Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 801: The gun power!

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The 801st chapter of gun power!

"Jingxin Gun!"

"Depressed!"

Yang Chen held the black heart-cleaning gun and stabbed it suddenly. Then, everyone saw that the black heart-cleaning gun suddenly gushed out countless rays of light, accompanied by the pitch-black fog, as if it were rolling ink. Usually churn out constantly.

"This is..."

Seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen's face suddenly changed. He hardly had any hesitation, even if he grabbed a few blood wolf guards behind him, his figure quickly retreated.

Then stepped back to the door and closed the door with a "bang".

"What's the matter?"

"Great Emperor, where are you going?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, but they didn't say a word yet, and the black mist immediately enveloped everyone. These black mists are non-toxic, non-corrosive, and not even a bit aggressive.

But under these black fog, everyone was shocked.

"What's going on!"

"I...my body..."

"I feel so tired and want to sleep..."

"What's going on, why don't I seem to have any strength..."

Everyone's voices, from the surprise at the beginning, to the powerlessness later, to the end, the person who was enveloped in the mist directly threw the weapon in his hand.

Ding jingle!

Everyone threw their weapons one by one, and even more powerful, they lay directly on the ground and fell asleep, as if they were very tired.

"Asshole, what are you doing?" Mr. Liu pinched himself and looked at the group of Qingyun Palace disciples behind him angrily. Although under the mist, he also felt a wave of energy, but after all Liu The old cultivation is advanced, and he can resist this emotion.

But the disciples behind him, at this moment, have fallen a lot.

And it's not just him. All the people in Guanghan Palace, Tianyin Valley, and Yin Yang Sect beside him have fallen, one by one, just like drug addicts, slumped to the ground.

"Yang Chen, what did you do?" Ling Yuyao looked at the people in Guanghan Palace with a panic on her face, and said, "Yang Chen, why did you take action against the people in Guanghan Palace?"

"Squad leader, don't worry, these mists are not poisonous." Yang Chen said faintly: "This mist is only a short time that can make people lose fighting spirit. It will be fine in a few minutes."

Yang Chen said, shaking the Jingxin gun in his hand.

Puff.

Only a soft sound was heard, and a few pills were directly rolled out from the tail of the Jingxin gun. Yang Chen ate one by himself, gave one to Ling Yuyao, one to Miss Xu, and then to the Grand Elder of Guanghan Palace.

This pill can resist emotional control.

Sure enough, after taking the pill, the grand elder of Guanghan Palace looked much better, but his eyes were still full of shock.

"Rewind!"

"Get out of these mists!"

The rest, those who were barely able to resist the fog, chose to step back. But it was too late, Yang Chen didn't give them a chance to resist at all, holding the Jingxin Spear just stab forward.

"Jingxin Gun!"

"Angry!"

Hey...

Red mist erupted from the Jingxin gun. Under the mist, those people suddenly screamed heartbreakingly, and everyone's eyes became blood red, as if it contained endless Angry.

"So angry! So angry!"

"Damn it, what is this, why am I so angry!"

There was an endless stream of anger in everyone's chest. They tried to suppress this anger, but they couldn't suppress it at all.

"Kill!"

At this moment, I saw a disciple of Yin-Yang Sect suddenly drew out his sword, and he slashed directly at a companion beside him. Only a "pouch" sound was heard, and the companion was cut in half directly, and blood mixed with internal organs all over the place.

And this person's sudden action, as if it was the fuse, all the people took out their weapons, as if they had seen the killing of their father and their enemies, they were fighting frantically!

Ding Ding Dong Dang...

The sound of metal clashing constantly circulated in the hall, and everyone seemed to be blushing.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao covered her mouth, seeming to be a little surprised and speechless. What kind of trick is this that can directly control people's minds?

Killing the heart!

It's probably the scene in front of you to describe it!

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"Sect Master, what should we do?" Gu Peng suppressed the anger in his body and looked at Sect Master Li beside him.

"There is no way, their cultivation is too weak to resist this attack." Sect Master Li raised his hand, flashing from his eyes with the killing intent, he directly faced the Yin Yang sects beside him The disciple shook the void.

Puff! puff! puff!

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect were directly crushed by Sect Master Li and turned into countless pieces of meat, which were scattered all over the floor.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Elder Liu and others didn't hesitate to take action directly, beheading their disciples to death.

In just a few minutes, all the disciples died in their own hands, and the ground was completely red with blood.

"Huh."

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen snorted coldly, and the tip of the gun flicked, sucking all the mist into the Jingxin gun.

"Sect masters are really good methods? In order to save their lives, they killed all their own disciples!" Yang Chen said with some contempt.

"Hey." Liu Lao smiled, but said indifferently: "This group of disciples' cultivation is too weak, and it is estimated that they will not survive if they stay here. Instead of letting them interfere with the process, it is better to be here. Give them a ride in person!"

Lao Liu's words are powerful and vicious, but the Qingyun Palace disciple who stayed beside him didn't feel anything wrong.

Canglan Continent is a world where the weak and the strong eat the strong. They resisted their emotions, so they stayed. Those who did not resist the emotions were naturally killed by Mr. Liu.

For them, they will never blame Liu Lao for being cruel, but only think that these disciples are incompetent!

And at this moment...

Only a "crunch" was heard.

The main hall door was gently pushed open, and several figures walked in from outside the door. This group of people were not others, they were Emperor Mingchen and others who had just escaped in the first time.

Only at this moment, Emperor Mingchen's face is a bit ugly.

His eyes were fixed on the gun in Yang Chen's hand, and he said with some uncertainty: "Yang Chen, the gun in your hand...is it a Jingxin gun?"

Emperor Mingchen knew the Jingxin spear used by the Great Emperor Jingxin, especially the "seven emotions and six desires" in the Jingxin spear, which made many people feel terrified. Even the Great Emperor Mingchen always admired it.

"Yes, it is the Jingxin Gun!"

Yang Chen nodded.

Hearing this, Emperor Mingchen shook his whole body, and his eyes also showed excitement: "Jingxin Gun, could it be buried in this ancient tomb of the Emperor..."

"Emperor Jingxin?"