Rebirth as the Demon Cult’s Founder Chapter 1250: Savior
The power of hatred is great. It can make people stronger or crazy. Wang Yizhi is like that.
As the martial artist of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace said, why didn’t Sukhāvatī Demon Palace thoroughly remove the roots? Because Wang Yizhi is too weak, it is so weak that it can't even reach Yan Beifeng's ear.
So over the years, Wang Yizhi has managed to find the trouble of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace and kill the disciples of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, but the impact on Sukhāvatī Demon Palace is only equivalent to being bitten by a mosquito.
If Yan Beifeng did too much this time and killed an elder's grandson and grandson of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, things would definitely not be a big deal.
Hate made him give up the idea of fleeing to other three domains and steal a life, and began to attack the disciples of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace crazy. Perhaps from that day on, Wang Yizhi will already have death will.
Wang Yizhi pulled out his long sword from his waist, flashing a crazy killer in his eyes, and a trace of despair.
"Sukhāvatī Demon Palace! My Wang Yizhi will also be with you irreconcilable until death in my next life!"
As his words fell, Wang Yizhi rushed up and killed the two of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace.
It's just that he is not as good as the two, and he has suffered some injuries. At this time, he fought fiercely. Less than ten strokes, he is already in jeopardy.
Shang Tianliang, who was watching from a distance, poked Chu Xiu: "You haven’t shot yet? Later, this kid will be beheaded."
Chu Xiu said lightly: "Relax, you can’t die. Since you want to be a savior, you must have the appearance of a savior. If you don’t force him to the end, how can he know the beauty of living?
A person who is completely engulfed by hatred in his heart is crazy. Such a person is very useful, but is prone to extreme bad things.
So wait for him to be really ruined, and then rescue him to let him know how valuable he is alive, so that he knows how rare and grateful, right? "
Shang Tianliang whispered, "You are despicable, your boy's heart is dirty."
"You know the first day?"
Xing Bugong, watching Chu Xiu and Shang Tianliang fighting here, felt a little strange.
The subordinates of these two people do not seem to be subordinates, and their friends are not like friends, but the relationship seems a bit subtle.
At this moment, Chu Xiu glanced at the battlefield and said lightly: "It's time for me to be the savior!"
The voice fell, Chu Xiu stepped out directly, and his figure had disappeared in front of the two.
At this time, Wang Yizhi has bleeding from the nose and nose, and two more scars have been added to his body.
The long sword in his hand has long been broken, the color of madness flashed in his eyes, the blood and blood of his whole body madly condensed, and a grim blood ghost appeared behind him, brewing a powerful force, obviously he had already When you are ready, you will have to draw someone to die when you die.
But the two Sukhāvatī Demon Palace martial artist looked at each other and sneered.
One of them squeezed the seal, and at the feet of the Wang Yizhi, I didn’t know when two ghost hands appeared, holding them on his legs.
In an instant, a wicked evil spirit spread along his legs all over his body, making him unable to move for a while.
At this time, the Devil Blade of the martial artist of a Sukhāvatī Demon Palace has been cut out, and the extremely evil evil spirit is scattered, and the condensed sharpness has arrived in front of him.
The Wang Yizhi's face showed a hint of unwillingness, even if it was dying, he failed to kill a person.
Just when he was completely desperate and waiting to die, a figure appeared abruptly in front of him, very fast, as if it appeared from the void.
Dark hair and black robe agitated in the violent wind, depicting the black iron mask with divine patterns, let people involuntarily immerse themselves in it, unable to extricate themselves.
"Who are you?" Wang Yizhi couldn't help asking.
"Savior, a savior who can take you out of the sea of suffering!"
Chu Xiu stretched out his hand casually, **** easily clamped the Devil Blade of that Sukhāvatī Demon Palace martial artist .
The martial artist of the Sukhāvatī Demon Palace with a disbelieving look on his face, said in horror: "Where are you..."
Don't wait for his words to finish, Chu Xiu releases Devil Blade and taps on it gently, and in an instant, Devil Blade breaks!
And it’s not over yet, the terrible rift spread to the Sukhāvatī Demon Palace martial artist with Devil Blade, the other party didn’t even scream, and the body began to crack like the Devil Blade, and finally turned into fly ash !
Chu Xiu looked at another martial artist of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace. The other party was still alert and decisive. At the moment when the Chu Xiu shot, he had already launched the secret method of blood escape, radiating blood awns all over his body, rushing in another direction. Escape.
Chu Xiu just waved his hand lightly, but the martial artist , which was originally full of blood mansions, blew with a sorrowful cry. The blood mansions around him started to burn at ten times the speed before, almost instantly, they were already burning. Exhausted blood and became a corpse!
Wang Yizhi looks at the person in front of him, and he has only one impression in his heart, powerful and extremely powerful!
All of this seemed like a dream. The man suddenly appeared in front of him and rescued him from the desperate fear of life and death, all of which made him unable to respond.
After a while, Wang Yizhi asked in a hoarse voice: "You are..."
Chu Xiu shook his head and said: "You don’t need to ask who I am, you just need to know, I can help you destroy Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, which is enough.
You don’t have to worry that I will use things like you. Now you, besides this life, what else can you use? "
A complex look appeared on Wang Yizhi’s face, and finally shook his head with a wry smile: "Yeah, I have nothing left.
You saved my life, even if you really want my life, I can only give it to you. "
Speaking of which, there is a deep hatred on Wang Yizhi's face: "But even if I die, I have to take Sukhāvatī Demon Palace to go to the funeral together! What do I need to do to destroy Sukhāvatī Demon Palace?"
"It's very simple, I only need you, just be obedient!"
Chu Xiu's face was hidden by the mask, only a deep color appeared in his eyes.
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In the deepest chamber of Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, a burst of screams came from it.
The disciples who were staying outside heard the voice, felt the breath coming from it, and turned pale.
A quarter of an hour before the door opened, Yan Beifeng walked out of it and dragged out a huge corpse, resembling a human, like a beast, but on the huge body there was a grisly head, and the people looked a little shudder.
"The production of ghouls has failed. For the record, the true spirits mixed together are too violent to control and force to master. Only the true spirits will explode.
The next time you make a ghoul, let the following people find some tough-willed martial artist and **** the other party’s Nascent Spirit silently as the main true spirit of the ghoul.
Oh, by the way, dispose of this garbage. "
Yan Beifeng commanded the gatekeeper martial artist a few words, beckoned, and shouted an old man, furrow eyebrow asked: "Old man Gongsun, I let you investigate the cause of death of Ming Xuanyu and the cause of the destruction of the branch hall. After such a long time, have you checked?"
The old man hurriedly said: "The master of the palace, it has been found out, that the barbarians in the depths of the Nanman teamed up. They seem to hate me Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, and more than ten tribes joined forces, resulting in the entire branch hall. It was completely broken by those barbarians, and there was no one to live."
Yan Beifeng frowned: "Are you sure there are no outsiders out there? Ming Xuanyu told me that those barbarian guys have swept the snow in front of their doors, so they shouldn’t be able to play this kind of vertical and horizontal connection. Horizontal trick."
Elder Gongsun cautiously said: "Although the brains of the barbarians are not very easy to use, they are still sober about the sacrifices among the barbarians.
Before the Ming Xuanyu Hall Master captured a certain degree when he arrested those barbarians, but in the recent period, the Hall Master has already consumed the flesh of many barbarian masters in order to refine the Zhoutian Demon God Formation, Ming Xuanyu On the other side of the hall, the barbarians were eager to catch them. This may have caused the barbarians to join forces. "
Yan Beifeng turned his attention to Elder Gongsun, with no killing in his eyes, and asked plainly: "The meaning of the elder is the deity's fault?"
The elder Gongsun shivered and said quickly: "Don't misunderstand, I don't mean this. It's Ming Xuanyu, I didn't prepare well."
Everyone at Sukhāvatī Demon Palace knows that they are a madman.
Although the character of the palace masters of the Sukhāvatī Demon Palace in the past is a little extreme, Yan Beifeng is the most extreme and crazy one, and there is no humanity.
In Sukhāvatī Demon Palace, he speaks in one word, you dare to rebel, he immediately dares to kill, without any scruples, no matter whether you are an elder or the lord.
With such a boss present, the entire Sukhāvatī Demon Palace is on thin ice, and he dare not violate or offend Yan Beifeng in any way.
Yan Beifeng snorted coldly: "Send someone to check again, I always feel that there is something wrong here~IndoMTL.com~ If it is really just a simple barbarian riot, then I will go to Nanman Trip, it happened that the materials for refining Zhoutian Demon God Formation have been in short supply recently.
Also, old man Gongsun, how do I feel that you are a little absent-minded? What happened to the palace? "
In the eyes of Elder Gongsun, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "An old and dearest dear grandson was killed by a little boy who hated my devil's palace. I sent someone to chase down, but now the person has not returned. , It should have been an accident."
This kind of thing is only a trivial matter for Yan Beifeng. This Southern Region Wulin hates him Sukhāvatī Demon Palace is not one or two, how can there be more?
So Yan Beifeng just patted Elder Gongsun’s shoulder and said, "Old Gongsun, you are a good old man, there are many sons, there are more grandchildren, and if you die, you can regenerate a few myself. Look at this little thing. It's been a day and a day."
Looking at the departure of Yan Beifeng, Elder Gongsun was helpless for a while.
Although he knows that Yan Beifeng is comforting him, why is this comforting word so mocking?