Chapter 1978
Pooh!
The bald man didn't guard against Zhuo Wen's Dementor needle at all, which made it easy for the Dementor needle to enter his spirit.
The power of this Dementor needle is far more powerful than before. After all, this Dementor needle has been refined again with Purple Star River divine sand. The restraint of the spirit is far more powerful than before.
Although the bald man is a powerful true God of two disasters, once the spirit is invaded by the Dementor needle, he will die.
Pooh!
Sure enough, the bald man's meteor hammer stopped a few feet from Zhuo Wen's forehead, while he stared, then slowly fell to the ground, his vitality was cut off, and he completely became a dead man.
The battle time between Zhuo Wen and the bald man was too short. It was only a round. The bald man fell on his back and his vitality was completely cut off.
Before many monks in the presence reacted, they saw the bald man dead.
At this moment, the place is quiet and terrible. Everyone is stiff and at a loss, staring at all this.
"How dare you! You dare to kill the people of our Youhuan sect. Don't you want to live?"
The other two monks who came with the bald man were furious, but they didn't move forward. Instead, they stepped back and stayed away from Zhuo Wen.
The strength of bald men is stronger than the two of them. Even bald men have been solved so cleanly, not to mention them.
Unfortunately, at the moment when they retreated, a terrible killing intention rolled over and instantly restrained them.
They were sweating and trembling, and watched Zhuo Wen waving his sword.
"No! I beg for mercy and let me go!"
One of the friars immediately knelt on the ground, with no intention of war, and did not dare to resist at all.
Unfortunately, the purple sword was ruthless. It instantly penetrated the man's neck and killed him.
Zhuo Wen is very clear that since these two people are from Youhuan sect, it must be a tip off to let them go back. It's better to completely solve them here.
Seeing that it was useless to beg for mercy, another monk roared, took out a sword shaped artifact and launched a desperate resistance.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen found that the Friar's attack method was mainly to urge the divine sword with divine consciousness, and ziyao Xinghe divine sword was specialized in cutting divine consciousness.
So Zhuo Wen cut off with a sword, and the divine sword controlled by the monk suddenly shook and almost fell to the ground, and his divine consciousness was swallowed up by the purple shining star river divine sword.
It was at this pause that the purple shining star river divine sword turned and cut off the man's head.
After killing the two men, Zhuo Wen slowly turned his head and looked at the more than 20 monks who followed him from the tunnel to pick up Tianshi. He said faintly: "you touched my light and entered the Tianshi. Instead, the villain sued first. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Poop!
Poop!
……
Just after Zhuo Wen said this, all the more than 20 monks in front of him knelt on the ground. They trembled and sweated. They didn't dare to look at Zhuo Wen directly.
"My Lord! Please forgive us, we... We will never again. Please forgive us."
Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. Although his heart was full of the killing intention, he didn't make a move.
These friars are not people of Youhuan sect. They are just ordinary casual practitioners. Although they have just shown extremely despicable behavior, they are not worthy of death penalty.
"Brother Mo, I don't seem to let you go!"
Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his mouth in a loud voice. Mozi Yu, who had originally planned to take the old man away, was stiff. He immediately kicked his right foot and swept away in front of the Tianshi.
There is a gathering place of friars in front of jietianshi. Due to the long distance, you can only see the outline, but the friars here are extraordinary. The divine consciousness has already detected the gathering place in front.
Zhuo Wen stood still and flung out the purple shining star river divine sword in his right hand. At the same time, he summoned the thunder fire sword and chased the fleeing Mozi Yu.
Ziyao Xinghe divine sword is very fast. Everywhere it passes, the purple light is all over the sky, dyeing the whole sky mysterious purple.
And Xiao Hei sat on the handle of Lei Huojian, sneered, and swept away at Mo Ziyu.
"Childe, you run first, and I'll stop them!"
The old man beside Mo Ziyu's eyes showed a decisive color. He immediately opened his mouth and spit out a long gun.
A gun exploded, and countless gun shadows formed a huge beast head and swallowed it towards ziyao Xinghe divine sword and thunder fire sword.
"I have a big appetite. I want to stop us!"
Xiao Hei smiled and waved his paw. The thunder fire sword was bent at an incredible angle and spared the beast's head in an instant.
When the old man reacted, ziyao Xinghe divine sword completely cut on the gun shadow. The terrible force forced the old man to fight with it.
"Inferior real artifact?"
Mo Ziyu also found the thunder fire sword. When he found that the thunder fire sword was only a inferior real artifact, his eyes showed a look of disdain.
"Take it!"
Mozi jade threw a gold ring with his right hand. The gold ring kept rotating, and there was a force of swallowing and sucking in it.
"Rubbish, it's just a real artifact. I dare to show it in front of my uncle. Small fire, break this rag!"
Xiao Hei sneered mercilessly, and then summoned the extreme fire sword.
As soon as the Jidao fire sword appeared, the surrounding temperature became extremely terrible. Even the solid iron ground had a tendency to melt.
The extreme fire sword was cut on the gold ring, and all the gold rings were broken by the sound of Keng.
Mo Ziyu didn't even react. His Dantian was penetrated by a touch of blood light.
Pooh!
Mo Ziyu fell to the ground, and his abdomen was bleeding. He stared at the blood light not far away, and found that the blood light was actually a blood sword.
"Lord long, how is little Xuezi doing?"
The blood fairy came to Lei Huojian, beat his back, rubbed his legs and said with a flattering smile.
Xiao Hei crossed his legs, nodded and said, "yes, yes, your boy is still very clever. Next time I have a chance, I will promote you to a real artifact of middle grade."
The blood Fairy Spirit was shocked and showed more and more hospitality. At the same time, he looked at the suspended extreme fire sword, and his heart was full of satisfaction.
"The power of this extreme fire sword is really strong, but it has no humanity at all, and it is always the life of a thug." the blood fairy said in his heart.
Although the blood fairy was extremely afraid of the extreme fire sword, and even feared that the extreme fire sword would threaten its status as the first sword slave, after a period of contact, the blood fairy found that the spirit of the extreme fire sword was like a child, very childish, liked to be angry, and often angered Lord long.
Therefore, the blood fairy was assured that the extreme fire sword would compete with it. At least now, the Dragon Lord still valued it.
Of course, the blood fairy also has a sense of crisis. The extreme fire sword is too powerful, and Xiaohei, who inherited the thunder fire sword, is unfathomable. In addition, Zhuo Wen, who has eaten the body, makes him unable to see through.
The blood fairy knew that if he could not catch up with these people, he might be eliminated. So it must make continuous progress. After all, the few next to it are perverts!
Xiaohei controls Lei Huojian, wraps up the abandoned Mozi jade in the Dantian, and returns to Zhuo Wen.
As for the old man, he was killed by Xiao Hei with a very fire sword.
Seeing the tragedy of Mo Ziyu and the old man, many monks present trembled and beat drums in their hearts, afraid that Zhuo Wen would kill them.
Poop!
Xiaohei threw Mozi Yu in front of Zhuo Wen and said, "boy, let you deal with this guy!"
With that, Xiao Hei took the blood fairy sword and the extreme fire sword into the spirit ring.
"What do you want?" Mo Ziyu looked at Zhuo Wen timidly.
Zhuo Wen pulled Mo Ziyu's spirit ring, and then God consciousness swept it at will, and his face became gloomy.
"Yuan Yin tonifying method? This secret method can quickly improve the realm by Tonifying the Yuan Yin of the virgin's body?"
Zhuo Wen took out a jade slip and shook it in front of Mozi jade. At the same time, he found several large boxes from Mozi jade ring. These large boxes contained not divine stones, but all kinds of women's bedding.
There is no doubt that these mattress clothes should be taken from the woman killed by Mo Ziyu, collected and used as his own treasure.
Mo Ziyu's face turned white, and the more than 20 monks who knelt on the ground turned white.
They knew that they had misunderstood before. It was not Zhuo Wen who killed the three old men in black robes and brutally captured the young female xiuhan hanyuanyin, but Mozi Yu in front of them.
They didn't expect that Mozi Yu was a well-dressed beast. On the surface, he looked well-dressed and elegant, but they didn't expect that he was an obscene person and practiced such harmful skills.
Think about Zhuo Wen. He killed friar black armour, actually helping them enter jietianshi in a disguised form.
But they not only didn't say a feeling, but also coaxed and abused Zhuo Wen. What's more, they let the bald man kill Zhuo Wen. Thinking of these, these people were ashamed to raise their heads.
"Young master, we have eyes that don't understand Mount Tai. We doubt you without asking the reason! All the mistakes made today are on me!"
A simple and honest man suddenly stood up, took out a big knife very decisively and cut off his right hand without blinking.
Zhuo Wen looked at the man and nodded in his heart. He was the only monk in more than 20 who didn't say anything to accuse him.
Now, in the face of his crusade against Zhuo Wen, this person should stand up first and bear all the responsibility, which makes Zhuo Wen feel a little good about it.
"Go away. Since someone has taken responsibility for you, I won't investigate it today." Zhuo Wen said to the rest of the humanity.
"Thank you, childe!"
More than 20 monks thanked Zhuo Wen one after another, and then left here one after another.
Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers. It was the simple and honest man who begged for them, but these people did not thank the man, but thanked him.
In the final analysis, this group of people is just a group of selfish people.
The bald man didn't guard against Zhuo Wen's Dementor needle at all, which made it easy for the Dementor needle to enter his spirit.
The power of this Dementor needle is far more powerful than before. After all, this Dementor needle has been refined again with Purple Star River divine sand. The restraint of the spirit is far more powerful than before.
Although the bald man is a powerful true God of two disasters, once the spirit is invaded by the Dementor needle, he will die.
Pooh!
Sure enough, the bald man's meteor hammer stopped a few feet from Zhuo Wen's forehead, while he stared, then slowly fell to the ground, his vitality was cut off, and he completely became a dead man.
The battle time between Zhuo Wen and the bald man was too short. It was only a round. The bald man fell on his back and his vitality was completely cut off.
Before many monks in the presence reacted, they saw the bald man dead.
At this moment, the place is quiet and terrible. Everyone is stiff and at a loss, staring at all this.
"How dare you! You dare to kill the people of our Youhuan sect. Don't you want to live?"
The other two monks who came with the bald man were furious, but they didn't move forward. Instead, they stepped back and stayed away from Zhuo Wen.
The strength of bald men is stronger than the two of them. Even bald men have been solved so cleanly, not to mention them.
Unfortunately, at the moment when they retreated, a terrible killing intention rolled over and instantly restrained them.
They were sweating and trembling, and watched Zhuo Wen waving his sword.
"No! I beg for mercy and let me go!"
One of the friars immediately knelt on the ground, with no intention of war, and did not dare to resist at all.
Unfortunately, the purple sword was ruthless. It instantly penetrated the man's neck and killed him.
Zhuo Wen is very clear that since these two people are from Youhuan sect, it must be a tip off to let them go back. It's better to completely solve them here.
Seeing that it was useless to beg for mercy, another monk roared, took out a sword shaped artifact and launched a desperate resistance.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen found that the Friar's attack method was mainly to urge the divine sword with divine consciousness, and ziyao Xinghe divine sword was specialized in cutting divine consciousness.
So Zhuo Wen cut off with a sword, and the divine sword controlled by the monk suddenly shook and almost fell to the ground, and his divine consciousness was swallowed up by the purple shining star river divine sword.
It was at this pause that the purple shining star river divine sword turned and cut off the man's head.
After killing the two men, Zhuo Wen slowly turned his head and looked at the more than 20 monks who followed him from the tunnel to pick up Tianshi. He said faintly: "you touched my light and entered the Tianshi. Instead, the villain sued first. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Poop!
Poop!
……
Just after Zhuo Wen said this, all the more than 20 monks in front of him knelt on the ground. They trembled and sweated. They didn't dare to look at Zhuo Wen directly.
"My Lord! Please forgive us, we... We will never again. Please forgive us."
Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. Although his heart was full of the killing intention, he didn't make a move.
These friars are not people of Youhuan sect. They are just ordinary casual practitioners. Although they have just shown extremely despicable behavior, they are not worthy of death penalty.
"Brother Mo, I don't seem to let you go!"
Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his mouth in a loud voice. Mozi Yu, who had originally planned to take the old man away, was stiff. He immediately kicked his right foot and swept away in front of the Tianshi.
There is a gathering place of friars in front of jietianshi. Due to the long distance, you can only see the outline, but the friars here are extraordinary. The divine consciousness has already detected the gathering place in front.
Zhuo Wen stood still and flung out the purple shining star river divine sword in his right hand. At the same time, he summoned the thunder fire sword and chased the fleeing Mozi Yu.
Ziyao Xinghe divine sword is very fast. Everywhere it passes, the purple light is all over the sky, dyeing the whole sky mysterious purple.
And Xiao Hei sat on the handle of Lei Huojian, sneered, and swept away at Mo Ziyu.
"Childe, you run first, and I'll stop them!"
The old man beside Mo Ziyu's eyes showed a decisive color. He immediately opened his mouth and spit out a long gun.
A gun exploded, and countless gun shadows formed a huge beast head and swallowed it towards ziyao Xinghe divine sword and thunder fire sword.
"I have a big appetite. I want to stop us!"
Xiao Hei smiled and waved his paw. The thunder fire sword was bent at an incredible angle and spared the beast's head in an instant.
When the old man reacted, ziyao Xinghe divine sword completely cut on the gun shadow. The terrible force forced the old man to fight with it.
"Inferior real artifact?"
Mo Ziyu also found the thunder fire sword. When he found that the thunder fire sword was only a inferior real artifact, his eyes showed a look of disdain.
"Take it!"
Mozi jade threw a gold ring with his right hand. The gold ring kept rotating, and there was a force of swallowing and sucking in it.
"Rubbish, it's just a real artifact. I dare to show it in front of my uncle. Small fire, break this rag!"
Xiao Hei sneered mercilessly, and then summoned the extreme fire sword.
As soon as the Jidao fire sword appeared, the surrounding temperature became extremely terrible. Even the solid iron ground had a tendency to melt.
The extreme fire sword was cut on the gold ring, and all the gold rings were broken by the sound of Keng.
Mo Ziyu didn't even react. His Dantian was penetrated by a touch of blood light.
Pooh!
Mo Ziyu fell to the ground, and his abdomen was bleeding. He stared at the blood light not far away, and found that the blood light was actually a blood sword.
"Lord long, how is little Xuezi doing?"
The blood fairy came to Lei Huojian, beat his back, rubbed his legs and said with a flattering smile.
Xiao Hei crossed his legs, nodded and said, "yes, yes, your boy is still very clever. Next time I have a chance, I will promote you to a real artifact of middle grade."
The blood Fairy Spirit was shocked and showed more and more hospitality. At the same time, he looked at the suspended extreme fire sword, and his heart was full of satisfaction.
"The power of this extreme fire sword is really strong, but it has no humanity at all, and it is always the life of a thug." the blood fairy said in his heart.
Although the blood fairy was extremely afraid of the extreme fire sword, and even feared that the extreme fire sword would threaten its status as the first sword slave, after a period of contact, the blood fairy found that the spirit of the extreme fire sword was like a child, very childish, liked to be angry, and often angered Lord long.
Therefore, the blood fairy was assured that the extreme fire sword would compete with it. At least now, the Dragon Lord still valued it.
Of course, the blood fairy also has a sense of crisis. The extreme fire sword is too powerful, and Xiaohei, who inherited the thunder fire sword, is unfathomable. In addition, Zhuo Wen, who has eaten the body, makes him unable to see through.
The blood fairy knew that if he could not catch up with these people, he might be eliminated. So it must make continuous progress. After all, the few next to it are perverts!
Xiaohei controls Lei Huojian, wraps up the abandoned Mozi jade in the Dantian, and returns to Zhuo Wen.
As for the old man, he was killed by Xiao Hei with a very fire sword.
Seeing the tragedy of Mo Ziyu and the old man, many monks present trembled and beat drums in their hearts, afraid that Zhuo Wen would kill them.
Poop!
Xiaohei threw Mozi Yu in front of Zhuo Wen and said, "boy, let you deal with this guy!"
With that, Xiao Hei took the blood fairy sword and the extreme fire sword into the spirit ring.
"What do you want?" Mo Ziyu looked at Zhuo Wen timidly.
Zhuo Wen pulled Mo Ziyu's spirit ring, and then God consciousness swept it at will, and his face became gloomy.
"Yuan Yin tonifying method? This secret method can quickly improve the realm by Tonifying the Yuan Yin of the virgin's body?"
Zhuo Wen took out a jade slip and shook it in front of Mozi jade. At the same time, he found several large boxes from Mozi jade ring. These large boxes contained not divine stones, but all kinds of women's bedding.
There is no doubt that these mattress clothes should be taken from the woman killed by Mo Ziyu, collected and used as his own treasure.
Mo Ziyu's face turned white, and the more than 20 monks who knelt on the ground turned white.
They knew that they had misunderstood before. It was not Zhuo Wen who killed the three old men in black robes and brutally captured the young female xiuhan hanyuanyin, but Mozi Yu in front of them.
They didn't expect that Mozi Yu was a well-dressed beast. On the surface, he looked well-dressed and elegant, but they didn't expect that he was an obscene person and practiced such harmful skills.
Think about Zhuo Wen. He killed friar black armour, actually helping them enter jietianshi in a disguised form.
But they not only didn't say a feeling, but also coaxed and abused Zhuo Wen. What's more, they let the bald man kill Zhuo Wen. Thinking of these, these people were ashamed to raise their heads.
"Young master, we have eyes that don't understand Mount Tai. We doubt you without asking the reason! All the mistakes made today are on me!"
A simple and honest man suddenly stood up, took out a big knife very decisively and cut off his right hand without blinking.
Zhuo Wen looked at the man and nodded in his heart. He was the only monk in more than 20 who didn't say anything to accuse him.
Now, in the face of his crusade against Zhuo Wen, this person should stand up first and bear all the responsibility, which makes Zhuo Wen feel a little good about it.
"Go away. Since someone has taken responsibility for you, I won't investigate it today." Zhuo Wen said to the rest of the humanity.
"Thank you, childe!"
More than 20 monks thanked Zhuo Wen one after another, and then left here one after another.
Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers. It was the simple and honest man who begged for them, but these people did not thank the man, but thanked him.
In the final analysis, this group of people is just a group of selfish people.
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