Chapter 556 Seed of Light

A finger with condensed spiritual energy of the light attribute protruded out of the air, and it was suddenly magnified several times at the moment it appeared, turning into a giant finger, and the fingerprints on it were clearly visible.

hum!

Terrible fluctuations also erupted at the same time, Ling Hong's expression was very calm, as if this finger was so simple, like stretching out his hand to crush an ant to death.

"Do not!!!"

After Song Hongbing saw the direction in which the divine light fell, his expression changed in shock. He never expected that the spell that Ling Hong had cast for so long was going towards him, and when he discovered the blow , it's too late.

The speed of the attack of the light attribute was extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of light, and it came to Song Hongbing's side with just a flicker. It was impossible to avoid it, and there was no time to cast spells or use magic weapons to resist.

Unless one knows who the spell will fall on from the very beginning, and makes defensive measures in advance, or waits for the attack to come out, then all means of recovery will be useless.

The finger made of white light was about one meter thick. After it came out from Ling Hong's finger, when everyone looked at it again, it had already pressed on Song Hongbing's body.

At this moment, the Jingjing Pavilion fell into a strange silence, everyone's breathing seemed to be blocked, and in this almost stagnant time, everyone saw that horrifying scene.

I saw Song Hongbing's body under that terrifying finger, the whole body slowly collapsed, silently, without any hindrance, it just collapsed so directly, not even leaving ashes, it was directly annihilated by that finger up.

When everyone felt their heavy breathing again, a finger of divine light had landed on the remnants of the Song family, the imperial guards, the blood spirit sect and other hostile forces. The monk disappeared directly in front of everyone without any trace left.

Compared with the bloody scene after Lin Chuan broke out, Ling Hong's attack can be said to have brought elegance and nobility to the extreme. Everything was so clean and calm, as if nothing happened, but all the enemies disappeared .

Gudoo...

The sound of swallowing saliva became the loudest sound at the moment, followed by the thumping heartbeat. Everyone dared not make a sound at this moment, for fear of attracting Ling Hong's attention.

Legend has it that Nandou was born in the palm and Beidou died in the palm, but the terrifying lethality displayed by the [Dawn] Nandou at this moment did not mean to give birth to the palm at all. Instead, it brought the ultimate fear of death, unless its ability to treat Lin Chuan was counted. Otherwise, Ling Hong's horror has already made everyone feel desperate.

It's just this attack, his strength can already keep pace with Qinglong.

"In the middle stage of Jindan, it seems that it is not enough. It seems that you have gained a lot in the seventh floor!" Lin Chuan's slightly teasing voice sounded, and he turned his head to look at the handsome boy who was already standing beside him.

"Although there were accidents, everything went well in general!" Ling Hong smiled lightly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was used to seeing big scenes and experienced endless vicissitudes.

"I always feel that under your youthful appearance, there is a heart that is about to sink into the ground!" Lin Chuan said with a click, the expression on his face has completely relaxed, even though there are thousands of enemies around, even if there are still Six Nascent Soul stage monks, but these people are no longer in his eyes at this moment.

"That's because you don't understand my essence!" Ling Hong said calmly, unmoved.

"What are you going to do with the remaining ones? Since you have already taken over, I don't want to do it again!" Lin Chuan's kaleidoscope Sharingan glanced at the remaining six Nascent Soul stage monks with a light smile, frightened The faces of these people are getting darker than the other.

"I don't kill like you. Since it's entrusted to me, let me arrange it!" Ling Hong said lightly, and then stretched out his right hand, a large number of light path engravings immediately spread under the white skin, and the bright spiritual power surged Among them, not long after, six balls of light shining with pure white light floated out, lying quietly in the palm of Ling Hong's right hand.

"Let me put all kinds of light in your Nascent Soul, and I promise to let you go after the matter in the Immortal Mansion is over, otherwise, I don't mind killing a few more people!" Ling Hong's soft voice echoed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion , obviously threatening others, but it seems very gentle, without the slightest hostility.

But hearing these words in the ears of those Yuanying stage monks was another matter. Thinking of Song Hongbing who had just been crushed to death with one finger, everyone could hear the breath of death in Ling Hong's flat tone.

"Are you really going to let us go after leaving the Immortal Mansion?" said a monk named Zhou Lang. His cultivation base was the lowest among the six people, only in the early stage of Yuanying, and he was also the first one to show a compromise look at this moment. .

"When you leave the Immortal Mansion, your cultivation will return to the Nascent Soul stage. At that time, my methods should not be able to restrict you. Even if I don't let you go, you still have a way to leave!" Ling Hong said calmly. Said.

"But..." A monk wanted to refute, but was blocked by Ling Hong's calm eyes.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Ling Hong was a rare light attribute, and no one knew whether the light seed he planted in everyone's Nascent Soul could be solved, and Ling Hong had a mysterious origin, and he was the only one who had been to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. No one on the seventh floor knows what he has gained from it. If he really allows it to plant the seed of light, the consequences will be too unpredictable.

But from Ling Hong's explanation just now, they have already understood it, because there is only one meaning, and they are not qualified to bargain!

"Okay! I promise you!" Zhou Lang was the first to make a decision, gritted his teeth and agreed to Ling Hong's request.

The next moment, Ling Hong moved his fingers, and one of the balls of light flew out immediately, heading straight for Zhou Lang's dantian, and disappeared after entering it.

Feeling Ling Hong's seed of light, Zhou Lang didn't find anything unusual, but at this moment, the Nascent Soul who was sitting cross-legged in the dantian had a touch of white light, and everything else was normal.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Zhou Lang, the remaining five monks at the Nascent Soul stage agreed to Ling Hong's request one after another after hesitating for a while, letting him plant the seeds of light in their Nascent Souls.

This is also something that can’t be helped, at this time they have completely lost the capital to confront 【Xiao】, there is only one end for refusing, and that is death.

As for the casual cultivators of the golden core period who were so frightened that their faces turned pale in the distance, Ling Hong didn't even look at them, and just ignored them.

At this point, the assessment of the entire sixth floor came to an early conclusion. Lin Chuan restrained all his breath and went to practice cross-legged, while Ling Hong quietly guarded Lin Chuan, waiting for the assessment to end.

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