The white finger bones were destroyed, and the faint black figure appeared, as if very panicked and wanted to escape.

Yao Ling's palm flipped lightly, and a charming flower on the other side appeared, directly covering the faint dark figure, and said softly: "You can't leave!"

After saying that, the flower of the other side closed and sealed the residual soul in it.

The vicissitudes of roars kept coming from the flower of the other side. Yao Ling let out a casual move, and the flower of the other side returned to her hand and gradually shrank, and finally seemed to merge into her body. The vicissitudes of roar disappeared.

At this time, the power that imprisoned my body also disappeared. My body regained freedom and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's almost there. If Yao Ling appeared a little later, I would be in danger.

At this time, Yao Ling's body suddenly shook, her face a little pale. I subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her, but she waved her hand gently to stop it.

She took a deep breath, looked at me with a smile, and said softly: "I'm a little underestimating the Thirteenth Ancestor of the Han family. I'm fine. I'm just a little exhausted. That guy is much worse than me. He was careless for a moment and let him run away!"

I nodded gently, and then said softly: "The remnant soul of the eighth generation of the Han family just now..."

"Swallowing it will help restore the power I consume!" Yao Ling glanced at me and said warmly: "This remnant soul is not the real eight generations of the Han family! One generation of four generations, the eight generations of ancestors mentioned by the Han family are the strongest existences among the previous eight generations, with a total of eight people. This remnant soul is just a strong man of a certain generation of eight generations, not the strongest among the eight generations! The truly strongest eight ancestors of the Han family should have not been resurrected yet. If they are resurrected...then it will be a big trouble!"

After hearing Yao Ling say this, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. The remnant soul just now had such powerful power, and it was actually not one of the eight Han family!

If the eight ancestors of the Han family were resurrected, wouldn’t it be difficult for them to deal with even Yao Ling and Styx?

Perhaps seeing the doubts and shock in my heart, Yao Ling chuckled and said warmly: "Although they are very strong, don't underestimate the old demon wolf and the others. You haven't seen their true strength yet. Multi-party games are not a good fight. To the end, it depends on luck to a large extent!"

Speaking of this, Yao Ling paused, looked in a direction from Wanjian Sect, and said warmly: "I won't mention these things for now, it's time to finish them next! Wanjian Sect plans us. It will cost you!"

At this time, I also sensed several breaths that rushed towards me quickly and followed Yao Ling's gaze toward me.

"Swish swish swish swish..." Several sounds of breaking through the air came from a distance, and three figures appeared not far away in front of us like ghosts.

They were three old men, the old man Chi Mu. They emitted a little decay, and large patches of age spots appeared on their faces, with many wrinkles and almost lost their hair.

The aura on their bodies was hidden, and they seemed to be stronger than the leader of the Wanjian Sect. They should be the strongest people from the previous generation of Wanjian Sect.

After seeing the messy scene here, the three old men looked dim and their faces were full of sadness.

One of the tall old men stepped forward, looked at us, and said softly: "Wanjian Sect has since left the Han family, and has been closed for a hundred years. The disciples in the sect will not be born. Is it better to let Wanjian Sect live a life?"

The old man revealed a deep helplessness in his words. At the same time, there was a hint of pleading.

The same is true for the remaining two old men. Looking at us, or Yao Ling, there was a little pleading and hope in their eyes.

"no!"

Yao Ling looked at them and said softly: "You always have to pay a price to do something wrong. Although your sect leader is dead, the price you pay is not enough! Wanjian Sect, you should destroy it!"

As soon as Yao Ling finished speaking, the aura of the three old men fluctuated strongly, and they seemed to be unable to help but take action. If they really took action, they would definitely be destroyed in an instant. After all, the gap between their power and Yao Ling was too big.

They held back and looked at us, their bodies trembled slightly, and they slowly knelt down.

The tall old man knelt on the ground, begging sadly: "For the lives of the three of us, plus the lives of everyone over forty years old in the Wanjian Sect, in exchange for the vitality of the younger generation of the Wanjian Sect, please... please... please leave a line of inheritance for the Wanjian Sect!"

"Please!" The other two old men kowtowed and bowed.

Yao Ling's eyes were cold and she looked at them without any movement.

Just as she said before, in this world, all she cared about is the black beast, and the lives of other people were no different from those of her.

Pity, she has no!

She said she wanted to destroy the Wanjian Sect, not just a saying!

She shook her head gently, her eyes were cold, and when I was about to say something, I spoke directly.

"Go, it depends on your behavior!" I said to the three old men.

The three old men were stunned for a moment, and a hint of excitement appeared in their eyes, and they looked at Yao Ling.

Yao Ling glanced at me, sighed softly, and then whispered to the three old men: "Give you half a stick of incense, those over thirty years old in the Wanjian Sect should not live!"

The three old men's eyes flashed with sadness. But there was a little excitement mixed in it and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you!"

After speaking, the three old men flashed and scattered, rushing towards all directions of the Wanjian Sect’s headquarters.

After a few breaths, bursts of screams and wailing sounds came from the Wanjian Sect’s garrison.

"Old ancestor, don't kill me..."

"Old ancestor, why..."

"Old ancestor..."

Thrilling howls came, and all parties in the Wanjian Sect's garrison were shrouded in bloody killings, and roars of terror and roars were continuous.

Tonight is destined to be the most unforgettable night for everyone in Wanjian Sect.

Yao Ling and I stood here, blowing the mountain breeze, quietly looking at the blood flowers blooming everywhere in the Wanjian Sect, and listening to the shrill howls.

"You are still different from him!" Yao Ling sighed lightly.

I looked at Yao Ling and said softly: "I am a human being. People have seven emotions and six desires, and mercy is also included!"

Yao Ling shook her head gently, looked at me with a gentle look, and said in a warm voice: "You are still too soft-hearted. This kind of personality is not good!"

I smiled, turned to look at the Wanjian Sect’s headquarters, and whispered to myself: “I can’t change it anymore, maybe it will change in the future, but I guess I can’t learn your indifference!”

"There is nothing absolute, don't draw conclusions too early!" Yao Ling said with a smile: "If you cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, there will be endless troubles. You should understand this principle. I won't say much!"

I nodded gently and said, "In the future, I will be destined to be people from two worlds with them. If they really want to plot against me without knowing what they want to do, I will destroy them with my own hands!"

Yao Ling looked at me deeply. Finally, she smiled and said, "It's up to you, just be happy!"

No longer speaking, stand here and wait quietly.

After half an incense stick, the figures of the three old men appeared in front of us. Their bodies were full of blood and their faces were ashamed. The sadness and sorrow in their eyes became even more intense.

If you kill those descendants with your own hands, unless you are extremely cold-blooded people, you will never be sad or heartbroken.

"Wanjian Sect, those over 30 years old will die!" The tall old man looked at Yao Ling with red eyes and hissed: "Please keep your promise and keep the Wanjian Sect's inheritance on the front line!"

Yao Ling looked at them and said softly: "If you find out in the future that someone in Wanjian Sect dares to plot against us..."

"No!" The tall old man said straightforwardly: "Wanjian Sect has been in seclusion for a hundred years. All his disciples have been blocked from the mountain and will never be enemies with you. This is the fault of our Wanjian Sect. It is his own fault to pay such a price. We have already ordered that no one will make such mistakes again!"

Yao Ling nodded gently and then glanced at me.

I understand what her eyes mean, and she was asking me if these three old people stay?

I coughed lightly and turned my head to the side.

The Wanjian Sect can leave a first-line inheritance, but the three of them must die!

Although I am soft-hearted, I am not stupid. They are very strong, even stronger than the leader of the Wanjian Sect. With them here, the Wanjian Sect will only become stronger after a hundred years of being sealed. If the Han family contacts them again, wouldn’t I cause trouble for myself?

Seeing my silent statement, Yao Ling looked at the three old men indifferently and said indifferently: "I will fulfill my promise. Now it's your turn!"

The three old men showed sad and desolate smiles on their faces. When they looked at each other, they all saw the regret on their faces.

"Han family..." The old man Gao Da smiled miserably and shouted: "I curse the bloodline of the Han family, and have been in purgatory for generations, and will never be detached forever!"

"I curse the bloodline of the Han family, and have been in purgatory for generations, and will never be able to transcend the enemy forever!" The other two old men roared shrillly at the same time.
Chapter completed!