The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
"good."
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
An Zheng was no longer willing to speak, so he lifted the middle-aged man and threw it into the fire. Then the girl's mother was picked up and thrown in by An Zheng while wailing and struggling. An Zheng looked at the frightened villagers: "I am not a saint. If I appeared to save you at the beginning, then now I have no interest in saving you at all. None of you can leave, Zheng Chengzong cannot If I kill you, I will kill you all.”
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
Boyang took action, formed a strange seal with his hands, and then pushed forward fiercely: "Swallow him, the power from hell!"
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
"That's right! If you take her away, we will all die in the future!"
"Come on!"
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
one man shouted, filled with indignation.
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
"kill him!"
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
"good."
The three purple stars in An Zheng's left eye flickered, and Bo Yang's body rushing forward suddenly stopped. The invisible force was like countless invisible huge steel nails that nailed him there. Although he couldn't see it, many places on his body began to bleed.
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
one man shouted, filled with indignation.
"good."
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
"Die!"
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
However, instead of asking An Zheng to kill Boyang, he shouted at Boyang. The villager who had just been kneeling on the ground and was almost killed by Zheng Chengzong's people now pointed at An Zheng with red eyes: "Kill this Central Plains man, kill this heretic!"
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
"Why don't you come?!"
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
"This guy will kill us all!"
An Zheng glanced at those people, and the remaining people all knelt down in fear.
"Once an Avenger, now a Reaper."
Her father was also yelling: "Your brother is still so young, and you haven't thought about him? If something really happens, I will kill you first!"
When An Zheng turned around, Boyang's body fell backwards and hit the ground with a thud. Perhaps it was because of using the power of hell that some changes occurred in An Zheng's body. His left eye was originally normal, but it had three extra blue stars. At this time, his left eye had completely turned that dark red color, and the three purple star points were also slightly black.
The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
As soon as An Zheng stretched out his hand, Bo Yang's body flew towards An Zheng. Boyang struggled fiercely. He raised his hand to his mouth with difficulty, and then bit his hand. Blood flowed down his fingers, and his two hands were entangled together to form a strange seal.
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
"He actually dares to touch Zheng Chengzong's people. Doesn't this implicate us? Let's all kill him together. If we kill him, Zheng Chengzong will not kill us."
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
"Come on!"
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
"Why don't you come?!"
"good."
"You are not allowed to reincarnate."
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
Boyang looked at An Zheng with a smile on his face: "Did you see it? Do you feel a little bit pitiful now? Do you want to save them? Can you save them? Even if you save their people, you can't save them. Thinking? They have become slaves, or slaves without thinking. I let them live, and I let them die. Do you think you can change anything?"
When An Zheng turned around, Boyang's body fell backwards and hit the ground with a thud. Perhaps it was because of using the power of hell that some changes occurred in An Zheng's body. His left eye was originally normal, but it had three extra blue stars. At this time, his left eye had completely turned that dark red color, and the three purple star points were also slightly black.
"Once an Avenger, now a Reaper."
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
However, instead of asking An Zheng to kill Boyang, he shouted at Boyang. The villager who had just been kneeling on the ground and was almost killed by Zheng Chengzong's people now pointed at An Zheng with red eyes: "Kill this Central Plains man, kill this heretic!"
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
"Why don't you come?!"
As soon as An Zheng stretched out his hand, Bo Yang's body flew towards An Zheng. Boyang struggled fiercely. He raised his hand to his mouth with difficulty, and then bit his hand. Blood flowed down his fingers, and his two hands were entangled together to form a strange seal.
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
"Why don't you come?!"
"Come on!"
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
He turned to look at Boyang: "You are next."
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
Her father was also yelling: "Your brother is still so young, and you haven't thought about him? If something really happens, I will kill you first!"
An Zheng placed the Death Scythe next to Boyang's neck, looked at him and said, "Your soul was dedicated to Brother Yatuo Ang. He must be able to feel what is happening to you now. Tell him that I am here to harvest him." Not even one of you, his followers, will be spared. You are not even qualified to go to hell and become ghosts. I will judge you, and you will never be reincarnated again."
The girl who was almost insulted by Bo Yang stumbled out of the house. Her mother rushed forward and grabbed her, then raised her hand and slapped her: "It's all because of you!"
A ball of black air shot out from the palms of his hands, quickly forming a huge mist. In the dark room, countless demons and ghosts seemed to be dancing wildly. A shrill sound emanated from inside and drifted far away. One ghost after another flew out of the fog and rushed towards An Zheng. These ghosts look ferocious and terrifying, with their bodies and limbs twisted.
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
"kill him!"
"good."
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
Boyang looked at An Zheng with a smile on his face: "Did you see it? Do you feel a little bit pitiful now? Do you want to save them? Can you save them? Even if you save their people, you can't save them. Thinking? They have become slaves, or slaves without thinking. I let them live, and I let them die. Do you think you can change anything?"
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
Her father was also yelling: "Your brother is still so young, and you haven't thought about him? If something really happens, I will kill you first!"
"This guy will kill us all!"
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
"good."
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
An Zheng was no longer willing to speak, so he lifted the middle-aged man and threw it into the fire. Then the girl's mother was picked up and thrown in by An Zheng while wailing and struggling. An Zheng looked at the frightened villagers: "I am not a saint. If I appeared to save you at the beginning, then now I have no interest in saving you at all. None of you can leave, Zheng Chengzong cannot If I kill you, I will kill you all.”
"The power of hell is not pure."
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
Boyang looked at An Zheng with a smile on his face: "Did you see it? Do you feel a little bit pitiful now? Do you want to save them? Can you save them? Even if you save their people, you can't save them. Thinking? They have become slaves, or slaves without thinking. I let them live, and I let them die. Do you think you can change anything?"
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
A ball of black air shot out from the palms of his hands, quickly forming a huge mist. In the dark room, countless demons and ghosts seemed to be dancing wildly. A shrill sound emanated from inside and drifted far away. One ghost after another flew out of the fog and rushed towards An Zheng. These ghosts look ferocious and terrifying, with their bodies and limbs twisted.
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
He seemed to have given up, looking at An Zheng and roaring: "We don't need you from the Central Plains here, you leave quickly, but you can't take her away. As long as she is still here, we may still have a way to survive."
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
An Zheng turned around expressionlessly, grabbed the girl's father and lifted him up: "In your eyes, what does your daughter mean?"
one man shouted, filled with indignation.
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
Boyang looked at An Zheng with a smile on his face: "Did you see it? Do you feel a little bit pitiful now? Do you want to save them? Can you save them? Even if you save their people, you can't save them. Thinking? They have become slaves, or slaves without thinking. I let them live, and I let them die. Do you think you can change anything?"
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
"weak!"
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
"The power of hell is not pure."
"Why don't you come?!"
He turned around.
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
An Zheng was no longer willing to speak, so he lifted the middle-aged man and threw it into the fire. Then the girl's mother was picked up and thrown in by An Zheng while wailing and struggling. An Zheng looked at the frightened villagers: "I am not a saint. If I appeared to save you at the beginning, then now I have no interest in saving you at all. None of you can leave, Zheng Chengzong cannot If I kill you, I will kill you all.”
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
"good."
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
"You are not allowed to reincarnate."
"Come on!"
Her father was also yelling: "Your brother is still so young, and you haven't thought about him? If something really happens, I will kill you first!"
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
one man shouted, filled with indignation.
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
"The power of hell is not pure."
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
He turned around.
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
Boyang took action, formed a strange seal with his hands, and then pushed forward fiercely: "Swallow him, the power from hell!"
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
A ball of black air shot out from the palms of his hands, quickly forming a huge mist. In the dark room, countless demons and ghosts seemed to be dancing wildly. A shrill sound emanated from inside and drifted far away. One ghost after another flew out of the fog and rushed towards An Zheng. These ghosts look ferocious and terrifying, with their bodies and limbs twisted.
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
"weak!"
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
He seemed to have given up, looking at An Zheng and roaring: "We don't need you from the Central Plains here, you leave quickly, but you can't take her away. As long as she is still here, we may still have a way to survive."
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
"Why don't you come?!"
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
A ball of black air shot out from the palms of his hands, quickly forming a huge mist. In the dark room, countless demons and ghosts seemed to be dancing wildly. A shrill sound emanated from inside and drifted far away. One ghost after another flew out of the fog and rushed towards An Zheng. These ghosts look ferocious and terrifying, with their bodies and limbs twisted.
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
"This guy will kill us all!"
"You are not allowed to reincarnate."
A ball of black air shot out from the palms of his hands, quickly forming a huge mist. In the dark room, countless demons and ghosts seemed to be dancing wildly. A shrill sound emanated from inside and drifted far away. One ghost after another flew out of the fog and rushed towards An Zheng. These ghosts look ferocious and terrifying, with their bodies and limbs twisted.
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
"Come on!"
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
An Zheng took a step forward, and that step seemed to step on Boyang's heart.
However, instead of asking An Zheng to kill Boyang, he shouted at Boyang. The villager who had just been kneeling on the ground and was almost killed by Zheng Chengzong's people now pointed at An Zheng with red eyes: "Kill this Central Plains man, kill this heretic!"
"Once an Avenger, now a Reaper."
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
He turned around.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
As soon as An Zheng stretched out his hand, Bo Yang's body flew towards An Zheng. Boyang struggled fiercely. He raised his hand to his mouth with difficulty, and then bit his hand. Blood flowed down his fingers, and his two hands were entangled together to form a strange seal.
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
"That's right! If you take her away, we will all die in the future!"
He turned around.
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
"He actually dares to touch Zheng Chengzong's people. Doesn't this implicate us? Let's all kill him together. If we kill him, Zheng Chengzong will not kill us."
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
Boyang looked at An Zheng with a smile on his face: "Did you see it? Do you feel a little bit pitiful now? Do you want to save them? Can you save them? Even if you save their people, you can't save them. Thinking? They have become slaves, or slaves without thinking. I let them live, and I let them die. Do you think you can change anything?"
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
"good."
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
Boyang's body became at least twice as big as before, and his limbs grew twisted, like tree branches without leaves.
"That's right! If you take her away, we will all die in the future!"
"This guy will kill us all!"
Boyang took action, formed a strange seal with his hands, and then pushed forward fiercely: "Swallow him, the power from hell!"
"Die!"
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
"weak!"
"The power of hell is not pure."
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
"He actually dares to touch Zheng Chengzong's people. Doesn't this implicate us? Let's all kill him together. If we kill him, Zheng Chengzong will not kill us."
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
"Come on!"
"The power of hell is not pure."
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
"Die!"
The three purple stars in An Zheng's left eye flickered, and Bo Yang's body rushing forward suddenly stopped. The invisible force was like countless invisible huge steel nails that nailed him there. Although he couldn't see it, many places on his body began to bleed.
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
He turned to look at Boyang: "You are next."
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
"Die!"
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
"kill him!"
"good."
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng reached out and took out Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe and swept it sideways. A cloud of black energy emitted from the black scythe. The scythe swept across and all the ghosts were split into two. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the broken ghost figures were sucked in, and then crumpled into a ball in his hand. With a snap, An Zheng threw the black ball on the ground, like a stone.
"Once an Avenger, now a Reaper."
When An Zheng turned around, Boyang's body fell backwards and hit the ground with a thud. Perhaps it was because of using the power of hell that some changes occurred in An Zheng's body. His left eye was originally normal, but it had three extra blue stars. At this time, his left eye had completely turned that dark red color, and the three purple star points were also slightly black.
"weak!"
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
An Zheng placed the Death Scythe next to Boyang's neck, looked at him and said, "Your soul was dedicated to Brother Yatuo Ang. He must be able to feel what is happening to you now. Tell him that I am here to harvest him." Not even one of you, his followers, will be spared. You are not even qualified to go to hell and become ghosts. I will judge you, and you will never be reincarnated again."
He turned around.
He turned around.
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng was no longer willing to speak, so he lifted the middle-aged man and threw it into the fire. Then the girl's mother was picked up and thrown in by An Zheng while wailing and struggling. An Zheng looked at the frightened villagers: "I am not a saint. If I appeared to save you at the beginning, then now I have no interest in saving you at all. None of you can leave, Zheng Chengzong cannot If I kill you, I will kill you all.”
"The power of hell is not pure."
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
Boyang roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
He turned to look at Boyang: "You are next."
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
"Come on!"
When An Zheng turned around, Boyang's body fell backwards and hit the ground with a thud. Perhaps it was because of using the power of hell that some changes occurred in An Zheng's body. His left eye was originally normal, but it had three extra blue stars. At this time, his left eye had completely turned that dark red color, and the three purple star points were also slightly black.
He turned to look at Boyang: "You are next."
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
"weak!"
However, instead of asking An Zheng to kill Boyang, he shouted at Boyang. The villager who had just been kneeling on the ground and was almost killed by Zheng Chengzong's people now pointed at An Zheng with red eyes: "Kill this Central Plains man, kill this heretic!"
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng took a step forward, and that step seemed to step on Boyang's heart.
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
He turned around.
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
His eyes suddenly turned black, and then his body began to twist and swell. It was as if every bone was broken and then grew wildly like weeds, so that his body was stretched into grotesque shapes. The skin on his face fell off in large pieces, and there was a layer of dark green sticky stuff inside.
An Zheng took a step forward, and that step seemed to step on Boyang's heart.
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
Those in the distance who saw An Zhenglian turned into a demon and Bo Yang killed him, and their faces turned pale with fear. However, even now, there was still no trace of gratitude in their eyes when they looked at An Zheng. In their view, it seems that An Zheng is the culprit that ruined their beautiful life.
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
An Zheng placed the Death Scythe next to Boyang's neck, looked at him and said, "Your soul was dedicated to Brother Yatuo Ang. He must be able to feel what is happening to you now. Tell him that I am here to harvest him." Not even one of you, his followers, will be spared. You are not even qualified to go to hell and become ghosts. I will judge you, and you will never be reincarnated again."
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
An Zheng stood there and watched the ghost figures rushing toward him, then suddenly bent forward and roared. As he roared, his figure seemed to turn into a hell demon at that moment. Those ghosts were so frightened that no one dared to come close. No one even dared to escape, they all huddled there and shivered, as if waiting for An Zheng to harvest their souls.
The three purple stars in An Zheng's left eye flickered, and Bo Yang's body rushing forward suddenly stopped. The invisible force was like countless invisible huge steel nails that nailed him there. Although he couldn't see it, many places on his body began to bleed.
"good."
An Zheng glanced at those people, and the remaining people all knelt down in fear.
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
Boyang's body became at least twice as big as before, and his limbs grew twisted, like tree branches without leaves.
Her mother tore her apart: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't resisted and attracted this Central Plains man, we might still be alive. Now look, it's all because of you. What will your brother do?!"
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
An Zheng only said one word and walked out first. The girl picked up her brother and followed An Zheng closely.
"This guy will kill us all!"
"Die!"
Boyang took action, formed a strange seal with his hands, and then pushed forward fiercely: "Swallow him, the power from hell!"
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
Bo Yang, who had been watching An Zheng kill people coldly, felt extremely complicated at this moment. He really didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. Why does this Central Plains man do things so haphazardly? After killing so many of his men, he turned around and killed several more villagers.
An Zheng looked at the girl and pointed at her younger brother who looked to be only two or three years old: "Take him and sit over there and wait for me, soon."
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
An Zheng glanced at those people, and the remaining people all knelt down in fear.
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
An Zheng shook his head and threw the last orthodox person into the fire: "I never thought about changing them, I was just doing what I should do."
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
An Zheng placed the Death Scythe next to Boyang's neck, looked at him and said, "Your soul was dedicated to Brother Yatuo Ang. He must be able to feel what is happening to you now. Tell him that I am here to harvest him." Not even one of you, his followers, will be spared. You are not even qualified to go to hell and become ghosts. I will judge you, and you will never be reincarnated again."
"Come on!"
The power of the Zhengchengzong cult has not completely expanded to the entire Western Region, but their existence in Kuoluo Kingdom is like demons. No one has ever dared to provoke them. In this small village, a dozen or so orthodox people could kill the entire village, but the people did not dare to resist.
He seemed to have given up, looking at An Zheng and roaring: "We don't need you from the Central Plains here, you leave quickly, but you can't take her away. As long as she is still here, we may still have a way to survive."
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
"He actually dares to touch Zheng Chengzong's people. Doesn't this implicate us? Let's all kill him together. If we kill him, Zheng Chengzong will not kill us."
"good."
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice: "You can't take her away! If you take her away, the Zhengchengzong people come and ask us for someone, and we have no one to hand over. What should we do? If you take her away, we will all die."
Boyang roared, breaking away from An Zheng's control in the void, and rushed towards An Zheng like a wild beast. When the people who were hiding far away saw what Bo Yang had become, they all knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods for forgiveness, and cursing the Central Plains man to be killed quickly.
An Zheng walked up to the girl and her brother: "Do you remember my appearance? If you want revenge, wait until you are sure you can kill me, because by that time, I will not show mercy to you."
"That's right! If you take her away, we will all die in the future!"
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
The death sickle was pulled back, and Boyang's ugly head immediately rolled down.
"good."
"You... ahem, you have nothing to do with it!"
"This guy will kill us all!"
The girl's hand held his clothes, and her voice was full of sadness: "Please take us away, I don't want to stay here. I don't want my brother to become like them."
As soon as An Zheng stretched out his hand, Bo Yang's body flew towards An Zheng. Boyang struggled fiercely. He raised his hand to his mouth with difficulty, and then bit his hand. Blood flowed down his fingers, and his two hands were entangled together to form a strange seal.
"Come on!"
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
He turned around.
An Zheng stopped and looked at the man: "You mean, if I take her away, you will die in the future?"
An Zheng glanced at those people, and the remaining people all knelt down in fear.
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
"The power of hell is not pure."
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."
A group of surviving villagers were also shouting there: "Why are you so ignorant? Why did you sacrifice yourself for the village? Everyone will miss you. Look now, you are the sinner in the village. Even if we all die, I'll damn you to hell, you bitch!"
"The power of hell is not pure."
He walked slowly over and walked up to the man. The man pretended to be calm, but did not dare to look An Zheng in the eyes. An Zheng raised his hand and grabbed his hair. The man subconsciously ducked back, but there was no way he could avoid it. An Zheng grabbed his hair and looked into his eyes and said: "You are afraid that you will be killed by the people of Zhengcheng Zong in the future, so I have come up with a solution for you. If I kill you now, you don't have to worry about it in the future. ”
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
"The power of hell is not pure."
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
The girl who wanted to rush over and fight for Bo Yang stood there with confusion and despair on her face: "You guys?"
An Zheng raised his foot and put it on the man's belly. The man's body flew backwards, but his hair was still held in An Zheng's hand. With a bang, the man's neck was severed. An Zheng was holding the head in his hand, but the body flew at least a hundred meters and landed in the desert outside the village. It was soon covered with a thin layer of wind and sand.
Boyang's body became at least twice as big as before, and his limbs grew twisted, like tree branches without leaves.
An Zheng placed the Death Scythe next to Boyang's neck, looked at him and said, "Your soul was dedicated to Brother Yatuo Ang. He must be able to feel what is happening to you now. Tell him that I am here to harvest him." Not even one of you, his followers, will be spared. You are not even qualified to go to hell and become ghosts. I will judge you, and you will never be reincarnated again."
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
An Zheng glanced at those people, and the remaining people all knelt down in fear.
When he saw An Zheng's cold eyes, he suddenly understood... This man was not a good person, he was an evil person.
"This guy will kill us all!"
"This guy will kill us all!"
"In order to get the power from hell from Yatuo Ange, you exchanged your souls to support his clone in hell. You thought you got the power, but in fact you are just the nourishment for Yatuo Ange's immortality. "
Even the parents of the girl who was almost thrown into the fire were hiding far away, looking at An Zheng with fear and hostility in their eyes.
The girl who was almost insulted by Bo Yang stumbled out of the house. Her mother rushed forward and grabbed her, then raised her hand and slapped her: "It's all because of you!"
The girl covered her brother's eyes with her hands, and her eyes were particularly complicated when she looked at An Zheng.
An Zheng took a step forward, and that step seemed to step on Boyang's heart.
At this moment, the people who were like tied sheep finally saw someone dare to stand up, and what surprised them even more was that the person who stood up was a Central Plains man.
one man shouted, filled with indignation.
He turned around.
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
An Zheng came back, took the child from her hand, and then took her hand and walked away. The night got darker and darker, and the three people disappeared into the darkness, as if they had really walked into the terrible depths of hell.
An Zheng, who was heading towards Bo Yang, turned around and walked over, stood beside the girl, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face: "Remember my appearance, because from today on, I am your father-killer. The enemy who killed his mother.”
"Demon of hell, please come to me and help me kill this person who dares to resist you."
"kill him!"
However, instead of asking An Zheng to kill Boyang, he shouted at Boyang. The villager who had just been kneeling on the ground and was almost killed by Zheng Chengzong's people now pointed at An Zheng with red eyes: "Kill this Central Plains man, kill this heretic!"
The villagers screamed and ran away, as if they had seen a real demon.
"This guy will kill us all!"
He seemed to have given up, looking at An Zheng and roaring: "We don't need you from the Central Plains here, you leave quickly, but you can't take her away. As long as she is still here, we may still have a way to survive."
An Zheng hummed, "Let me help you think of a way."