"The second crime is that after the incident, I did not want to make amends. In anger, I tried to murder the prince! Both crimes are unpardonable! Can you say anything to defend me?"
The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking people's hearts.
Lu Tianqing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak. But when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it back.
What's the excuse? Today's incident is clearly a trap.
The two Supremes joined forces to capture him, Lu Tianqing, and cut off his Xuanhua wings!
There are no words to tell! It is a fact that he took action today with the intention of harming Zong Shou.
The young man in front of him has become the well-deserved number one among the crown princes of the Lu family since he was promoted to the Burning World Blood.
This son's life is related to the Lu family's survival plan. Dozens of monks in the holy realm are attacking the hope of reaching the realm.
Once this matter becomes known to many elders of the Holy Court, not even the leader of Xuanhua Kingdom can defend him.
He, Lu Tianqing, has already aroused public anger! Even if he defends himself, what's the use?
Laughing silently, Lu Tianqing's expression gradually became indifferent.
My heart was filled with despair, and I no longer had any hope of living.
"What's my fault? If you want to incriminate me, why bother? If these two saints want to take my life, I'll just die!"
The voice of Holy Master Yan Yuan fell silent for a while, and then the sound of sneer came again,
"You are really unrepentant and hopeless! In this case, I have no need to show mercy. But your life will be taken by someone else——"
When the sound fell, balls of blood mist exploded from Lu Tianqing's body, limbs, and all joints.
The whole person almost collapsed to the ground and could no longer stand upright.
Zong Shou on the opposite side looked on with cold eyes.
At first, he was slightly surprised. His real support was not this Holy Lord.
The cultivation level of Soul Thought is far from being able to sense the form of the Supreme Saint.
But then he became calm again, and the corners of his lips were filled with a cold look.
Is this scene just for yourself?
To appease oneself. The overwhelming anger towards the Fenkong Lu family.
But my mother, she was trapped in the Nine Ultimate Death Prison for more than twenty years and endured such torture.
How can this resentment and hatred be quelled by Lu Tianqing's life?
With cold eyes, he looked coldly at Lu Tianqing, who had collapsed and was prostrate.
At this moment, the red-robed old man no longer had the majesty of a holy saint. His whole body was stained with blood, and he was extremely miserable and embarrassed.
The Holy Master Yan Yuan not only destroyed all the joints and muscles of this person's body, but also severely damaged his soul, making him unable to use spiritual magic anymore.
Even the vocal cords in his larynx were shattered. He could only make a gurgling sound in his mouth, and stared at him with eyes filled with hatred.
Zong Shou didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed out loud. Runes suddenly appeared in his eyes, causing Lu Tianqing's body to suddenly twist.
A look of panic suddenly appeared in the latter's eyes. Not only his body was torn apart by thousands of forces coming from different directions. There were also flames seeping into and burning his body.
But these were not enough to frighten him. What was truly unbearable was the severe pain.
The severe pain makes people want to die, wishing they could kill themselves right now and cut off all the muscles in their bodies.
He suddenly realized in his heart that this was an illusion again! It was Zong Shou who reflected the pain he had endured in his mind.
But at this moment, he couldn't resist.
"It hurts, right? I wish I could die right now? But the pain my mother endures every day is ten times and a hundred times more than this -"
Zong Shou chuckled, digging his nails into his flesh with both hands, and became angry with Nanping.
"You should be lucky that Gu is not really crazy enough to do those beastly things."
In the blood pupils, the luster changed again. A combination of patterns that coincided with the way of heaven, like one black and one white, the magatama image of the yin and yang fish.
At this moment, Lu Tianqing's body was twisted and shattered, and completely exploded into blood mist!
Only a group of residual souls escaped, but before it could escape, Zong Shou forcibly captured it.
The Holy Lord Yanyuan only destroyed this person's cultivation and martial arts, and then did nothing.
It's just that I want to leave this person to him for disposal.
However, Zong Shou is also calm. It makes no sense to let Lu Tianqing live just because he does not want to be favored by the Holy Master Yan Yuan——
When I think of those red hummingbirds, and the scene that day, I feel a twinge of pain in my chest.
"However, even though you died happily now, Gu's lingering hatred cannot be eliminated! I once heard that Buddhism has the technique of six paths of reincarnation and the method of making vows. Today I have some cause and effect, and I wish to end with immeasurable
I swear this oath on the body of the First Buddha! May you fall into the realm of animals for thousands of lives, and be an insect forever, the food of animals——"
The remaining soul of Lu Tianqing immediately struggled violently. But at this time, it was too late.
There was a sudden muffled sound around Zong Shou. A door to death suddenly opened as if it could not wait. Countless death energy seeped in, and there was also an extremely powerful dragging force. Lu Tianqing's howling soul was forcibly dragged in.
Arriving at the Gate of Hades.
After the gate of hell was closed, Zong Shou looked around again.
The thoughts of Saint Yan Yuan had already receded at this time, leaving no trace behind.
This hell world lost its last support as Lu Tian Qingdao disappeared.
The roots had been gradually burned away by his world-burning flames, and the collapse became more severe.
Zong Shou suddenly felt empty in his heart. However, he did not hesitate, nor did he have the slightest intention of nostalgia. With one step, he left the hell world.
The collapse of a world must be a huge commotion, affecting countless time and space.
Even near the Nine Ultimate Hells of Death, a sea of falsehood will arise.
The force of the impact was definitely not something he could withstand at this time.
Stepping outside the void, Zong Shou stretched out his hand again and grabbed it towards the seventh level of Hell.
This prison formation was previously indestructible, but Zong Shou was helpless.
But at this time, he was completely ignored. With the blood of the Burning World, he could do anything in that hell.
In just a moment, Zong Shou took Lu Wubing out of the Linghai Death Prison and arrived beside him.
Lu Wubing glanced at Zong Shou indifferently, as if he was not surprised. A bright light flashed in his eyes, and then he bowed deeply.
"I congratulate you, Your Majesty, on your achievement of burning the blood of the world!"
Since he is the Burning World Blood Eye, he is not only the lord, but also the respected one in the clan.
Zong Shou frowned, then shook his head slightly: "Are you like my master, you have expected it a long time ago?"
Lu Wubing smiled bitterly, how could he have such ability?
No matter how high you look at Zong Shou, you would never have expected that Zong Shou's bloodline would undergo such amazing changes while he was in death prison.
It was only when we reached the fifth level of Hell that we could make some guesses.
"Your Majesty, no matter whether I guess it or not, Your Majesty will have to go to the Nine Jue Death Prison."
Zong Shou was silent for a while, he really couldn't blame Lu Wubing for this matter.
Then his pupils shrank slightly and he looked into the void in the distance.
Only three figures were seen, appearing beyond the speed of one breath.
The person in the middle, even if he was turned into ashes, he still recognized that it was on the eighth floor that blocked him for ten days, and also tormented him for ten days with the ultimate flame!
But at this moment, his attention was on the woman on the left.
It's my mother! At this moment, my eyes were filled with confusion, and I looked over crazily.
There were tears in his eyes, as if he had thousands of words to say to him, but he seemed to be restrained by a strange force and could not speak.
"Mother——"
Zong Shou subconsciously wanted to step over there.
However, although his thoughts arose, he could not move forward or get even half a step closer.
Even the world-burning magical power and the Tao-seed stars cannot do it. An invisible barrier blocks the way, making it impossible for people to cross.
Immediately, he felt furious and uncontrollable, and he glared in the direction of Lu Jueyan beside him.
The only person who can stop him here and now is the Jueyan Holy Lord!
But Lu Jueyan smiled and seemed extremely happy. He didn't pay attention to Zong Shou's gaze.
"Within ten years, Shou'er, you must remember to return to the Holy Court! You are the current, first prince of my Lu family, and the future Fenkong Holy Emperor. But since your birth, you have never been to the Holy Court or worshiped in the ancestral temple.
, it’s really outrageous——”
The words seemed to be the instructions given by the elders to the younger ones, with a hint of sincere teaching.
When Zong Shou heard this, he was not angry but smiled: "Return to the Holy Court to offer sacrifices to the ancestral temple? You Fenkong Lu family may look down on me, a person with impure blood, but you are not afraid that I, a foreigner, will pollute the Lu family."
The family’s ancestral court.”
"What angry words are you saying?"
Jue Yan burst into laughter, with a helpless expression, as if he was looking at the angry child.
"You are the only great-great-grandson of my Holy Emperor, the eldest son of the Lu family. If your bloodline, Lu Shou, is not pure, the Fenkong Holy Court will no longer have any direct bloodline. As the first prince, who dares to be disrespectful?
If someone is ignorant, can I help you kill him?"
Zong Shou was speechless for a while, he had never seen such a weird and shameless Supreme Saint.
Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou tried his best to calm down.
"I don't remember that I changed my surname. Furthermore, if you want me to go to the Burning Sky Holy Court, please first release my mother, the guardian of the clan! Is this the sincerity of the Holy Lord to hold my mother hostage?"
"Han Yan? Your mother volunteered to follow me back to the Holy Court to visit Fenkong Holy Emperor. We haven't seen our grandson for twenty years, and your mother misses her very much."
As Jue Yan spoke, Zong Shou was slightly startled. He turned to look at his mother and saw Lu Hanyan with a serious look on his face, nodding slightly to him.
Jueyan also smiled again: "If you want to see her, just come to Fenkong Holy Court. Wouldn't it be great to reunite the whole family!"
Zong Shou's fists were clenched tightly, and all the bones in his body were crackling.
His eyes were like daggers, and he wanted to punch this saint in the face.
Jue Yan didn't see it at all, or maybe he saw it and didn't care much.
The eyes are playful, as if to say, so what if you hate? So what if you are angry?
In the end, you still have to follow his wishes——
"That's it! Whether I come or not is all up to you. The battle in the Holy Court is fierce, far beyond your imagination. If it comes to an end, Shou'er, you may regret it for the rest of your life!"
After saying these words, Jueyan's figure gradually faded away. Lu Hanyan and the figure of the girl in red also disappeared.
Zong Shou's figure flashed suddenly, and when he reached the place where the three of them were hiding, they were in vain.
At this time, a sigh also came from my ears: "After all, I am still guarding you, but you have also been involved recently -" (To be continued...)
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