The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 832: Not at home or not at home

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"Sovereign!"

Under the dark thunder flame, Xie Wuyue's screaming and dying and struggling body gradually disappeared, and even the spirits also turned into nothingness. Only those patches of pitch-black thunder flames were still burning cracklingly in the air, showing terrifying coercion. After a long time, it disappeared slowly.

Everyone in Mo Ce Sect was not surprised, they all yelled out, but it was no longer useful. Xie Wuyue completely disappeared from this world, not even a dregs left behind.

The eyelids trembled slightly, and everyone's eyes slowly fell from the misty void, staring at the calm face in front of them, and they all grumbled and swallowed hard.

It only took a moment. Ever since Shi Zhuofeng learned that Zhuo Fan had appeared, he hurriedly summoned the elders of the whole sect to worship and help, and then they came hurriedly, just for a moment.

But in such a short period of time, their Sect Master, the nine-layered master of Huaxu, Xie Wuyue had died in the hands of the man in front of him without any resistance.

That said, how terrifying Zhuo Fan's current strength is!

Taking a deep breath and seeing the tragic death of Xie Wuyue with his own eyes, everyone's heart suddenly became anxious. The eyes that looked at Zhuo Fan were also full of fear.

Tattoo!

I didn’t care about them looking at their hateful, angry, frightened and terrified gazes, Zhuo Fan’s complexion remained unwavering, and he walked slowly towards the direction of the sect, but there was nothing in his eyes. Dead still.

Everyone surrounded him, but they were sweating and trembling, and they couldn't stop retreating back. Basically, Zhuo Fan stepped forward, and they only took a step back. Trembling, but not daring to move forward.

Seeing this, Shi Jifen's eyes turned left and right. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't let him run. You know, as long as he is still alive, there will be no way to hide things at the time. Ssangyong Academy will definitely push him to the top, then we will have nowhere to survive. Only if he dies here forever, Mocezong will always be ours!"

The body couldn't help but shocked. Everyone didn't realize that their expressions were shocked. They stopped, and their faces gradually became serious, and even naked killing intent appeared in their eyes.

Zhuo Fan also stopped and glanced at Shifu with a cold eye.

"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I couldn't help laughing coldly, and shouting loudly: "If he were to leave like this and join the rebels of Tianyu to kill him again, then we will lose everything, including our own lives. Therefore, we must not do this step today. If you retire, you must kill him!"

Roar!

Shi Jixiang is worthy of a scheming man, and the agitating words are also very contagious. Immediately after his words fell, the elders who were still a little timid before, immediately let out their spirits with a loud roar, and they all rushed towards Zhuo Fan in a desperate posture.

In an instant, the world seemed to collapse, and the mighty coercive force forced the earth under Zhuo Fan’s feet to a depth of one hundred meters. The terrifying aura blows Zhuo Fan incomparably. On the cheek, the deep black hair was raised.

However, for the joint attack of all the masters of the Magic Strategy Sect, Zhuo Fan suddenly showed an endless ridicule.

I raised my eyes and glanced at the overwhelming spirit impact above his head, Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain, and said indifferently: "So, the master of the sect has not even reached a hundred. Ha ha ha... The strength of the sect who was so miserable by your misfortunes wants to kill me? Wouldn’t it be too naive!"

"Hmph, although the sect's strength is indeed weaker than before, but these are my people. Even if there are less than a hundred virtual powerhouses, killing you is a piece of cake..."

Huh!

Shi Jifu laughed coldly, but before he continued to yell, a black shadow suddenly enveloped the sky, wrapping everyone in a pitch-black space in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, everyone's bodies and spirits all climbed into the pitch black color. It was only a momentary effort that everything was still.

All people, all souls, can't move...

The pupils couldn't help but shrank severely, and everyone was shocked, what's going on? Especially the stone worship, it was even more shocked and dumbfounded.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan’s calm and indifferent voice sounded again: “The sect that Yuan Lao has been carefully building all his life will be occupied by you. It’s really sad. He didn’t want to see it if he wanted to. One point, as a disciple, I will erase it for him..."

Speaking, the endless darkness opened his deep and **** mouth like a beast in the abyss. The horrible darkness, like the claws that only pulled people down from hell, slowly grabbed everyone's body, making everyone unaware of a shock, and an incomparable sense of fear was born from the depths of their hearts.

"This...what the **** is this!"

Shi Jimong yelled in horror, and then hurriedly begged for mercy: "Wait, Zhuo Fan, you can't kill us, otherwise the Moce Sect will be destroyed. The sect is a lifetime effort of great worship, and I know you the most Respect for the great worship, and also based on the theory of master and apprentice, presumably you don’t want to worship your life’s wish to be destroyed once. So, let’s make peace and promote you as the lord. From now on, we will regard you as the head of your horse. You can also welcome them in vain. In the future, we will give up all the power, and we can just be a miscellaneous person to redeem our sins, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, as long as you spare us, we can do anything!"

"Sect Master Zhuo, please let us go. After all, we are also members of the same clan! We are born from the same root, so why are we too anxious..."

……

The howling and wailing sounded incessantly. Seeing that so many of them fell into the hands of others in the blink of an eye, they finally subdued and began to beg for mercy.

But Zhuo Fan was still calm as water begging for mercy by the ravens, and he didn’t comment: "You now remember that we are the same clan, ha ha ha... Then you worship to the great, to Lao Tzu, to the handyman. When the people in the room started, did you think that we were the same clan?"

"Huh, huh, you still want to use the big offering as a shield? It's ridiculous! Shijinshi, a person who was killed by you, now uses him to beg for mercy. I have never seen someone as brazen as you. !"

There was a series of sneers in his mouth, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he gritted his teeth and said: "To tell you the truth, I only recognize the Great Sacrifice as my master, but I have never recognized me as a member of the Moce Sect. What kind of clan, shit! If the big offerings are there, maybe he will be soft-hearted and plead with you, so I won’t disobey my teacher’s orders and let you go. It’s a pity, now that the big offerings have been killed by you, and I don’t have him. The old man is so soft-hearted and has deep feelings for this sect."

"My dear is not for home. The Moce Sect where Yuan Lao is absent has nothing to do with me. Shi Jifeng, if you have thought about the fate of today, when you made your decision, whether you would stay behind Worship a life?"

The body shook violently, Shi Jiong's brow trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

"Hahaha... stone worship, this is called heaven to do evil, there is something to do, you do evil, you cannot live. It is you who ruined your way of life!"

With a big laugh, Zhuo Fan waved his hand, and the gurgling darkness instantly flooded everyone like a tide. In the miserable wailing, everyone's figures instantly fell into the darkness.

The Demon's Great Transformation Technique!

Slap!

The dark barrier instantly dissipated, and there was no one around Zhuo Fan.

His expression was still cold, Zhuo Fan stepped lightly, and walked slowly to the outside of the sect.

A stream of light flew across, and the magic sword flew out from Zhuo Fan's body, flying towards every corner of the magic sect. After a while, I heard waves of wailing resounding over the entire sect, like a scream in hell.

Zhuo Fan still walked forward quietly, with a slightly sad smile across his mouth.

Old Yuan, don’t blame me for being cruel, I said earlier, this sect, I only recognize you...

One month later, in the Tianyu Heifeng Mountain, on the Luo Family Hall, Luo Yunhai was sitting in the middle of the main seat, and the elders were enshrined on both sides. Everyone frowned and his complexion was slightly solemn.

"Patriarch, this time the Beast Controlling Sect retreats. Although I don’t know why, it must have been secretly instructed by the Moce Sect. And this time, even the Skywalking Sect is not even indifferent. It is necessary to take more precautions against these three sects!" Bai Shimong lightly stroked his beard, faintly said.

The rest of the people listened and all nodded.

Yang Sha took a deep breath, and shook his head helplessly: "It's all our bad, bringing such a disaster to the Luo family."

"Hey, please don't say that for the Sacrifice of Yang Sha, we were all formed by Brother Zhuo himself. We were originally brothers in the same country. How can there be reasons for brothers to fail and ignore them?"

Quickly waved his hand, Luo Yunhai's eyes condensed, and he sighed: "It's just that we will send more spies to Moce Sect in the future to prevent fraud!"

Everyone nodded when they heard it.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded, and Leng Wuchang hurriedly walked in from the outside, holding a piece of emerald green jade slip in his hand, bowed and said: "Patriarch, check it out, the one who retreated from the Beast Sect Reason. According to reports from the spies, Emperor Inu Rong came to a group of mysterious forces six months ago, and uprooted the entire beast control sect. There was no survival, and even the emperor was slaughtered. Many kings, grandchildren and nobles, large and small forces, suffered together. They have lost their roots, can they not retreat, hahaha..."

"What, did this happen?"

Unconsciously, everyone screamed in surprise.

Especially those high-ranking members of the original Moce Sect, it is even more incredible: "No matter how big the Xizhou Nine Sects are, they will not be destroyed. Even Dan Qingsheng stepped on the Nine Sects, but he did not cross this line. Line. Who did it? It’s definitely not a force in Xizhou!"

"Hey, no matter who did it, it was a great help this time, hahaha..." I couldn't help laughing, and said indifferently.

Luo Yunhai also smiled and nodded: "Indeed, if the other party sends reinforcements again, our manpower will not be able to withstand it. This time, no matter which force is going to stab the lair in the back, it is really a god-descended soldier. , Brother Zhuo, bless you!"

"Oh, Patriarch, you are again involved in this matter with Steward Zhuo in the Spirit of Heaven. Didn’t the old man say that if Steward Zhu is really alive in Heaven, he should be wronged, and the debtor... "

"Go and destroy Xie Wuyue and the others, right!" Looking at Leng Wuchang helplessly, Luo Yunhai couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head, sighing: "Mr. Leng, I am not superstitious, just a thought. Brother Zhuo is a person who can create miracles, so every time I see such a miracle, I always feel that Brother Zhuo is blessing us in heaven!"

Looking at Luo Yunhai's dumbfounded look, everyone was also moved and nodded slightly.

Report!

At this moment, there was another loud shout, and a black-clothed spy ran into the hall immediately, bowed and presented a jade slip and said: "The spy from Mocezong is here to report. I don't know who touched it. Overnight, Mo Ce Sect was completely destroyed!"

What?

Unexpectedly, everyone present screamed in surprise.

Leng Wuchang's eyes shrank, and his body trembled slightly. After ten seconds of froze, he finally murmured in disbelief: "Nima, butler Zhuo really appeared..."