"Junior brother, there are endless beautiful scenery, immeasurable blessed land, and endless blessings in my door. When you enter my door, you will not be contaminated by weapons, water or fire, poisonous insects will not come near, and cause and effect will not be hindered. If you enter my door, you can obtain supernatural powers and wonderful methods. , you can get the secret spell, you can get great power. You can live forever, you can be immortal, you can be free forever, you can be immortal forever."
Miaolian sang softly and explained all the benefits of taking refuge under his disciples.
He didn't say a word, and a white lotus flower flew out from the tip of his tongue, turning into a clear light and pouring into the center of Ying Yunpeng's eyebrows.
Ying Yunpeng's body was shaking violently and struggling. Countless veins were bulging on his forehead, and his eyes were about to jump out of their sockets. The eyeballs were densely covered with bloodshot eyes, and the whites of his two eyes almost turned red.
He didn't care to look at Miaolian, but glared at the four Jinpengs who he had adopted since childhood and cared for them almost like their own children. He roared at the top of his lungs: "It doesn't matter if you don't want me as your father... I am not your biological father after all, you are just The orphans I adopted... But you have the blood of the Eastern Wasteland people flowing in your body! How can you betray the Ten Days Kingdom? How can you betray the Dongyi? How can you... "
"We are not betraying!" Jin Peng took a step forward, kowtowed three times to Ying Yunpeng solemnly, and said respectfully: "Abba, we are saving Dongyi! After all, the human race cannot resist the Yu Dynasty. Those who dare to resist will... In the end, it will become ashes."
Yinpeng took two steps forward, kowtowed three times to Ying Yunpeng, and begged: "Abba, please take refuge in Master Miaolian! Master Miaolian accepts disciples on his behalf, and you are still his junior brother! As long as you After converting, all of our hundreds of millions of people will convert, and the Yu people will no longer be our enemies in the future."
"You guys!" The blue veins all over Ying Yunpeng's body were bulging, and green light was rippling in countless witch acupuncture points. Occasionally, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. He looked at his four adopted sons and shouted sternly: "You are all stupid! Crazy! How could you do such a thing in the name of the ancestors?"
Miao Lian looked at Ying Yunpeng with a smile, and the speed of the clear light in her palm became much faster. Countless runes could be seen in the clear light flashing densely, and they were continuously injected into Ying Yunpeng's head.
"Junior brother Yunpeng, the so-called ancestor spirits are nothing more than ghosts. You worship the ancestor spirits and worship them. You can't eat, drink, use, or live forever. What's the use of enshrining them and worshiping them?"
"Come to my door and you can gain supreme magical powers, realize the infinite avenue, gain immortality, and gain great power. In your eyes, the so-called gods are nothing more than ants. Just ancestors, what are you thinking about them? "
"Come into my door, come into my door, come into my door!" Miaolian chanted over and over again, and every time a white lotus spurted out from the tip of her tongue and slowly poured into Ying Yunpeng's head. Ying Yunpeng's face became more and more ferocious, and his entire head was faintly covered by a layer of clear light.
"I... don't sell... my ancestors!" Ying Yunpeng muttered in a hiss: "I am not a kind person... I... am not a good person... I have committed murder and arson, oppressed good people, robbed men and women, and committed murder and robbery in my life. I have killed countless people, I am truly a wicked person... a bastard... but I will not betray my tribe or my ancestors!"
Raising his head with difficulty, Ying Yunpeng looked at Emperor Shi Yanluo and shouted sternly: "I... don't obey!"
Emperor Shi Yanluo glanced at Ying Yunpeng with contempt, and said lightly: "I don't know the so-called indigenous ants. Don't betray your ancestors? It seems worthy of respect, but it is really stupid behavior... As long as there are enough benefits, ancestors and so on, occasionally What does it matter if you sell or sell?”
Several Yu girls around Emperor Shi Yanluo laughed at the same time. These words were not empty talk. Among the Yu clan nobles, as long as there is enough profit, the flesh and blood of their closest relatives can be sold as goods, let alone the so-called illusory ancestors
"Stubborn and ignorant people!" Emperor Shi Yanluo sat there high up, looking down at Ying Yunpeng, and said lightly: "You have a backbone and a proud fool, don't you want to avenge your son and nephew? ?”
Ying Yunpeng's eyes bulged out of their sockets and were about to pop out. He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Son...nephew's revenge...I will personally hold the bow and shoot those little beasts! If I want to kill people, even Si Wen's life can't stop me! I'm taking revenge...you don't need to...ah!" "
A seal appeared in Miao Lian's hand, and a low roar like a lion's roar came from Miao Lian's palm. Ying Yunpeng could not say another word, but screamed at the top of his lungs.
It seemed that there were countless sharp knives cutting into Ying Yunpeng's soul. Because the majestic flesh and blood essence nourished him all the year round, his soul, which had become a thousand times more powerful than an ordinary great witch, was like a fat mountain of flesh, churned to pieces by the sharp knives.
Severe pain came from his soul, and Ying Yunpeng screamed in pain. The great witches and witch kings of the human race lack the secret method to withstand the secrets of the soul. Except for a few extremely talented witches, others face soul attacks and can only use their powerful bodies and souls to resist, and then rush to kill the enemy before they succeed. enemy.
But Ying Yunpeng was imprisoned on the Demon Wall, and Miaolian was close at hand, but he couldn't...
"I don't accept it!" With a roar, Ying Yunpeng's neck suddenly stretched to more than ten feet. His neck bones clicked and staggered, and the joints under the skin of his long neck were bumpy, making him look extremely ferocious.
Opening his mouth, Ying Yunpeng's big mouth opened to more than 180 degrees like a poisonous snake. With a 'click', he bit into Miaolian's neck fiercely. Ying Yunpeng put all his strength into this mouthful. His life and dignity, the glory of being born in the Dongyi Shiri Kingdom and his piety to his ancestors were all condensed in this mouthful.
"Crack!" Miao Lian howled miserably. Half of his neck was chewed to pieces by Ying Yunpeng. Half of his neck bones were broken. A huge semicircular hole appeared on his neck. He howled miserably. He fell backwards, then fell to the ground and twitched wildly.
Emperor Shi Yanluo was overwhelmed by this frightening scene. He stood up from the throne at once, and the calm look of a winner on his face completely disappeared. He glared at Ying Yunpeng and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Give me..."
"I'll do it!" Miaolian's voice suddenly became extremely weird. A golden light flashed across the wound on his neck, and all the injuries suddenly disappeared.
Two lotuses were clearly visible in Miaolian's eyes. His voice and movements had changed. His voice became extremely ethereal and his movements became particularly simple and natural. A strange and terrifying aura spread from Miao Lian's body. Emperor Shi Yanluo's body suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously grasped the sword.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, and you will find your way back when you are lost. Come to my door, fool!" Miao Lian flicked her finger gently and lightly touched the center of Ying Yunpeng's eyebrows.
Suddenly two lotuses bloomed between Ying Yunpeng's eyebrows. He closed his eyes with a smile and sighed softly. Two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth became more and more raised, and deep smile lines appeared on his face. His face was outlined like a demon's.
(End of chapter)