Chapter 496

After a long time, everyone reacted and finally accepted the fact that Diao Zhengde was dead.

"My Lord, how to deal with these people?" the fox little beaver came to wanjirong. His beautiful eyes swept others and opened his mouth coldly.

The people were swept by the evil eyes, and an extremely strong fear spread in their hearts. On their backs, they were soaked with sweat. They looked at Wan Jirong and the fox beaver in fear.

"Lord Wan, please return master Diao's body to me." Wu mang calmed down and came forward to get Diao Zhengde's body back. Until this time, he didn't understand. He wondered why Diao Zhengde died and WAN Jirong was so sad.

"Waste!" the deep and cold voice sounded. Wan Jirong raised his eyebrows, locked his eyes on Wu Mang, and suddenly released his angry killing intention.

"Waste?" Wu mang was stunned for a moment and noticed the cold killing intention, which made him a little angry.

Diao Zhengde was very unhappy when he died. At this time, a man jumped out and scolded him for no reason. How can he not be angry.

Mo Feng and Qiu wutrace are also strange. Even if Wu mang doesn't protect Diao Zhengde, it has nothing to do with you wanjirong?

"The commander of the danwu hall asked a four heavy boy of the giant spirit to kill Diao Zhengde in front of you. What are you? You're not a waste!" the cold roar fell. Wan Jirong suddenly stood up and stepped out, and his killing intention became stronger and stronger.

"Shua! Shua!" the six character ghost words suddenly appeared, and two cold black awns came out fiercely, and the evil smell suddenly bloomed.

"You..." Wu Mang's pupil suddenly shrunk and his eyes twinkled with endless despair. Just when he wanted to open his mouth, he felt a warm liquid gushing out. Immediately he subconsciously held his neck, but the whole head flew directly and shot a piece of blood in the air.

Commander of danwu hall, die here!

Seeing this scene, everyone trembled wildly and stared at the headless corpse on the ground. It seemed that they couldn't believe it.

"Damn you!" Wan Jirong killed Wu Mang, but he didn't stop. The whole body's killing intention was getting stronger and stronger. The six character ghost words revolved around the whole body, and the powerful momentum spread. Many people were directly crushed by the momentum of the six character ghost words.

"Cut!" the indifferent roar sounded, and the ghost words of cutting words radiated two black mans. The two martial artists closest to Wan Jirong died directly.

Mo Feng and Qiu Wuji suddenly heard something. Their faces panicked and their voices began to tremble: "Lord Wancheng, let us go. We will not reveal that you are a member of lingxuan Tiange."

At this time, they thought that Wan Jirong had just admitted his identity, which was killing people.

But they were wrong. Wan Jirong was just venting his anger.

When Diao Zhengde died, a main line of Ling Xuantian pavilion's layout in the alchemy guild for many years was completely broken. For Ling Xuantian Pavilion, it was an incalculable loss. Most importantly, Diao Zhengde's things were taken away.

We should always find a place to vent our anger.

It can only be said that Mo Feng and others were unlucky and became the object of wanjirong's anger.

In the blink of an eye, Wan Jirong killed all thirty or forty martial artists, leaving only Mo Feng and Qiu Wuji, as well as two young martial artists, Mo Lei and Qiu Shaofeng.

Murray and Qiu Shaofeng are both young talents of Xumi lingdu. This time they came to the abyss of chaos, but they were hit hard. They had expected to have some luck, but they met the murderous God wanjirong.

"You..." Wan Jirong stared at Mo Feng, Qiu Wuji and others with vicious eyes, and his powerful killing intention shrouded in the past like substance.

"Poop! Poop!" Mo Feng Qiu Wuji and others were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

Wan Jirong left these people's lives. Naturally, she had plans. Four black elixirs appeared in her hand, threw them directly to the four people, and said coldly, "eat it!"

"Hundred days soul devouring pill!" seeing the black elixir, the pupil of the fox beaver suddenly contracted. This is the most poisonous elixir used by Ling Xuantian pavilion to control the killer. After taking it, if you can't get the life prolonging antidote within 100 days, the soul will be swallowed up, and finally seven holes will bleed to death.

Moreover, it is said that the hundred day soul devouring pill has no medicine to solve. Only the ghost of the pavilion master has a life prolonging antidote. Every hundred days, it will be distributed to the killers below.

However, the fox little beaver didn't take the hundred day soul eating pill because she had something more important to hold in the ghost's hand.

"Wan, Wan City Master, what is this?" Mo Feng and others could think with their toes that the black elixir in their hands must be a poison pill, but they still asked in panic.

"Eat it!" Wan Jirong said coldly instead of answering.

After seeing the corpses on the ground, Mo Feng and Qiu Wuji finally couldn't resist the fear of death. They were ruthless and ate the hundred day soul eating pill.

The four of Mo Feng were frightened. At the moment of taking the hundred day soul eating pill, they felt a great pain that their body and soul were torn apart. This pain made them unbearable.

"Ah!" the scream sounded. The four people couldn't bear the pain of the soul being torn. They pulled their body hard, as if they wanted to release the devil in their body.

A moment later, the four people were covered with blood and looked ferocious. They were no longer human.

Wan Jirong and fox beaver looked coldly at the scene in front of them, with no sympathy and indifference in their eyes.

After a long time, the four people of Mo Feng didn't know whether they were used to the pain or tired. They all curled up and trembled on the ground.

"Hum!" when she saw it, Wan Jirong smiled coldly. Four white elixirs appeared in her hand, threw them directly on the ground and said, "what you just took is a hundred day soul eating pill. There is no medicine in the world. This is a elixir to temporarily delay your pain. Eat it first."

When the four heard this, they all got up and trembled. They picked up the white elixir on the ground and swallowed it with mud and earth.

A moment later, the four people's faces eased slightly and looked at Wan Jirong's eyes with deep fear.

"Very good! This seat is to let you always remember this pain." Wan Jirong smiled, and four death tokens appeared in his hand and threw them to the four people. "From now on, you are the people of Ling Xuantian Pavilion. Always remember that you are the dog of this seat, and your life is in this seat's hand. This seat wants you to live and die."

Mo Feng and other four people looked at each other with extreme regret in their eyes.

The pain just now was too terrible to resist.

If they had known this, they would not have taken the hundred day soul devouring pill. They would have fought with Wan Jirong. They would not have to suffer this living crime if they were afraid of death.

But now it's too late. She can only become wanjirong's dog and let her drive.

"Thank you for the medicine given by the vice Pavilion leader." the fox little beaver giggled and enjoyed the situation at present.

"Thank you, vice cabinet leader, for giving me the medicine." the four of Mo Feng reacted and kowtowed to Wan Jirong.

"Ha ha!" Wan Jirong laughed wildly and said in his heart, "although you lost a Diao Zhengde, you won the external elders of the two aristocratic families and two direct disciples. It's not too bad. I'll see how long you can rule the 3000 small world for the four aristocratic families!"
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