"Yun Xiao cares too little about people and things in this world. Kiss counts as one, and you count as another. Only by killing you in front of him, can [Red Dust Robbery] end completely. From then on, the world will There will never be another innocent host like Yun Xiao."
In just this short moment, Lu Xingyuan had already convinced himself and strengthened his belief.
His eyes were clear, and there was no trace of guilt or flinch on his face, only the compassion and determination to save all sentient beings, "If it is a sin for me to kill you, and it is a sin to torture Yun Xiao, then the poor monk is willing to fight for the sin of karma in the future." bear."
Just as he finished speaking, a wooden fish suddenly appeared in his hand.
The whole body of the wooden fish was blood red, even the gavel was red.
Lu Xingyuan raised his gavel and tapped lightly.
There was only a bang, and all the spiritual power and immortal energy in the world vibrated together.
Muyan's complexion changed, and the fingers that were plucking the strings suddenly became faster, so fast that an afterimage could almost be seen.
[Star Field]!
[Holy hand weaving the sky]!
The protective shields cast by the sound walls protected the Xiaoyao Seven Sons.
However, the air waves from the wooden fish hitting the stars only hit the protective cover lightly.
Muyan spat out a mouthful of blood.
The sound wall also shattered.
Immortal Venerable Realm powerhouse!
It was an existence that they would never be able to fight against even if they risked their lives.
"Lu Xingyuan, stop!!"
Luo Yunxiao's hoarse, almost pleading roar came from the phaseless golden mask.
"Don't hurt them!"
"If you want me to hate, I will hate! If you want me to die, I will die!!"
"I just beg you not to hurt them, Lu Xingyuan, master! I beg you!"
"I don't want anything, family affection, warmth, humanity, kindness... I don't want anything, as long as you can let them go!!"
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen couldn't help their eyes turning red.
Luo Yu choked up and said, "Little Master, don't beg him! They don't care about that kind of people. We Xiaoyaomen want to live together, and die together, isn't it good? Even if we go underground, there is still a master waiting for us, None of us will be alone."
However, Luo Yunxiao suddenly looked at the seven of them, and hissed: "I order you as Xiaoyaomen's junior uncle, run away! Run away as far as you can! Did you hear that!"
"From now on, I, Luo Yunxiao, have nothing to do with Xiaoyaomen. I'm not your little uncle, and I don't need you to meddle in other people's business... Get out! Get out!"
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen couldn't bear it anymore, tears rolled down their eyes.
Even Chu Moli, who has always been the most cold-hearted and unpredictable, suddenly clenched the armrest of the wheelchair.
His eyes were stained red like blood.
"Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Chu Moli, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng, Lan Luoyu... Jun Muyan!!"
"Did you all hear that? Leave me alone! Don't die in front of me..."
"I don't want anything!"
"Just please don't die in front of me!"
One after another roar, so hoarse, so sad, like a nightingale weeping blood.
The people in Xiaoyaomen only felt that their hearts seemed to be crushed with those roars.
They cried silently, breaking their hearts with pain.
How could their little uncles like cranes in the clouds show such despair and say such humble prayers.
However, they cannot return!
There is also no way out.
Lu Xingyuan would not allow them to escape.
As long as they turn their backs, what awaits them is a fragmented, cowardly and embarrassing death.