Destiny Martial God

In the Qinling Mountains, in the Leng Family Mansion!

Looking at the blood mist scattered in the square, the faces of more than 7,000 Leng Family members turned pale. Some of the family members with poor psychological quality directly flew into the air and planned to escape from the Leng Family Mansion.

But just when they just rushed to the edge of the mansion, a series of sharp sword qi containing the breath of destruction directly strangled those Leng Family members who wanted to escape into powder.

"The trap array contains the power of absolute killing!"

Looking at the hundreds of family members killed by countless sharp sword qi, the white-haired old man with a gloomy face instantly raised his head with a look of horror and shouted at Yu Haoran.

"Mr. Yu, are you going to destroy my entire Leng Family today?"

"Just five minutes ago, Mengyao and I just held a wedding on a peak tower deep in the Qinling Mountains."

After tidying up Lin Mengyao behind him, Yu Haoran stepped into the Leng Family Mansion and said murderously.

"Although Mengyao left one step ahead, as her husband, I, Yu Haoran, have also made a vow to bury the lives of 73,537 members of the Leng family with her so that she can leave in peace."

"Yu Haoran, apart from the more than 7,000 martial saints in front of you, most of the remaining members of the Leng family are old, weak, sick, orphans and widows. Do you really have the heart to attack them?"

An old man with only the seventh-grade peak of martial saint, sparse white hair, and life has reached the age of stick court, trembling body shouted.

"That's right!"

Yu Haoran nodded and admitted without any change in his expression.

"No matter whether male or female, old or young, no matter whether disabled or weak, kill them all without leaving a single one."

"Yu Haoran, you are not a human, you are an executioner from the dynasty, a devil from the northern region, and a demon from hell."

After receiving Yu Haoran's cold and ruthless affirmative reply, the white-haired old man in his age shouted and cursed with grief and anger.

"You will die without a burial place sooner or later!"

"Old man, you feel heartbroken now that you see your relatives and friends about to be killed!"

Facing the scolding and curse of the old man, Yu Haoran suppressed his inner anger and shouted.

"Then, as Lin Mengyao, who is also a member of your Leng family, has endured the pain of soul refining and blood extraction, have you ever thought about my feelings, Yu Haoran?"

"Yu Haoran, Lin Mengyao's death has nothing to do with our Leng family. Why do you let more than 70,000 people of our Leng family be buried with her?" The old man asked with an extremely sad and angry expression.

"Old man, how do you know that this matter has nothing to do with your Leng family!" Yu Haoran asked with a sneer.

"Yu Haoran, as long as Leng Yun and his men use the means of burning their own phoenix blood to awaken the three sleeping Martial Emperors, then under the influence of my secret method, the three Martial Emperors will die under the burning of their ancestors' blood." Just after Yu Haoran asked the old man in his prime, the tower spirit that quickly returned to the sea of ​​consciousness reminded him.

The timely return and reminder of the tower spirit not only gave Yu Haoran endless confidence in exterminating the Leng family, but also gave him enough means to expose everything Leng Yun had done to Meng Yao.

"Evidence!"

Facing Yu Haoran's question, the old man in his prime stretched out his hand tremblingly and said.

"Yu Haoran, show me the evidence that Meng Yao's murder is related to my Leng family, and I will believe you."

"Old man, if I can show you the evidence, what can you do for me?" Yu Haoran, who did not immediately take out the evidence, continued to sneer and asked back.

"Yu Haoran, as long as you can produce ironclad evidence, no matter who killed Miss Mengyao, I will order the elders of the Punishment Hall to let Miss Mengyao pay for her life." The old man in his twenties patted his chest and promised.

"Just because you are an old man who is only at the peak of the seventh rank of the Martial Saint and is about to die!" After looking him up and down, Yu Haoran doubted him in a tone of disbelief.

"The three elders who hold real power in the Leng family are my sons, the two supreme elders who are at the level of the Three Tribulations Quasi-Martial Emperor are my brothers, and the seven hall masters who control one-third of the family's strength are my grandsons."

Facing Yu Haoran's doubt, the old man in his twenties asked back after introducing himself with great arrogance.

"Yu Haoran, do you think I am qualified to decide the fate of the Leng family?"

"Ah, ah, ah...!"

Just as the old man in his twenties had just finished asking back, three extremely miserable howls suddenly came from the depths of the Leng family's mansion.

After hearing the familiar screams, the white-haired old man in the Martial Emperor realm couldn't help but change his face. He immediately took off and planned to enter the depths of the mansion. Leng Yun and his eight panicked people rushed out quickly.

"Clan leader, what happened? What happened to the three ancestors?" The white-haired old man appeared in front of Leng Yun and shouted gloomily.

"Cry, cry, cry...!"

Just when Leng Yun opened his mouth to explain, the miserable howling in the depths of the mansion stopped, and then three phoenix calls resounded through the sky.

Along with the phoenix calls that resounded through the sky, three giant phoenixes with a length of more than a kilometer took off from the deepest part of the mansion.

"Burning soul and refining blood!" Looking at the white flames burning in the three giant divine phoenixes, the white-haired old man shouted in horror.

"Tower Spirit, thank you!"

Seeing that the tower spirit used the same method to make the three most powerful ancestors of the Leng family suffer the same fate as Meng Yao, Yu Haoran, who was grateful, thanked the tower spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yu Haoran, I have left a divine mark in the bodies of those three guys."

Ignoring Yu Haoran's thanks, the tower spirit reminded excitedly.

"At that time, they will not only suffer the same pain as Meng Yao, but also use their painful death to bring you hope of advancing your soul and energy to the realm of the Martial Emperor."

"The blood of the divine beast Phoenix!"

There is no need to guess too much, Yu Haoran also knows what the hope of assisting the energy and soul power to advance to the realm of the Martial Emperor is.

"That's right!"

While nodding to confirm, the tower spirit excitedly explained further.

"Yu Haoran, those three guys are not only powerful warriors at the high level of the Martial Emperor, but also have nearly 70% of the Divine Phoenix blood in their bodies."

"The Divine Phoenix blood extracted by burning souls and refining blood is enough to help you improve your Yuanli and soul power to the peak of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor, and it is even possible to reach the early stage of the fifth level of the Martial Emperor."

The benefits brought by the Divine Phoenix blood relieved Yu Haoran's sadness a little.

Then, he looked up at Leng Yun who was desperately explaining to the white-haired old man, and thought of the revenge method that the tower spirit had prepared in advance, and a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes.