Chapter 360 [If this life is a mistake in meeting, I wish for a good ending][The Song family of Dongyang, the descendants of the wine immortal. The family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the flame is not extinguished. The immortal cliff pities their weakness and pities their merits, and grants them special favors. After seven thousand years, the family tradition has been corrupted and the people are ruthless. They break contracts, rape the weak, kill innocent people, and steal their reputation...] [Now I have sent down a tablet to inquire about the crimes, to inform the world that the crimes are numerous and have angered both the immortals and the mortals. I will punish them with the punishment of the Nine Heavens, wash them with the blood of Haoran, and wipe them out with the righteousness of Donglin.] 【I hope that future generations will learn from this and repeat the glory of their ancestors. 】 In front of Song Valve. The flying sword immortal Song Lin's sword flashed across the sky, like an immortal descending to earth, to impose punishment. The heir of the Foolish Sword, Yang Qingyuan, carried the tablet of guilt on his shoulders, representing the will of Donglin Xianya, and raised an army to punish the guilty. A noble family with a history of thousands of years is going to be tried in public today! The monument is densely engraved with crimes, ranging from the crimes of a seven-year-old child to a golden statue that is hundreds of years old. Each and every one of them... is shocking. Some of the important events, such as the murder of the immortal sects and aristocratic families in Dongyang Prefecture, and the devilish means used, are even more terrifying. "Over the years, the Song family has committed so many evil things?" "In the past hundred years, none of the thirteen immortal sects, twenty-five thousand-year-old clans, the newly rising Li and Liu families, and dozens of emerging families in Dongyang have been spared..." "How can they consume so many resources? Where are they sent to?"

Everyone was in an uproar and didn't know what to do. The brilliant and shining monument of guilt seemed to have a power as great as the heavens and the earth, suppressing everything. The aura of the second-grade golden body that had just risen from the Song clan was like an ant in front of it. woohoo- Suddenly, thousands of immortal lights appeared above the nine heavens. Rays of light came from all directions and covered the entire sky above the Song clan in the blink of an eye. Wow~~ Many people involuntarily knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky. Looking at the scene that seemed like a god descending to the earth, a thought arose in their hearts: "The Song family is finished!" The Song clan is finished. Song Xiangyu, Cang Jiulong, Song Shiyong, Chen Wanwan...including every golden body warrior in the Song clan, are all clearly aware of this problem. Those hundreds and thousands of Donglin immortals in the sky are here to exterminate our clan today! "No! This is not true, how is it possible... How could Donglin Xianya want to destroy the Song family? Uncle Shixian, Great Uncle Gaoyuan, and Great Grandfather Changtian are all practicing in Xianya... How could they..." A fair-faced and graceful young man muttered to himself. His name is Song Yongqing. He is the eldest son of the Song family. He has always been aloof and cunning. But at this moment, he was distraught and unable to accept the fact before him. Is the Song clan strong? Strong. The tyrant of Cangzhou, the supreme one of Dongyang. Even if there is no Dharma Immortal, his background, power, and conflicts of interest with various forces, plus at least eight second-grade golden bodies, are something that ordinary Dharma Immortals would not dare to provoke. But facing the Donglinxian Cliff, he was like an unarmed child. Wave your hand and destroy it. One can imagine the despair in the hearts of millions of Song clan members at this moment. suddenly.

Song Yongqing seemed to remember something, and said excitedly to Song Lin in the sky: "This is not true... All of this is a frame-up! It's all false accusations!" "It's you!" "Song Lin, you want to destroy my Song family! You actually use such means, you, you... are slandering me! Yes, slander!" Song Yongqing said excitedly, as if he had grasped the last straw. "Yang Qingyuan, you just killed someone in Dongyang Prefecture. What qualifications do you have to carry this stone tablet? You are the murderer. You killed Lie Jinghao. You are the real sinner!" silence. Facing Song Yongqing's accusations. Everyone seemed to be looking at a drowned dog, barking in despair at the end. Since Donglin Xianya had taken action, he naturally had the most accurate evidence. No matter how much he said, the situation was doomed to be irreversible today. but. What exactly happened to Yang Qingyuan killing Lie Jinghao? "At this time, I am still in the Song clan." Song Linlin stood in the air, sneering to himself. Looking down at Yang Qingyuan, his eyes flickered slightly. "There are some things I must clarify." Yang Qingyuan seemed to have received a hint and slowly stepped out of the line, looking around. "I came here today because I heard that I had killed someone in Dongyang Prefecture recently." "Song Lin and I are indeed rivals, but Yang has acted in a way that is worthy of heaven, worthy of earth, and worthy of all people in the world. How could he travel thousands of miles to Dongyang Prefecture to kill innocent people just for his own selfish reasons?" "Don't you think this is ridiculous?" Yang Qingyuan looked at the people of the Song clan, at the dazed Song Yongqing, and at the angry Cang Jiulong, and smiled with disdain. In terms of methods and killing people, you are far inferior to Brother Song by more than ten mountains. Song Yongqing and Cang Jiulong were shocked. The people around the Song family fell into deep silence. The frame-up of Yang Qingyuan intensified the conflict between the two rivals. If their identities were just superficial, it would be easy to succeed. but. Song Lin, who came to cancel the engagement today, was actually an immortal envoy sent by Donglin Immortal Cliff to purge the Song clan. Their little trick was like a child in a busy market, which was particularly ridiculous. No one would believe what Song Yongqing said. The visiting letter sent a month ago had actually sentenced the Song family to death. "You... really haven't been to Dongyang Prefecture, and really didn't... kill Lie Jinghao?" Suddenly a soft female voice sounded from the side. Everyone turned their heads. The person who spoke was Song Xiangyu.

"Uh~~" Yang Qingyuan was stunned for a moment. I just felt that the way Song Xiangyu looked at me was very strange. Without any hesitation, he said loudly: "Yang has never been to Dongyang, let alone killed anyone." This sentence is half true and half false. He was Jian Wuxin, not Yang Qingyuan. Of course, he didn't kill anyone, but he had definitely come to Dongyang Prefecture a long time ago. But for Song Lin's plan and for justice, he had no choice but to go against his conscience today. "There's none?" Song Xiangyu lowered her head, tightly grasping the hilt of the sword with one hand and holding her heart with the other. pain. The indescribable heartache suddenly swept through my body and mind like a storm. this moment. She suddenly felt that the person in front of her was so strange... He lied. She understands. He had to lie for the sake of justice and to purge the Song clan, which had committed countless crimes. He was a man who would sacrifice small matters for the sake of justice. But why... did her heart hurt so much? Why did he lie to her? Why did he want to purge her family? Why did the person he joined forces with have to be Song Lin! Why is she Song Xiangyu now, instead of Tan Tai Xuanyin? Why could she only accept his judgment like a criminal at this moment? Instead of... standing beside him? Broken engagement, extermination of the clan, backstabbing by the beloved... Each and every incident was like a bayonet, piercing deeply into Song Xiangyu's heart. But she couldn't open her mouth and tell the world that she was actually Tan Tai Xuan Yin, Xie Mu Xue. She was also a disciple of Dong Lin Xian Ya, and she also stood on the side of justice. But except for a few people, no one knows her true identity. She couldn't abandon her family at this juncture. She couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. "My life is really like a joke." Song Xiangyu smiled sadly, full of sarcasm. Half of her body leaned against the door beam of the Song family, as if she had no strength left. There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, or this may be the best adjective to describe her at this moment. The weight of the word "responsibility" eventually crushed the girl's heart full of dreams. "Do it."

Song Lin didn't hesitate any longer and waved his hand to give the order. hum~~ The golden light in the sky turned into flying swords, piercing into the bodies of the Song clan's descendants who were resisting stubbornly. Above the clouds. Thousands and thousands of rays of light transformed into magical instruments and flying swords… The immortals from Xianling Xuanfeng rode their spiritual beasts and rushed into the territory of the Song clan. The sword cultivators from Jianya Xuanfeng became one with their swords and were invincible. The disciples of Wudao Xuanfeng and Qimen Xuanfeng joined forces to set up a unique formation, covering hundreds of miles of the Song clan's territory, and not allowing anyone to escape. The disciples of Douzhan Xuanfeng were the craziest, each holding a weapon, and charging into the crowd like a group of heroes. Anyone who resists stubbornly will be killed. If anyone asks for a name that is not high, he will be killed. Those on the list who are guilty of crimes punishable by death shall be killed. The blood splashed into the sky, creating circles of blood-red halos under the shining sun. Donglin Xianya's actions did not encounter any obstacles... Those powerful golden bodies understand better than ordinary people the consequences of resisting the will of the immortal sect. All of them surrendered and awaited trial. dead. For them, this is the simplest punishment. As long as it is not the punishment of eternal damnation, these people will be satisfied. for a long time. for a long time The morning sun moves from east to west, turning into a blood-red setting sun. Finally, no one in the Song clan was able to pick up a weapon or harbor the desire to resist. One figure after another was pushed to the stone tablet of guilt, kneeling on the ground with dejected expressions. There are more than tens of thousands of people. There are countless people who have already fallen in a pool of blood. At this moment when the sun is about to set. The final judgment has finally arrived. "Ang——" A shocking dragon roar suddenly came from the deepest part of the Song clan's territory. boom! Countless figures rose up and retreated one after another. next moment. A three-hundred-foot-long golden dragon phantom slowly raised its head from the Song clan. Its golden eyelids stared at the immortals on the Donglin Immortal Cliff and the corpses of the Song clan's disciples on the ground. At last. Its pair of golden eyes looked at Song Lin who was standing in the air.

"Song Lin, you bastard! You killed my people and destroyed my mountains and rivers! Today... I will make you pay with blood! Pay with blood!" The golden dragon shadow roared to the sky. Loud roars of shock, anger and resentment came from eight directions within the golden dragon's body. Song Lin looked carefully. Inside the illusory dragon body, there were eight powerful golden-bodied warriors sitting cross-legged. The Dragon Transformation Sutra! The other eight branches of the Song clan, which had been silent for a long time, and eight powerful second-grade golden body warriors with amazing means finally used their last resort. "So, this is what made me take action." Song Linfu was very happy and smiled happily. He got it. The moment the golden dragon's phantom appeared, I finally understood the significance of Donglin Xianya's move. Destiny man. It is an ancient legend that it can cut off the destiny of heaven, earth, humans, ghosts and gods. At this moment. Facing the vast and huge golden dragon phantom that seemed to be the condensed luck of the Song clan, Song Lin felt his whole body stirring, and the ten ultimate golden lights penetrated his whole body. The three hundred feet tall golden dragon now seemed so fragile and insignificant in his eyes. "I have gathered thousands of fortunes in one person, and the power of heaven and earth in one person. Today--" Song Lin shouted, holding the blood sword in his hand, and slashed at the three-hundred-foot golden dragon shadow. "In front of the Guilt Monument, slay the evil dragon with your sword!" boom! The ten golden lights shine brightly in the nine heavens. The endless power between heaven and earth actually gathered on the sword tip. The sword light suddenly swept across the sky, cutting the three hundred feet long golden dragon into two pieces. "Pfft~~" Hundreds of thousands of Song clan members trembled in unison, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, their eyes blank and horrified. 　Outside the mountain gate, the snow brushed against the white clothes and melted at the fingertips 　　Carrying a long sword, I wonder where to go in such a vast world. 　　At this point in my life, I am like a joke, I even laugh at myself 　　Wishful thinking, no end 　　If you have already shared the same heart with others 　　Why did you make me give my love to the wrong person? 　　Do you think I'm losing my mind? 　　You're actually moved 　　Fortunately, after years of floating in the world 　　This heart is already full of holes 　　How can I be afraid of you using your indifference as a blade to add another crack? 　　It won't hurt 　　It's better to bury the past in the wind

　　The long sword is the monument and the frost and snow is the tomb 　　If this life is wrong, meeting 　　Seek a good end 　　Riding a horse alone past the old bridge of Nanping 　　It happened to be foggy when the mountain rain came 　　I remember the time when we embraced each other under the umbrella 　　It's like lying on the bridge cables and having a dream 　　After waking up from the dream, I fell down, shattered into pieces, without a trace

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