My younger brother, Emperor Huangtian, was also reborn.

Chapter 109 Xiao Tian’s Death, Blackmail of Soul Sacrifice
"Shouldn't he..."

A sentimental female disciple spoke, her eyes filled with anxiety. She searched among the remaining disciples several times, but still found no trace of Xiao Tian.

"Senior Brother Xiao Tian, ​​you died so miserably!"

Suddenly a wailing sound sounded, which startled a group of fellow apprentices.

Shi Yi knew who it was without even turning his head.

Sure enough, a group of senior brothers and sisters turned around and saw Shi Hao shouting with sadness on his face.

"Naughty kid, don't be like this... Junior Brother Xiao Tian just hasn't been found yet..."

The senior sister spoke with a dark face.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior Brother Xiao Tian can tear apart princes with his hands, but he hasn't shown up yet. I...I can't help it!"

Shi Hao's face was full of sadness, and he spoke with "choking".

"This……"

Sure enough, the other senior brothers and sisters also fell silent when they heard this.

Even if they don't want to admit it, they have to recognize the reality.

Junior Brother Xiao Tian, ​​who just tore the prince apart, really disappeared.

"Could it be that Junior Brother Xiao Tian was plotted against by the angry Master..."

Someone speaks.

Not impossible.

The two most dazzling young people in the battle just now were Shi Yi and Xiao Tian, ​​but Shi Yi was always under the gaze of the Stone Emperor and the Butian Pavilion Sacrifice Spirit.

In contrast, not many people paid attention to Xiao Tian, ​​the second day of Butian Pavilion.

If there was really a crazy venerable person who wanted to recruit a genius to back him up, his first choice would definitely be Xiao Tian.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My senior brother Xiao Tian, ​​he and I are like brothers, helping each other, and helping each other all the way. It's not easy to see you being able to fight against the prince, why are you gone like this!"

Shi Hao was extremely sad, heartbroken, and beat his chest. His face and eyes were full of sorrow, and his eyes even turned red.

Huo Ling'er next to him couldn't help but stepped forward to help the sad Shi Hao.

"Humph~Thank you, big fat man..."

Shi Hao wiped his nose, put his hand on Huo Ling'er's arm, and spoke movedly.

Before he finished speaking, Huo Ling'er threw away his hand with a dark face and wiped the non-existent snot on his arm in disgust.

Shi Yi couldn't stand it any longer. He was afraid that he would beat Shi Hao if he kept watching.

This naughty kid can say that about Xiao Tian, ​​who knows if he will say that about him behind his back in the future.

In order to prevent him from being tempted to kill his relatives for justice, Shi Yi looked away.

however,
"Look, my brother is also sad. He turns his head away to avoid you discovering his vulnerability."

Shi Hao spoke.

"I didn't expect that naughty kid would be so emotional. What a pity, Senior Brother Xiao Tian..."

"And Junior Brother Shi Yi, such a cold person can actually be sad, and he is afraid that we will see him, so he turns his head away."

……

Listening to the words of Shi Hao and several senior brothers and sisters, Shi Yi's face turned dark.

He turned and left on the spot.

"Brother, if you are sad, just cry out! Don't hold it back!"

"Yes! Junior Brother Shi Yi, if you have anything, don't hide it in your heart!"

Behind him, the concern of Shi Hao and a group of senior brothers and sisters came.

Shi Yi decided that he would never let the naughty child get too far away from him in the future, otherwise who knows what rumors would spread!
"Really, you can't be more mature like me and live a new life even worse than the last one..."

Shi Yi shook his head slightly, but there was a smile on his lips.

Hello Xiong, at least it means that Shi Hao is very happy in this life, and he has made up for himself a lot in the previous life.

On the battlefield, the reckoning is coming to an end.

The venerables had all been killed or suppressed by the Butian Pavilion Sacrificial Spirits, and they had no fear of the forces behind those people.

As he said, bear the wrath of the gods first before mentioning anything else.

As for the princes, those who acted openly were almost all killed. The last few were hidden in the crowd and have not been found yet.The land of Butian Pavilion has been dyed blood red.

But there was no fear on the faces of the people in Butian Pavilion. They were sad for Xiao Tian and only felt relieved.

Treat the enemy like this!

In the world of spiritual practice, there has never been such a seemingly beautiful behavior as repaying evil with kindness.

If so, that's stupid.

In the end, as a monk from the Kun tribe fell to the ground with a fearful face, the liquidation came to an end.

The rest are some who claim to be here to watch the battle and wait for the rain of gods.

Among this group of people, there were also people who took action secretly.

"Dear senior Butian Pavilion Spirit Sacrifice, we have not taken any action, can we leave?"

A noble man from a wealthy family spoke in a low voice.

Facing the creatures that rekindled the divine fire, even the venerable ones had to bow their heads.

"Did you really not take action?"

Butian Pavilion Sacrificial Spirit looked at the group of people in front of him and spoke calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of a group of people changed drastically. Some people might have knelt down if their friends hadn't supported them.

"We really didn't..."

The Venerable's expression also changed and he spoke hastily.

If he said he would take action at this time, he would really be seeking death.

In just half a day, more than five venerables died at the hands of Butian Pavilion. He didn't want to be the next one.

"Forget it, I don't care whether you take action or not. It's true that you scared my Butian Pavilion disciples. When you go back, prepare some holy medicine, treasure bones and the like, and send them to my Butian Pavilion in half a month. It’s probably to comfort the disciples of Butian Pavilion.”

Butian Pavilion Sacrifice Spirit thought for a moment and spoke calmly.

"what?"

His Holiness froze for a moment.

"I said, give some compensation to those disciples who were scared, don't you hear?"

Butian Pavilion's mourning voice was a bit colder.

"I heard it, I heard it. I'll make arrangements when I get back! I'll definitely send it over in half a month!"

This venerable man’s heart was bleeding.

He didn't expect that the powerful man who lit the divine fire could blackmail him so openly, and the first time he opened his mouth was the holy medicine and precious bones!
If you really want to give these things away, even the Venerable will feel pain in your body and will bleed profusely.

But compared to his own life, everything seemed worth it.

"Well, you are sensible."

The Butian Pavilion Sacrificial Spirit stretched out a vine as a big hand, patted the venerable on the shoulder, and then looked at the other venerables.

"Lord God, we will also make compensation, and we will definitely compensate the disciples of Butian Pavilion!"

"Yes, yes, our clan can also produce the holy medicine!"

……

The heads of a group of powerful clans spoke immediately.

They were not afraid of being blackmailed, but they were afraid that Butian Pavilion would kill them without saying a word.

Compared with life, resources are external things.

"Very good. Since you all took the initiative, I reluctantly agreed. If you don't send anything in half a month, I don't mind going over to sit down."

The Butian Pavilion sacrifice spirit spoke with a smile, his voice less murderous and full of smiles.

"Yes."

A group of old men nodded bitterly.

Seeing this scene, the sacrifice spirit became even happier.

How many people who can live from ancient times to the present are pure and kind people?
All of them are old foxes. If they hadn't been thinking about keeping a low profile, the Butian Pavilion Sacrificial Spirits would have killed all these people and directly taken over all their belongings.

One by one, do they really regard Butian Pavilion as a soft persimmon that anyone can bully?
Just as the Butian Pavilion sacrifice spirit was extorting money with a smile, a sad cry suddenly came from the distance: "Junior brother Xiao Tian, ​​you died so miserably!"

(End of this chapter)