The more you talk, the more you will be in trouble.

"Greedy humans..." The voice with a strong sense of sarcasm rang out again.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Bei retorted impatiently.

But what Hua Bei didn't expect was that the mysterious existence that made this voice did not shut up as he expected, but instead asked a question: "Greedy humans, have you ever heard such a sentence?"

As soon as the voice fell, for some reason, Hua Bei suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Before he could think about it, his body reacted faster than his brain, and a formation plate with an ancient atmosphere appeared in his hand without any warning.

"What did you say?"

Hua Bei's tone was no longer as arrogant as before, but was replaced by caution and inexplicable fear.

"The gift that fate has bestowed upon you has long been marked with a price in the dark! Greedy humans, now is the time to recover the cost and interest."

As this sentence slowly fell, the atmosphere around became more and more oppressive and weird, as if an invisible big hand was gradually strangling Hua Bei's throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Then, Hua Bei almost instinctively activated the array in his hand, but this time, there was no heart-wrenching begging for mercy, but a series of sharp and piercing sneers.

"What? Is your array malfunctioning?"

A cold voice sounded in Hua Bei's ears.

"This is impossible!" Hua Bei widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He would never believe that the array he regarded as a treasure would suddenly fail, so he gritted his teeth and madly injected a large amount of spiritual power into the array again.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the array still did not respond at all, as if it had become a piece of scrap metal.

At this moment, there was a crisp "bang" sound, and the array plate in Hua Bei's hand broke without any warning, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground.

As the array plate broke, Hua Bei's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Because he knew very well that once he lost the array plate, he would lose the only bargaining chip that could balance the terrifying monster in front of him.

Back then, the previous abbot of Hehua Temple, that is, his master, entrusted him with the array plate and the secret of the back mountain before his death, and repeatedly urged him to protect the array plate, otherwise the entire Hehua Temple would face a catastrophe.

But now, the array plate was inexplicably destroyed! Hua Bei couldn't help but scream, unable to accept the fact that was happening in front of him: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible to be true!"

His voice was full of pain and despair, echoing in the empty back mountain for a long time.

"You did it! Isn't it! Answer me!" Hua Bei screamed wildly towards the depths of the back mountain.

The voice of ridicule sounded again: "Is it possible that the array plate in your hand is fake?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! No one can take the array plate from me? Unless..." Hua Bei's eyes were red, and he roared crazily.

However, the next moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and his voice suddenly stopped, and the whole person froze in place.

"It seems that you have guessed it!"

As these words fell, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

It was a young monk who looked very young, with a faint smile on his face, which made people feel a little creepy.

Hua Bei stared at the little monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, with shock and disbelief flashing in his eyes. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Hua Lou, how come you are here?"

Faced with Hua Bei's questioning, the young monk bowed slightly, but his tone of voice did not show any respect to the master as usual: "Master!"

Hua Bei's face became more and more ugly, and his voice seemed to be as cold as ice: "I'm asking you a question! Hua Lou!"

Faced with Hua Bei's anger, Hua Lou was calm and just replied lightly: "Master, I am now the abbot of Hehua Temple, so I can appear here naturally."

Hearing this, Hua Bei couldn't help but sneer: "Abbot? What a great abbot! Your master is not dead yet, are you so anxious to take my place?"

"Master, your time is over." Hua Lou's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Hua Bei's face became very ugly when he heard this, and he shouted angrily: "Humph! The boy is arrogant, my time

Whether the era has passed or not, how can you, a rebellious disciple like you, judge? Today, I will clean up the house. "

Before he finished speaking, an extremely powerful aura gushed out from Hua Bei. It was the pressure of a first-class martial saint. In an instant, the whole space seemed to be frozen.

Hua Bei's eyes were cold, and he stomped his feet on the ground. His figure rushed towards Hua Lou like lightning. He stretched out his right hand, with five fingers forming claws, and grabbed Hua Lou fiercely with a sharp wind.

However, facing Hua Beiru's attack, Hua Lou seemed extremely calm.

Just when Hua Bei was about to catch Hua Lou, suddenly, a burst of black smoke rolled in from the depths of the back mountain, like a surging torrent. This burst of black smoke came fiercely and quickly, and arrived in front of Hua Bei in the blink of an eye.

Hua Bei was shocked when he saw this, and it was too late to dodge. There was a loud bang, and the black smoke hit Hua Bei heavily, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Hua Bei, who was already seriously injured, was even worse at this moment. His old injuries had not healed, and he had a new one. His breath became extremely weak, as if he would die at any time. At this time, he was at the end of his life.

Looking at Hua Bei lying on the ground and dying, Hua Lou showed a smile of victory on his face: "Master, now I have the support and protection of Lord Tianmo. Not to mention you, even if all the people in the entire Tianxuan Continent are added together, they can't hurt me at all!"

Hua Bei stared at Hua Lou in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips, and said sternly: "You dare to release Tianmo privately, you will regret this extremely stupid decision for the rest of your life! "

Faced with the master's rebuke, Hua Lou just smiled slightly, as if he had already seen it all lightly. He responded softly: "Master, Master, it's useless to say more now. Your so-called teachings and warnings should be kept for the underworld to tell the King of Hell!"

After the voice fell, Hua Lou suddenly raised the sharp blade in his hand and chopped at Hua Bei without hesitation.

In an instant, blood splattered, and Hua Bei's body fell down, and his life ended at this moment.

Looking at Hua Bei lying in a pool of blood, there was no ripple in Hua Lou's eyes, as if the person he had just killed was not his master, but a stranger.

After doing all this, Hua Lou turned to face the depths of the back mountain and shouted loudly: "Lord Tianmo, I have done this according to your instructions. Please keep your promise and fulfill the promise you made before! "

However, in the empty back mountain, there was no response except the sound of the flower house.

After a while, a voice from deep in the back mountain sounded again: "Yes, it is time to fulfill the promise..."

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