I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

Facing Ning Xuan's sigh of being a good person, Liu Chen couldn't help but raise his head and roar... His heart was dripping blood.

Constant dripping blood! Ning Xuan's words were like frantically sprinkling salt in his heart!

Ning Xuan continued to sprinkle salt: "This bloody truth, can't bear it?" "

Ah..." Liu Chen roared up to the sky.

The body went limp, and he sat on the ground, his face dazed.

"Ding, Liu Chen's heart collapsed, Dao heart was dusted, congratulations to the host for seizing the Heavenly Destiny worth a hundred."

Ning Xuan's eyes flashed... Finally, collapsed!

Son of

Qi Luck: Liu Chen

Force: Ning Clan Divine Clan (defection) / Zixiao Sect

Cultivation: King Wu Late

Physique: Qinglian Divine Body Silent Qi

Luck: 110 (Slowly Falling)

Aura: No

Qi Luck Blessing: Yu Xuanzhu

Glancing at the panel, Ning Xuan's face changed and was mixed.

The divine body began to fall silent, and uncharacteristically began to decline, although only slowly.

Both of them mean that Liu Chen has been abolished.

Just, Yu Xuanzhu!

As Liu Chen's luck blessing, as long as the Youxuanzhu is still on Liu Chen's body... With the virtue of the son of luck, sooner or later it can be revived.

The most tricky thing was that Yu Xuanzhu was obviously Liu Chen's last luck.

After taking the Yuxuan Pearl, its personality will begin to dissipate.

Don't take it... If you don't take it, your luck will no longer decline when it drops to one hundred.

But, you can't get the Xuanzhu!

Youxuanzhu is probably in Liu Chen's body, if you want to take Youxuanzhu, you have to kill Liu Chen first to have a chance... But now kill, the personality is not dispersed, and you can't get the aura.

Liu Chen, who has a Youxuanzhu, can't be killed... But without killing, it is impossible to take away the Youxuanzhu.

Dead, utterly dead.

Ning Wu missed the previous Remnant Soul Grandfather, how could it be so troublesome to deal with the Remnant Soul Grandfather, and directly forcibly suppressed and took it away.

Pondering for a while.

Ning said slowly, "Now it seems that you are also beginning to regret it... Ben Shao is the main one, it has always been just a ghost pearl, hand over the things, I will spare your life.

Liu Chen, who had completely collapsed in despair, raised his head: "You are right, the Youxuan Pearl is in my hands, and it has been in my hands from the beginning... What do you want? Dream!

Ning Xuan showed generosity: "For the sake of Yu Xuanzhu, I can promise to find Du Yun's reincarnation for you, with your Martial King's lifespan, a decade or two, you can afford to wait." "

Delusional!" Liu Chen closed his eyes and waited for death.

Elder Ning suddenly spoke out with surprise: "Young Lord, this Liu Chen is a little strange.

"What's so weird?" At the same time as speaking, Ning was secretly a little puzzled, could it be that this Liu Chen's luck was too low, and Elder Ning saw something different from ordinary people.

Ning Lao whispered: "He has already collapsed his Dao heart, his heart is like death, such a person, at this time, the most likely thing is to directly destroy that Yuxuanzhu, and then commit suicide, this is common sense, he is also seeking death inside and out at this time... But the old slave always felt that he was like and did not want to die. He

was indeed puzzled.

"Who knows." Ning Wu smiled.

Qi luck still remains, the personality is still the same, the more miserable and desperate the situation, if it can be eased, it can be extremely terrifying Qi luck blessings and counterattacks.

But you have to be able to live!

The silence continues.

Nearly half an hour later.

A woman in armor quickly approached: "Young Lord, all those who have a good heart for Liu Chen in the Zixiao Sect have been captured.

"Take Liu Chen and let him meet the friends of the Zixiao Sect." Ning worriedly left.

The group quickly approached the Zixiao Sect Master Hall.

Everywhere they passed, no one dared to make a sound, but most of them stared at Liu Chen like a dead dog with anger.

Outside the main hall.

Many people were imprisoned and knelt outside the main hall, there were more women, and the one who was tied to the front was Yin Zheng, the sect master of the Zixiao Sect.

The number of people is not too much, only more than twenty.

The Great Elder Kong Yan and the rest of the elders hurriedly walked out of the main hall to salute: "I have seen the young master. Ning

Xuan's face turned cold: "Just a few?"

Kong Yan hurriedly explained: "Young Lord, there are some ordinary disciples, Ning Zhan said that those people's cultivation is too low, they are not qualified to glimpse the true face of the Young Lord, they have... Already shot. "

That's it."

Ning Xuan shook his head and looked at Yin Zheng and the others: "You, do you want to die or live?" "

The flow of spiritual power lifted some of the restraints on those people.

"Young Lord spares his life

..." "Young Lord, the villain has never offended the Ning family, and I didn't know before that he was actually a traitor to the Ning family..."

Most

people shouted for mercy, but a few such as Yin Zheng, I don't know whether they held their identity or thought that they would die, they didn't say a word.

Ning Xuan showed a little impatience: "Quiet." The

people who were still begging for mercy instantly shivered.

Ning Xuan nodded in satisfaction, and then said coldly: "Liu Chen is my Ning's personal companion, but he has the ambition to steal my Ning's heavy treasure, and it is a capital crime for you to intersect with him!"

After speaking, Ning Xuan showed a little tolerance: "But Young Master Ben does not like to anger the innocent, if you want to live, stab him with a sword, step on his face, so, you can live." "

A longsword of a superb spirit soldier was casually thrown to the ground by Ning Xuan.

The imprisoned people also regained their power to act.

Liu Chen was imprisoned and thrown to the ground.

Many of the captured people glanced at each other, their faces hesitant.

At present, they chose life, but they really couldn't bear to deal with Liu Chen.

Ning was not in a hurry, so he casually condensed a chair with spiritual power, and sat at the door of the main hall and waited quietly.

About ten breaths later.

A disciple of the Purple Xiao Sect gritted his teeth slightly, stepped forward and picked up the long sword, and towards Liu Chen's chest was a sword, which did not enter half a foot.

Without waiting for the man to make other moves, Ning's cold voice sounded: "Are you worried about hurting him?"

The figure froze, then gritted his teeth slightly, and stabbed down fiercely with a sword.

The sword body pierced Liu Chen's chest.

"Yes... I'm sorry...... The calamity was all brought by you, and now it is up to you to end, too... Also common sense! With a trembling sound, the man stepped on it again.

Because he did not use spiritual blessings, that kick was extremely insulting and did no other harm.

Ning smiled and said, "Go down." The

man bowed and hurried away.

With the first, there is the second.

The second person stepped forward, revealing a little unbearability... Then he picked up his long sword and stabbed it down, and stomped on his face again.

Cycle.

Soon, only four or five people were still kneeling on the ground and never got up.

The discussion around them kept reaching their ears.

"Damn Liu Chen."

"If he hadn't provoked the wrath of the young lord... The sect master is also old and confused, they have all reached this step, and they are still protecting the damn thing. "

The Sect Master is confused, or the Great Elder understands the matter, if it weren't for the merits of the Great Elder in the past two days, under the wrath of Lord Ning, we Zixiao Sect still don't know how many people will be implicated by Liu Chen's beast."

Every time those many discussions sounded, the bodies of Yin Zheng and the others trembled by a point.

It's Liu Chen... Probably because his mind had collapsed, but Mu Ran was lying on the ground, even if he was poked in more than a dozen blood holes, even if his face was stepped on more than a dozen times and there were shoe prints everywhere, there was no reaction.