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Chapter 418 When there is no sound, no smell and only knowing, this is the foundation of all things(1/2)

An Qisheng slowly lowered his eyes, and countless miserable scenes that only he saw flashed through his mind. Watermark Advertising Test   Watermark Advertising Test

A mass grudge is by no means a simple three words.

A mass grave represents the fear, despair and death of thousands of people, and the collapse of thousands of families.

What is a sudden death?

In his memory, he could see that the old lady Wu, or the Wu family in Wuzhou, had already summarized a complete system of death.

Being sick without a doctor, dying from hunger and thirst, killing without cause, being taken away by energy, burning fire, drowning, killing evil beasts, falling into cliffs, cursing poisons...

Hundreds and thousands of ways to die suddenly make anyone shudder when they see it.

What is the difference between instructing others to do it and doing it yourself?

In other words, if the soul-fighting insect itself had little inspiration from a person who died suddenly, it might be backfire when doing it yourself, and the people of the Wu family would not care about doing it themselves.

At this point, he didn't want to say a word.

Just a long sigh.

Huh ~

The sighs floated in the sky and never dissipated for a long time.

Hearing the sound of sighs floating, many people were slightly stunned, but Old Mrs. Wu's face changed, and her heart suddenly became cold, and she was completely cold.

At this moment, she felt the indescribable terror coming to the world. In a trance, it seemed as if all the darkness in the world swept across it, and it was about to completely submerge her!

For a moment, she felt that her heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and the terrifying breath blocked all the caliber of her breathing, almost suffocating her.

"Real person~~~"

Under such a huge impact, Old Mrs. Wu suddenly let out a hysterical scream:

"Why are you?!"

Why attack me?

It was obvious that we had a good conversation...

No!

No!

She was filled with fear, but the soul-fucking insects in her body had already made silent sounds, gushing out from the seven orifices of her mouth and nose, and countless pores all over her body.

The terrifying and fierce waves swept forward with the black fog and wind, and instantly turned into a large black shield that was several people high.

The shield was as dark as ink, and countless runes were visible on it. The fine and dense soul-killing insects were intertwined, outlining a ferocious demon god with two poems and four arms.

boom!

The next moment, the big shield burst out.

Accompanied by a shrill and tragic scream, a white palm pushed across, and ripples spread out from the void wherever it passed, making an overwhelmed moan like a twist.

In the direction of the palm attack, a long passage like an absolute vacuum is created.

"No!"

Old Mrs. Wu was extremely frightened.

At this moment, the void around her seemed to have turned into entities, locking her in it. Facing this powerful palm, she could not retreat, and could not escape.

Even the answer cannot be answered!

Bang!

Before the screams fell, Old Mrs. Wu had been blown into the sky, and her flesh and bones were instantly beaten into tiny particles that were invisible to the naked eye by powerful force!

The aftermath spreads, and wherever it passes, the void seems to be split into two halves and cannot heal for a long time.

Until this moment, many real people who watched this scene came to their senses.

What happened?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A tragic roar sounded everywhere in the void.

Old Mrs. Wu's roar echoed among the mountains:

"Why? Why did you kill me? Why did you kill me?!!!"

"It's no wonder that it's a bit meaningful to live with insects for more than a thousand years. Unfortunately, this insect cannot save you."

Hearing the loud shouts coming from all directions, An Qisheng said lightly.

The soul-killing insect can coexist with the soul. Old Mrs. Wu regards the soul-killing insect as her natal life. If the sea of ​​insects is not destroyed, it will not die.

Otherwise, with her cultivation level, she would not be able to handle his palm.

Even if he just took a random shot.

Huh ~

Before he finished speaking, his palm that hit him suddenly pulled it back, and his five fingers held it back.

Buzz ~

Just a simple fist clenched, and the void in all directions seemed to collapse with his palm as the center.

The dust waves visible to the naked eye, the essence of heaven and earth, and the fine particles that are invisible to the naked eye, suddenly flow backwards.

The whistling and carrying countless subtle soul-fighting insects sank into An Qisheng's palm.

"you......"

Old Mrs. Wu's scream came to an abrupt end and was completely blocked by her palm.

An Qisheng did not answer her unwilling question, just as she did not care about the questioning of those who died at her hands.

Huh ~

The mountains suddenly became silent, and the calm atmosphere that had been before disappeared.

Everyone's face changed, not knowing what expressions to do, let alone what to say.

There was no grievance or grudge, and there was no slightest connection between interests. For a moment, they had never understood why An Qisheng had to attack Mrs. Wu.

However, some people have heard some rumors, and then they have an enlightenment in their hearts.

"Dare you ask the real person why he suddenly took action?"

After a while, an old man in the robe asked a question carefully.

Old Mrs. Wu had no friendship with most of the people present, and many people had never seen her at all, but saw a real person who had cultivated magical powers and was killed for no reason.

I couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

People with moody anger are the most fearful, especially because they have profound and unpredictable cultivation.

"I'm not happy in my heart."

An Qisheng put down his palm. These soul-killing insects were of great value, but he didn't know what could be "replaced".

Don't like it?

Many people looked at each other, all seeing the caution in each other's eyes.

Just because he didn’t like it, he killed a real person, or a real person from a thousand-year-old family?

This is no longer moody, it is clearly bloodthirsty.

"The rumors are true. Master An is really jealous of evil and is decisive in killing."

The old Taoist Tianji spoke slowly:

"It seems that the Taoist priest is going to be a saint."

His intelligence is spread all over Daqing, and his innate number calculation has reached its peak. Although his secrets are disordered, what he knows, sees and deduces is not comparable to ordinary people.

Of course, what An Qisheng has done over the past few years cannot be hidden from him.

Because An Qisheng had no concealment at all.

Judging from the facts, he already knew what kind of person An Qisheng was.

saint?

Xiao Feng, the innate Taoist, the Baihu Zhenren and others were all slightly shocked.

How come they don’t know the word “saint”?

The ancient chaos ended, wiped out the demonic atmosphere in the world, established the Yinshi City God, and opened the Netherworld King Gu Changfeng, who was called the Saint.

"A teacher of mine once said that he was the first-class person for the first-class thing, but he was him, and I was me, but he was a saint, but I couldn't do it, nor could he do it."

An Qisheng replied lightly, and his eyes swept across the corner:

"I'm a little bit more murderous..."

His eyes were as calm as his words, but as his eyes swept over, the real people felt a sense of trembling that they could not see directly, and they faintly felt something.
To be continued...
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