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

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he took off the storage ring on his fingertip and handed it out.

Then, with great difficulty, he took out a storage bag from his arms: "Will... Convert the inside... Blood Spirit Flower... Take it out too..."

"Can you recover?" Xia Jun's expression became strange.

"Yes... Can recover... Although very... It's very troublesome..." Zhao Yu nodded slightly, probably speaking continuously, his words trembling, as if he might not be able to hold on at any time.

Xia Jun took the storage ring and the bag.

In Zhao Yu's joy, Xia Jun slowly put away the storage ring.

"Jun... Jun'er... You..." Zhao Yu's joy began to disappear.

"I've put up with you for a long time." Xia Jun showed a smile.

As soon as the hand was raised, the spiritual power turned into a knife.

A few "croaks" sounded.

Limbs were chopped off.

Then, Xia Junyu's jade palm pressed down.

The spiritual power invaded Zhao Yu's body, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

Cultivation, abolition, meridians, coefficients cut off.

If the cultivation is still the same, it will take decades, with the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, even if he cannot be reborn with a severed limb, he can find another picture of hand and foot.

But now the repair is abolished....

In Zhao Yu's blinded vision, several flames rose.

After a while, his severed limbs were burned.

"Your divine soul is now almost dissipated by Lord Ning Shao, and at this time, your cultivation has been abolished by me, the meridian heart coefficient has been cut off, and all the treasures have fallen into my hands."

After a short pause, Xia Jun's face was full of curiosity: "With your human form at the moment, you have lost your cultivation, you have no divine thoughts, and all the treasures have been taken, can you still recover?" "

The snake... Femme fatale! Zhao Yu's eyes widened, roaring.

"You really are not simple, you are all like this ghost, you still have strength?" Xia Jun was also not annoyed.

But no, just now Zhao Yu still looked like he was dying, but now he still has the strength to curse? It seems that the state is actually much better than before, which is also magical.

Zhao Yu roared again: "Why!" I believe in you so much! Why are you hurting me! "

If he hadn't lost everything, he would have beaten the slut in front of him to death at this moment."

"I, Xia Jun, the daughter of Tianjiao of the Heavenly Sect, walked with you before, but I found that you have outstanding strength, and you still have some talent for alchemy... Now that you have offended the young master of the Ning God Clan, you have also been abolished, and you have no place to use it.

After a short pause, Xia Jun's face was full of disdain: "In this case, do you still need a reason to clean up a subordinate who has turned into waste?"

Zhao Yu spat out several mouthfuls of blood and roared up to the sky: "Ah... I'm not willing... Why...... Thief God..."

"Noisy!" Xia Jun's eyebrows were cold, and he slapped Zhao Yu's face fiercely, flying out dozens of zhang upside down before he could stop.

Compared with the torture he suffered before, this slap was clearly nothing.

But Zhao Yu couldn't bear it... Well, I can't help the sharp pain.

"Kill you, my journey should be over." Xia Jun took out the blade, and the killing intent spread.

Zhao Yu became frightened: "Don't... Don't kill me...... Have you forgotten? I saved you before..."

Xia Jun didn't react, just continued to get closer.

Zhao Yu became more and more frightened: "You took all my treasures, and it is impossible for me to take revenge in the future... You just let me die..."

Ning Xuan's voice suddenly sounded again.

Xia Jun paused in his steps, then stood in place and bowed: "Young Lord."

"Ding, the son of luck has lost his proud bones, and the Tao heart is gone, and he is lost to the ordinary."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for seizing the Heavenly Destiny value of ninety-five."

The disappearing tranquility reappears.

"Ning... Ning Xuan..." Zhao Yu's face stiffened, not understanding why Ning Xuan had returned.

Son of Luck: Zhao Yu / [Traverser] ??? [Dissipation of Personality]

Force: Zhao Clan

Cultivation: Martial Emperor's

Early

Physique: Aoki Spirit Body (about to dissipate) Qi Luck: 5

Aura: No

Qi Luck Blessing: Mortal Cultivation Immortal (about to dissipate)

Ning smiled, smiled, quite happy.

Although it was a little troublesome this time, the result was good.

Also, he should have thought of it a long time ago, and he learned through the system that if Hanyue gave up revenge, he would lose his destiny.

And this Zhao Yu, if he loses the indescribable arrogance of the son of luck, his personality will naturally dissipate.

"You... Ahem... What are you laughing at..." Zhao Yu only felt that his consciousness was a little blurry.

He knew that he couldn't hold it, he was going to die, and in three days at most, he would die.

The cultivation was abolished, the divine soul suffered terrible heavy damage, and if the two were taken out separately, if the vitality was weak, they would probably be killed on the spot.

And he not only had both, but also was cut off by Xia Jun, and just now he slapped again... He was still able to persist until now, and his vitality was already extremely terrifying.

Ning Yu squatted in front of Zhao Yu and sighed lightly: "You are really stupid enough, who is she, don't you understand now?"

Zhao Yu, who was a little confused, was stunned.

It took a long time to react: "She... She...... She's not... Qiantian Sect disciples... Be...... It's Ning's... Ning's people..."

Life, dying.

Ning Xuan whispered: "You and I are considered fateful, so let you die to understand, Xia Jun, in the Ning God Clan, is under the guard under the command of the Young Lord." "

No grievances and no vengeance... Why? Zhao Yu's eyes began to lose their brilliance.

"If there is an afterlife, remember not to appear in front of me... Although, you will not have another life. Ning worriedly got up.

The black and white spiritual power left the body and turned into a breeze.

In the breeze, Zhao Yu turned into flying ash.

The soul is gone.

"Ding, Zhao Yu is dead, congratulations to the host for seizing the Heavenly Destiny worth five points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the villain aura (miniature)*1."

Ning Xuan flicked his fingers, and a stream of light shot up into the sky, turning into fireworks and scattering.

Then, he looked at Xia Jun: "You did a good job."

Xia Jun's expression was stunned: "It's all a young master's scheme, and his subordinates dare not take credit." Immediately

stepped forward: "Young Lord, this is Zhao Yu's treasure resources, these many materials, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Wu Zun in the later stage, and I don't know how he got it." Ning

Yu did not answer, but only ordered in a low voice: "Take one percent of them, and divide it equally between Tian Yu and Yin Shou, and one percent of it and Ning San, take three percent, so that the meritorious guards will be divided equally, and five percent of them will belong to you." "

Heavenly materials and earth treasures, as long as there are them in the Shocking Realm, he will definitely be able to find them from the Ning's treasure house, does he need treasures? Not to mention robbing treasures with his subordinates.

"Thank you, Young Lord." Xia Jun was overjoyed.

"I've seen the young lord..." Not far away, streams of light quickly approached.

"Young Lord, isn't Zhao Yu dead?" With some charming words, Ning San turned into a fragrant wind and approached.

Ning Xuan tilted his head for a while and looked away... Ning San, because of the enchantment method of practice, every word is extremely seductive.

Although if he wanted to have something to happen with Ning San, he was still a virgin, and Ning San would definitely be extremely willing... He didn't want anything to happen with Ning San at all.

Pillow people and subordinates, he clearly distinguished.

After waiting for a while, the guards under Ning San arrived here with all their followers.

"Hui."

The Shadow Boat is in the sky.

......

Ning Clan God Clan, Forget Worries Palace.

The palace door is closed.

Host

: Ning Worry

Force: Young Master of the Ning Clan Divine Clan / Ancient Dust Holy Land Saint Son

Cultivation: Wuzun Late

Physique: Reincarnation Sword

Body

Qi Luck: 50

Aura: Villain Aura (Miniature) (84% eroded)

Heavenly Destiny: 1566

Backpack: Villain Halo (Miniature) *1

Ning Xuan looked at the panel, his face was overjoyed: "One thousand five, go out this time, no loss..."