"How dare they do this? Are these old guys getting more and more crazy as they get older?"
"Kill them all, kill them all! What are you keeping them for? Will they harm Jiuzhou? Kill them all. If anything happens, I will take care of it!"
In the dantian space, Zhang Xiaozu showed the scene of Nuwa Empress getting angry in front of Wen Shaoqing and others.
Wen Shaoqing and others turned pale with fright when they saw the furious look of Nuwa Empress. They wanted to defend themselves but were unable to do so, because Zhang Xiaozu directly showed their spiritual memories to Nuwa Empress. The evidence was conclusive. , the irrefutable evidence left them speechless.
Wen Shaoqing and the other four clenched their fists in anxiety and panic, fearing that Zhang Xiaopou would carry out the order of Nuwa Empress.
The four men's subordinates also became frightened.
"Zhang Xiaozhu, I want to see Empress Nuwa."
Wen Shaoqing suddenly shouted, "Ben Zhenjun is the righteous god of heaven. Even if he has violated the laws of heaven and needs to be punished, he should be interrogated and sentenced by Empress Nuwa. You have no right to lynch Ben Zhenjun."
He wanted to meet Nuwa Empress, hoping that Nuwa Empress would spare his life in the name of his ancestor.
"Amitabha, the poor monk also wants to see Nuwa."
Jialuo also asked.
Mukui and Luo Ping also made the same request.
Zhang Xiaozu waved his hands to the four of them and said, "I'm sorry, I can't meet your request, because Empress Nuwa has already set off to the ancient battlefield to question the culprit behind you."
He didn't lie. Empress Nuwa did leave early this morning.
The faces of the four people became even more ugly when they heard this. They thought that not only did they fail to complete the task assigned by their ancestors, but they also exposed their ancestors' secrets and caused great trouble to their ancestors. Even if Zhang Xiaopeng didn't kill them, they would wait for their ancestors. The ancestor will never spare himself lightly after returning from the ancient battlefield.
"Zhang Xiaozu, what do you want?"
Mukui asked in a buzzing voice.
The tone of his voice is obviously less confident than before.
Zhang Xiaopou glanced at the four people, frowned in embarrassment and said: "Four dear brothers, don't blame me for being ruthless. It's really the crime you committed that was too big and offended Empress Nuwa. Empress Nuwa ordered me to be executed." You, I, don’t dare to disobey the order and be disrespectful.”
Empress Nuwa had already reminded him that there was probably a big battle waiting for him in the immortal world. He also pointed at Wen Shaoqing and others to charge into the battle. How could he be willing to kill them? He just wanted to scare them.
"Zhang Xiaozu, you have no right to execute us!"
"You can't do this?"
Wen Shaoqing and the other four shouted urgently, and it could be heard from their trembling voices that they were really panicking.
Zhang Xiaozhu's expression was stern, he frowned and said nothing for a long time. "I certainly don't dare to disobey Empress Nuwa's will, but it is really unjustifiable to execute four of them like this. After all, they are all well-known figures."
The four of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
"Well, there is a saying that the master humiliates his servants to death. The four of you choose twenty servants to suffer the punishment for yourself. I believe these loyal servants who will follow you to death will be happy to do so." Zhang Xiaozu said.
The expressions of the four people instantly stiffened.
"If the four of you are unwilling to let your servants suffer the punishment on your behalf, then commit suicide. I will reserve the last bit of dignity for you and let you die with your cultivation."
Zhang Xiaozu waved his sleeves and swept the four of them, releasing their power constraints. Then he threw a long sword to each of them and said: "These four sharp swords are refined with the divine power of the Fengshen Bang. They can be used to kill."
Those on the list of gods are truly dead if they die under these four sharp swords and cannot be resurrected on the list of gods."
The four people took the long sword in their hands and felt the recovery of their own strength. They wanted to point the sword at Zhang Xiaozu, but their reason told them that this was Zhang Xiaozu's absolute domain. Zhang Xiaozu could restore their cultivation with just one thought.
He can also confine their power with just one thought, making it impossible to hurt Zhang Xiaopou.
"Hurry up, I still have a lot of things to do. I'll give the four of you three more breaths."
Zhang Xiaozu stood on the stage of the Conferment of Gods, looking down at Wen Shaoqing and the four others with a cold expression and murderous intent.
brush!
Luo Ping flicked his wrist, swung his sword and swept out a stream of sword energy, flying into the demon camp.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and twenty members of the demon clan appeared in their true form. They fell to the ground dead with fear, unwillingness, and resentment.
They are loyal to Luo Ping and can die for Luo Ping, but they don't understand why they are themselves and not others. Are they the most useless, damned, and the most deserving of abandonment in the eyes of the devil?
The other demon clan members looked at the twenty companions lying in a pool of blood, all of them had complicated expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
"It is your honor to suffer the punishment for me." Luo Ping said coldly.
"Who is willing to suffer the punishment for me?" Mu Kui asked, looking at the demon clan camp.
"I!"
"I!"
"..."
Twenty people quickly stood up from the demon clan camp and looked down upon death. They were all Mukui's most loyal subordinates.
brush!
Mukui's eyes turned cold and he swung his sharp sword. The sword energy actually shot past the twenty people standing out and into the demon clan's camp.
Bang bang bang!
With blood splattering everywhere, twenty monster clans fell to the ground with confused corpses. They didn't understand why it was me who died when someone stood up.
In fact, the reason is very simple. When Mu Kui asked who was willing to suffer punishment for him, they backed down.
Mukui was reluctant to kill his most loyal subordinates, so he chose them.
"Close your eyes."
Wen Shaoqing raised his sharp sword and said to the people in heaven.
"Zhenjun, don't kill me, I don't want to die."
"True Lord, please spare my life."
Some people couldn't bear the fear of death and cried out.
Wen Shaoqing felt cruel and killed twenty people with his sword, then threw away the sword.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? Don't be embarrassed, Buddha. I will wait for myself."
A young monk walked out of Lingshan's camp, took the sword from Jialuo's hand, and then swung the sword to kill himself.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"..."
One after another, the monks stood up, picked up the blood-stained sword and killed themselves without fear.
Jialuo looked at this scene with a pale face, and his body was shaking violently uncontrollably. It was not that he was angry or overly sad, but that he was deeply fearful.
He wanted to step forward and stop the Buddhist disciples from committing suicide. He wanted to say that he did not need them to die for him. He wanted to say calmly like them, "If I don't go to hell, who will?" and then swung his sword to kill himself, but his legs felt like lead.
It was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up or take a step forward. His mouth and throat were all blocked and he couldn't make a sound.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that it was the fear of death that made him unable to lift his legs and unable to speak.
Only then did he realize that he was so afraid of death.
At this moment, his mind, which had been practicing Buddhism for tens of thousands of years, was in confusion.
"Haha, this is just a joke. Why do you four take it seriously?"
Zhang Xiaozu suddenly opened his mouth and laughed, then raised his hand and waved, and all the dead people were resurrected.
The four of them, Wen Shaoqing, all looked at Zhang Xiaozu. As smart as they were, they quickly realized what kind of trick Zhang Xiaozu was playing. They clearly wanted to use this master-servant killing method to shake their subordinates' loyalty to them.
Zhang Xiaozhu looked at Wen Shaoqing and the other two and said: "Although it is just a joke, I can see that you are all quite afraid of death. It is unambiguous and normal to abandon your subordinates to save your life. As the saying goes, a Taoist friend will die but a poor Taoist will not die."
.You can even abandon the Kyushu that gave birth to you, let alone a few insignificant subordinates."
