Except for the Yan Sect and the Fire Cloud Sect, Wutian had never wanted to kill someone as much as he did at this moment.
Especially when he saw Hei Chengwu killing Hei Sha, with his calm expression, an inexplicable anger instantly burned in his body.
For him, his father was really a dream. He spent countless nights dreaming about meeting his biological father and mother.
However, when I woke up, I found that all this was just a wish.
And Hei Chengwu has a father. Even though the other person wants to kill him, no matter how cruel the other person is, he is still his father. How can he be so ruthless and kill him at will.
Such people are worse than animals and should be thrown into the endless hell and be reborn in reincarnation forever!
With a thought, the soul power in the sea of consciousness surged, wrapping up the soul. Wutian wanted this person to be destroyed from now on, not to do justice for heaven. This reason was somewhat high-sounding, but he simply wanted to kill him.
"ah… "
In an instant, Hei Chengwu felt as if his soul was about to be shattered. Pain instantly swept through his body. He knelt on the ground, holding his head, shaking wildly, his hair disheveled, and screaming like a madman.
"Master, please let me go, let me do whatever I want, please!" Begging for mercy, Hei Chengwu just begged for mercy, not understanding why Wutian suddenly killed him.
"Young patriarch..."
The man in black robe exclaimed and hurriedly knelt down and stretched out his hand to shake his body, but Hei Chengwu seemed not to have heard and still kowtowed crazily, begging for mercy.
Turning to stare at Wutian who was walking step by step, the eyes of the man in black robe, hidden under the black robe, glowed with a fierce light. It didn't take much to think about it, but he knew that the sudden change of the young patriarch had something to do with this man.
"stop!"
With an angry shout, the dark aura burst out of his body and enveloped the world in an instant. The man in black robe seemed to have transformed into a demon king. The big black hand took the head directly from his neck.
"The power of darkness?!"
Ye Tian was surprised. He didn't expect that in the first layer of the sky, there would be people with dark spiritual bodies, and their speed was unbelievably fast. It would be difficult to compare with them if they didn't use extreme speed.
“But it seems that’s not enough!”
The night sky is cold, black clothes are turbulent, there are rivers of blood flowing in the eyes, and bones are floating, like the god of death is possessed, the blood-red evil energy turns into a huge storm, rising into the sky, destroying the world, black Compared with it, the man in the robe pales into insignificance!
"puff!"
The man in black robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if he had received a strong impact, and retreated crazily. Sparks burst out from under his feet, dust evaporated, and a wide chasm appeared on the ground as his retreating body.
"Are you also a dark spirit? So strong!"
The man in black robe was shocked. A single momentum left him powerless to resist. There was no need to think about it. This person was definitely a strong man above the Great Adult stage. What shocked him most was that the opponent was also a dark spirit.
Dark spirits are rare in the world, and their lethality is extremely powerful, far exceeding that of other spirits. With this, coupled with the weird speed, he can fight with other Dacheng stage warriors without falling behind.
But I didn't expect that this man in black is actually a dark spirit. Moreover, his cultivation level is higher than his own, and his methods are stronger than his own. If he continues, there will only be one result in the end, and that is death, but the young patriarch has to save him. .
"drink!"
With a low shout, the man in black robe stabilized his figure and turned into a black light and flew away. The black power surged and his killing move was unleashed. A big explosion occurred in this place, the earth fell, the void twisted, and it was extremely terrifying!
"A flying fox shakes a tree, let me show you what absolute combat power is!"
Ye Tian disdainfully waved his hand, and the power of blackness surged into the sky, as majestic as the ocean. It was like the Lord of Darkness crushing the void and breaking through the boundary. Under this, everything became small and out of reach, worse than an ant. , instantly dissipated into nothingness.
"Bang!"
There was only a collision sound. After the black power dissipated, the man in black robe lay quietly on the ground, without a heartbeat or breath. The strong wind blew by, picking up leaves and red sand, and buried him.
With a wave of his hand, he could instantly kill a strong man with a dark body. This kind of combat power was terrifying, no worse than the saints and saints of the major sects!
Hei Chengwu seemed not to notice all this. He was immersed in pain both physically and mentally. The skin on his forehead had been bruised and blood was flowing, dyeing the red earth a dark red.
"Your body, hair, and skin are inherited from your parents. In life, benevolence and filial piety come first. For your death, you don't blame me, I only blame you for your own misfortune." Wutian said lightly, and his soul power surged, instantly crushing the soul into pieces. pink.
"ah… "
A roar like a ghost crying or a wolf howling sounded in the red leaf forest. When the strong men from the Black Mountain tribe arrived, there was nothing but two bodies on the ground that were not yet cold.
The battle between Ye Tian and the man in black robes fluctuated greatly, which naturally alarmed the people of the Black Mountain tribe. They all rushed over, but when they saw the scene in front of them, their colors immediately changed. This Wu Tian was really cruel. Inside, all the Heisha father and son were killed.
"Wutian, your fortune is good this time, we'll see!"
In the crowd, An Li and the other three looked gloomy. They originally wanted to catch the cicada with the mantis behind them, but they didn't expect that the opponent's strength far exceeded their expectations.
"Judging from the traces of the battle, Heisha should have been killed by Ye Tian who had a dark spirit body. It seems that we have to re-evaluate the strength of Shura Palace." Bai Zhu's pupils shrank and he said solemnly.
From the time when the battle wave came out, to when a few people rushed here, they only had a dozen breaths. In such a short time, they actually killed two powerful men, and even disappeared without a trace. At such a speed, Even saints like them cannot do it.
"Ye Tian is a very mysterious person. He is known as the King of Yama in the Shura Palace. He rarely takes action, but I can be sure that his strength is no worse than that of the Fire God Emperor Tian." Of course, An Li is the one among the three who knows the Shura Palace so well. , he said solemnly.
"Vulcan?" Bai Zhu and the two girls looked at each other in confusion.
"That's the person who fought against you and Zhan Feng in front of the Demon Sect. Ye Tian is this person's biological brother."
"It turns out to be him!"
The two women were shocked. In that battle that day, Di Tian's terrifying combat power, especially his affinity for the fire element, deeply shocked them. When they recalled it, their hearts were shaken.
"An Li, I not only want information about Wutian, but also information about the strongest people in the Shura Hall. Now let's rush to the passage leading to the second floor. Speak slowly on the way," Yin Yuhong said, the meaning of the fire element spiritual veins It was important, no matter what, she had to get it.
After finishing speaking, the three people rose into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and quickly disappeared into the sky.
After hearing the news of Heisha's death, the Black Mountain tribe fell into chaos. The death of the strongest member of the tribe meant that the tribe's status in the first layer of heaven was bound to drop sharply.
More likely to be annexed by other secondary tribes.
Therefore, the top leaders of the tribe gathered together to discuss countermeasures and elect a new tribe leader.
The culprit behind this incident, Wutian and others, went to the Black Mountain tribe's treasure house through a secret passage.
As for the location of the treasure house, Wu Tian already knew it when he checked Hei Chengwu's memory. According to what he found, there were quite a few treasures in it, and there were even two divine weapons of the king.
"Oh! Fatty finally has a king's magic weapon."
The fat man was excited all the way, because Wutian promised him to choose one of the two king's magic weapons. He had long coveted this magic weapon, and he was about to get it. How could he not be excited and excited? My heart was filled with joy.
Following the route, Wutian and the others quickly exited the secret passage and entered Heisha's palace. There were more than a dozen guards inside. They were knocked down by several people without giving them a chance to shout.
Not long after, several people came to a stone door and learned from Hei Chengwu's memory that this was the treasure house.
Without any unnecessary words, Wu Tian stepped forward, put his big hand on it, and ran the Mysterious Code of War. His palm was soft but full of destructive power. The stone door trembled slightly, and like a spider web, it split open inch by inch, revealing the treasure inside.
There was not much noise during the whole process. Although they were not afraid of the Black Mountain tribe, they did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
"So many fire element essences!" Fatty exclaimed.
When the stone door shattered, strong fire element energy and an astonishing heat wave rolled in like a tide. All that came into view was the fire element essence, like a blood diamond, crystal clear and sparkling.
"It's a pity that there is no essence!" Ye Tian shook his head.
It is roughly estimated that there are at least one million essences here, which is really a huge number. It seems that the Black Mountain tribe has accumulated all the savings in the past few decades, but the only regret is that there is no essence.
"The newly born fire element spiritual vein can produce 100,000 essences a year, which is already very good. Don't be too greedy."
Wutian smiled faintly, waved his hand, and put all the fire elemental essence into the mustard bag. This place was obviously not suitable for dividing the spoils, so it was better to wait until the Black Mountain tribe came out and then distribute them slowly.
"Brother Wutian is right. I have never seen even one Jingyuan since I was a child, let alone so many."
Tantai Xianling's big eyes were shining with light. On the one hand, she admired them. These brothers and sisters were really amazing. They could get so many treasures so easily. Normally, she wouldn't dare to think about it.
On the other hand, there is desire. As a fire spirit body, the fire element essence naturally has a fatal temptation for her. After refining, her cultivation speed can be several times higher than usual.
"Ah! There really is a king's magic weapon!" The fat man exclaimed, his eyes full of excitement, his fat body kept trembling, if Wutian and others were not there, he would have pounced on him.
The two divine weapons of the king were buried by the essence. At this moment, all the essence was collected and appeared in front of several people, blooming with dazzling brilliance, full of spirituality and astonishing sharpness!
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a piece of the King's Divine Weapon was taken up from the air. It was a long stick, about five feet long, with thick arms, a rough surface, a bit thorny, and very heavy. According to Wutian's estimation, at least It weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.
"Here you go." Wutian threw it away casually, as if he didn't care at all.
But the fat man was different. He hurriedly grabbed it, excited and excited, and kept rubbing it with his big hands, as if caressing a child, with gentle and light movements.
Wutian shook his head and laughed, and shot another King's Divine Weapon from the air. This was a sledgehammer, heavier than a long stick, weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably swing it a dozen times in a row, and his arms would get sore. pain.
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