"Lu Tan, you are still the leader of a sect. You even have to grab the juniors' things. Do you want to have any face?!"

Chu Kun shouted angrily.

Zhan Wuque had no expression on his face, but his eyes became colder.

"I said, that's mine, I'll give it back to me. I'll destroy my cultivation and avoid you from dying!"

Lu Tan was unmoved at all, his murderous intent became more and more intense, and the greed in his heart grew infinitely.

Remu.

Thousand Years of Raywood.

This is the treasure!

The legendary Thunderwood is silver.

And the ten thousand-year-old thunderwood is black.

The evil-proof sword in Zhan Wuque's hand was originally silver, but after being eroded by the Yin energy, it turned into black.

Obviously, Lu Tan admitted his mistake and mistakenly regarded the Evil-Breaking Sword as made of Thunderwood for ten thousand years.

That's why he shamelessly fought Wuque and wanted to steal the Evil-Breaking Sword.

But he didn't expect that Zhan Wuque could react so quickly that he could dodge his casual blow.

Thinking of this, he regretted it a little.

If I were more serious just now, maybe the Thousand Years of Leimu had already been obtained.

"Amitabha, Master Lu, during the battle just now, you escaped at the fortress and are still trying to attack and kill the meritorious ministers. If it weren't for the donor Dugu, do you think you could still stand here? How many innocent people will die in this world!"

"If it weren't for you, why should my temple abbot offer sacrifices and fall into the eighteen levels of hell!!"

Jingwu's eyes were filled with grief.

When everyone heard this, they all glared at Lu Tan's despicable villain who was untrustworthy and lived a life of silence.

"Lu Tan, I'm here today, don't even think about hurting him half of his hair!"

Chu Kun slapped the beast bag, and three huge monsters fell on the ground, one dragon, one tiger and one bear, all with the strength of a half-step seventh level.

When fighting against the ghost babies before, Chu Kun did not release them because the ghost babies were too strong.

Otherwise, it would be just a waste of death and became food.

When everyone was opposed, Lu Tan's face turned blue and white.

Ten thousand-year thunderwood is crucial to him because he is practicing thunder magic. If he is blessed by ten thousand-year thunder wood, his thunder magic will definitely reach a new level.

He will never give up!

But now, the situation is forced.

His essence was seriously damaged, and with Chu Kun blocking him, it was undoubtedly a dream to snatch the Thousand Years of Leimu.

"Let's go!"

Lu Tan glanced at Zhan Wuque deeply, then turned around and left.

The only remaining people in the Thunder Sect also left.

Zhan Wuque's eyes shine coldly.

He knew that this matter was not over yet, and it was even just a beginning.

Judging from Lutan's performance just now, it is obvious that he is sure to win the evil-proof sword and will definitely not give up.

"Thunder Py!"

Zhan Wuque slowly clenched his fists, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes!

People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot.

Since Lu Tan killed him, he would definitely return it ten times!

"Amitabha, Dugu donor, you must be careful in the future," Jingwu said slowly.

"Yes, this person in Lutan is petty. He dares not do anything randomly with me today, but he may be in the future," Chu Kun said.

Zhan Wuqi nodded.

"It's a pity to be able to solve the ghost baby this time thanks to your actions and Master Jingshan."

Chu Kun sighed.

Zhan Wuque couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Jingshan Zhen is a monk who is willing to give up his life for the people and fall into the eighteen levels of hell.

"Master Jingshan has done good deeds and accumulated virtues throughout his life. This time he sacrificed his life to resolve the disaster. I think the judge in hell will not make things difficult for him."

Zhan Wuque said.

Several people nodded.

Indeed, the eighteen levels of hell are a place where evil people suffer. Master Jingshan has no sins, so he naturally does not have to suffer from the torture of hell and the suffering of reincarnation.

it's all over.

Too many people died this time.

Liaocheng is no longer there, there is only a ruin, with only a small amount of blue smoke.

Zhan Wuque did not find the missing elder Qian family, but he thought he had encountered an unexpected situation.

Heisha is dead.

After the ghost baby was destroyed, the black evil, who had only half of his body, wanted to escape, but was suppressed by Chu Kun with his power, and then a golden light flew over.

The golden light is a fragment of the artifact, extremely sharp. It cuts the Heisha’s head into half, and the dead cannot die again.

Then, his storage bag also fell into Zhan Wuque's hands.

No one saw it, and a wisp of ghost was quietly cast by Zhan Wuque.

This is the dead soul of Heisha, who was marked by Zhan Wuque and was transferred to the eighteen levels of hell.

Seeing Zhan Wuque taking away Heisha’s storage bag, Chu Kun didn’t say much, obviously he made a promise.

Jingwu was holding the storage ring of the abbot of Jingshan in his hand, and a group of monks were surrounding him to recite scriptures.

Before his death, Jingshan had left the storage ring.

Jiang Yao came to meet Zhan Wuque, and after saying goodbye, Jiang Hui pulled him away.

Before leaving, she wanted to say something, as if she wanted to say something, but finally sighed but still didn't say it.

"I advise you to avoid the limelight for the time being. It is best to leave Lingxi for a while," Chu Kun said, "If it really doesn't work, you can come to my Beast Control Sect."

Chu Kun's eyes were filled with appreciation.

He is very optimistic about Zhan Wuque. At a young age, he is not only strong, but also bold.

Killing the ghost baby is the best proof.

"If you want, I can accept you as my disciple!"

Chu Kun spoke slowly.

The rest were shocked when they heard this.

The disciples of the leader of the Beast Control Sect are the disciples of the head, and are one of the most prestigious disciples among the true disciples.

This is an opportunity that falls from the sky, and no one can ask for it!

They showed envy.

"Thank you for your kindness, I have no idea of ​​entering the sect for the time being," what everyone did not expect was that Zhan Wuque actually refused.

Chu Kun was slightly stunned, then smiled, "It's okay, if you change your mind, you can come to the Beast Control Sect to find me at any time."

"Since that's the case, then the sect master will escort you all the way," Chu Kun walked over and said.

I think I was worried that Lu Tan would take action secretly.

"Thank you!"

Zhan Wuque held his fists solemnly.

"This flying eagle is temporarily borrowed from you. It has the strength of the sixth level peak. Because of its unique bloodline, its speed is comparable to that of the seventh level monster!"

Chu Kun waved his hand and a black eagle soared into the sky.

The demon eagle has a white head and a black body, silver claws and red wings, and its wings are more than twenty feet long.

The wings shook, the strong wind blew, the sand and stones flew, and the demonic energy was rolling, which was extremely terrifying.

This is a sixth-level peak monster, whose spiritual intelligence is no less than that of humans!

"Amitabha, Dugu donor, three months later, the Buddha statue in our temple will be consecrated, which will be beneficial to the soul. I wonder if the donor is willing to go?" Jingwu said.

"Of course, Master Jingkong has actually invited him," Zhan Wuque replied.
To be continued...