C917 You thought heaven was your house

Name:Supreme Dragon System Author:Jiu Huo
Hearing such news, Zhan Tianming's heart was filled with grief.

Although he was not really a good person himself, he would definitely not be like that Old Woman, who inhumanly killed innocent people.

The middle-aged man said sorrowfully, "I was rushing back to the town from outside, and seeing this scene, I …" I... "Sob, sob …"

Wiping away his tears, the middle-aged man could only silently weep.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man told Zhan Tianming a few things from time to time, and Zhan Tianming and the others finally found out that everyone in the little town was being brought to the Snow Dragon Valley by the Old Woman, prepared to be Lao Leier's funeral. They didn't want their son and their grandson, who could no longer find any corpses, to be too lonely.

"Bastard!" You can even do such a thing? "

Zhan Tianming's face was filled with sullen anger.

Now, he finally understood what it meant to have the same kind of parents as the same kind of children.

This Old Woman was the same as Lao Leier, and also the same as Yi Ming, they were all not good stuff.

This kind of person deserved to die!

Killing intent spread out in Zhan Tianming's heart.

By the side, Zeng Kuilin who was listening to all of this had a face full of anger, his eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.

"I'm going to save father!"

With that, Zeng Kuilin ran out of the cave.

"Uncle, you should rest here first. We'll go save them." Zhan Tianming didn't have time to comfort his as he quickly chased after his.

Feng Wushuang also quickly followed.

Zeng Kuilin obviously knew where the Snow Dragon Valley was. He had a furious expression on his face as he ran forward. The expression in his eyes was as if he wished that he could fly over there immediately.

Zhan Tianming and Feng Wushuang executed their movement techniques and quickly caught up to Zeng Kuilin.

"Bro, you point the way. I'll take you."

Finished speaking, Zhan Tianming reached out and grabbed Zeng Kuilin's shoulder, and with a tap of his feet, the speed of his advance immediately increased.

Snowdragon Valley.

In a canyon close to the Tianxue Peak Mountain Range, one side was covered in snow, while the other side was overflowing with green.

It was rare to see such a wondrous sight.

At this moment, as long as one was alive, almost everyone in the entire Tianxue Town was digging out dirt and a huge pit had already been dug out of the Snow Dragon Valley.

No one was willing to do it, but no one dared to.

They all knew that this crater was their personal grave.

Digging his own grave?

Oh my god!

Was there something wrong with his head?

However, there were already several ice-cold corpses lying not too far away. They were all people who dared to oppose the challenge or to slack off. Moreover, they were not weak at all.

Even a 6-star Yu Zun was instantly killed, who would dare disobey?

The result of disobedience was an early death.

And he died miserably.

Everyone felt extremely uncomfortable as they dug the grave for themselves.

Ah!" I can't stand it!

Whoosh!

A Feather Emperor Realm Feather Cultivator could no longer endure that kind of torture. The Double Wing behind him shook and turned into a golden light as she prepared to escape.

What a pity!

The Feather Cultivator hadn't even flown ten meters before she was stopped in midair by a terrifying force.

Bang!

His body directly exploded as bits of flesh and pieces of cloth fell onto the ground.

Blood splashed onto their bodies, faces, and heads. Waves of nausea surged up.

"Wow …"

"Wow …"

Two ordinary people could not help but vomit.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded from the top of the enormous crater.

"All of you will be buried with my son. No one can escape."

His voice rumbled in the air like thunder.

People did not dare to say anything.

But this feeling of continuous death nearing was like a giant boulder pressing against their hearts, constantly torturing everyone. Many people's nerves had already collapsed to the extreme, as if they could break at any time and could no longer endure this torment.

Meanwhile, some cultivators with thick nerves were cursing in their hearts.

"Old witch, you also died miserably!"

"Damn it! What was this old granny's heart made of? How could it be so vicious? "

"Fuck, if laozi doesn't die, I'll definitely overturn Kevin's ancestral grave in the future."

"…"

Any vicious words, those cultivators scolded again and again. They wished they could take out all eighteen generations of Ai Lin's ancestors and greet them one by one.

At the edge of the huge pit.

She was dressed in the robes of an inner sect elder of the Ice Crystal Palace, with her back slightly hunched, her face filled with wrinkles, and her red eyes carrying a sense of sorrow, looking down at Lao Leier's stiff corpse.

"Child, don't worry. I will definitely avenge you."

Ai Lin really hated him.

She hated herself for not being able to protect Lao Leier, and Yi Ming as well.

Originally, she felt that with her position and reputation in the Ice Crystal Palace, coupled with the fact that Lao Leier was already an expert of the Feather Sovereign, as long as the two of them didn't leave the Heavenly Moon Empire, she would be fine even if she went as she pleased in some small towns.

But, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, his son and grandson were both dead, and even the remains of grandson Yi Ming could not be found.

This kind of blow was too big, Ai Lin couldn't bear it.

In his heart, there was only hatred.

What's the point of pulling a bunch of people to accompany them in death?

In the near future, he would have to bring more people here to accompany him in death.

Only then would his son and grandson not be lonely and be able to continue to enjoy life below.

After being silent for a long time, Ai Lin turned and looked at the huge pit.

"Soon. If we dig a little more, it should be enough to bury even more people. "

While muttering, the grief in Ai Lin's eyes slowly turned into killing intent.

But!

Until now, Ai Lin still did not know whose hands her grandson, Yi Ming, had died at. Where was her corpse?

No matter how she thought about it, she could only think of Zhan Tianming.

After all, Zhan Tianming had killed Lao Leier with his own hands.

"Humph!" That damned Human Clan brat, I swear on the name of God, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces! "

After a long while, Ai Lin raised her head and looked at the huge pit.

This pit was almost done.

Now, it was time to let these useless and foolish people die with their children.

"Lao Leier, Yi Ming, don't worry, as your mother and grandmother, I will personally kill the villains who killed you. I will also bring his head to your graves to repent to you."

"God, please open your eyes and forgive my children and grandchildren for their sins. Let them rest in peace forever."

"They will accompany you by your side and enjoy the light forever."

At this moment, a snort came from the sky far away.

"Humph!" Such an evil person still wants to enjoy light forever? "

"Do you think that heaven is owned by your family?"