Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 408
Layers of cloudy clouds piled up, tree shadows swayed heavily, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the wind, which lingered for a long time.

"You... you're not dead yet!" Daoist Liaochen stared at the young man in front of him.Even though his clothes were torn, his face was covered with blood, his exposed skin was scorched black and rolled up, and his messy long hair was hanging down his shoulders one after another, even a beggar who had been tortured for many years would not be more embarrassed than him.But he is still alive!Also, he doesn't look like he's going to fall...

Taoist Priest Wuchen, Fifth Elder, and Eighth Elder all died because of him.But after paying so much bloodshed and sacrifices, he still couldn't kill this bloodthirsty Shura!Daoist Liaochen suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.Could it be that those old friends really died in vain, and is their Xuantian sect really going to be wiped out in vain?Will this world really never favor good people?

Luo Dixing raised the corners of his mouth, and his cruel smile added a bit of horror to his blood-stained face: "I will not die until I have wiped out all of you Xuantian sect."

Exactly how he survived that devastating blast is now unknown.However, as long as the Xuantian sect is still alive, as long as Ye Shuo is still alive, even if he crawls, he will crawl back from hell.

"Are you afraid?" Luo Dixing approached Taoist Master Chen step by step, admiring his distorted expression, which also made the smile on his mouth deepen, "Are you afraid of me? Probably you won't Thinking of it, it was me who gave you the finale."

"No." Staring at the ghostly figure, Daoist Liao Chen slowly shook his head, "I think you are very pitiful."

Luo Dixing's footsteps suddenly faltered, and the palm that held the halberd trembled slightly.At this moment he wanted to justify, but perhaps the reason he was relying on could not even convince himself, he struggled several times, but he was hesitant to speak.

"It was originally out of kindness to save people, but because of your extravagance, it has evolved into this heinous crime. By doing this, you not only pollute your own soul, but also add to his karma! Your The road was wrong from the very beginning, don't you think that you are very pathetic and pitiful?"

Luo Dixing's pupils kept shrinking, obviously the words of Taoist Master Chen had also had a considerable impact on him.However, it didn't take long for his face to evolve into a kind of extreme ferocity, like a stabbed beast opening its minions.

"Shut up! I don't need you to judge me!" At the same time as he said these words, Luo Dixing rushed forward, and the halberd in his hand pierced into Daoist Chen's chest fiercely.

This blow also completely aroused his ferocity, he drew out his weapon, stabbed again, drew again, stabbed again... During this burst of crazy venting, the blood spattered out stained the cheeks of both of them at the same time.

Daoist Liaochen's clothes were soaked in blood, and the cold weapon pierced into his body again and again, smashing his internal organs... Daoist Liaochen knew that he would soon go to see his old buddy up.But at this moment, a voice that he least expected to hear suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Master!"

It was so shrill and anxious, and the blood in my heart burst out with this cry.

Ye Shuo was standing not far from the two of them, staring at the bloody hole in Master's chest in horror, his face was deathly pale.

Luo Dixing frowned, and suddenly lifted the halberd to Chen Dao's neck, and shouted at Ye Shuo, "Don't come here!"

Ye Shuo hurriedly stopped halfway, like a frightened child, he nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I won't go, you...you must not hurt my master, don't hurt my master ..." After a pause, he added two more words: "Please."

"Please?" Luo Dixing raised his eyebrows slightly, these two unexpected words really surprised him.Immediately, the pleasure of revenge drove him into madness again.His face was crying and smiling, and after a while he managed to say something in a strange tone: "Then kneel down and beg me, maybe I will consider keeping his whole body."

"What exactly do you want me to do?!" Knowing Daoist Master Chen's condition, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was no longer able to die, but Ye Shuo was determined not to believe it, and he was making the last resort to save Master. Hard work: "I am willing to abolish my cultivation and cut off my hands... If you are still not satisfied with this, then you can kill me directly! I will pay my life to Mo Liangcheng, and I only ask you to let my master go!"

Luo Di's face turned upside down, now this big enemy took the initiative to beg for mercy in front of him, and all kinds of tortures indeed passed through his mind in a flash.But all of this suddenly became worthless after thinking about the unsolvable "erosion of the power of time" in Mo Liangcheng.

"You don't deserve it." In the end Luo Dixing gritted his teeth and spit out these three words. "You can't afford to pay for his life!"

"Suoer..." Daoist Master Liaochen who was the hostage suddenly spoke tremblingly, his cloudy old eyes were extraordinarily clear at this moment, "Master hopes that in the days to come, you can be yourself freely, and don't worry about anything for anyone." This incident has shaken your heart, so... Master will be proud of you even under the Nine Springs!" After finishing speaking, he slammed into the halberd near his neck.

"Unfortunately, that day, you will never have the chance to see it again." Luo Dixing's eyes were full of murderous intentions, he could see that Daoist Dust wanted to die in order not to drag Ye Shuo down, and he would never watch The prey pulls out of its own control.Even if it is death, they cannot choose the way of death!

Flipping the halberd over, and slashing down fiercely, Daoist Liao Chen's head flew up from the body, and was frozen on the same screen as the murderer behind him.

Ye Shuo's pupils were constantly expanding at this moment, every pore in his body was unconsciously expanding, and the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

Time became infinitely long, and the speed at which Master's head fell in midair was extremely slow, as if a feather was falling quietly.

He still remembered that when he first started to practice, he saw the master for the first time, and he stood in front of him like that, looking at himself with satisfaction with a pair of loving eyes.

"Hehe, little guy, don't look around anymore. Is there another disciple that the old man likes?"

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

He still remembered that his master had placed high hopes on him, and he also gave him the "Xuantian Secret Art" of the Xuantian School, which can be called the treasure of the sect.

"Now this Xuantian secret law is placed here. Whether you learn it or not is completely up to you. Master will not interfere with your choice, but your decision is doomed to your destiny!"

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

He still remembered that the master sometimes showed a bit of childish naughtiness, snickering and making fun of himself and He Lianfeng.

"Oh, with Ah Feng's temperament, I'm afraid only Shuo'er can restrain her. Then Shuo'er, you should watch her more on behalf of the teacher."

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

He still remembered how his master encouraged him with confidence before the championship match.

"Suo'er, you must work hard and bring back a champion for our Xuantian faction!"

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

He still remembers, there are many, too many, memories with his master, and all kinds of memories made up most of his life in Xuantian Sect.

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

He has never met his parents since he was a child. To him, the master is like a master like a father, and he is his most important elder.

But now he saw Master's head falling in the air.

……

The distance so close to the horizon has become the sky between life and death.

What connects Ye Shuo and Dao Chen is a dark tunnel, and now the two are drifting farther and farther at both ends of the tunnel, maybe they will reach the endless place of time and space.

Ye Shuo couldn't cry, couldn't shout out, he was in a special state, as if he didn't even exist anymore.

When that head was chopped off, the splashed blood sprayed Luo Dixing's face on the spot, making him look like he was wearing a blood mask.

And he raised his head against the blood all over his face, neither raising his hand to wipe it, nor did he seem to feel any abnormality.Watching Ye Shuo, he spoke in an unprecedented soft tone, his voice seemed to be floating in mid-air.

"Heh... Ye Shuo... Are you in pain now? Do you hate me?"

"Remember this feeling, because what you experience now is only one ten-thousandth of my boundless hatred for you!"

"And my hate..."

His hands were raised automatically, forming a series of complicated seal formulas that even he himself failed to comprehend.

"Fire Curse? Extinguishing World Karma Fire!"

At the bottom of his feet, two clusters of fire exploded "huh", sweeping in all directions with the force of a prairie fire, and the entire Xuantian sect was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

The raging flames are expanding its minions unscrupulously, trying to cover all the places under its rule.From a distance, it looks like a demonic aura is hovering, gray and hideous, but from a close look, it seems that a bloody mouth is coming, with thick smoke and scorching heat, mixed with wanton whistling, and lethal The crackling sound of the suffocating gas burning rapidly, it seems that the heaven and the earth are also letting go of this gushing explosion.

Such monstrous flames are rolling in, some disciples even forgot to resist, and some even can't even escape, their legs are as heavy as lead, obviously the brain wants to run, but the body can't react .I can only see that the raging fire is getting closer and closer to me...

Until the end, the body was surrounded by raging fire, and great pain spread all over the body.Then I couldn't see anything, couldn't think about anything, I could only feel the scorching tongue of fire licking me, and I could only feel the seemingly endless pain. After the dying struggle, there was only a scorched black spot on the ground, with a few wisps floating Black smoke, like a passing life.

"It's just a big fire, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Some disciples came back to their senses and quickly began to form seals: "Water curse? Water dragon chant!"

Accompanied by the words of the disciples, the air flowed, and a water dragon roared and flew out. The water dragon walked in the flames, bringing a bit of coolness to the scorching earth. Seeing that the crisis was gradually easing, the disciples felt relieved.

"That's all." Someone laughed.

But not long after he finished speaking, the water dragon in the air suddenly seemed to have lost its life. Its body had already begun to evaporate, but it turned into a cloud of clear air in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"Not good... not good!" Someone shouted in the chaos, "The water curse has no effect on it!"

Then, there were more people screaming in the fire waves. Those disciples were all trapped by the fire, and they couldn't escape no matter what spells they cast. The fire seemed to stick to them. Sporadic flames stuck to the clothes, and finally burned bigger and bigger, until it enveloped the whole body.

Afterwards, the sea of ​​fire turned into a dragon of fire, dancing crazily, rotating with the wind, the tongue of fire more than ten feet long licked on the nearby eaves, and continued to burn, only to hear the violent explosion of the roof tiles, the tiles rushed The rain flew all over the sky like hailstones, injuring more than a dozen disciples in an instant.There was a burst of explosions and screams, and the disciples ran away from the fire scene, but they could not escape this purgatory on earth.

"This is the flame of hatred - this flame will burn to hell for you!!"

In the raging flames, Luo Dixing was independent among the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The flames obeyed his command, and hell descended for him. The power of the demon was overwhelming, like a demon god who was proud of the world.

Even the members of the Fentian Alliance who were fighting stopped temporarily, everyone turned their heads and looked at him with deep fear, even fear flashed in Xu Wuji's eyes for the first time.

It is said that this is an extremely high-level fire curse, and the practice formula has long been lost. Unless one has a thorough understanding of the origin of fire, even those who are connected to the heavenly realm will not dare to say that they will be able to cast it successfully.

But right in front of their eyes, this move was actually used by a Qi-gathering-level disciple, and its destructive power rivaled the power of the forbidden curse!
For a moment, everyone also had to sigh, this is really ruthless and fearful of violence, fear of death.The hatred accumulated in Luo Dixing's heart completely exploded, and he was able to perform this kind of taboo big move of heaven and earth, the hatred is so extreme that it is so extreme.

The fire continued to burn, and the flames frantically searched for the living people. Once they found them, they immediately stuck to them, embracing the living people tightly as if embracing their true love, and let them die in the pain of the fire. .

Accompanied by the blazing flames, the brilliant clouds in the distance became more intense, and the psychedelic light and shadow illuminated the entire Xuantian School red, like the beauty of a sunset.

Under this "sunset and sunset glow", there is only a piece of scorched black left on the earth.The disciples who were burnt into charcoal could no longer recognize their original appearance at all. They were mixed with the broken tiles and bricks. Because they were connected by fallen wooden beams, they had long been mixed together and could not be distinguished from each other. .It is impossible to tell whether it is the dead disciples on the ground or the burnt wooden beams... I only know that there used to be many young lives here, and they were easily turned into black smoke.

Maybe it was the souls of those disciples who were unwilling to leave. After the fire, despite the strong wind blowing, the billowing smoke in the sky remained vertical and lingered for a long time.The black smoke seemed to be taking a last look at the place where I once lived and loved.

(End of this chapter)