Section 317 Killing Rings However, just as the sword light was about to shoot at Song Zhong, endless waves suddenly surged out of Song Zhong's chest, as if the heavenly river had burst its embankment. The terrifying water, with a terrifying scene like an explosion, suddenly burst open, and in just an instant, the entire hall was submerged.

Although the sword light shot by the white-clothed monk was incomparably sharp, it still couldn't resist the layers of gushing waves, and it quickly disappeared.

The next moment, a super water balloon with a diameter of more than 1,000 miles appeared out of thin air. The people in the main hall didn't even have a chance to react, they were teleported to the center of the water balloon by an invisible spatial force, thousands of miles from the ground, and were completely submerged by the water.

Song Zhong was the only exception, he still stood still in place, and there was not a drop of water around him. It was as if those heavy, cold Xuanshui knew him, and they were far away from him, not daring to approach him at all.

Just like the tremendous pressure of the mountains, the terrifying cold air that freezes and shatters gold and iron, and the strange fluctuations of spatial supernatural powers, the three realms of imprisonment suppress everyone to the death, even the two great cultivators at the level of cultivation and void are unable to break free, and can only become lambs to be slaughtered.

In the face of such a desperate situation, Aunt Yue was stupid, the white-clothed female monk was also stupid, and all the monks at all levels of the Xuanji Hall were in a sluggish state.

Finally, Aunt Yue came to her senses first, and hurriedly used enough mana to shout, "Song Zhong, come out, did you get this?"

As soon as Aunt Yue's words fell, Song Zhong slowly walked out of the main hall. With his actions, the heavy Xuanshui automatically dodged, leaving a path for him to pass. Seeing this scene, even an idiot knows that this terrifying Xuanshui is a ghost made by Song Zhong!

Song Zhong came outside unhurriedly, looked up at the people trapped in the middle of the water balloon, and then smiled: "Aunt Yue, Aunt Yue, I originally thought you were a character, but now it seems that you are nothing more than that, just a snob!"

After Aunt Yue heard Song Zhong's words, her old face suddenly turned red, and infinite remorse suddenly welled up in her heart, she knew that Song Zhong had such a powerful hole card, even if she was killed, she would definitely not go against Song Zhong.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine sold in the world, and it's too late to say anything now. Just now she acquiesced to the white-clothed monk's act of killing Song Zhong, and she had already offended Song Zhong miserably, and Song Zhong would definitely not let her go easily.

However, although Aunt Yue didn't know the bottom of her heart, for the sake of her own life, she could only bite the bullet and say: "Nephew Song Zhongxian, you should also forgive me for my hardships? My senior sister has a bad temper, I can't persuade her at all! However, she just wants to vent her anger on you, and she will definitely not kill you, right, senior sister?"

Aunt Yue said, and hurriedly glanced at the white-clothed monk.

The white-clothed friar was not the kind of reckless idiot, and in this case, she naturally couldn't be stupid enough to provoke Song Zhong anymore. So he hurriedly softened and said, "Yes, yes, Auntie is joking with you! Don't take it seriously!"

"Hmph!" Song Zhong sneered disdainfully: "You two idiots are the same thing, you really treat me as a three-year-old child?"

"You~" Aunt Yue was suddenly speechless.

And the white-clothed monk saw that Song Zhong was not fooled, so Suo no longer relented, and instead threatened: "Song Zhong, let me tell you, you are just a nobody, you have no foundation, even if you die, at most you will pay something and it will be over." But we are different, my Han family is a big family of the Xuanji Taoist Sect, and my ancestor is a master of the Mahayana period. If you dare to touch us, the entire Xuanji Dao Sect will be dispatched to hunt you down endlessly, so I advise you to let us go honestly, and I can treat today's incident as if it never happened!"

"Hehe, it's indeed a very advantageous threat!" Song Zhong smiled slightly, and then said coldly: "It's a pity that you used it in the wrong place!"

"Ah!" the white-clothed friar gasped and hurriedly said, "You, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph!" Song Zhong snorted coldly and said, "Let me tell you the truth! You think that if you are high up, you can kill us little people! But you are wrong, Song Zhong is a little person, but I am a little person with a temper. When I was a child, I had enough of the anger of people like you, so after I officially became a monk, I vowed never to be angry with you bastards again! Song Zhong is in this life, but seek pleasure and revenge! Since you want to kill me, then you must be prepared to be killed by me!"

As he spoke, the murderous intent that shot out of Song Zhong's eyes made the white-clothed monk shudder. However, she still endured the horror in her heart, and said stiffly: "Song Zhong, the power of the Xuanji Dao Sect is not something you can fight against, and the Xuantian Dao Sect will not protect you! If you dare to touch me, you will die!"

"How about that?" Song Zhong sneered: "I'm just a cheap life, and I can die with a noble person like you, how can I count it as earning!"

"No, Song Zhong, don't think that you can die happily, for those who offend our family, we will all draw out our souls and barbecue on the yin fire for tens of thousands of years!" The white-clothed monk hurriedly said: "If you don't want to experience the taste of life that is worse than death, it's best not to mess around!"

"Hahaha!" Song Zhong looked up to the sky and laughed: "Slut, even if you say that the sky is full of flowers, and the ground is surging with golden lotus, it is useless, because, Uncle Ben, I don't eat this set at all!

Saying that, Song Zhong waved his hand fiercely, and the cold water spirit immediately understood what Song Zhong meant, and immediately attacked. Countless terrifying spatial shocks came from all directions, all of which acted on the white-clothed monk. The superimposed spatial shocks produced extremely terrifying power, and at the center of the superimposed powers, the white-clothed female monks who practiced the void period were not able to resist for long, and they were shattered by the spatial shocks on the spot.

It was definitely a real piece of broken bones, bones, muscles, all turned into powder, and the white-clothed friar completely turned into a puddle of blood and disgusting things. This is the terrifying power of the Ice and Water Spirit.

After millions of years of evolution, the terrifying supernatural powers formed by the Thousands of Miles of Xuanshui Sea can naturally be killed in seconds even by practicing the Great Void Cultivator.

Seeing such a terrible scene, the people around were immediately stunned, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that that blood-colored paste was the once majestic white-clothed monk!

Then, a black storage ring and a hosta-shaped spirit treasure rose from the blood water. The space ring was directly teleported to Song Zhong by the cold water spirit with the space supernatural power, and Song Zhong smiled without hesitation.

But the Lingbao hairpin was not honest, it kept running around, it was clear that it wanted to break through, but unfortunately it was not strong enough, and it was impossible to break through the interception of the cold ice and water spirit, so it could only be played around in place.

It was only then that the little white face woke up and cried bitterly, "Mother!"

Although this kid cried very sadly, it was a pity that Song Zhong was unmoved, he just sneered: "Boy, you know crying now, just now, you were very arrogant!"

"You, you killed my mother, I must kill you and avenge my mother!" the boy then cried and scolded.

"Hehe!" Song Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Poor boy, you can't speak incoherently, okay, for your pity, I'll guide you." You kid just said two things wrong, the first is that my mother's death should not be blamed on me, if you hadn't forced her to kill me, you would have been happy at home by now, and your mother wouldn't have died at all, wouldn't she?"

When the guy heard this, his face immediately turned to ashes. Only then did he realize that he was the culprit who caused this tragedy. Originally, Song Zhong let him go, and everyone could go their own way, and they would be safe and sound! But he had to ask his mother to help him avenge him, and the white-clothed monk who was empty-eyed really agreed with a cheeky face. If it weren't for the fact that they deceived people too much and didn't give Song Zhong a chance to live, how could they have done such a poisonous move? But for this matter, I really can't complain about Song Zhong! At least that guy's responsibility is far above Song Zhong.

Seeing that the poor child was dumbfounded, Song Zhong shook his head with some disdain, and then said: "Now the second mistake I tell you, that is, you have no chance of revenge at all!

Seeing Song Zhong kill two people in a row, the rest of the people all turned pale. Especially Aunt Yue was even more frightened, and she couldn't wait to find a place to hide it.

It's a pity that she is in the water polo, transparent everywhere, and she has nowhere to escape. Song Zhong's eyes finally fell on Aunt Yue. That cold gaze made Aunt Yue's heart palpitate for a while, and she knew that she couldn't hide it, so she had to forcibly squeeze out a smile and said, "Nephew Song Zhongxian, can you look at the face of the plum blossom goddess and let me go?"

"Obviously not!" Song Zhong said lightly: "I know what Senior Mei is like, if she knew that you not only rebelled, but also acquiesced in others killing me, she would definitely do the same to you!

Aunt Yue was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it's true! Alas, if I knew this, why should I be a villain in vain?"

"People's paths are all chosen by themselves, obviously there is a broad road you don't take, but you choose to jump off the cliff, then I can't save you!" Song Zhong said lightly: "I hope that in the next life, you can take the right path!" As he spoke, Song Zhong waved his hand again, and the next moment, Aunt Yue was also shocked into a pool of blood by the cold water. Her famous weapon, the Natal Spirit Treasure Evil Moon Scimitar, also floated from the water of blood. And the space ring became Song Zhong's trophy.

(To be continued)