Chapter 361: Punishment on behalf of God, massacre of the Song clan?

"Curse!"

The Song clan's territory was hundreds of miles long, and countless people looked up at the sky.

He stared in amazement as Song Lin used his sword to mobilize the power of heaven and earth. Thousands of thunders gathered on the sword tip and cut off the dragon's head. He was indescribably shocked.

Boom boom~~
The residual power of the heavenly punishment was still spreading, and countless thunders struck down, chopping eight second-grade golden body masters, thirty-six golden body elders of the Song clan, and hundreds of the most outstanding middle-aged and young generation members into dust.

this moment.

Those who were exposed to the power of heavenly punishment seemed to have a strong bloody glow on their bodies. Thunderous heavenly punishments fell automatically one after another, and no matter how they resisted or fled, they could not escape the punishment of heaven and earth.

"A bloody disaster! So this is the legendary bloody disaster!" An old man looked excited and sad, revealing deep regret.

Then the whole person turned into meat paste under the thunder and returned to the earth.

“It turned out to be a bloody disaster!”

Many people were shocked when they heard this.

in the Legends.

There is a kind of punishment from heaven and earth that can cut off a person's spiritual roots and wipe out their foundation. Under this kind of punishment, one's body will die and the Tao will disappear. The reincarnated body will definitely become a mortal, or even fall into the animal realm, depriving one of the qualifications to be reborn as a human.

Only those who have committed serious sins and killed many people will bring about this kind of divine punishment.

The Song clan’s crimes today are unforgivable.

This batch of thunders killed at least tens of thousands of people on the spot!

"In their eyes, this is a bloody disaster. In the eyes of the Song clan, this is a blood feud! Who exactly is this Song Lin?"

"It's incredible that such a powerful force can be triggered!"

"Is he going to wipe out all nine clans of the Song clan?"

Everyone's heart was filled with anxiety, fear, and admiration.

Who would have thought that the Song family would suffer such a violent revenge just because they had broken an engagement? Although Song Lin's dispute with the Song family was not the main cause, it was the wedge to their demise.

As the saying goes, the disasters sent by Heaven can be avoided, but the disasters brought by oneself cannot be escaped.

If they hadn't done so many evil things, how could they have been caught?

for a long time.

Another long time.

Night has fallen and a crescent moon appears in the sky.

The entire Song clan's 100-li territory was reduced to ruins, with more than 100,000 corpses piled up like a mountain, dyeing the earth red. The remaining hundreds of thousands of Song clan members could only watch helplessly.

What can they do?
Nothing can be done.

"Why - why! Why do you treat us like this!" Song Yongqing, the eldest son of the Song family, knelt in front of the monument of guilt and roared to the sky.

Boom!

The last bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the stone tablet. Song Yongqing disappeared, leaving only ashes in the place where he stood.

This is the end.

The nine major branches of the Song clan were almost completely wiped out.

And the person in charge of this punishment is none other than the Flying Sword Immortal Song Lin.

however.

The killing did not stop.

There were also tens of thousands of guilty Song clan members kneeling in front of the crime monument, waiting for their fate. Their hands might not have been stained with blood, but the crimes they had committed were enough to get them killed ten times.

"kill!"

Song Lin uttered softly without changing his expression.

"promise!"

Hundreds of Douzhan Xuanfeng disciples held butcher knives in their hands. Groups of figures fell in pools of blood, and the sound of miserable screams, cries, and pleas could be heard everywhere.

Among these people were unarmed women and children, dying elderly people, and even an ignorant child of seven years old.

Many people couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned their heads away.

They knew very well that these people were guilty.

The crimes of every member of the Song clan are clearly listed on the tablet. If you think it is not detailed enough, there are three bookcases full of records next to it.

Weapons are not the only thing that can kill people.

Those in high positions can often decide life and death with a single word. Even a seven-year-old child can push someone into the water and commit murder.

Donglinxianya adheres to the ultimate truth of heaven and regards all things as straw dogs, treating them equally.

If you are guilty, you should be punished.

If you have made contributions, you must be rewarded!

However, those members of the Song clan who have made contributions will not be rewarded openly today.

"No! Don't kill me!"

"I clearly didn't kill anyone, why are you killing me... The Guilt Monument is wrong, it's wrong! I am innocent, it's wronged!"

"Please let me go, Immortals! No - my son! My son is only seven years old, and you killed him. Are you still human!!!"

“Hahahaha, what Donglin Immortal? Heaven is fair. You will be punished for being so cruel! You will definitely... be punished... ah”

There was a short scream, and another head rolled to the ground.

"Pooh!"

A Douzhan Xuanfeng disciple spat and said to the head on the ground: "If you feel innocent, go ask the guilt monument. If you think we will be punished... hehe"

The man chuckled and pointed at Song Lin in the sky, saying, "This man is punishing on behalf of the heavens. Even if the sky falls, he will hold it up. I am the one who killed you, but I, grandpa, will not be stained with any blood in today's killing."

"Goodness."

"Do you know merit? Killing you will only bring me merit! The more you kill, the higher the merit, and the more blessings you will have. In the next life... Grandpa, maybe I can become a Dharma Immortal!"

Say it.

He raised the butcher knife again and walked behind an old woman.

"Stop, you can't kill me! I am the mistress of the Song family. If you dare to kill me, I will make you pay!" The old woman's eyes widened and she turned back suddenly.

"Hey, you're still like this even when you're about to die!"

The disciples of Douzhan Xuanfeng sneered.

"you--"

The old woman gritted her teeth, her face showing despair.

suddenly.

She seemed to remember something, and suddenly shouted towards the monument: "Wanwan, Wanwan save me! I am your aunt, please, please save me..."

"I can't die, I really can't die here! Aunt, please, I've never begged you before, just this once... just this once, okay?"

The butcher knife on the neck stopped.

A hint of joy flashed in the old woman's eyes.

it works!

Chen Wanwan's status is so noble that even the Donglin Immortal has to take it into consideration.

however.

When Chen Wanwan heard this, she couldn't help but turn her head away with a very complicated expression.

Although she is simple, she is not stupid.

The Song clan is in trouble today because of their own fault.

The appearance of Song Lin was nothing more than wielding the butcher knife that had been prepared long ago. He only used the act of breaking off the engagement to gather most of the Song clan members together.

today.

Donglin Xianya will not let any guilty person go.

As the mistress of the Song clan, Chen Shuxian's crime is unforgivable.

Seeing her like this, Chen Shuxian finally lost hope and yelled madly, "Chen Wanwan, you ungrateful bastard! I've been so nice to you all the time! You deserve to die, you deserve to die too... Hahaha, you all deserve to die!"

"Old crazy woman, it's time to get going!"

The disciples of Douzhan Xuanfeng raised their butcher knives again.

"No!" Chen Shuxian screamed in despair: "Song Xiangyu, it's all your fault, you bitch—"

Pfft~~
An old head, with gray hair all over the sky, rolled down the dust and mud.

For a long time, and then for a long time again.

The night is dark.

Tens of thousands of headless corpses lay in the square in front of the Song clan's gate, circling the monument to ask questions, and the smell of blood filled the sky.

Of the millions of Song clan members, thirty percent were gone at this moment.

"Have you... killed enough?"

Song Xiangyu finally seemed to come to her senses and walked step by step to Song Lin.

Looking at the man standing with his hands behind his back.

He said sadly, "If you haven't killed enough, how about exchanging my life for theirs? How many lives do you think I'm worth? Kill me... Please!"

Say it.

She fell to her knees with a thump, bent over deeply, and her eyes were full of sadness.

Everything today.

She took half the blame on herself.

As Chen Shuxian said, if it weren't for her, the Song clan wouldn't have been destroyed so easily. At least... the eight direct descendants could have left behind some seeds of incense.

"Sister Xiangyu!"

Chen Wanwan screamed and rushed forward, jumping and running, but her steps were limping.

past.

Song Lin had never seen her walk like this.

She seemed like a free-spirited phoenix, always flying in the sky, but it turned out that she was born lame, a congenital disability that could not be cured even by the Chen family's ability.

Chen Wanwan tried to pull Song Xiangyu up, but couldn't.

So she pulled Song Lin's sleeve and begged, "Brother Song Lin, please let Sister Yu go. Wanwan begs you!"

"Really! She has never done anything wrong. She only wants to restore the Nine Houses... No, no, she hasn't actually been involved in the Song Clan's affairs. She has been practicing outside. In fact, she is..."

"Late night!"

Song Xiangyu shouted, stopping Chen Wanwan from continuing.

Then he raised his head and looked at Song Lin coldly, his expression full of stubbornness.

"You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you. I only ask... to use my life to exchange for the lives of a few innocent Song clan members. Kill me, if it makes you feel better."

Song Lin looked quietly at the woman kneeling below.

His expression was calm and indifferent.

After a long while, he finally said calmly: "You are just a stranger to me. Why would I kill you?"

"Donglin Xianya adheres to the principle of justice of heaven. Today, I will punish on behalf of heaven. I will not let a sinner go, nor will I kill a good person by mistake. You are innocent, and there is no need to kneel before me."

"Miss Song, please stand up."

"...Thank you."

Song Xiangyu seemed to understand the meaning of the words. She bowed deeply, then stood up and stumbled back the way she came.

He passed by Yang Qingyuan without even looking at him.

"The verdict is pronounced."

Song Lin withdrew his gaze and gave the order calmly.

"promise!"

April 2nd, midnight.

The long night of killing was finally over.

The immortal from Donglinxianya began to judge the crimes of the remaining people.

Although the remaining Song clan members were not guilty of death, they were all guilty of their own crimes, ranging from abolishing their cultivation, exiling, suppressing, and demoting.

From early morning till sunrise.

This turbulent catastrophe finally came to an end.

This is the end.

The Song clan, a thousand-year-old family, was wiped out from the land of Cangzhou.

The descendants of the nine major branches were scattered among the surviving branches, separated to the farthest reaches of the earth, and were ordered not to reunite for three hundred years. Anyone who disobeyed would be killed.

That monument of guilt will forever stand before the ruins of the Song clan to serve as a warning to the world.

"Is this the end?"

Jian Wuxin stood beside Song Lin and asked softly.

Song Lin nodded calmly.

Are they really going to destroy the Song clan?

The Song clan was so huge, with millions of members. He couldn't kill them all, and he didn't want to kill innocent people.

“It’s good that it’s over.”

Jian Wuxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He rarely saw Song Lin show mercy, but this time... did it count? Probably not.

After all, no matter how much mercy was shown, at least 200,000 people died because of him.

Just one night!

In the hearts of the surviving members of the Song clan, his name will be an indelible nightmare in their lives.

And at this time.

But Song Lin was seen walking towards Song Fa alone.

Cang Jiulong.

The descendant of the King of Cangzhou who was in contact with the Song clan.

See Song Lin coming.

Cang Jiulong's feet were shaking, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an endless ice cave.

He actually wanted to leave a long time ago.

But he didn't dare.

Because from the beginning, there was an invisible edge covering him. If he made any unusual move, he would be struck by thunder.

And now.

This flying sword immortal who slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in one night is finally going to be dealt with!
"what's your name?"

Song Lin stopped and stood seven steps away from Cang Jiulong.

"Cang Cang Xing Long."

Cang Jiulong lowered his head deeply, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Good, you're honest."

Song Lin's mouth curled up slightly.

A ray of golden light emerged from the fingertips and pointed at Cang Xinglong's heart.

(End of this chapter)