The evil sword, as black as ink, exudes black clouds, which is terrifying. It is just a vague air flow, but it is harder than divine iron. Like the light of the gods, almost in the blink of an eye, the ink is blown away with a "pop" sound.
Tao Nail was stuck in mid-air, stopping all attacks. Streams of blood, mixed with evil black energy, flowed down the evil sword, which was mysterious and mysterious.
Mo Tao could no longer make a sound, and the spiritual light that exploded all over his body dimmed instantly. He opened his eyes wide and bloodshot, and felt that his soul and body were being separated little by little, and he had lost all vitality.
"Brother! Quickly bring out the talisman!" Mo Lang fell in a pool of blood, raised his head in pain, and shouted in horror.
However, the person who was pinned in mid-air by the evil sword did not respond at all. This person was already dead!
This is a strange picture. The man in the void is all black, with bleeding from all his orifices, and two bulging eyeballs, as if he had experienced extreme fear before death. It does not look like he was injured by a sword at all, like
He was poisoned by some kind of poison and died painfully.
"How could this happen?" The remaining two people were scared.
They know Mo Tao's strength very well. Not only is he the strongest in the sect, he is also one of the top masters in the sect. He is also one of the candidates for deputy sect master who is in the limelight. He is only half a step away from realizing the meaning of Tao.
He became an otherworldly existence. And just such a person was killed with just one move!
Is this ghost-faced man really just a native of Tianyu? How could he be so terrifying and beat the opponent so hard that he has no chance to fight back?
At this moment, Mo Lang and Yang Qi were really frightened, and their internal organs were trembling wildly.
"Come on! Come on and save us!" Yang Qi shouted. He was seriously injured, and blood was constantly flowing from the fractures on his shoulders.
He shouted very loudly. He almost used up the last bit of strength. The roar of a roaring lion made the whole valley echo. It was obvious that Xintiandi had taken a heavy blow this time. These three people were just the forwards, and there were some dormant in the rear.
The master in the dark is waiting for the opportunity.
Zhuo Yifan, however, ignored this call. He killed Mo Tao and took away the dangerous talisman without haste, then turned around and slowly looked at the two people lying limply in a pool of blood.
But I saw that the light black evil spirit was like a demonic insect, coiling around the two people's fractures. It was absorbing the essence bit by bit. In an instant, the fractures of the two people lost their original luster, as if they had experienced tens of thousands of years.
After a long time, it ages rapidly and finally turns into stone, falling apart and falling into pieces.
The evil spirit never stops, as if it is a black hole that is never full, gnawing away from the outside and inward. Even if Zhuo Yifan does not kill these two people, if another moment and a half passes, the evil spirit will eat them up.
Clean.
Seeing that no one came to rescue him, Mo Lang panicked and said hurriedly: "Where are the people! Come quickly!"
Zhuo Yifan walked up to him and glanced at the person lightly. He said coldly: "There is no one left. Those people have been eaten up by the evil poison." As he said that, he stretched out his left hand, and a ball of black energy appeared in the air.
Suddenly, there was evil energy in his hand, but the concentration of evil energy was lighter than before.
"You have already tasted the taste of a broken arm. Do you want to try the taste of death?" In the palm of his hand, the black energy changed in countless ways, and finally formed a small knife.
"You treat us like this... the sect will never let you go." Yang Qi said weakly.
Zhuo Yifan looked at him, his eyes becoming colder under his ghostly face: "I hope they don't mess with me!" As he said that, the evil knife in his left hand flew out and turned into an aurora. Yang Qi's eyes widened, and he
I felt a sharp pain in my internal organs. All the organs were turned into a ball of flesh and died immediately.
"The evil spirit haunts the soul, and after death it goes straight to Avici Hell, where it will never be reincarnated for eternity. He is hopeless. If you don't want to be like him, tell me what that talisman is."
Mo Lang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said quickly: "Help me stop the bleeding! Spare me! I will tell you everything I know!"
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the man indifferently and said softly: "Say." After saying that, he made a move with his right hand, and the evil spirit that had eaten away at Mo Lang's shoulder was immediately sucked into his right hand, like a ferocious beast, crawling quietly in the palm of his hand.
.
"This is the Taoist Talisman. It took the sect leader seven days and seven nights to inject the momentum into it. Under his realm..., if he is oppressed by the Talisman, he will definitely die..." Mo Lang gasped for breath.
said.
"It turns out to be a Taoist talisman edict. No wonder it feels weird." Zhuo Yifan looked at him: "What state is your sect leader in now?"
"He has shattered the golden elixir and has become a star in his own right. He is a master of the Ten Thousand Star Dharma Realm!"
"Ten Thousand Stars Dharma Realm..." Zhuo Yifan's eyes suddenly jumped. Although he has fought with countless powerful people up to now, this is the first time he has actually fought against a powerful person with the level of Ten Thousand Stars. He doesn't know whether the other party is following the rules.
What standards should be used to practice? If it is a human race, it is not something to be afraid of. If it is a demon race, it will be a bit troublesome. Even if he realizes the meaning of Tao and fights with the opponent at his current state, he will only lose.
"What else do you know?" Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and continued to ask.
Mo Lang thought about it for a while, and finally said everything. But what Mo Lang didn't expect was that he still didn't escape death.
Zhuo Yifan used the last ray of evil spirit to end this man's life. He had not killed anyone for a long time, and he did not want to kill anyone again and put himself back on the path of killing. However, to spare his soul would ruin his mood.
There is only one death for those who live in this world!
Not just now, this point has been throughout the entire monastic life. If anyone dares to touch this layer of reverse scales, the final outcome will be death without burial! Even his relatives will be the same!
"Light up the divine star..." Zhuo Yifan muttered to himself, and Mo Lang revealed the true realm of this new world sect leader, which made him feel oppressed.
As far as he knows, lighting up the divine star is to successfully break the golden elixir, turn the ten thousand stars, and then combine the ten thousand stars into one, so that one can gain more transcendent power than before. Although this is the standard of the demon clan, many people have done it since ancient times.
The strong men of the demon race have all failed and it is very difficult to achieve. This person can actually succeed, which shows that this person's talent is indeed extraordinary.
Today, he had killed more than a dozen experts from Xintiandi, openly and secretly, and had formed a strong relationship with Xintiandi, which could not be ended peacefully. Zhuo Yifan sighed softly, knowing that sooner or later, he would have a battle with this genius, and it was inevitable.
There is no need for Zhuo Yifan to deal with the corpses outside personally. Infected by the poison, these corpses will turn into dust sooner or later. It is a pity that Xuan Village, a pure land of mountains and rivers, has become the tomb of these filthy rats.
Zhuo Yifan came all the way back from Xuan Village. At this moment, the evil aura on his body completely disappeared. His whole person seemed to have slumped down and turned into the most ordinary mortal, without any sense of realm.
At this moment, everyone in Xuan Village was surrounding two people, a middle-aged man in his forties who was dying, and a child who was only five years old.
"Uncle Chen... wake up... don't sleep, don't sleep..." The child's eyes were red and he kept shaking the middle-aged man's shoulders, but the middle-aged man didn't react at all, and kept looking at his eyes with infinite vicissitudes.
There is still a warmth of love left in this child.
Because the wound was too deep and Chen Fu lost too much blood, the big man who had given Zhuo Yifan, or rather Lin Fan, countless warmth, extinguished the last trace of the fire of life under the red sunset.
"Uncle Chen!"
"Boss!"
The people of Xuancun cried out and were very sad. They had exhausted the blood-enhancing herbs in the village and could not save Chen Fu after all.
This night was destined to be a sleepless night, with cries and shouts intertwined together.
Zhuo Yifan was also very sentimental. Maybe he had a way to renew the fire of life, but this was Chen Fu's fate. Maybe he could save this moment, but he couldn't save this fate, and he couldn't go against heaven.
Early the next morning, after obtaining the approval of the village chief Lu and Chen Fu's wife, Zhuo Yifan carried Chen Fu and Xiao Zihan to the deep forest, where he was buried under the snow-feathered pine tree.
After some worship, Zhuo Yifan finally turned his attention to the little guy next to him.
The child was very strong and remained silent all the way without shedding a single tear. But Zhuo Yifan could feel that he was sad, more sad than anyone else in the village. He just didn't show it.
Under the trees, the breeze swept by, bringing with it a hint of desolation.
"Zihan, I would like to accept you as my disciple, are you willing?" Zhuo Yifan said.
Xiao Pidan looked at Zhuo Yifan, and Zhuo Yifan looked at him, their eyes mingling with each other. He saw that there was a ball of heat beating in the child's dark eyes.
Although this child lost his most respected Uncle Chen, he gained power beyond all else. And this power will lead him to conquer everything and surpass everything. In the near future, this child who walked out of the wilderness of Beitang will