MTL - I’m Always the Villain-Chapter 109 Furnace Master 14

The sword body was gently swayed by a strong and powerful hand.

There were more than a dozen monks lying neatly on the ground, motionless, like corpses.

In the distance, someone secretly recorded this scene with a video symbol, and left in a hurry...

Two months later, the picture of Wen Tianzong cultivator Fan Lu slaughtering cultivator spread throughout the entire cultivation world.

After that, Brahma's murderous nature continued to ferment.

After another month, the elder said that Fan Lu had fallen into the devil's way, and Wen Tianzong would do his best to bring him back.

He also issued a bounty order to the outside world. If he could capture Fan Lu alive and bring him back to Wen Tianzong, he would give him a Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure.

There are only dozens of Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasures in the entire cultivation world.

At this time, Sang Jiuchi left the sect for a long time, not only could not be contacted, but even the longevity lamp that represented him was extinguished.

The first elder didn't know what happened to Sang Jiuchi. After he left, he died so quietly.

The second elder and the third elder did not return, nor could they return. Originally, I just wanted to stealthily kill people and steal goods, but I didn't expect to bite a hard bone. The more you get the goods, the more people are gone.

The first elder's eyes were red, and in the images that spread throughout the entire cultivation world, among the people who fell to the ground were the figures of the second elder and the third elder.

The two of them originally wanted to kill Fan Lu and seize his slaughtering secret realm, but they were killed by a small Nascent Soul monk.

In just three months, Wen Tianzong lost three generals.

Long, long ago, he had hoped that Sang Jiuchi would fall. Asking Tianzong like this is what he has in his hands, but now that Sang Jiuchi is really dead, his heart is full of fear and anxiety.

Wen Tianzong was able to grow thanks to Sang Jiuchi's momentum, and now he died quietly, and no one even knew about his death except himself.

Externally, he has always preached that Sang Jiuchi is in retreat and practice, in order to deter everyone. But after a long time, Sang Jiuchi's absence will always arouse suspicion from others.

Right now, Wen Tianzong urgently needs one thing to stabilize his position, that thing is nothing else, it is the slaughtering secret realm of Fan Lu.

What is a Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure? The Slaughtering Secret Realm bound by Brahma is a divine product! As long as he can get the secret realm of slaughter, there will be no one in this world of comprehension who is his opponent, and he will become the existence of the world of comprehension that disdains the heroes!

Not to mention the position of the suzerain of Tianzong, even the position of the immortal lord can be easily obtained.

Brahma is a living example.

A cultivator who was only in the Nascent Soul stage killed two cultivators in the fusion stage as soon as he shot. If it wasn't for the light of the slaughter secret realm, why would it be?

Moreover, it was not only the second and third elders who were killed by Fan Lu, but also a lot of other powerful monks who wanted to sell goods.

This is the power of the gods!

Let the monks outside who don't understand anything go to fight the war of attrition with Fan Lu, and then finally take advantage of the fisherman.

The Great Elder paced into the ancestral hall, frowning at the three lights at the top that had been extinguished.

The bodies of all the monks killed by Fan Lu were not found. If it weren't for the image and the longevity lamp that represented the monk's life, he wasn't even sure they were dead.

As for Sang Jiuchi, it is even more strange.

Generally, a great power like Sang Jiuchi in the transcendence period cannot die.

But not only him, but also others did not notice Sang Jiuchi's death.

The longevity lamp, which is full of ten feet high, has long since been extinguished, and it is stuck there like a pillar.

But he should have indeed fallen, and the longevity lamp will not lie. The longevity lamp is made of a ray of the monk's soul. Even if the monk dies, as long as his spirit is not extinguished, the longevity lamp will not go out.

For thousands of years, the long holy lamp has never been missed, and it will definitely not be wrong with Sang Jiuchi.

After confirming that Sang Jiuchi was dead, the elders calmed down a lot.

He has been so used to the existence of Sang Jiuchi over the years that he has tacitly agreed that Sang Jiuchi can occupy the best resources of the sect every time.

His cave house is the most aura of the whole sect, and his mansion is also the place where the dragon veins of the whole sect are located.

Cultivation in these two places occupies the right time and place, how can the progress of cultivation be slow.

Now that there is no Sang Jiuchi, all the best resources will be tilted to him at the first time.

And if Sang Jiuchi is still there, he will definitely protect the little **** Fan Lu, how can he get his slaughter secret realm?

I don't know why, but the elders are full of interest in the Slaughtering Secret Realm. It seems that some voice has been telling him in his heart that he must get the secret realm of the Slaughter Field, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

At the beginning, the second elder and the third elder fought to get the secret realm of slaughter. Although he said something to let the two bring the secret realm back, he would have a long-term plan.

In order to appease the two, he even promised not to snatch.

But the most real thoughts in my heart at that time had already turned into unscrupulous means to obtain the secret realm at that time, even if they were killed.

The first elder did not understand the reason, but he did not reject the voice in his heart.

It is not the first time that the voice in my heart has appeared.

The first time he appeared was when Sang Jiuchi came to this sect, he had thought of killing Sang Jiuchi.

The voice in his heart appeared for the first time, stopped him, and told him that Sang Jiuchi could not kill him, not only could he not kill him, but he would also harm himself.

The second time he appeared was when he was advancing, and when he almost fell into trouble, the voice suddenly appeared and miraculously comforted him.

From the first appearance to the present, the voice appeared from time to time at critical times, pointing out the secret realm for himself.

Now, the voice told himself that he wanted to slaughter the secret realm.

As soon as Wen Tianzong's reward order came out, the pursuit of Fan Lu was overwhelming.

Different from the previous sneak attack, now a person can move his sword towards Fan Lu.

Wave after wave, the locust-like attacks were densely packed towards Fan Lu, leaving Fan Lu with no time to rest.

Among these people, most of the people who didn't know it wanted to ask about Tianzong's secret treasure, and the few remaining were fishing in troubled waters, trying to take the opportunity to kill Fan Lu and take his secret realm for himself.

However, unfortunately, the monks who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to see each other saw each other, but before they could catch Sang Jiuchi, they fought within themselves and gradually lost their advantages.

Not only that, but a group of demon cultivators sprang out from nowhere. If they didn't arrest people or kill people, they just stared at the few of them who planned to kill people.

As long as they make a move, the demon cultivator will follow the ultimate move, and they will never be allowed to take the secret realm as their own.

At the end of the fight, no one dared to go forward to kill Sang Jiuchi.

They want to kill, but there are always people who are eyeing the killer behind.

Although the secret realm is good, it is necessary to have a life. Their lives are gone, what do they use to inherit the secret realm.

In the midst of this constant battle, Fan Lu was finally exhausted, and gradually lost his strength.

In the last battle, Fan Lu was finally unable to hold on, and was captured by several immortals, and he was sent to Wen Tianzong.

…

The black clouds rolled and the yellow sand filled the sky.

Fan Lu was tied to the Immortal Binding Chain, covered in mud and looking at the monks under the stage.

Today is the day of the execution of Brahma, and the people who come are not only Xianxiu.

Ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and some demon cultivators, even the aloof demon emperor came to this place in person.

The current demon emperor is a thousand-year-old snake demon. He leaned his body lazily on the soft couch suspended in mid-air, and fixedly looked at Fan Lu, who was waiting to be executed.

He stretched out his slender tongue, licked the air horribly, and narrowed his excited eyes, all of which were filled with the light of victory.

When he looked at Fan Lu, Fan Lu was also looking at him.

In the air, there were two murderous lights staring at each other, their swords drawn.

The first elder also noticed the strange atmosphere between Fan Lu and the demon emperor. He looked at Fan Lu and then at the demon emperor, and finally kicked Fan Lu heavily, "Don't be rude!"

Fan Lu suddenly turned his gaze to the Great Elder, and his eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

The Great Elder's heart tightened, and then he was swept away by anger.

It's that look again! Not long ago, "Sang Jiuchi" also looked at himself with this look, and now a mere Nascent Soul cultivator has begun to look at himself with this look!

The first elder pointed at Fan Lu and was furious, "The demon emperor is the leader of the demon world, how could a idiot like you look directly at him!"

Fan Lu sneered: "Elder, you are a dignified Elder Xianxiu, but you respect the Demon Emperor so much, do you like him?"

The first elder was speechless by Fan Lu's words. He wanted to refute, but he couldn't say it.

I don't know why, but he does have a great impression of the Demon Emperor.

Not the kind of lover, he always felt that there was a very strange light on the demon emperor, and these lights could calm him down. If you have to say it, it's more like... the brilliance of motherhood?

The first elder was startled by his own thoughts, and quickly shook off the inappropriate feeling in his heart, and looked at Fan Lu coldly: "Fan Lu, do you know the sin?"

Fan Lu laughed, "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that Fan Lu had no remorse, the first elder presented the image of his murder with a jade talisman: "You are murderous, yet you don't even know how to repent."

Fan Lu: "When someone kills me, can't I stand and be beaten? You are walking on the road, and others come to kill you for no reason. Are you not protecting yourself?"

The first elder: "It's ridiculous, they are all powerful men of various sects. If you are not wrong, how can you kill you for no reason."

The Demon Emperor watched Fan Lu shriveled, and his expression became more and more happy.

He changed his posture and lay down on the soft couch, looking at the stands in a leisurely manner, the expression of Fan Lu, who was watching closely.

The Demon Emperor even laughed happily when he saw Fan Lu's expression of shame and resentment.

Hearing the laughter of the demon emperor, the first elder seemed to have received a signal, and asked more vigorously, "You are just a little cultivator of the Nascent Soul, who do you think you are to allow them to kill you? It's clearly your cruelty, After plotting these great powers. Fan Lu, after the immortal master rescued you from the hands of the demon cultivator, Wen Tianzong has been taking good care of you, and I hope you can get out of the way. I didn't expect that you not only don't know how to be grateful, but also show gratitude to your fellow disciples. The elder has a killer."

Speaking of this, the first elder was already full of resentment, "Fan Lu, good you Fan Lu who repays revenge, take pity on my two junior brothers."

The first elder said that his eyes were covered with tears. He was already over a thousand years old, with gray hair and beard, and his face was full of frost. Such a kind old man roared hoarsely and instantly pulled others into the group. in love.

Under the platform that bound Brahma, countless people began to criticize Brahma.

The demon emperor is in a better mood.

He narrowed his golden pupils, and the vertical pupils were drawn into a line.

Fan Lu stopped talking and seemed to have given up arguing.

The Demon Emperor was a little unhappy when he saw this.

Feeling the Demon Emperor's displeasure, the Great Elder also lowered his face, "Since there is nothing to say, prepare to die."

The elder said, and took out his sword of life.

The matter of Fan Lu has become too big, and now not only the monks of Wen Tianzong, but also monks of many other sects are dying. It would be difficult to convince the public without executing him in public.

Even if he is unwilling, the elder has to choose to do so.

But he was already prepared.

He set a ban at Fan Lu's feet early on. As long as Fan Lu died, all of his belongings would be instantly inhaled into the ban without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, the Great Elder quickened his pace.

Just when the elder raised the natal magic weapon in his hand to stab in, Fan Lu suddenly looked at him and asked with a smile, "Elder, how long have you lived?"

The first elder held the sword in his hand and looked at Fan Lu vigilantly: "I am old and not talented, this year is 1,130 years old."

Fan Lu laughed, "I've lived more than a thousand years, so it should be enough, right?"

The Great Elder's face changed slightly, and he put down the sword again, "When death is imminent, you dare to threaten me?"

Fan Lu: "I'm not blackmailing you, I'm just giving you a piece of advice. Great Elder, sometimes I trust my intuition too much, it may not be yours, it's just what others let you see."

Fan Lu paused, "Like now, you think you can kill me, but you can't kill me. You think you can get the Slaughtering Secret Realm by killing me, but you can't. You think the Slaughtering Secret Realm is a god-level treasure, Not knowing that it is a disaster for the world."

Fan Lu raised his voice, "Don't you want to see the truth of the matter? I'll show you."

The first elder looked at Fan Lu suspiciously, but saw Fan Lu flipped his fingers and a jade talisman flew out from his cuff.

The jade talisman shattered in the air, revealing the image inside.

- "Fan Slaughter, hand over the Slaughtering Secret Realm!"

- "Fan Lu, you don't have to blame me. I have no grievances with you. Blame it on you for being self-sufficient and refining the slaughter into your own magic weapon. Only by killing you can I inherit it."

- "Fan Slaughter, take your life!"

In front of the dark cultivator, the image was clearly transmitted to everyone.

Some of these people are sect masters, and some are sect leaders.

The older ones, in front of the younger generation, are all immortal, but in a blink of an eye, they can fight for the god-level secret treasure.

One by one, they were like wolves smelling meat, attacking Fan Lu for no reason. There are also two elders of Wen Tianzong.

What Fan Lu is doing is to protect himself.

He didn't lie.

Some monks stood below and shouted, "This world is where the strong are respected, but you have acquired a secret treasure such as the Slaughtering Secret Realm in your Nascent Soul cultivation base. You deserve to be hunted down, but you don't need to be pitiful."

Fan Lu sneered, "Yeah, this world is always based on martial arts, they want to kill me, I killed them with my own strength, why am I guilty? I have recorded every battle, I have never killed anyone on my own initiative, all others killed me, and I was forced to save myself. How can everyone here, if someone wants to kill you, can you still be at ease and let others kill you?"

Below the platform, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer Fan Lu.

The demon emperor's face was already very ugly.

The Great Elder was so embarrassed that he raised the sword of destiny in his hand again.

This time, he no longer hesitated, and quickly pierced at Fan Lu.

Seeing that the sword was still a fingernail away from Fan Lu, it was too late when he said that, and Fan Lu, who was still tightly bound just now, suddenly broke the chain.

An electric light flashed, and a silver-white sword was added to his hand immediately. Before the Great Elder could react, the silver-white sword wrapped directly around the Great Elder's neck.

Under the shock of the first elder, Fan Lu gently pulled his hand, and the elder's neck suddenly spewed a column of blood like a spring.

Immediately afterwards, blood gurgled out of his neck.

The first elder couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He used his strength to help his neck and fell limply to the ground. He wanted to call and curse, but his trachea had been cut by Fan Lu, and he couldn't say a word.

The first elder subconsciously cast his eyes on the demon emperor for help.

Under the stage, it was already a mess.

None of them expected the way things were going, and they stood below in a daze.

In their astonishment, the demon emperor stood up and walked towards the stage.

He walked slowly and quickly, but in just one breath, he had already reached the Great Elder's side.

The first elder looked at him gratefully, and heard Fan Lu sigh beside him, "The person who you think has a good impression of you may be the one who really hurt you."

After Fan Lu said this, the demon emperor had already squatted down, and a slender hand gently patted the elder's chest.

The first elder ignored Fan Ludi's words. He wanted to reach out to grab the Demon Emperor's hand, but the Demon Emperor avoided it with disgust as soon as he reached halfway.

The first elder only felt a little ashamed. Just when he was about to ask the Demon Emperor for help again, his chest suddenly hurt.

He looked at his chest in shock, the hand that gently soothed his chest just now had broken open his chest.

The demon emperor's hand dug into his chest for a while, and the next moment he pulled out his heart.

The first elder suddenly breathed rapidly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he gasped for breath.

He can't die if his neck is wiped, but if he takes out his heart, he will die.

The first elder looked in horror at the heart that was held in the palm of his hand by the demon emperor, and wanted to reach out to take it, but his strength had long since disappeared because of the heart's departure.

Qiu Mian looked down anxiously, but did not dare to go up.

The first elder looked at the demon emperor, then turned to look at Fan Lu, his eyes full of pleading.

Fan Lu seemed to have long expected this to happen, and looked at the Demon Emperor lightly.

The demon emperor held his heart in his left hand and slowly settled it on his chest.

After doing this, he glanced at the Great Elder on the ground indifferently, "Useless trash."

As the Demon Emperor spoke, the first elder only felt that his body seemed to have changed. He looked down at his body. The body that was just a moment ago began to quickly turn into wood, but in the blink of an eye, his body had turned into one piece. wood.

Although turned into wood, he has not died.

A wooden head without eyes was shaky and hung around his neck. He desperately wanted to find the Demon Emperor, but was kicked to the ground by the Demon Emperor the next moment.

Before the wooden man could react, the fragmented sound of "kachakacha" sounded abruptly.

Just when the wooden man realized what had happened and wanted to ask for mercy, it was too late.

The wooden man turned into powder under the stampede of the demon emperor, and the powder quickly turned into droplets, scattered in the air, and disappeared.

The monks were completely dumbfounded and stared at the scene in front of them.

What exactly is going on?

Why did the elder of Tianzong suddenly become a wooden man? ! He was also smashed by the demon emperor, is the elder already dead? !

After the Demon Emperor had done this, he turned to look at Fan Lu, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Fan Lu looked at the Demon Emperor coldly, but there was a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Seeing this look, the demon emperor was a little angry, but when he thought about the previous things, he was a little happy: "Your painful expression is really good."

Fan Lu sneered: "You are not the demon emperor, who are you? You—"

Fan Lu paused for two seconds, and opened his mouth to highlight three words: "Coward."

The Dark God was furious: "I'm not a coward!"

Fan Lu: "Aren't you? You only dare to hide behind and manipulate puppets and coerce others to do things for you, but you don't dare to come forward at all. After doing so many things, others don't even know what you are. You still say you What is not a coward?"

Fan Lu's expression suddenly turned hideous, "It was you who asked Demon Venerable to kill Sang Jiuchi! I will never forgive you!"

The Dark God was originally irritated by Fan Lu, but now seeing Fan Lu's expression, he suddenly burst out laughing.

He had never seen such a fragile and helpless God of War. In the past, he was extremely powerful, and he could take the life of a Lord God with a flip of his hand.

Obviously they are the twelve main gods, but the **** of war himself occupies most of the planes, and only a few are allocated to them.

Not only that, but the God of War is the most powerful being among them.

But the once powerful God of War can only be trapped in this fragile body, and he has no ability to kill himself, so he can only speak quickly.

At this moment, the Dark God was greatly satisfied in his heart. But it wasn't enough, he had to see the God of War's more painful expression, so that he would be happy.

What is more painful for his opponent than his own real body appearing in front of him, destroying his plane with his own hands, and he can do nothing?

Thinking so, the Dark God began to withdraw his body from his flesh.

The sticky mass of black liquid started to move outward from the Demon Emperor's body.

At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky pressed down, and the thick clouds and mist covered the midsummer sun, as if it would be pressed down in the next second.

The black liquid was quickly pulled out of the Demon Emperor's body. The Demon Emperor's body seemed to have no soul, and immediately collapsed to the ground like a dead fish.

A figure suddenly flew from a distance, holding the Demon Emperor's body firmly in his arms.

Everyone looked closely, and that person was none other than Demon Venerable.

After the demon emperor picked up the demon emperor, he quickly withdrew from the scene, not reluctant to fight.

The Dark God didn't care either. When he fully recovered his original shape, the world of self-cultivation would be completely destroyed in the black cloud he created, and no one could escape.

One grass and one tree, one flower and one tree.

Birds and beasts, mortal monks.

No one can escape.

Before it turned into a prototype, the Dark God laughed out loud.

He was so smart that he even calculated the death of Sang Jiuchi.

In order to kill Sang Jiuchi and destroy this plane, he has been calculating since 10,000 years ago.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he created the Demon Race, and through the Demon Race, he absorbed most of the spiritual power in the cultivation world and took it for himself. These spiritual powers were kept in the mustard space by himself. In the same way, transform the spiritual power into the power of destruction and begin to destroy the plane.

He used to have 10 million planes in his hands, but he thought there were quite a few planes. But in the long years, one plane after another was destroyed by himself, and in the end, there was no plane in his hands.

After absorbing the spiritual power, he hibernated and fell asleep. After waking up, he created two things.

One is the Slaughtering Secret Realm, and the other is a puppet.

He put his two hearts in the secret realm and the puppet, respectively, and let the puppet enter the Wen Tianzong, waiting for the appearance of Sang Jiuchi, and watching from the side.

His two hearts represent light and darkness, respectively. The heart representing the dark is hidden in the secret realm, nourished by absorbing the fear and death of the monks.

The heart representing the light is hidden in the dumb puppet, nourishing by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

And his soul is attached to the monk at will, doing bad things.

Until twenty years ago, he attached himself to the demon emperor and used the demon emperor's body to kill Mozun's family.

I thought I could see the demon emperor and the demon venerable fight, but the demon emperor is very cunning, and even trapped his soul in his body, but he slipped clean.

It was the first time he flipped a car on someone other than the God of War, and for the next twenty years he had been looking for the whereabouts of the dog, but he had never had any clues.

And he was also forced to be trapped in the Demon Emperor's body for twenty years.

After the heart is separated from the body, his divine power will be greatly reduced, and he can only get out of this body by taking the soul back.

However, his two hearts are still absorbing energy well, there is no need to break this balance.

The Dark God also temporarily accepted this body.

Until some time ago, he felt that one of his heart was threatened.

He found Demon Venerable, told Demon Venerable the truth of the year, and used the Demon Emperor's body as a threat to force him to help him regain his heart from Fan Lu's hand.

Sure enough, the magician is very useful.

In just two days, he brought his heart back.

After that, he asked Mo Zun to assassinate Sang Jiuchi.

He never thought that Demon Venerable could really kill Sang Jiuchi. He also heard a little about Sang Jiuchi's ability from other main gods. He still has a few brushes to pass through so many planes.

But he has passed through the lower planes before, and the main **** cannot completely invade the planes. The way the main gods invade the plane is actually related to their abilities.

Like the **** of power, he needs to be attached to the desire for power in the living body to invade the plane.

But the desire for power is something that not everyone can have. The power is only in the hands of a few people, and he can only enter briefly when he invades the plane, and cannot do more.

Can be different.

He is the dark god, and his ways are the dark side of life.

Humans are born with light and darkness. Even animals and plants have times of depression and sadness. It can be said that as long as it is a living body, it is destined to produce darkness.

In these vast darkness, he can easily invade without even effort.

Moreover, the power of the darkness of the living body has always been strong. As long as it is guided a little, the darkness will sweep the entire plane.

The darker the plane, the stronger his power, which is why he can easily subvert the plane.

The tasker, Sang Jiuchi, has seriously threatened their safety. If the God of War is completely resurrected, it will be their nightmare!

The key to not resurrecting the God of War lies in Sang Jiuchi.

He came to kill Sang Jiuchi.

Four months ago, after he obtained the heart from Demon Venerable, he handed the poisoned hidden weapon to Demon Venerable, and asked Demon Venerable to continue killing Sang Jiuchi. This time, the demon emperor's body was also used as a threat.

At that time, he saw hatred on Demon Venerable's face.

In fact, either of them can die.

Fan Lu is not the God of War, he has no memory of the God of War, he only has a wisp of the soul of the God of War left in this plane.

In this plane of Fan Lu, Demon Venerable is his only family member, and Sang Jiuchi is the Master he loves and hates.

No matter which of the two dies, the other will not feel better, and neither will Fan Lu.

What he likes to see the most is such a show of enmity. Those dark sides breed very quickly in the enmity.

I just didn't expect the Demon Venerable to be so powerful, but he killed Sang Jiuchi within a few days.

Demon Venerable did not come to see him, but he had already learned the news of Sang Jiuchi's death from the puppet elder.

For the next few months, he has been watching in secret.

No matter how Fan Lu was attacked, Sang Jiuchi never appeared again.

After the Dark God was completely sure of Sang Jiuchi's death, he began to brew a plan for the destruction of the plane, but before that, he had to slowly torture Fan Lu.

Everything that happened after that was indeed under his control. He saw Fan Lu's angry expression and heard the other party's hoarse shouting.

It's so beautiful.

He wants to overthrow this poor plane in this cry.

The Dark God slowly withdrew his consciousness from his memories, and his pitch-black liquid finally condensed into a complete body.

The dark slime slowly took the shape of a person, first the hair, then the cheeks, the body, and finally the clothes.

In just a few breaths, a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in front of everyone.

The boy's facial features are handsome and cute, with a slight smile and tiger teeth showing.

But it is such a person, when he laughs, his expression is gloomy and hideous, with a strong sense of malice and unkindness.

It seems that the most evil demon in **** is climbing up the human desire and dark side.

Although the cultivators didn't know what was going on in front of them, they couldn't ignore the dark cloud with powerful power and killing intent.

They are monks with a natural instinct for danger.

I saw a few thick lightning bolts flowing out of the thunder cloud. Then came a thunderstorm.

The white thunder smashed on the ground, and suddenly a huge pothole was smashed into the ground, and inside the pothole, countless black viscous liquids emerged from it.

There was a mysterious and terrifying feeling in the black liquid, and everyone immediately felt bad and wanted to leave.

They tried to sacrifice the magic weapon, but found that under the powerful pressure of the black cloud above, the magic weapon could not be vacated at all.

They wanted to leave the dirt road again, but just two steps away, a thunderstorm slashed across the ground, and they were immediately surrounded by this strange black liquid.

A few young monks, who were not afraid of tigers, tentatively put their hands into the black mucus.

But just as his fingers touched the black slime, the black slime immediately seemed to have life and pulled the monk in. But for a moment, a skeleton floated on it.

Seeing the skeleton, everyone was dumbfounded.

Some monks finally couldn't accept death and screamed in horror.

In the stands not far away, Fan Lu looked coldly at the young man in front of him.

The young man smiled and looked at the already chaotic, happy expression.

He laughed happily, but his face was not as bright as a 16- or 17-year-old boy should be, and it was full of darkness and horror.

The Dark God may feel that it is not enough, and he waved to the black cloud in the sky, "Since I am here, the destruction will begin in front of you. Keep your eyes open, Fan Lu, how is your world being destroyed? I destroyed it!"

He said, as if someone poured a basin of water down in the sky. Countless black mucus immediately poured out from the thick cloud, and smashed towards the crowd on the ground with a torrent.

The monks who were bossy just now have long since become ants on the hot pot.

They call themselves cultivators, and they will be sought after by mortals after going down the mountain. They think that even if they can't win the fairyland, they can at least be domineering in this continent.

But now the turtles in the urn saw the coming of death in front of them, and only then did they understand how helpless they were.

They are no more noble than mortals at all, and in the face of death, all living beings are equal.

Some monks have given up their resistance, sitting cross-legged and waiting for death to come.

Seeing the black liquid pouring down, the expressions of the monks became more and more frightened.

On the contrary, the Dark God was even more happy. He looked at Fan Lu, but found that Fan Lu's expression was still light, not even a trace of cracks, and even a little boring.

boring? !

How can he be bored? !

The Dark God was about to get angry when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd.

He turned abruptly and looked down.

I saw that a circle of golden circles suddenly appeared on the ground that was originally ordinary. The circles were connected one after another, and the real places were circled together.

Countless rays of light slowly floated upward from the magic circle, but the black liquid that was supposed to be pressed down could no longer move forward.

They stayed in mid-air, like a ridiculous funnel, just that still.

Dark God's pupils shrank, "What's going on?! I..."

Suddenly, he stopped his voice and looked down at his own chest.

A hand passed through his back and pinched his heart in his hand.

The Dark God turned his head and laughed grimly: "You idiot, you can't kill me, hahahaha!"

Fan Lu's expression was still indifferent, and suddenly, a long voice came.

The voice seemed to come from the sky, like a melodious Sanskrit sound, ethereal and profound and with a spirit of purification.

The cultivators' originally restless and frightened hearts slowly calmed down in this voice. When they looked up, they saw a figure stepping down on the golden light slowly in the dark cloud.

He didn't fly down, but as if stepping on the steps, walking down section by section.

Everyone looked closely, the man was wearing emerald green feather clothes, his eyes were distant and deep, it was Immortal Lord Sang!

Immortal Master Sang was still holding a throbbing heart in his hand. When the Dark God saw the heart, he immediately shuddered in horror, "This is! Why is it in your hands, and why are you still alive?! This is impossible!"