times through hard work, I was so painful that I had to give up every time.

"Haha... Boy, you have some skills! It's hard... no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, awesome."

But when he met Fang Lin again, the old man didn't give in at all, and sneered provocatively.

"Now is it time to know the power of my Weiwei Huaxia?"

With a quick flash of his body, he reached forward with his right hand and latched onto the old man's throat. Fang Lin raised him above his head with an extremely cold expression and said coldly.

"It's... amazing, I am convinced that I lost. No... but you can't even expect to know anything from me, because... because of your ability, we all know it very well... Pfft..."

His life was hanging by a thread, but the old man didn't resist at all, not even kicking his feet. Anyway, he showed a very weird sneer, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth.