"Cough, cough..."

At this moment, a violent cough suddenly came from Nong Qianding's mouth.

This made Lin Yi slightly distract himself and looked at Nong Qianding in front of him. At this moment, the Ten Thousand Sword Killing Formation had long disappeared because Nong Rusong was bound. When he was catching Nong Rusong, Lin Yi lyed Nong Qianding gently and placed it on the ground.

"The owner of the farmer."

Lin Yi saw Nong Qianding's eyes slowly opening, and shouted politely.

"Rebellious son! Rebellious son...Lin...Lin Yi?!"

As soon as Nong Qianding opened his mouth, he cursed loudly, and then when he saw Lin Yi clearly, he looked extremely shocked. Then, he seemed to remember something and looked at the distance with a quick look.

At first glance, Nong Qianding saw Nong Rusong who was struggling desperately.

At this moment, a trace of sadness and anger flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Nong Rusong's painful expression and the scales that were constantly being pulled off, his expression was also extremely painful.

"Ah, ahhhh..."

Nong Rusong's screams were filled with pain. The pain of the scales being torn off was like being torn off piece by piece, and no one could bear it.

Nong Qianding looked at it silently, clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and felt inexplicable pain in his eyes.

Father's love...

Perhaps it is not as meticulous as maternal love, but it is still selfless, and that kind of selflessness is as fierce as a flood.

Pictures kept flashing through my mind...

Since Nong Rusong was born, he called out his first father, the first divine text he knew, and the cheers and joys he had when he wrote the first divine text when he was five years old.

The joy of the whole family.

Later, I fell into sadness because of my wife's unexpected departure.

The father and son comforted each other and overcame difficulties together until Nong Qianding stood out among the geniuses and eventually became one of the seven gate masters of the Temple.

That day, the father and son were so happy.

It was also that day that Nong Rusong said to Nong Qianding solemnly: "Father, I will become the leader of the temple like you in the future!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master...hahaha..."

Suddenly, Nong Qianding smiled, laughing wildly, as if he wanted to completely turn all these memories into laughter. He laughed out loud in one breath, but tears were pouring in his eyes.

He struggled to support the ground with both hands, and then stood up from the ground with difficulty.

One step, two steps...

Nong Qianding slowly walked towards Nong Rusong. At the same time, a sword appeared in his hand, which was a long sword burning with golden flames. The sword had two red flame marks on its body.

"Father……"

Neon Rusong, who had half of his body had become bloody, finally noticed Nong Qianding and the long sword walking towards him while he was struggling.

He knew that it was Nong Qianding's natal artifact.

For a moment, a thought flashed through his mind, begging for mercy. As long as he begs for mercy, perhaps his father might not be able to save him.

But when this thought flashed through, he gritted his teeth tightly.

There was no more painful sound in his mouth. He just gritted his teeth and let the scales on his body be pulled off. The bones in his body were crushed, but he no longer felt pain. The sweat on his forehead and the whole body flowed down like a fountain. He stood there, tightly watching the Nong Qianding who was walking towards him step by step.

"I didn't expect that Nong Rusong is still a bit backbone."

Lin Yi looked at Nong Rusong's appearance and was a little surprised. As the saying goes, a sloppy person has no hard bones. Although he doesn't know what Nong Rusong did today, from his current appearance, it is very likely that it was caused by some luck and the word hatred.

The Seventh Prince...

Since Nong Rusong was kidnapped by the Seventh Prince, he has become what he is now.

It is not an exaggeration to commit such a crime, but the culprit is still the Seventh Prince who is hidden in secret.

"Today I will...clear the portal for the temple with my own hands!"

Nong Qianding raised the sword in his hand, staring at Nong Rusong who was gritting his teeth in front of him, with great sorrow in his eyes, and his hands holding the sword were trembling slightly.

Even if the tiger is poisonous, it doesn’t eat any of the children.

Nong Qianding killed his son with his own hands today, and you can imagine the pain.

"Old man from the farm..."

Wu Xinghe suddenly felt a little reluctant when he looked at this scene. He knew best how much Nong Qianding loved Nong Rusong in his heart. This situation is thought-provoking.

"Kill...kill...I'm!"

Nong Rusong looked at the long sword in Nong Qianding's hand, and his voice seemed extremely weak.

"Click!"

A light sound came from Nong Rusong's body, and then Nong Rusong's face changed again. With a wow, a mouthful of thick blood was sprayed out directly.

"Lin Yi?"

Wu Xinghe quickly turned his gaze to Lin Yi, but saw Lin Yi's fingers gently raising, and his indifferent expression was restored again.

"die!"

Nong Qianding no longer hesitated at this time. With a swing of his sword, he stabbed directly at Nong Rusong's throat.

"Wait a minute! Old Man Nong!"

Wu Xinghe waved his hand, and a silver light blocked the sword in Nong Qianding's hand, instantly blocking the sword that Nong Qianding had already swung down.

"Old Man Wu, what are you doing?"

Nong Qianding was already extremely weak. At this moment, he finally made up his mind, but was blocked by the Fog Star River.

Wu Xinghe took back the silver thread from his hand and looked at Lin Yi next to him. From Lin Yi's eyes, he had already got the answer, but this answer needed him to say.

"Old man Hong, Rusong's bones were pressed into powder, and the cave was shattered, and it was like a useless person. Let's stay! It can be regarded as saving a trace of incense for the farmer..." Wu Xinghe said with some difficulty.

"Leave him?! Hahaha... I never want to leave him! Old Man Wu, thank you, Lin Yi... Thank you! I know you have good intentions, but if this son is not dead, the temple is heartbroken, the human race is heartbroken..."

After hearing Wu Xinghe's words, Nong Qianding's expression was even more painful. He looked at Lin Yi who was silent beside him. He understood that the person who had just broken the Nong Ru Song Cave was doing it.

In the eyes of the world, Lin Yi is extremely shameless and profit-oriented...

There will be times when there is no revenge?

"Pu Thorn!"

The long sword finally passed through Nong Rusong's throat, and bright red blood sprayed out, and Nong Qianding's hair turned completely white at this moment.

A sword...

Nong Qianding is ten years older, but his cultivation will never stop moving forward.

"From today, I have resigned from the position of the head of the Temple Dan Sect. I only hope that I can have the opportunity to sweep the temple for the head of the Temple in this life to redeem my son's sins today!"

Nong Qianding's voice shocked all the disciples of the temple, but everyone could hear it, and it was extremely desolate.

"Kill the Demon Emperor!"

"Yes, kill the Demon Emperor!"

"Kill, kill the monster clan!"

At this moment, all the disciples of the Temple were completely ignited, and everyone drew out their weapons and rushed to rush towards the surrounding monsters.

"roar!"

"Ao!"

When the monsters saw the disciples of the Temple who were rushing over, they immediately showed their fierce light. They opened their mouths, waved their claws, and rushed towards the disciples of the Temple.

The killing seemed to have begun.

Lin Yi walked to Heisha step by step.

Around Heisha, countless temple disciples were surrounded by now. All the temple disciples were holding weapons, but no one dared to approach Heisha.

The reputation of the Seven Demon Emperors is so great!

"Lin Yi! Don't think that you can stop all this with your own strength. All the ancient jade has been in our hands. Today is the time for the seven demon emperors to reunite!"

Seeing Lin Yi coming, anger flashed in Heisha's eyes.

"Seven Demon Emperors?"

"Ancient jade?!"

"What does it mean? Are there other demon emperors who are going to come out?"

When all the disciples of the temple heard this, their eyes widened, and looked at Heisha and Lin Yi with horror.

"All ancient jades?! Are you..."

Lin Yi's face changed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. If Heisha said the truth, then Gengfu might be...

"Hahaha...you'd better care about the things in the ancient ruins? If this emperor guessed well, it would probably be too late now, hahaha..."

After Heisha finished speaking, his whole body began to turn red. In an instant, his huge body was divided into more than 30 small red black evil spirits, and red black evil spirits rushed towards the ground.
To be continued...