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Chapter 3660 Purgatory, Feast

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    "How is it possible, I"

    Kong Linghao¡¯s face was full of disbelief and unwillingness.

    He was in Kongzu¡¯s birthplace to comprehend Kongzu¡¯s inheritance. He had just gained enlightenment and completely controlled Kongzu¡¯s divine weapons, but he heard the astonishing sound of thunder erupting in the clan¡¯s land, as well as the panic shouts of countless tribesmen.

    He should be high-spirited and about to usher in his glory.

    The inheritance of Kongzu and the divine weapons of Kongzu are opportunities that even the patriarchs of this generation have not been able to comprehend and control.

    He is the strongest monster in the history of the Kong Clan.

    But now this sharp sword has cut off his glorious path that should have been glorious; no, to be precise, it was his hope that was cut off before he even set foot on this path.

    Boom¡­

    Another golden thunder erupted from Xiao Yi's hand.

    In the sky, there was another roar of endless thunder.

    In the sky, blue light flashed and exploded again.

    But looking more realistically, the thunder did not go berserk at all, but with perfect control of its power, it all landed on Kong Linghao's body with great precision, destroying everything in this physical body.

    A few breaths.

    Kong Linghao originally held the Gangfeng Bead in his hand, but his hands dropped weakly, and the bead fell from the sky.

    ??Similarly, cultivation is completely useless and meridians are destroyed.

    This is already a useless person.

    Xiao Yi took back his sword and threw it away.

    Ghost Er caught it.

    Xiao Yi smiled ferociously, "This is for you."

    "Thank you, Your Majesty." Gui Er said respectfully.

    "Brother Hao." On one side, Feng Yanni watched Kong Linghao fall into the hands of the ugly "ghost demon", feeling frightened and angry.

    "Xiao Yi, little thief."

    "If you dare to allow your ghosts and monsters to harm Brother Hao's life, I, Feng Yini, guarantee that Qiong Yu Zong will fight with you until death."

    "The anger of the eight sects and four clans is enough to turn you and the eight halls into ashes"

    "I'm waiting." Xiao Yi interrupted coldly, his ferocious look becoming more intense in an instant.

    "Youwhat do you want to do?" Feng Youni looked at the evil ghost-like cold eyes cast towards her, and her body instantly became cold.

    Xiao Yi's face was cold, "You didn't participate in this matter, so I'll give you a good time."

    Of course, Feng Yanni is not qualified to participate.

    Those who are qualified to participate in the battle with the Holy Moon Sect are at least at the level of the Desolate Lord.

    However, for Xiao Yi, ¡®giving him a happy moment¡¯ is already his gift.

    He came to the airspace to kill people.

    Whoever stops him will die, that's all!

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    The Purple Lightning Divine Sword flashed past, and a star suddenly shattered.

    The windy and graceful body was completely swallowed up by the starlight.

    When the starlight dissipates, there is nothingness inside, and the wind turns into ashes in an instant.

    "Feng'er." In the distance, Kong Linghao cried out in pain.

    The coldness on Xiao Yi's face did not diminish, and he fell to the ground.

    "Let's start the feast that belongs to you."

    Xiao Yi said the coldest and most indifferent words.

    Next, what will be staged in the territory of the Kong Clan will be a bloody feast of drinking blood and gnawing meat.

    That would be terrifying scenes like Shura Purgatory.

    The bloody blood in the air is so pungent that it makes people feel chilly.

    But for the six ghosts and demons, this is their eating feast.

    ¡­¡­

    An hour later.

    Kong Linghao was like a puddle of mud and fell to the ground, looking like he had collapsed.

    He is already a useless person.

    The six ghost demon's unhesitating but precise and skillful swords fell on his clansmen one after another. Sometimes, the sound of bone-picking was as clear as a direct hit to the spiritual consciousness.

    Those ferocious faces were devouring the flesh and blood of his people, and their teeth made a "swish" sound while chewing. Each sound seemed to linger in his heart for a long time.

    "Xiao Yi." The Lord of the Airspace also sat slumped on the ground and looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

    "I am responsible for one person's work. As far as I know, the master of the Yaozun Palace has not fallen."

    "Now that my cultivation has been abolished, and countless members of my clan have been killed, what else do you want? Are you still unwilling to give up?"

    "Stop?" Xiao Yi smiled grimly.

    Since the six ghosts and demons started eating, he had only watched indifferently, looking at this purgatory-like scene without any change in his expression.?

    He can be colder than anyone else.

    "You use your empty clan's method of locking the air to seal off the Holy Moon Sect. No one can get out, no one can enter, no interest will be leaked, and everything will be sealed off."

    "Today I will also use the Xingluo God-Destroying Formation to seal your Kong Clan's territory so that no one can leave or enter. Before I untie the formation, no one will know what is happening here."

    "You, together with the Ancient Realm Sect Master, Liu Hanjiang and the three Great Wasteland Lords, beat my elder to death. Today I will return the same injuries to you, cripple your cultivation, and cut off the vitality of your internal organs."

    "Everything is fair!"

    The Lord of the Airspace said coldly, "I said, one person is responsible for the work, no matter how you want to torture me, I have no complaints"

    Xiao Yi interrupted with a ferocious smile, "But I don't want you to fulfill your wish."

    "If your Kong Clan is completely dead, my anger will remain in my heart, that's all."

    The words fell.

    Xiao Yi turned around, ignored him, walked away, and sat cross-legged behind him, never looking at this bloody feast of slaughter again.

    It¡¯s not that he can¡¯t bear it, or it¡¯s that this purgatory-like picture makes him uncomfortable. He has long been used to the so-called killings and bloody things, and he has long taken it lightly.

    He could never forget the scene of the old man covered in blood, waiting for death in desolation, and could not get rid of it.

    ¡°If it was him who was besieged that day, who was covered in wounds, and who was covered in blood, he would never be as cold and angry as he is today.

    No matter how serious the injury is, if it were tied to him, he would still be blamed and blamed today.

    No matter how hurt he is, he can just smile and look at it.

    But it happened to be that old man.

    No matter how wailing continued in the Kong clan, the coldness on Xiao Yi's face did not diminish at all.

    He set up an ambush to kill the old man he cherished, and forcibly abducted his wife. His anger was stronger than ever before, compared to the countless times he had been targeted since he stepped into the Central Territory, and the countless conspiracies and sieges on him.  It all makes him angrier.

    If it weren¡¯t for the Emperor Soul Fruit, the old man would have died that day, and his body would have been completely wiped out.

    "If he hadn't rescued Yiyi, I'm afraid that Yiyi would have suffered endless thunder bombardment in the Thunder Abyss Pond until she was wiped out.

    Today, even if he uses up these 60,000 spiritual veins, he will still make the blood flow like a river, leaving no one alive!

    ¡­¡­

    "Huh." Xiao Yi sat cross-legged and took a deep breath.

    He no longer paid attention to the killings in the Kong Clan's territory, but was recovering the chaotic aura and injuries in his body.

    The Empty Clan will not be the end of this matter.

    His sword will not stop here.

    "Fortunately, it's not a big problem." Xiao Yi's golden crane sacred energy condensed on his body, and he quickly recovered from his injuries, nodding secretly.

    This injury comes from the two palms before the Lord of the Airship.

    His current cultivation is, after all, only at the first level of the Saint Realm.

    However, the power of these two palms was offset by the protective starlight of the Xingluo God-Destroying Formation.

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    The gentle golden flame quickly spreads throughout the body.

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