"You beasts, why, why are you fighting in the same room, why..." Fan Hongsheng, who was dying in the distance, had his eyes broken.

Fan Hongsheng did not expect that these disciples who came to support him had evil intentions and would do such things now.

Is this still the disciple of the Xingyuan Sect that he knows well?

I thought that my disciples were just a little greedy for life and afraid of death, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect...

At this time, Fan Hongsheng wanted to kill all the disciples who were fighting against each other.

However, he didn't have the strength to do anything.

I can only watch the tragedy happen.

Many Xingyuan Sect disciples in front of Hua Yuntian did not dare to speak anymore, their faces full of shame.

Some people's eyes flashed with joy and joy.

The other onlookers around did not expect that such a change would suddenly occur.

When the descendant of the Magic Jar was at his weakest, he was stabbed by one of his own. It was really unexpected...

"Yuntian!"

Yao Xi, who was above the sky, felt the scene of Hua Yuntian below, and her heart trembled.

Is this why the descendants of the Magic Jar have changed so much?

Yao Xi's eyes were a little red, Hua Yuntian obviously did nothing wrong, why should he bear all this.

Yao Xi also observed a lot about Hua Yuntian when she was at Tianzhu Peak, and knew that although Hua Yuntian was the descendant of the magic jar.

However, it is not as evil as the rumors, and he kills without blinking an eye.

On the contrary, he is a gentle and humble gentleman.

No, we can't let Hua Yuntian be completely lost in his mind by the power of the magic jar.

I want to stop all this, Yao Xi felt a sense of determination in her heart.

"Boom!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Yao Xi activated the original power of her divine body, hoping to quickly deal with the people in the Blood Spirit Holy Land ahead.

"Girl, it's just you. If you want to stop all this, just save it!" Just when Yao Xi activated the origin of the divine body.

A hoarse voice came.

The void trembled, and two more old men wearing blue robes with surging air and blood appeared beside Yao Xi.

The two newly-appeared old men in blue robes were surrounded by waves of terrifying aura.

The surrounding space became extremely depressing and bloody.

Two more monks from the Ninth Level of the Holy King!

Yao Xi's face became extremely ugly. Could it be that she really couldn't change anything?

"Why on earth do you want to design Hua Yuntian!"

Yao Xi looked at the three old men from the ninth level of the Holy King around her and said.

"Oh? Design? This is not a design, this is! His life!" The old man in gray robe smiled slightly, showing a cruel smile.

\\"Hahaha, Hua Yuntian, have you seen that even your junior brothers and sisters can't look down upon what you have done, and they want to backhand you with a knife? Your life is such a failure!\\" Zhao Heyu said with a laugh, his eyes It's full of sarcasm.

Many monks behind Zhao Heyu also made various sarcastic sounds.

His words were filled with disdain and ridicule for Hua Yuntian.

Hua Yuntian only felt that his consciousness was a little scattered, and there was a constant surge of power in his body.

The body seemed to be completely filled and controlled by the violent aura.

The words of these people were like torches, igniting the violent atmosphere in his heart.

Hua Yuntian's whole body was filled with traces of destructive energy, and the heavenly spirit treasure still attached to his body was completely melted by the terrifying energy and turned into annihilation.

"Kill! Kill everything! Kill everyone! Everyone deserves to die!"

In Hua Yuntian's mind, there seemed to be a devil's whisper guiding his emotions.

Under this whispered murmur, Hua Yuntian felt as if the magic jar in his mind was making a buzzing sound.

A series of domineering and peerless powers are constantly brewing. As long as you want it, you can have the power to kill everything.

"Yuntian, don't be affected by the power of the magic jar, no, this is all their conspiracy!"

At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice came into Hua Yuntian's mind.

Hua Yuntian's already blurred consciousness seemed to have a hint of coolness.

However, soon, this sense of coolness was overwhelmed by more negative emotions.

"Boom!!!"

Immediately afterwards, bursts of dark black aura appeared around Hua Yuntian.

The dark black aura was like fireworks, constantly billowing around Hua Yuntian's body.

\\"It finally succeeded. It's worth all the effort I put into it. I made the most perfect sacrifice!\\" Zhao Heyu was extremely happy.

The aura on Hua Yuntian's body was extremely powerful, as if it was going to set the whole world on fire.

"The descendant of the Magic Jar massacred innocent lives in more than a dozen cities. Now, I, Zhao Heyu, must arrest the descendant of the Magic Jar and capture this heinous devil!" Zhao Heyu, who was not far away, had a crazy look in his eyes. Then he said fiercely.

After saying that, he was about to command many top experts and prepare to catch Hua Yuntian, who was almost completely enveloped by the power of the magic jar.

The people watching from a distance were also extremely excited.

Although they didn't know why, Hua Yuntian's aura was obviously abnormal, and there was something good going on.

"Slaughter the innocent lives of more than a dozen cities?"

Just when everyone behind Zhao Heyu was about to capture Hua Yuntian, a hoarse voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a monk in black robe appeared in front of Hua Yuntian.

\\"Kill! Kill! Kill!\\"

Hua Yuntian murmured, his mind was going completely crazy, and the violent aura on his body was constantly surging.

"Yuntian, wake up!"

Looking at the almost crazy Hua Yuntian in front of him, a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the black-robed monk.

Then, the black-robed monk went directly to Hua Yuntian's side, and a gentle mental force burst out from his body and poured into Hua Yuntian's mind, completely destroying all the negative emotions in Hua Yuntian's mind.

"Master... Master..." Hua Yuntian's eyes became bright and saw the monk in front of him.

Although this monk was shrouded in mysterious power and his face could not be seen clearly, Hua Yuntian knew that this was his master.

"Take a good rest, I will take care of everything!" Chen Luo said softly, holding Hua Yuntian in his arms.

Hua Yuntian felt an unprecedented sense of peace in his heart, and then he fell asleep.

Seeing the disciple who was almost going crazy in front of him, Chen Luo's heart was filled with murderous intent and coldness.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Zhao Heyu said with a cold expression, and a trace of irritation rose in his heart. Unexpectedly, a strange monk suddenly appeared.

Moreover, this black-robed monk was shrouded in an inexplicable aura, and his face could not be seen clearly, and it was unknown who he was.

"You said that Hua Yuntian massacred more than a dozen cities. Do you have any evidence?" Chen Luo continued to speak lightly.

Chen Luo already knew the whole story on the way.

"Evidence?"

Zhao Heyu was stunned. He didn't expect that this monk would actually entangle with him on this issue.

"I saw it. It was Hua Yuntian who did it. I was outside the city at the time..."

"Yes, I saw it too..."

"That's right, we all saw it..."

Several monks appeared behind Zhao Heyu and spoke one after another.

These monks all looked at Chen Luo who suddenly appeared with sarcasm on their faces.

However, they were all without any fear. With Zhao Heyu there, there would be no problem.

You saw it? Chen Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chill rose in his heart. Can you believe one-sided words?

"Only you guys don't count, right? Did anyone else see it?" Chen Luo continued to speak calmly, without any emotion in his words.

As soon as Chen Luo's words came out, Zhao Heyu and others looked at each other, these guys didn't count.

"I saw it..."

"I saw it too..."

"We all saw it..."

Soon, everyone behind Zhao Heyu spoke up, with smiles in their eyes.

Those few weren't enough, we all saw it, it finally counted.

Zhao Heyu didn't say anything, but a smile appeared on his face. The people behind him were all from the top forces in the Central Region.

With so many people putting pressure on him, it was impossible for this black-robed monk to withstand the pressure.

Using power to suppress others is his favorite method.

"Huhuhuhu!!!"

At this moment, a burst of flames suddenly appeared behind Zhao Heyu that burned everything.

The terrifying flames instantly melted everyone behind Zhao Heyu, and the broken meat and blood all rose into ashes.

Waves of hot air were constantly surging, mixed with the smell of burnt things.

Zhao Heyu's smile froze, and a fear that penetrated into his bones filled his whole body.

This guy, how dare he?

"Who else saw it? Sir, please tell me, did you see it too?"

Chen Luo raised his head and looked at Zhao Heyu calmly, his face pale and his smile stiff.

The sun was high in the sky, and there was bloody heat surging around.

However, Zhao Heyu did not feel the slightest heat, but a chill that went straight to his head.

...

ps: [This is a big chapter of nearly 3,000 words. I think the author can be rewarded with a love-generated power! ]

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