Chapter 188 Follow-up
The rich smell of blood enters the nose, the broken limbs, and scattered internal organs are like a picture of purgatory on earth. It cannot be released without coding.
"vomit!"
Two more sounds of vomiting were heard. Zhang Jian and Jiang Nannan hunched over and couldn't stop retching, but they had never seen such a scene before in their teens.
Only Zhang Peng, who had experienced countless killings, was accustomed to this. He looked at Wang Lin lying on the ground retching and shook his head helplessly.
"This kid is really..." He has never seen an executioner make him vomit because of killing.
There was no way. Even as the perpetrator, Wang Lin had never seen such a scene before. He used all his mental energy to seal off the entire mansion.
Wang Lin, who relied entirely on the power of the golden dragon's bloodline to fight, would directly destroy the enemy's body with one hit.
The last scene was naturally horrific. He had not paid much attention during the previous battle, but now the battle was over. Even though he could accept it psychologically, his physical instinct could not be suppressed.
“Xiao Linzi, why did the Xuanming Sect offend you?”
Zhang Peng asked, but Wang Lin did not answer immediately. After a while, he straightened up. The wounds on the surface of his body had completely healed.
Cutting off the vitality input of the Golden Dragon Spear, he transported scenes from the basement into the minds of Zhang Peng and Zhang Jian.
“Because of this.”
Brush!
The blue-gold light lit up, and the wand of life was taken into his hand. He raised his hand and waved it, and the gray light dispersed like stars in the sky, falling on the remaining limbs in the ruins.
Gray light lit up, and the corpses of these Xuanming Sect members were all sent into the demiplane of the undead by him.
"Are you going to put the blame on the Holy Spirit Cult?" Zhang Peng suddenly said after receiving the picture.
"No need, Uncle Zhang!"
Wang Lin shook his head and said loudly: "The hidden sect Xuanming Sect colluded with the Holy Spirit Sect to traffic people, and they should be exterminated today!"
< br>With the blessing of spiritual power, Wang Lin's voice quickly spread throughout Xuan Town. At the same time, Wang Lin, the basement full of corpses in the Xuan Ming Sect, was reflected in the sky above Xuan Town with his mental simulation.
All the residents of Xuan Town can see that horrifying scene as soon as they raise their heads.
Wow!
Rubbles were scattered, and a relatively complete house was exposed. The house was filled with half-grown boys, girls, and women's families.
Click!
The door was opened by Wang Lin with his mental power. For a moment, the boys, girls and women in the house were panicked.
There were even many bold children who stared at Wang Lin with hateful eyes. Wang Lin also observed that some of them even had forbearing expressions on their faces.
"Your Majesty, can you leave my Xuanming Sect as a legacy?"
At this moment, in this huge mansion, someone suddenly walked out of the corner, a young man with a resolute face, Walk up to the house.
A soul king dare not even release his martial soul at this moment.
Wang Lin did not look at him. The invisible mental power swept through every corner of the mansion. The previously hidden members of the Xuanming Sect were all detected by him and pulled out by him using his telekinesis.
There were more than a hundred people in total, less than half of whom were maids in the mansion, and the rest were remnants of the Xuanming Sect.
During the previous battle, Wang Lin had always restrained his strength and tried not to affect the innocent people in the mansion. He even used his telekinesis to protect some of them.
That’s how the fatal wounds on Wang Lin’s body that have healed came from.
"Are there any of you who are involved in colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult?" As soon as he said this, some of the surviving members of the Xuanming Sect looked nervous.
Poof! With the power of a needle, several people suddenly turned into corpses. After doing all this, Wang Lin looked at the young man standing in front of the women and children.
"You can hold grudges against me, I don't care." Wang Lin's voice sounded slowly, his eyes were like swords, and his spirit sharing forcibly connected with the remaining members of Xuanming Sect.
The cruel scenes in the basement were forcibly conveyed into their minds by him. For a while, many boys and girls who had just shown hatred fell to the ground and vomited.
“The root cause of all this is Xuanming Sect itself.”
After doing all this, Wang Lin disappeared. As for Zhang Peng, Zhang Jian, Jiang Nannan and the others, when they came in , Wang Lin used simulated soul skills to cover his figure.
"Xiao Linzi, you need to get rid of the roots. If you can't do it, I can help you."
Walking beside Wang Lin, Zhang Peng said in a deep voice. Before he finished speaking, Wang Lin was Interrupt loudly.
"No, Uncle Zhang, I have made my own decision. Can you please go to Tiandou now and inform the Tianhun royal family and the Noumenon Sect that the matter here needs someone to handle the follow-up."
As he said that, he took out the Tianhun Royal Family and Noumenon Sect tokens. Zhang Peng took the tokens and nodded: "Okay, your master asked me to listen to you and go now?"
"Now. Go, trouble! ”
Zhang Peng took the token and left directly. Xuanzhen was not far from Tiandou City. At Zhang Peng's speed, two hours would be enough to get back and forth.
"Jiang Nannan, go and wait in town with your mother first." Wang Lin looked at the nervous Jiang Nannan beside him.
"Okay." Jiang Nannan nodded hurriedly, hugged her mother and left quietly under the cover of Wang Lin's mental simulation.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Wang Lin waved his hand, pulled off the shirt that was broken into strips, and put on a clean shirt again.
Walking towards the basement, Zhang Jian hurriedly followed. The young man who had spoken to Wang Lin earlier also began to collect the remnants and was busy rescuing.
Brush!
A gray light kept lighting up, and the corpses all over the basement were sent into the demiplane of the undead one by one by Wang Lin. He walked to the room where the girl was held.
Click!
The iron door was pushed open by Wang Lin, but the girls in the room who were like zombies did not react at all. Their eyes were gouged out and their eardrums were pierced.
The wounds on their wrists and ankles showed that their hand tendons and hamstrings had been severed. Wang Lin had only transmitted to him images of the bones.
There were no such girls. Looking at these tortured girls, Zhang Jian subconsciously asked: "Why?"
Wang Lin did not answer him, but suddenly acted like a madman, Talking to the air in front of him.
"Yilao, is there any way?"
"Yes, but Wang Lin, if they don't want to live, death is actually a relief for him."
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Electrolux, dressed in white, floated in front of Wang Lin and spoke earnestly.
Brush!
Invisible spiritual power rippled out and quietly connected these girls before Wang Lin could send anything.
A few uniform and weak mental fluctuations clearly transmitted their thoughts to Wang Lin.
The faint but firm thought of death came into Wang Lin's mind, and he said solemnly: "Yilao, please!"
brush!
Bright and holy light filled the entire basement the moment Wang Lin's voice fell, and the holy light shone on the girls.
Little bits of white fluorescence precipitated from their bodies, condensed into human shapes, and then quietly dissipated.
(End of this chapter)