Sikong Xinrong is not the essence of the innate spiritual body. If nothing unexpected happens, his current body is just supported by a remnant thought. If he can find the essence, it will definitely be of great use to him.

But now is not the time to dig into this.

Long San died at his hands. No matter whether Sikong Xinrong could still be called a human being, he must die.

Xiao Shun was extremely sad, and a voice was roaring.

When Long San followed me, he told me that he wanted to eradicate the roots, maybe he was right.

But when I think of these secular rules, I don’t want to touch them. Now it seems that I’m a big mistake. When only a part of people need to follow these rules, they become empty texts.

The little Jianghai has already interpreted this principle clearly. The number of rules you have to follow depends entirely on how much energy you have.

As long as you have enough power to sweep everything, you can completely ignore these rules and regulations.

I have always believed that I am strong enough, but I never thought of saving the people. However, if I can't even protect my relatives and friends around me, what is the use of such strength to me?

However, I finally made a mistake and let Long Sanheng die here. He just said yesterday that he would always follow me. He would follow me wherever I go. What a sarcastic feeling!

It seems that it's time to draw a line for those opponents.

Let them understand what I cannot touch against scales, and when touched, it is destruction!

Xiao Shun's eyes were red and his body was surrounded by golden halos, like a god, pressing towards Sikong Xinrong step by step.

"Xiao Shun, do you think that the perseverance of our Sikong family has not been relying on their financial resources and skills for a hundred years? Today I will let you understand what the real power is, the power from the Holy Spirit!"

Sikong Xinrong's body shook, and dozens of vines were like nets of heaven and earth set under a steel rope, carrying a thousand pounds of force and pouring down towards Xiao Shun with a rush of mountains and seas. Under such a fierce attack, if it were ordinary people, they would have been crushed to pieces.

Sikong Xinrong lives like a huge spider, and these vines are like his minions.

"Real power?" Xiao Shun snorted coldly.

"You're still too weak."

As soon as the words were finished, Sikong Xinrong realized something was wrong.

The vines suddenly lost their previous power in front of Xiao Shun. When they touched his body, they were like hitting a stone with eggs, and instantly turned into powder and drifted in the air.

Xiao Shun calmed down and raised his hand and grabbed the vine carrying huge power in his hand. With a light effort, he pulled the entire vine off Sikong Xinrong, which instantly dried up and lost its vitality.

"Go to die!"

He suddenly turned into a black shadow, and a burst of explosion immediately sounded in the air.

A hurriedly panic flashed across Sikong Xinrong's face. He slapped out a palm and saw a giant palm facing the shadow. It seemed to be covered with a layer of tough old tree bark.

boom!

The moment the giant palm touched the black shadow, it immediately shattered and turned into a ball of dust. Then he saw a fist breaking through the shield of the energy condensed by Sikong Xinrong and smashing hard on his chest.

His shriveled and thin body was like a kite with broken strings. He knocked through the wall behind him with a bang and fell in the office next door. More than a dozen computers and desks and chairs were instantly hit, leaving a hole in the thick wall.

Before Sikong Xinrong could react, Xiao Shun had already appeared in front of him. He flew down and swung his fist, punching Sikong Xinrong in the chest.

boom!

Sikong Xinrong was immediately punched through his chest!

Only then did Xiao Shun realize that except for a layer of skin on his body, the inside was full of wood!

Sikong Xinrong smiled sinisterly: "The immortal body that the Holy Spirit has given me is not something you, a mortal, can kill!"

"Is that so? It seems you may not understand the Holy Spirit in your mouth!"

Xiao Shun suddenly hooked his palm hard, grabbed the heart as hard as wood in his chest, pulled it out slowly, twisted it gently, and immediately turned into a handful of wood chips.

Sikong Xinrong widened his eyes and immediately noticed that the inexhaustible power on his body quickly dissipated and faded. He said angrily: "This is impossible!"

Xiao Shun put the wood chips in front of him, and banged, and a cluster of blue flames rose in his palm, instantly burning the wood chips cleaned.

Sikong Xinrong's brown eyes gradually lost focus and fell down with a bang.

The surroundings also became quieter.

Xiao Shun frowned and stood up, staring at the corpse on the ground expressionlessly.

A puppet?

And the Holy Spirit in Sikong Xinrong's mouth may be in Sikong's house.

At this time, Yao Cen and Zhuque supported each other and walked over quickly. Seeing this, both of them looked surprised.

"Is this?" asked Suzaku.

"Spiritual Puppet." Xiao Shun said casually. He didn't explain the extra thing. He quickly walked to Long San, grabbed his wrist and pulled his lower vein. His expression suddenly became a little dimmed. With his current cultivation level, he was already unable to turn things around.

"Long San..." Yao Cen sobbed, wanting to speak but stopping.

Xiao Shun shook his head gently, clenched his fist tightly, and his teeth clattered. He wanted to pay this life to Sikong's family!

Even Zhuque, who had always been deserted, could not help but burst into tears. Although she and Long San had known each other for a short time, she still couldn't calm down.

A group of security guards rushed to the door and looked at the mess inside, and there was Long San's body, standing there in a daze without saying a word.

The scene was immersed in a depressing atmosphere. After a long time, Xiao Shun looked at Yao Cen and Zhuque, and said hoarsely: "Zhuque, escort my wife home first, I'll clean up here."

At this time, the Sikong family must have believed that Xiao Shun would definitely die, and it is safe for the time being.

Yao Cen saw his face full of frost and felt mixed feelings. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it after all. He left the scene with Zhuque hesitantly.

"Notify the Sikong family to collect the body." Xiao Shun said to a security guard outside the door.

The security guards were stunned when they heard this.

Sikong family?!

The old man who just killed someone was sent by the Sikong family?

The boss actually offended the Sikong family, one of the four major families in Jianghai. Can the factory be calm in the future?

"Didn't you hear it?" Xiao Shun said with a fierce look on his face.

"I'll call Sikong's house now."

The deputy security captain was a brother who used to be with Long San to get underground. He was more courageous than the others. He quickly responded: "But, Mr. Xiao, what if they call the police."

Xiao Shun waved his hand and interrupted him, "They will suppress this matter."

Sikong Xinrong and the head of the Sikong family ran to Xinghui Bio to kill three people in a row. There was a surveillance at the door of the company, and they could not lose it. Moreover, the appearance of Sikong Xinrong's body would cause a big uproar when it was heard, so they would definitely try their best to suppress this matter.
Chapter completed!