Chapter 1570 Little Boy

Li Hanxue had no awareness of all this happening. His mind has been completely occupied by the endless desire to kill, and the hot dragon flames from his body shine across the earth, burning everything.

Not only that, the binary level of destructive murderous aura split into one-element murderous aura, and then the one-element murderous aura split again into ordinary murderous aura. The number of murderous auras formed was as dense as locusts and ants, flying all over the sky.

The entire cemetery town fell into a double hell of murderous aura and dragon flames.

"ah"

"Help!"

"Help"

The people of Lingyuan Town, business travelers and even some warriors with some skills all let out heart-rending screams as they were swept away by the dragon's flames and murderous intent.

The negative emotions of horror, despair, helplessness, and helplessness are nakedly presented in their truest and most primitive form at the moment when life is dying.

Their pleas for help and mercy did not lead to miracles. Li Hanxue turned a deaf ear to them. Now even if someone chops his head with an imperial child, he may not be able to wake up.

In the gray world in front of Li Hanxue, scarlet light spots were beating.

Li Hanxue didn't know what it was, nor did he care what it was. He only had one thought in his mind: to completely eliminate these red spots!

"Roar!"

Li Hanxue looked up to the sky and screamed wildly, murderous intent and dragon flames burst out. He was like a small sun, his diameter instantly grew a thousand times, and the sky filled with dragon flames completely covered the small town of the cemetery.

"Help"

All life was turned into nothingness under the strangulation of murderous aura and dragon flame. Outside the cemetery town, the old scholar who had escaped beforehand panted and looked back at the cemetery town, only to see that the cemetery town had been completely reduced to nothing. All the buildings were not even ashes left, and they had completely sunk into the earth. , only the thick smoke rising, telling the world

Man, an unimaginable horrific disaster once occurred there.

The old scholar murmured to himself with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I ran fast. If I had been half an hour slower, I would have been burned to ashes together with those idiots."

"However, such a fire is definitely not a natural disaster, but a human disaster! Lingyuan Town is not a small town, with a radius of thousands of miles, but it was completely burned down in an instant. The person who caused this disaster is definitely a holy king!"

The old scholar turned out to be a teacher in Xunguo's capital, and his cultivation level was at the ninth level of the Mingwu Realm, which was not too low. Therefore, he knew very well what it meant for a saint to act so unscrupulously in Xunguo.

"There is a Holy Lord invading Xunguo. This matter is of great importance. We must return to the capital as soon as possible to report to the Holy Lord. Although our Xunguo does not have the combat power of a Holy Lord, we are protected by a second-grade sect and cannot tolerate outsiders here. Be wild and wanton!"

The old scholar was about to fly back to Kyoto, when suddenly a little boy walked towards him.

This little boy looks to be only about seven years old. Although it is midsummer and the sun is blazing, this little boy is wearing a thick white fox fur coat, a white fox velvet hat, and a pair of white fox velvet boots. His whole body is as white as snow. .

Even his face, his eyelashes, and his pupils were as pure and spotless as snow.

The old scholar had an illusion in his heart, as if a newborn baby looked filthy in front of this child.

"This boy was born with a strange phenomenon. He is definitely not an ordinary person!" The old scholar couldn't help but become curious, and his eyes gradually moved along with the little boy's footsteps.

I saw the little boy walking across from him, walking past him, and walking step by step towards the ruined cemetery town.

"Kid, where are you going?" cried the old scholar.

The little boy paused, slowly turned his head, and stared directly at the old scholar with a pair of bright and transparent eyes, "Grandpa, did you call me?"

"Child, there is a demon causing trouble in front of you. You must not go." The old scholar said.

"Why can't you go?" the little boy said curiously.

"The demon will kill you."

The little boy smiled and said, "I'm not afraid."

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If I tell him about the Holy King, he probably doesn't even know what the Holy King is." The old scholar sighed secretly in his heart.

"Be good, little kid. Listen to grandpa and go to Kyoto with grandpa. There are fun and delicious food there." said the old scholar.

"Delicious?" The little boy's eyes lit up. "Tell me, what's delicious?"

The old scholar thought to himself, "This boy has excellent bones and is definitely a martial arts prodigy. But after all, he is still young and his mind is not mature enough. He is just like ordinary children who fall for the bait after being coaxed."

"There are maltose, spicy meat, the most fragrant sesame seed cakes in Xunguo, and the most delicious candied haws in Kyoto. Come back to Kyoto with grandpa, and grandpa will take you to eat them."

The little boy listened and shook his head with a smile: "These are not delicious."

"Then what do you want to eat?" the old scholar frowned.

The little boy showed his sharp white teeth, which were as sharp as shark teeth, "I only like to eat human flesh."

The old scholar's face turned as white as a sheet of paper, "Who are you?"

"It's useless to tell you, you will be eaten by me soon."

The little boy stomped his little foot and clung strangely to the old scholar's back. His sharp white teeth had bitten deeply into the old scholar's neck.

Click click click

"ah"

After more than ten breaths of time, there was only a pool of dirty blood left on the ground.

The little boy licked his teeth and mouth with his tongue, and the sticky blood quickly seeped into the snow-white skin. "The meat of the underworld warrior is still too glutinous and rotten. It is far from as strong as the meat of the Holy Lord and the Dragon Lord." The little boy raised his head and looked at the white sun that was constantly expanding in the sky, revealing his bright eyes. Smiling, "Hehe, I should have good luck today. Before the big meal, I'd better eat some appetizers to fill my stomach."