Yun Qishen

Chapter 947 The Crisis of Cracking (26)
(God's perspective)
【Let me go please--】

【help me--】

【Do not kill me--】

【what!Please don't do it! 】

There was a lot of moaning here.

The disciples of Chongyuanmen were all shocked and angry.

They were surprised that these faces belonged to those missing brothers.

What makes her angry is that Luo Yan of An Shangfeng did all of this.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother!"

They wielded their swords to control the beast and tried to take off the man's face, but it was completely useless.

[Don't do it——]

[Don't do it——]

Faced with the prayers of these human faces, the disciples of Xianmen couldn't do anything, and in the end they could only be knocked down by the tentacles with some human faces.

One party prayed for help but hurt others under the drive and control of the tentacles.

One party wants to save people but has no way to do it, so it can only change from the dominant to the passive and hurt.

The appearance of the tentacles on the human face made Zhao Sangen's angry tears swirl in the circles of his eyes. Seeing him like this, Gu Mian quickly stood in front of him.

"Sangen, I understand how you feel now, but for yourself, you can't expose it now, and you can't cry."

"I... didn't cry, I was angry. They used to be my compatriots, but it wasn't like that. That person is still confusing his own fairy gate."

Zhao Sangen lowered his head and gritted his teeth. He asked Gu Mian softly, "Brother, are they still saved? I'm looking at them now... I really can't do it."

"There will be a solution."

Gu Mianmian thought about using the technique of observation to check forward.

It was also at this time that disciples from other immortal sects swung their swords to control beasts and injured a tentacle.

【Ah—it hurts—I don’t want to die——】

[Don't kill me! 】

The painful wailing of the Chongyuanmen disciple who turned into face tentacles aroused the anger of some affectionate disciples of Chongyuanmen.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

The disciple of Chongyuan sect yelled at the disciple of Xian sect who made a move.

"I'm here to save everyone! These people are hopeless, so stop struggling!"

"You said that if you can't save it, you can't save it! Master and elders haven't spoken! We Chongyuanmen, you don't want to hurt any of you!"

"Are you so unreasonable? It's no wonder they can be saved like this!"

"Nonsense, if these are your brothers and sisters who are as close as family, would you still say such cruel words?"

"The important thing is that these brothers are not from our sect."

"What! Are you still a disciple of the Immortal Sect with such an unconscionable character?"

There was more than one such quarrel.

The disciples of Chongyuan Sect and the disciples of other sects quarreled more and more intensely.

Naturally, those tentacles would not let go of such a good opportunity to attack, the tentacles swept across and the next one rolled up seven or eight disciples of the immortal sect.

The spikes pierced the flesh of the disciples of the fairy sect, absorbing their mana and blood.

The black round cocoon was further broken, until the cocoon shell fell off completely, and Luoyan appeared.

Only the upper body of Luo Yan returned to the appearance of a human being. She regained her blood color, and her face was not as scary as before.

But Luoyan's waist turned into an octopus, and the tentacles of these human faces naturally grew in this way.

The black smoke condensed around Gu Yao again, and added a layer of black armor shield to the tentacles on her lower body.

Luoyan waved the Xianmen disciples in the air, and the speed of the wave gradually increased.

The wailing of those faces grew louder.

Then Luoyan pulled Gu Yao in front of her.

"You bitch!"

Luo Yan roared at Gu Yao, and at the same time stabbed the spikes in the tentacles further into Gu Yao's flesh.

Gu Yao struggled to open one eye and looked at Luoyan.

"Aren't you impatient! Come on, beat me, come on! Kill me, dig out my heart like before, come on! Come on!"

Every time Luo Yan finished speaking, she threw Gu Yao onto the stage with all her might.

Zhu Yangai was restrained and couldn't get close to Luoyan at all.

The immortal disciples and elders outside the stage were also unable to break through the rapidly waving tentacles.

"Gu Yao! Hit me!"

"You're just talking loudly!"

"Hit!"

"What's so great about you!"

There was no end to the brutality on the stage.

Zhu Yan changed Yujian to attack Luoyan, which made Luoyan even more angry.

"You!!! Peak Lord!!! How could you do this to me!

what! ! ! "

Zhu Yangai also went through what Gu Yao is going through now.

The faces of the two of them hit the surface of the stage again and again.

Luo Yan gradually became happier, and then she laughed into the sky, that laughter was to declare her strength.

The elders of Xianmen outside the stage are discussing how to save the disciple without harming him.

"Although I'm a little regretful, even a little apologetic. But I hope that Taoist Xuanxin can bear to part with you.

As long as I can find out the spell in it, it will be much easier to undo the spell and heal the disciples who have turned into monsters. "

"What are you talking about, I'll cut one off for you now, brother!"

"Xuqing, I'm seeking the opinion of Taoist Master Xuanxin. Don't be rash." Taoist Master Xuyun held the impulsive Taoist Master Xuqing and then looked at Taoist Master Xuanxin.

Daoist Xuqing also stood up and looked towards Daoist Xuanxin, "Daoist Xuanxin, for the sake of all the disciples of the immortal sect, you should think about it."

"These disciples were brought up by Pindao alone. Since they are for the sake of the various immortal sects, then it can only be... that's all, let's do what Jing Lingshan said."

Taoist Xuanxin's sad appearance has earned enough sympathy from other immortal elders.

Daoist Master Xuqing and Daoist Master Xuyun knew how disgusting his face was.

The wicked become the greatest good.

His Taoist Xuanxin never tires of trying this method, and he succeeds every time.

How can there be any way, today's Xianmen Taoism is not "justice is what the hearts of the people aspire to".

Taoist Xuanxin's so-called concession here is for others to see, to let his disciples make other elders of the immortal sect who have not yet stood by him think that he is a good person and an amicable immortal venerable.

Now that he made concessions, these Chongyuanmen disciples had no choice but to compromise.

Because as long as one person is sacrificed to save everyone, that is "what people want" and that is "justice".

Zhao Sangen doesn't think so, but this is the reality and there is no way to change it here.

The Xianmen disciples and Xianmen elders aimed at a tentacle and attacked.

Yun Qishen here looked at these people from the immortal sect and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If this had happened in Jiangbang, he would have made the same choice now, sacrificing a part to save the majority.

"Aren't you going to make a move? I remember you used to be the one who couldn't stand this kind of thing the most."

Jiang Lin whispered beside Yun Qishen.

"Can I really change anything in the end after I take the shot? Death is not something that can be prevented, and rescue does not come every time. No one is really that lucky."

Yun Qishen's heart has become different, Jiang Lin naturally sees it.

"Don't think about what other people will do, you should be a little more selfish for yourself.

Although you think you are selfish enough, your heart is still too kind.

People who are too kind here will only be passive. If people don't do enough, what kind of help can they talk about? "

As soon as Jiang Lin waved her hand, Wu Ming helped those immortals cut off a tentacle.

"Only by fulfilling your own fundamentals, you will be self-willed in the future." Jiang Lin patted Yun Qishen on the shoulder and said softly, "Keep working harder, Demon Lord of Jiangbang."

(End of this chapter)