Legend of the Great Saint

As soon as Wang Junxing said this, he immediately aroused disgust among the people in the place. Even his Law Department colleagues frowned, whether they were practitioners of other sects or colleagues of Vientiane sects.

Everyone is a practitioner. Once the soul is scattered, it means that it cannot return to the circle and be completely extinct. It is worse than what happens to mortals who die of old and ill. Even fighting the enemy, if there was no deep hatred, it would not be easy to do this.

These sergeants are not enemies, but disciples of Vientiane Sect. They are his brothers and sisters, Wang Junxing. Not only has he never done anything harmful to the Sect, but he has been guarding the frontier for many years in Black Cloud City and has done great work for the Sect.

The core duties of the Big Brother of Vientiane are actually the same as those of them. The glory of the military is the unshakeable moral foundation of Vientiane. And the bravery of the sergeants' generosity in dying made it impossible for all present to fail to show a little respect.

So even if they are reluctant to draw a line with Li Qingshan, suspected of being involved with the demon people, but 'killing people without a head start', now they are willing to die, completely cutting off the possibility of betraying the Sect.

And Wang Junxing still wants to let their souls fly apart. Such words and actions are even more vicious than demons.

Wang Junxing felt the animosity of all the people. He stopped at once. He was just scared, but didn't know what he was afraid of.

Cold Abyss has always had a cold heart. At this time, anger is also boiling. He hates Wang Junxing as a fool. He is attracting hatred for the Law Department.

“What if it weren't for this stupid bulletin of private revenge and wanton provocation? I shouldn't have included him in the Law Department. ”

However, why did he try to keep these lower sergeants in his eyes? Otherwise, would he let Wang Junxing travel so arrogantly?

How dare you disobey his will and the laws of Vientiane Sect if you thought that he was just the lowest group of "waiters” and "accompanying readers", and that he was no match for one hand, and no “big brother" gave them control? It is a special privilege to give them the opportunity to draw a line with the magic.

However, it has come to this point that he, the head of the Law Department, has been grossly remiss.

We can't go on!

Cold Abyss raised his hand, his eyes glanced cold, his powers condensed, and he was about to do it.

“Brother Cold, I'll call you Brother in the end!” Captain Luo said, “The General will not be able to draw the line between our life-saving favors and our fellow robes! You have your laws, we have our options. ”

He looked angry: "We have guarded the border city all our lives, defended against the demons, and we have never had a single heart for the Sect. Even if Li Qingshan really leads the demon people to kill in the future, I will not just recite grace, disregard the great justice, and must fight him to death! Believe in the general and he won't blame us. I don't hate being able to die at his hands. ”

Although there is no particularly deep contact with Li Qingshan, there is a kind of trust, as if I have known him for many years.

He can imagine that they met again on the battlefield, but fell on one side of the battle, hostile to the other, without a grudge. It would be better if we could all end up together! Perhaps one day he will be reunited in Ashuro Dao to rid himself of the identity of man and demon, and he will continue to follow him in his battle between the North and the South, honoring him as a “general”.

Instead of waving a knife at his statue, he was scolded for “human rape”, as if he had never been gracious.

But all of this, after all, is the sentiment of a warrior, neither endorsed by Cold Abyss nor understood by Daimonfan.

He sighed a long time: "But now that Zongmen doesn't believe in us, he sees us as horseradish mustard, and arbitrarily drives blame, we have no more shame. If you want our souls to be scattered, you can listen to us, but if you want us to continue serving you...” He shook his head resolutely, "No way! ”

After that, he turned to the ice sea, and his people were waiting for him.

There is nothing to be afraid of when your soul is scattered.

Cold Abyss was right, the cold light in his eyes converged, and the magic gradually dissipated. There was a little more blindness in his eyes, and a crack in his heart like ice suddenly doubted if he had done something wrong.

Should they not be summoned from the outset and should their wishes be more respected?

But he only acted in accordance with the law and obeyed the will of "Sister Dai Mengfan" to draw a line between them and Li Qingshan.

He wants them to make choices, and they've made choices. At this point, it makes no sense to hold them all back and detain them. Lieutenant Luo said he wanted to betray the gate, and it was also a capital crime to dispose of it in accordance with the law.

Of course, the soul will not be scattered. In general, the heaviest punishment for the disciples of the Sect is to enter the circle.

This is not tolerance, it is the measure of the law. If the soul of the same door is broken apart, there is no cohesion in the sect. The Monastic Sect may be so vicious, but it is also a small sect that cannot go to the stage.

So he had no choice but to watch the sergeants spill one blood at a time. His Yanggod monk has a deep sense of powerlessness.

The last head fell and the pier was swamped with corpses and blood flowing from the ice sea.

The scarred and shaky “Li Qingshan” still stands on the ice sea, looking deep into the sea.

All the spectators were in such a heavy mood that they just wanted to see the excitement and who wanted the result to be so harsh. Between the eyes, hundreds of the same door and the same way crashed, can't it not give birth to the feeling of sadness of the rabbit dead fox?

And those who have never met Li Qingshan, even less understand: what kind of person is Li Qingshan worth so much help!

Cold Yuan looked up to the figure of "Li Qingshan” and said: “Why did you fall into the magic when you could have united the sect and survived the Great Holocaust? ”

At this time, blood climbed over the ice and flowed all the way to the feet of "Li Qingshan”. It also seems to have a spiritual perception, and it makes a noise in the body.

A crack ran through its neck, a loud "click” sound, a big head fell down, a "blast” fell into the ice sea, a giant wave rushed up to a hundred feet high, filled with ice cream snow dance, and swept in all directions.

Boom! Boom! A series of thunderous sounds, the ice sea breaks apart, and the cracks spread like spider webs! The big boat's huge ice fluctuates with the waves, making a stinging sound of friction.

Everyone couldn't help but shout. Wang Junxing suddenly saw the huge figure of "Li Qingshan” coming at him. He was almost paralyzed and screamed: “The statue is alive! ”

It turns out that "Li Qingshan” broke his ankle and could no longer support its weight. His headless body slowly poured back.

A huge, shocking noise struck the ice sea, provoked a huge wave, completely crushing the surface.

Same way the sergeants died.

Everyone stared. Neck and ankle books are the weakest part of a statue, but nobody can believe it, it's just a coincidence.