In the dark cave, Wang Zhentong screamed and screamed.
There was a bulging eye between his brows, and there was no color in the bloody eyes, which kept spitting out turbid and dirty blood. His limbs were nailed to the ground by wooden pegs made of four vicious and poisonous woods: poisonous dragon wood, dead dragon wood, trapped dragon wood, and prison dragon wood. A one-foot-long wooden nail was also driven into the Tianling Gai. It was enough to prevent him from mobilizing any mana.
Wang Chengzhe was sweating like raindrops all over his body, and his soul was trembling, fighting with the evil forces in his eyes that were frantically attacking his soul defense line.
His soul has weakened a bit, like an oil lamp in a hurricane that may go out at any time. And the evil power contained in the bloody vertical eyes is endless, and there is even more infinite evil power pouring in from the void into the vertical eyes. Wang Chengzhe could no longer hold on any longer, and he was about to be unable to hold on any longer.
Also imprisoned beside him was Wang Songling, the current head of the Wang family, and dozens of the supreme elders and elders of the Wang family who came with him.
They are all masters of elixirs who love medicinal herbs and elixirs like crazy. They are the core power leaders of the Wang family. Their eyebrows were also parasitized by a bloody vertical eye, which was also resisting the invading evil force. If their entire army is wiped out here, the entire Wang family will fall under the control of darkness.
"Sima Qingniu!" Wang Chengzhe looked at Niu Jinniu and screamed: "Are you worthy of your parents?"
"Old bastard! Do you have the nerve to say such a thing?" Niu Jinniu hit the wooden fish crazily, making a loud and ear-piercing noise, which made the eyes of all the royal family and elders turn black, and their souls seemed to be shattered: "Why do you have the nerve to say such things?"
Niu Jinniu, whose real name is Sima Qingniu, is a direct descendant of the Sima Saint Clan. His mother is the daughter of the Wang family, and his father is the legitimate son of the Sima Saint clan. The marriage of the two people was originally a wonderful thing, but Niu Jinniu's mother accidentally got involved in a battle to change the head of the Wang family. The faction his mother belonged to was defeated in a disastrous defeat. The mother was pushed out as a scapegoat.
The Sima Saint Clan "follows the good deeds" and immediately agreed with the treatment of their allied families. With an understatement from Wang Chunzhuo, Niu Jinniu's parents, along with a group of related clan members, were demoted as sinners and exiled. Originally this was nothing more than exile. At least he saved his life.
But the young Niu Jinniu clearly remembered that his parents had all their cultivation levels destroyed in front of him, and then were eaten up by a group of monsters. From that time on, Niu Jinniu completely hated the Saint Clan.
"If it weren't for the master, I would have become a prey for monsters." Niu Jinniu looked at Wang Chunzhuo and said calmly: "I knew that you traitors would not end well."
"Traitors? Are we traitors?" Wang Chunzhen's eyes bulged, he looked at Niu Jinniu and shouted sternly: "We are traitors? What do you know?"
Niu Jinniu smiled coldly and asked: "If you are not traitors, why do you never dare to take a step out of Jucheng easily? Isn't it because you have betrayed your master, and you have put various restrictions in Jucheng to prevent the master from settling accounts with you? "
Wang Chengzhe wanted to say something, but a black light suddenly appeared in his blood-colored eyes, and the terrifying evil force rushed over like a tide. Wang Chengzhe's body stiffened, his whole body twitched and trembled, and a large amount of white spewed out from his mouth. foam.
He screamed Niu Jinniu's name. Wang Songling beside him was the weakest in cultivation. He had just stepped into the saint's mirror. Under the impact of the bloody eyes, his soul defense line collapsed completely, and an evil force rushed into his soul. God, his soul was completely stained with blood.
"Supreme Master, Wang Songling will be your most devoted servant." Wang Songling smiled, a very sacred and solemn smile. An aura that was at least twice as high as his own cultivation level emerged from his body. Under the infusion of evil power, his cultivation level actually improved by leaps and bounds.
Wang Songling was defeated, followed by the youngest family elder. He also entered the realm of saint less than 100,000 years ago. Under the erosion of evil power, he could not hold on. He felt relieved and was defeated. The evil force has infected the soul.
Then one after another, all the elders were wiped out in just half a day. Then came those supreme elders with advanced cultivation. The weakest among them had already entered the realm of annihilation of all laws a million years ago. Infinite Dharma, the birth of all Dharma, and the destruction of all Dharma. Any Supreme Elder in the Destruction of Ten Thousand Dharma Realm can easily defeat ten elders in the Immeasurable Dharma Realm like Wang Songling.
But all the Supreme Elders were still defeated by the endless evil power of Zhu Mu.
Dozens of Taishang elders, the weakest of whom were in the realm of annihilation of all laws, and the strongest who had stepped onto the threshold of the realm of Taoist calamity, were all wiped out a day later.
Their auras have also expanded a lot, and the evil power in the bloody eyes contains extremely profound understanding of heaven. These supreme elders have been instilled by the evil power, and their consciousness is no longer independent, but their Taoism has been greatly improved. .
Wang Chengzhe's heart ached so much that he screamed and looked desperately at Niu Jinniu, Linghu Qiong, and another short Kang Jinlong.
When he felt that his soul defense line could not resist the erosion of evil forces, he hissed and looked at Kang Jinlong and roared: "My grandson, and the legitimate son of the Linghu family, what about you? Who are you? ?Who are you? Let me die happily!"
Kang Jinlong, short in stature, with disheveled hair, his face covered by hair, and a strange mist lingering in his hair. Even Wang Chunzhe's consciousness could not see through his true appearance. He smiled faintly and slowly lifted up his long hair.
"Poor old guy, grant your humble wish. Who am I? Do you see clearly?"
Kang Jinlong's long hair was lifted up, revealing a handsome young face. His face was childish, but his eyes were aged like a centenarian, as if he had seen through time and everything: "But how could you die? You will become our loyal A reliable partner becomes a devout slave of the great master. Wang Chucheng, it’s really been a long time since we last seen each other.”
Wang Chengzhe looked at this face and smiled like a madman: "So it's you... No wonder you used that weird blood sacrifice formation, and even I was restrained by you. Linghu Zhengzheng, haha, Linghu Zhengzheng, It's you, it's you! How did you escape, how could you escape?"
Linghu Zhizhi was the brother of Saint Linghu, one of the three holy saints. He was not included among the 803 saints of the Holy Saint Dharma Sect, but his cultivation was only slightly weaker than Saint Linghu. The cultivation civilization in the ancient Yuanlu world was destroyed, Linghu Zhizhi slaughtered hundreds of millions of sects, and he was ranked only below the three saints in the credit book.
After the void spiritual world was opened, Linghu Zhizhi suddenly disappeared and never appeared in front of people again. Even Wang Chunzhen didn't expect that when he saw Linghu Zhizhi again, he had turned into Kang Jinlong, one of the mysterious masters who sat down with the twenty-eight gods.
"Yes, how did I escape? Deep in the center of the earth in the void spiritual world, in the womb of innate earth's lungs and fire, I was suppressed below with the three most sacred instruments. I can't survive until now. It's easy, you can still escape!" Kang Jinlong covered his face with his hair again and said calmly: "Wang Chengzhe, in name, you are my nephew. From now on, we can all serve the master together."
Wang Chengzhe's body twitched violently, twitching and beating like a fish out of water. He hissed and whined: "You know, your master, he is not a kind person, my saint clan..."
"How can there be a saint clan without a master?" Kang Jinlong said calmly: "When we receive the master's benefits, we must act in accordance with the master's orders. Being ungrateful and backhanded stabbings, if you can do this kind of thing, I will do it. Not coming out.”
Kang Jinlong softly hummed the strange melody of ancient sacrifices to heaven and earth, formed a seal with his hands, and gently pressed on Wang Chengzhe's eyebrows.
The last straw fell, and Wang Chengzhe collapsed completely. He screamed and whined. His soul was eroded by the endless evil power in the bloody vertical eyes, and his ferocious and twisted face completely calmed down.
Niu Jinniu pulled out the wooden nail that imprisoned Wang Chengtong. Wang Chengteng rubbed his hands and feet, stood up, and bowed to Kang Jinlong: "Uncle Linghu!"
Kang Jinlong took out a golden scroll, cut Wang Chutong's finger with a stone knife, and wrote something on the scroll with his blood. He said without raising his head: "The quota of the twenty-eight divine envoys has been filled. But there are still one hundred and eight divine generals of Tiangang and Disha. Wang Chutong, from now on you will be the first divine general under the master, Tian Kuixing."
Wang Chengzhe solemnly saluted Kang Jinlong. His blood flickered slightly on the golden scroll and penetrated deeply into the scroll.
A quarter of an hour later, Wang Chengzhe's flying boat sprayed clouds and mist and flew through the sky with a roar. It only took half an hour to fly over Xiankong City.
The Youquan set off a surging water curtain, wrapping the empty city tightly. Wang Ding's soul was wrapped in the purple energy transformed by the holy talisman, and was struggling and severely injured in the thick and sticky water curtain. Every time the purple energy collides, it can break a hundred-mile-thick water curtain, but Youquan thinks together, and outside the hundred-mile-thick water curtain, there is a thick and thick water curtain that is thousands of miles deep.
No matter how hard the holy talisman created by Wang Ding's father worked, it could never leave the hollow city and could not break through the interception of the water curtain. Moreover, the water curtain was not only composed of ten thousand years of mysterious ice, but the thick ice layer was ten thousand times harder and stronger than the water curtain. The overlapping icebergs pressed down, forcing the purple air to fall to the ground.
Kang Jinlong and Niu Jinniu have disappeared. Wang Chunzhuo is standing on the bow deck, and Linghu Qiong is standing next to him, speaking softly.
"The little girl who controlled the water is a person close to Yin Keqing. Yin Keqing has been converted by the Master White Bone Illusion God, and is truly one of our own, so this little girl is also one of our own. That White Dew Qinghua Grass, It was made by this little girl.”
"Wang Ding, I guess he can't figure out the medicinal uses of the White Dew Green Flower Grass. He wants to gain both people and money, so..."
Before Linghu Qiong finished what he said, Wang Chengzhe snorted coldly: "You are a useless piece of trash and a disgrace. Why do I, the Wang family, keep you?"
With a palm press, Wang Ding, the evil genius of the Wang family and the direct descendant with the highest talent in a million years, was knocked out of his wits by Wang Chengzhe's palm press.
As the flying boat slowly landed, Wang Zhengtong flashed in front of Youquan and nodded amiably to Youquan: "Little girl, no one will bully you in the future. Can I study this White Dew Green Flower Grass?"
Youquan smiled and made a please feel free gesture.
(End of chapter)