The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 79: Nineteenth heart

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Blood is washed up all night. According to legend, Yiling's ancestor Wei Wuxian used his own power to kill the **** battle of 3,000 monks at the Night Oath Master Conference.

There are also legends of more than 5,000 people. Whether it is three thousand or five thousand, one thing remains unchanged, that is, the ruins of the city that never sleeps, which has been turned into a **** **** by him.

When the murderer Wei Wuxian attacked in a group, he retired and returned to the mass grave post alone. No one knows exactly how he did it.

Family members were severely injured because of this, so after nearly three years of intensive cultivation and planning, the four major Aristocratic Familys successfully encircled the magic cave burial post, and returned the word "slaughter" to the rest. The remnants of Wen's family, and the insane Yiling ancestor Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian looked at the monks in front of Fu Mo Temple. Their expressions were exactly the same as those of the monks who had vowed to drink wine that night and vowed to make him and Wen ashamed. Some were the ones who survived that night, some were the descendants of those monks, and more were "justices" who had the same beliefs as those.

The monk who said he had severed his leg and had to put on a wooden prosthesis: "Three thousand people's blood debts, you can't redeem them forever!"

Wei Wuxian interrupted him: "Three thousand people? There were indeed more than 3,000 monks who were present that night. But there were also several family leaders and elite celebrities of various families. These people are here, can I really kill 3,000 people? Are you too deserving of me, or do you despise them too.

He was just plainly stating a fact, but the monk felt despised and insulted and said, "What do you think I'm discussing with you? Can blood debt be bargained?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I'm not trying to bargain on this kind of thing, but I don't want to double my charges at will just by opening one's mouth. Similarly, I didn't do it, and I didn't want to be hard. Carry. "

A humane: "It wasn't you who did it? Is there anything you didn't do?"

Wei Wuxian said: "For example, Chi Fengzun was divided by five horses, not by me; Mrs. Jin Qin Yun Jinlintai committed suicide, nor was it forced by me; you killed all the corpses who came up the mountain , Which is also beyond my control. "

Su She laughed: "Yiling ancestor, I only heard that you are arrogant, but I did not expect that you still like sophistry. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of it, who else in the world can control so much The corpse and the corpse drove us into embarrassment.

Wei Wuxian said: "I can't think of anything here, as long as there is a tiger symbol, anyone can do it."

Su She said: "Isn't Yinhu Run your magic weapon?"

Wei Wuxian said: "This is to ask who really loves it so much. Just like Wen Ning, some Aristocratic Familys are afraid of General Ghost's death, they shouted and screamed, but secretly took him secretly. Hidden for more than ten years. Strangely, who said that already had frustrated him? "

Everyone couldn't help but look at the Lanling Jin students. After all, he was fully responsible for this at the time. He vowed that already burned the two heads of Wen ’s remnant, who was still taking the lead in assassination in Tiancheng City. It was the head of Lanling Jin ’s family.

Su She immediately said, "You don't have to mess with right and wrong."

Lan Wangji said ruthlessly: "You are the only one who is playing tricks."

Su She is choked.

Although Lan Wangji was standing beside him, he didn't say a word, but he stood there alone, so that others did not dare to rush up.

Since Gu Sulan was still a little stranger, Su She has always been inexplicably unable to look up in front of Lan Wangji. After the self-made portal became the owner of Fuling Su's family, he once secretly rejoiced: his already was the owner of a family, and Lan Wangji was still "Lan II Young Master". And looking forward to the situation when the two met, imagine that Lan Wang had a chance to change his face, respect him, maybe he could be called brother or brother. The two of them are similar, which is very likely.

However, when meeting again, he found that even if he became the owner, he still couldn't look up in front of this "two Young Master". Even Lan Wangji said something heavier than this, he would be blocked for a while and dare not fight back!

At this moment, in the woods, there were babbling noises and cooing noises.

Lan Qiren said: "A new wave of corpses is coming!"

I heard that half of them turned to deal with it, and the other half was still vigilantly pointing their swords at the group of "Wuhe people" in front of Fu Mo Temple. Wei Wuxian said: "I said, these corpses are not under my control. It is better to look at them when you have time."

There are a lot of famous monks, and there are also a few homeowners and elders. It is natural to deal with a group of corpses. At the moment Jian Guangqin rang, and no one cares about them. Jiang Cheng pulled three corpses into six segments with a whip, turned to Jin Ling and yelled, "Jin Ling! Do you want your legs anymore!"

It means that Jin Ling would go back and interrupt his leg again, but this threat Jin Ling has heard countless times and has not implemented it once, so he glanced at Jiang Cheng and remained motionless. Jiang Cheng cursed, turned his wrist, tuned the purple electricity, and was about to entangle Jin Ling, forcibly pulling him back. Who knows, the purple light flowing on the purple electric whip suddenly went dark, and after a moment, it went out.

The long whip quickly turned back into a silver ring, put an index finger on it, and Jiang Cheng caught it immediately. He had never encountered such a situation that the purple electricity automatically closed, and he was still looking at his palm. Suddenly, two blood dripped into the palm of his hand.

Jiang Chengyang wiped his hand with a bright red.

Jin Ling loses his voice: "Oh!"

Several exclaims were also coming from the crowds fighting with the corpses. Looking at it, even the tenth of them saw Jianguang dimmed. Nearly half of the people had two bright red marks hanging on their faces, which were nosebleeds. Others have blood from their noses and noses!

A sword repairman panicked: "What's going on?!"

"I ... my spiritual power is gone!"

"Help me! Help me!"

Dust avoids the sheath automatically and cuts the two corpses chasing the monk for help. However, there were more and more calls for help, one after another, and the crowd gradually got closer and closer, and backed towards the Fu Temple.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji glanced at each other and finally decided.

The monks who went to mass graves to prepare for a big kill all suddenly lost their spiritual power here!

Not only Jianguang to vanish, but Fu Lu failed, and even the students of the aunt Su Lan's and Fuling Su's piano and flute were reduced to echo and lost the effect of retreating from the magic.

The situation is turning sharply!

Amidst the chaos of soldiers and horses, and the horses tumbling over, Lan Sizhui suddenly turned away from Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji who were standing in front of him, and rushed out of them and shouted, "Dear people, come here, and come to Fu Mo Temple! There is a very large array on the ground of the hall. Some parts are missing but they should be used and they can be used to resist it for a while!

Wei Wuxian heard that he quickly pulled Lan Wangji over to stand with him and let out the entrance of Fu Mo Temple. When Su She saw that a monk who had lost his head wanted to rush in, he shouted loudly, "Can't go in! This must be a trick to catch a cat! There must be more dangerous traps waiting for us!"

After hearing his cry, everyone suddenly woke up. Wei Wuxian immediately said: "If you die outside, you die inside, you die on the left and right, you can drag in when you go in. You are so anxious to let everyone die together, what do you mean?"

Although he said this, it made sense, but because of what he said, everyone was afraid to go in, hesitating to continue to struggle with the corpse. Other people have no spiritual power and can barely support it for a while, but Nie Huai Sang can't wait. Everyone knows that he is timid and has bad talents. People are still not motivated. They do n’t practice well. They are forced by this sudden change. He was so frustrated that he couldn't be injured because of several close guards who worked hard to protect him. Seeing that the corpses were gathering more and more, he couldn't see the end. He was busy: "You guys, can't you get in? Oh no matter what, If you do n’t enter, I ’m advanced, sorry, walk around, big guys hurry up! "

Without the words, Nie Huaisang simply led a group of students from Nie's family of Qinghe and rushed into the Temple of Fu Mo. It was really a hurrying dog, like a fish missing the net. The others were stunned by his frankness.

Lan Wangji took off the guqin on his back, and the string sounded loud. But his cracking sound was refining again and again, after all, there was only one person. When Wen Ning saw this, he jumped down from the demon temple to help him drive away the corpse, and at the same time, he endured the stabbing, chopping, and kicking from these monks in silence. Fortunately, he didn't feel pain, so this was not affected.

At this time, a young man who was just released said: "A father, don't kill! You believe me, go in! We just came out of the hall, there is no trap in it!"

The other teenagers also called out, "Yeah, there really is a big team on the ground!"

Jin Ling said: "Well, come in!"

Jiang Cheng stabbed the three poisons without Jianguang and said fiercely, "You shut up for me!"

After the scolding, blood dripped from his mouth and nose, Jin Ling rushed down the steps, dragged him and forcibly dragged him into the Temple of Devil. At this time, Jiang Cheng lost all his strength, and the teenage boy was so strong that he was dragged in by him like this, and the monks of the Jiang family quickly entered the temple with the Lord. It happened that Nie Huai-sang's voice was buzzing from the empty hall, and said joyfully: "Lords! Come in quickly! It's not a problem to install a few thousand people here! Which predecessor came in to help fill the formation on the ground? I won't! "

After hearing his last sentence, everyone has two big words in their hearts: "Waste!"

Lan Wangji didn't leave the string, and looked up: "Uncle."

Lan Qiren didn't want to enter the hall originally, he would rather kill by himself to the last moment. However, at this time he was not alone, and there were a lot of Monks from the Blue Family and Monks from the Jin Family under his command. The main force of the fight was not him. He didn't want to disregard the lives of these students, he had to catch a trace of vitality.

He didn't watch Lan Wangji and raised his sword and shouted, "Be careful entering the temple!"

At this point, the four major Aristocratic Familys of Lanling Jin's, Gusu Lan's, Qinghe Nie's, and Yunmengjiang's all entered the hall. With them taking the lead, the rest immediately decided not to lose their stubborn resistance. Even if there were any flood monsters or monsters in the hall, there were four tall men in front of them, and they swarmed in.

Finally only the group of Su Family in Fuling has not moved yet. Wei Wuxian said, "Well, Lord Su, don't you go in? Well, then you stay outside. But are n’t you all out of spiritual power? If you stay outside, do n’t you die? Courage is commendable. "

Su She glanced at him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and led the students into the temple.

Fu Mo Temple accommodated more than a thousand people smoothly. Thousands of panting, anxious words, and howling voices echoed in the empty hall. As soon as Lan Qiren entered, he went to Nie Huai Sang, and in his earnest anticipation, inspected the incompleteness of the array method on the ground. It really was a long time ago. He cut his palm and filled it with blood.

Wen Ning stood on the steps and threw away the nearest corpses. As soon as the formation was added, those corpses seemed to be blocked out of an invisible barrier and could not rush in for a while.

Wei Wuxian waited for Lan Wangji to put away the piano, so he slowly walked into the hall with him. The monks who had just entered the hall and were relieved to see the black and white cloths descended the steps, and once more than a thousand hearts raised again.

No one expected that this would be the end. They obviously came to besiege the ancestors of Yiling, but now they are being besieged. They have to hide in the main hall of the ancestors of Yiling to survive for a while.

Lan Qiren finished the formation on the ground. Before standing in the crowd, he blocked the way of the two. With his head held up, he almost opened his arms to stop them. A group of Wei Wuxian dare to destroy the formation and fight it. An old life and his stance.

Lan Wangji said, "... Uncle."

The disappointment in Lan Qiren's heart has not passed. For a while, I still don't want to see this proud student from childhood to big, just looking at Wei Wuxian, coldly saying, "What do you want."

Wei Wuxian sat down on the steps and said, "Nothing. Now that you both come in, we might as well chat."

Looking at him in this scene, his tone of relief was still a little bit solemn, and Lan Wangji shook his head. But he also sat down with him and laid Guqin on his lap, playing it slowly.

Seeing Lan Wangji playing the piano to help withdrawing from the Devil Array method, Lan Qiren felt a little comfort, and said, "The child who forgets the machine has a sense of size, oh ..."

He then glanced at Lan Wangji, seeing that he was still calm in this situation, his manners were not falling, his white clothes were spotless, his wipes were neatly neatly tidy, and he could not help admiring them secretly. Be proud. However, he saw Wei Wuxian sitting next to Lan Wangji's body. His black clothes were extremely dazzling. He always felt that if he sat closer, he would stain the white clothes of Lan Wangji. This sense of pride was immediately felt. Turn to anger. He yelled at Wu Wuxian: "We have nothing to talk to you!"

Wei Wuxian said: "How can there be nothing to talk about? I do n’t believe it, do n’t you want to know how you suddenly lost your spiritual power? Hey, do n’t show that expression, knowing that you definitely want to rely on me again Body. Conscience of heaven and earth, Wei is not so capable, God will let you all win without knowing the ghost.

Although there are still people who are not convinced, but some people think: ...... This is true.

Between each other, Wei Wuxian said, "I guess you must not have had time to gather for a meal before you come to besiege, so it should not be poisoned."

Of course, I have never heard of any poison that can cause a sudden spiritual collapse. Otherwise, it must have been bought by many monks for a long time, and it has been spreading. Many of the monks who came here this time caught a few people and explored for a while. Those people whispered and asked, "How? How? Is this spiritual disintegration temporary or permanent?"

This question immediately caught the attention of many people, and there was no time to be alert to what happened to Wei Wuxian. After all, if the spiritual power is completely disintegrated and it can never be returned, it is tantamount to a wasteful person, and that is really more terrible and more painful consequence than dying here. A few doctors discussed for a while and said, "Your Dan Yuan is intact, don't worry! It should be temporary."

Jiang Cheng heard that it was temporary. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He took the handkerchief Jin Ling passed to him and wiped the blood off his face. Then he said, "Temporarily? How long is it temporarily? When can I recover? "

A physician said: "... I'm afraid ... for at least one hour ..."

An hour?

The crowd looked up and went to the crowd of dead corpses that were too dense to leak around the temple. The number was not less than the number of living people they came to this time. All of them stared directly at the inside of the Voldemort Hall where the head was moving and the atmosphere was surging, and they didn't want to leave half a step, wandering around shoulder-to-shoulder as if rushing in at any time. The rancid air was strong.

At least one hour can restore spiritual power? I don't know if this broken array that has been abandoned for many years and was temporarily supplemented can support an hour!

Moreover, the ancestors of Yiling are in the same space with them at this moment. Although I do n’t know why he did n’t do it, maybe the cats and mice are usually enough to play and scare them before they kill, but no one dares. Make sure he doesn't explode suddenly.

Their eyes then refocused on Wei Wuxian.