Under the shocked eyes of countless people, I saw Wang Lian squatting down, looked at the little boy in front of him, and smiled, “Are you okay?”

“Me, me, I’m okay!”

Some of the little boy did not respond, and he answered.

“Crush!The fuck!You two are crumbs, what kind of person is it that dares to kill my disciples who hate ghosts and live impatiently?”

At this time, these people who hated ghosts finally reacted.They were all staring at the king's silence and the fire of a thousand snows, and they were shouting.

“Abandoned from hating ghosts?That's great, it's you guys I'm looking for."

Wang Lian heard a word, there was not a hint of fear on his face, but there was a strange smile in the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, I saw him slowly get up, look at the many people who are away from the ghosts, and laugh: "I will give you three breaths, and all of them will kill myself in front of me."Otherwise, I'll blame myself for doing it myself."

The people who were present and hated the ghosts were all froze again, as if they did not hear the words of the king's silence.

The next moment, they all laughed, and burst into a very contemptuous and ironic laugh.

“This guy is crazy, isn’t he?Let's kill ourselves?Who does he think he is?“Is it the God of Nirvana?”

"No help, this boy is crazy, no wonder he dared to do the right thing with us from hating ghosts."The little girl next to him was beautiful.Come and play with it, it’s going to be great.”

Countless people who hate ghosts do not take the king's silence seriously at all.Instead, he began to fight, Ning Qianxue's idea.

“Three breaths have arrived!”

At this time, the king's voice was a cold voice.

The next moment, I saw that he had become a ghost in his whole personality, and he immediately rushed into the people who had left the hated ghosts.

Wherever he goes, the shadow of a man will fall, his blood will splinter seven feet, and the sound of his screams will ring from the heavens and the earth.

But in the blink of an eye, there were nearly a hundred people who had left the hatred of the ghosts, and he was killed.

At this time, the people who were left behind the hate ghosts finally reacted.

At this moment, they finally understood that the boy in front of them was not joking.The children in front of them are not as simple as they seem.

Among them, there are many strong people who build a land.But in front of him, the boy's hand was harvested like leeks.

“Kill, kill, kill this!”

All those who hate ghosts have become extremely serious.They waved their weapons and killed the king.

But no matter who it is, it can't hurt the half-haired of the king's silence.Instead, they were constantly slaughtered and killed by the king.

Several self-made smart construction of the escreate, thinking that the young man in front of him was so strong that the girl next to him could not be so strong.If you can't kill a teenager, you can first kidnap a young girl and threaten the teenager.

Therefore, the cultivation of these construction of the Danjian Land, killed Ning a thousand snow.

However, they had just come close to Ning Qianxue and fell on the spot.

How do they know that the strength of Ning Qianxue is as terrible as the king's silence?

“These two little gods, from where did they come from, are so powerful?”Can't fight, can't fight, hurry to send a signal, and gather all the same doors in the city..."

The disciples who were present were completely killed and dared.The people who were still alive began to send a signal and gather helpers.

Soon, thousands of people came from all sides.

These people, all of them, are in this city, carrying out the task of massacres to hate ghost disciples.

Seeing the helpers coming, they were very happy to be separated from the demonic disciples by the daredless people.

However, they were not long before they were shocked to see.The slightly thin figure, actually hands began to print, summoned a large number of lightning.

But in a face, the thousands of disciples who had just arrived who had left hated ghosts almost died.

And the rest of the people, did not support for a long time, and soon it was also most of the casualties.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three disciples left in the whole city who hated ghosts.

These three people, because the king did not deliberately kill them, left them to have something to ask.They can survive until this moment.

"How is it possible?"Are you not God’s?”

Among the three, a burly middle-aged man, full of blood, looked at Wang Yan in great shock.

This man is one of the leading people among the disciples who hate ghosts and has the ninth great day of building a kingdom.

"If you want to live, answer my question honestly."

The king glanced at the three men and said coldly.

"You deliberately don't kill the three of us, you just want to get the news of the hate ghost from us, right?"You have to heart, we can't betray the evil lord, you kill us."

The burly middle-aged man grunted disdainfully and looked at death as a way back.

"Don't kill me, I say, I'll say anything."

However, a thin young man by his side fell to his knees, his face full of fear and forgiveness.

“Damn, how dare you betray the Lord?”

The burly middle-aged man was furious, and when his right hand waved, he was going to kill this man.

However, the next moment, he was trembling all over, and his movements were stiff in place.

Looking closely, only to see his chest, a fist-sized blood hole appeared, running through his body.

"You, you, the Lord, will avenge me."

The burly middle-aged man looked at the king's silence, and then fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.

The still-hesitating demon disciple saw the appearance, suddenly frightened and scattered, and immediately fell to his knees.Ask for forgiveness: “Forgiveness, the little man is willing to say anything...”

“It’s too late!”

However, Wang Lian's right hand waved gently and had already smashed the man's head.

Immediately, I saw him look at him, and the remaining one who hated the ghost disciple said lightly, “I ask you, are you really a disciple who hates ghosts?”What is the purpose of killing this city?”

This disciple, who was away from the ghost clan, looked at Wang Yan and killed his companion, and had already gone away in fear.

He did not hesitate for a moment, and replied hurriedly and horrified: "If he returns to his predecessors, the little man is true, and he is a disciple who hates the ghost."We, the Lord, sent us to collect the ghosts and help him cultivate his divine work.So we killed the people of this city and took away their ghosts.”

“This is abhorrent to hate the Lord.In order to cultivate evil deeds, he is willing to kill hundreds of thousands of innocent people.”

Ning Qianxue heard this and suddenly frowned.

Wang Leng was an iron-green face, and continued to force you to ask: "I ask you, where are the mountain gates where you hate ghosts, how many people, and what is the overall strength?"

Under the pressure of Wang's silence, this disciple who hated the ghost, told Wang Yan one by one when he was about to want the message of Wang's silence.

At this time, Wang Lian was a wave of his right hand, and he played with a hard breath, destroying this man's Dantian.Then he kicked him to the survivors of the city and said, "This man has given it to you, and what you love to do."