Chapter 31 The white robe son, eliminate the bamboo forest for @uk_fat paper
The so-called Internal Affairs Hall is actually the torture hall set up by the Evil Spirit Cult itself, which is specifically used to suppress rebellion and review the loyalty of all internal personnel of the Evil Spirit Cult.
Generally speaking, the more loose and democratic the organization, the weaker the organization, and the more authoritarian the gangs and organizations are, the more powerful they will be. The Twelve Demon Stars and Ten Demons of the Evil Spirit Cult
By guarding the outer hut and leaving the two demons of heaven and earth alone in the main altar, you can know that the status of the Internal Affairs Hall in the Evil Spirit Religion is much greater than that of institutions such as the Inquisition and the Penal Hall.
For Jin Xiaoxiao, these internal guards in black scarves and black clothes are like a nightmare. If possible, it is best not to encounter them. If they are targeted, their bodies may be thrown into the evil place one day.
If she goes into the bottomless abyss behind the spiritual hall, her soul will never be able to escape, so when she mentioned this word, she acted extremely nervous, her lips turned white, her hands were clenched tightly, and her nails were dug into her flesh.
However, the notorious reputation of the internal guards obviously cannot scare me and Zamao Xiaodao. On the contrary, among a sect or sect, the most intuitive combat effectiveness and methods are usually such institutions, so we are
This battle was full of curiosity, so I crouched down and lurked in the thorn bushes, looking towards the bamboo forest not far away.
While we were hiding, the fighting continued, and the young man in white robe who was on the run at the beginning finally gave up his unrealistic ideas, turned around, pulled out the sword from his waist, and fought with
These men in black confronted each other.
This person must have a certain background. The long sword in his hand is made of cold iron, mixed with star sand, and has a pure color of green and water. When he swings it, a stream of green wood Yi Gang comes out, which is extremely sharp and can be swept at will.
On top of a green bamboo as thick as a bowl, there is a smooth and sharp cut. In terms of skill, his opponents are generally one to two levels lower than him, but these black-clothed men with blood-scarved heads are
The men all exuded a solemn murderous aura, and they were strong and powerful. They had many weapons at their hands, such as swords, spears, halberds, cross darts, red tassel shuttles, and fish tendon ropes. There were so many people, and they swarmed up, but it was hard to guard against them.
The white-robed young man's cultivation level is very high, at least as high as Seven Swordsmen, or even as high as Maoshan's second-generation true disciple Fu Jun. However, he has obviously not seen much blood, and he does not have rich practical combat experience. Although his swordsmanship is sharp, but
Most of them don't touch the vital points and show mercy.
Having been on the verge of life and death over the years, I have a deep understanding of the truth, that is, fighting with swords is not a treat, and there is never any tender truth to talk about. If you want to express your opinion, then kill the enemy.
Instead, you have to fight to death, and then you have the so-called right to speak. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. This is an unbreakable truth that has been passed down through the ages. Under such circumstances, he is still merciful. Even if his skills are twice as powerful, I don't think Baipao
Youth is the winner of the battle.
The battle is still going on, but the result is not beyond my expectation. Although the young man in white robe drew countless blood under his sword, and nearly half of the men in black with blood scarf fell under his sword, he was still dragged down after all.
In this dense bamboo forest, there was no way to break free. Those who fell down were not injured, and most of them stood up again.
After being injured, they tied up the wounds with bloody scarves on their heads. These people immediately showed the ferocity of wolves. In the end, they rushed forward angrily without fear of death, blocking the momentum of the white-robed young man with their own bodies, and forcefully
The soldiers surrounded him in a small area. When the battle progressed to this point, people would inevitably die, and the sacrificial robes on the young man in white robes had now turned into bloody clothes and were covered with scars.
After surrounding him, a leader stood out from the internal guards in black scarves and black clothes. He had a funny goatee and sinister triangular eyes, making him look like a poisonous snake, waiting to kill his prey at any time.
The venomous snakes came out more and more, and cut off half of a fine steel knife in their hands. Their chests rose and fell sharply, and they persuaded in a gloomy tone: "Wang Zhengxiao, you are the queen of the elders, and you have been favored by our ancestors. We can't let you be too much."
Ugly, put down your weapons, hand over your things, and kneel down and surrender, we may be able to spare your life!"
Facing the poisonous snake's persuasion to surrender, the white-robed young man named Wang Zhengxiao raised his sword eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Little Buddha is a devil, and his only purpose of existing in the world is to let the entire world perish with him.
Don’t you have any relatives or friends? Don’t you even have your own thoughts? Are you determined to help others do evil and helplessly let the world we live in fall into destruction and let our relatives and friends face death?”
Facing Wang Zhengxiao's heartfelt shouts and accusations, all the internal guards in blood scarves and black clothes had expressionless faces, while the leader who was talking to them said calmly: "Yes, we have no thoughts - we are just Lord Demon.
A knife in your hand, and you are the key criminal that Lord Earth Demon has explicitly requested to capture, so what we have to do is to capture you and disarm you."
Looking at the group of guys in front of him who were insensitive from their faces to their hearts, Wang Zhengxiao had a miserable smile on his face. He leaned against a thick bamboo and breathed heavily, but the smile was already spreading.
, After a while, his laughter became louder and louder. In this laughter, he shouted sadly: "Do you know? Your beloved Marshal is not a human at all. He comes from hell to seek revenge.
The devil follows him, and when he finally summons Mahakala, everything will return to nothingness and turn into eternal death! The god of death lives forever, and you have no future at all, no thoughts, and even
No dust will be left behind..."
"Destroy an old world and create a new world. All those who follow the Lord's will can be reborn and become the gods of the new world!"
Just as Wang Zhengxiao was singing his tragic song, a soft and charming voice also sounded. I looked to the left and saw a little old man with a goatee emerging from the ground strangely.
, then walked slowly to the crowd, pushed aside the blood scarves and black clothes, looked at Wang Zhengxiao calmly and said: "Your Wang family has been loyal to Erdel for generations and believes in the omniscient and omnipotent God. I didn't expect that you would appear in this generation."
Such a fatherless, motherless, faithless beast!"
He scolded fiercely, pointed at Wang Zhengxiao's nose and said: "What the Marshal has done is exactly what our ancestors have wanted to do for thousands of years but have not been able to do it. We have waited for a hundred years, and now, no one has done it."
Being able to destroy the majesty of the marshal in charge is unquestionable and inviolable! I know that the appearance of Little Buddha has made you lose the hope of inheriting the throne, but you have to know that it was your grandfather's decision and the elders of the Evil Spirit Sect.
decision, and now, put down the things in your hands and follow me to the Earth Demon Palace to receive the punishment!"
"No, absolutely impossible!"
The handsome face of the young man in white robe showed a bright red, which was the expression of extreme shame and anger. He endured the injuries all over his body and gritted his teeth and said: "Even if I destroy it, I will not destroy it."
The things are returned to Little Buddha! Do you think I really care about the position of the Marshal? No, in my eyes, that seat soaked with countless dirty blood and innocent souls, I feel dirty even if I look at it!
You are all crazy, and Little Buddha is the biggest lunatic in the world. I will never go to destruction with you. Even if I die, I will stop your plan..."
Facing this stubborn young man, Old Demon's eyes were full of pity. He sighed, his tone softened, and he said slowly: "Zhengxiao, you are the child I watched grow up, and your potential is no less than that of others.
, maybe in a few decades, you will be able to sit in the little Buddha's seat. Give up those absurd and uninhibited ideas, and stop being jealous of the marshal. Join us, and you will gain the same glory as your grandfather.
Stop being stubborn!"
It can be seen that this young man in white robe is still very important in the heart of the earth demon, so much so that he, who is cold-blooded and ruthless, can still say such words at this moment, but Wang Zhengxiao obviously did not pay attention to his good intentions, but
He snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
In his heart, the old man with the funny goatee in front of him was a possessed lunatic just like Buddha. Moreover, his hands were stained with the blood of his colleagues, making him despise him from the bottom of his heart.
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When the young man in white robe showed his uncompromising attitude, Old Demon finally had enough. He sighed and said softly: "Zhengxiao, your talent is far beyond that of your peers. In some aspects, you are even more talented than you."
Those two cousins are even more powerful, but unfortunately, you are too kind..."
This sentence seemed to be an annotation for the life of the young man in white robe. The old demon's hand behind his back began to play the talisman quickly. The bamboo forest shook for a while, and the ground under the young man in white robe began to become as soft as mud.
, turned into a swamp and swallowed up the dying man.
During the whole process, the white-robed young man's body was stiff and unable to move at all. Until finally, his hands stretched out uncontrollably and held the package regarded as a treasure above his head. After the soil submerged him, the ground
All that's left is one hand, and the baggage that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has been chasing.
Death is that simple.
Old Demon walked slowly over, and the land that was originally like a swamp was extremely compact. He took the things away and sighed softly: "Yes, with such cultivation, he will definitely be a good zombie in the future." Old Demon's words made people listen.
He could not help but feel chills running down his back. The next moment, he looked towards us and said flatly: "You've seen enough, come out. Otherwise, do you also want to be buried?"