Volume 8: Danfang Rebellion _Chapter 2242 Love and justice
The so-called unfeeling means to cut off love and righteousness, and kill one's son to prove the truth. It turns out... this is the path that Ning Jincheng has been following. This kind of path that destroys human nature is not tolerated by heaven and earth.
"No, no, father, I am your biological son, you can't kiss me like this, you can't." Ning Yijian screamed: "You can't kill me, I am your son."
"If I don't kill you, how can master master the evil skills of immortality and achieve greatness?" Yu Qiansheng sneered and said: "Recognize the facts clearly. This is reality. Ning Yijian, when you become the temporary head of the family, you should have thought of something.
this day."
"What did you say?" Ning Yijian hissed: "Did my father deliberately arrange for me to be the head of the family?"
"That's right, if the master hadn't nodded in agreement, do you think that just by relying on your brothers, they could let you take the position of temporary head of the family?" Yu Qianxing sneered: "Only you have taken the position, and the other few have taken the position.
Only then will they have grudges and then kill each other."
"All of this is the master's plan. Haha, you are going to die today, so we want you to die with peace of mind and not let your death be in vain." Yu Qianxing shouted.
"Father, is this true? Is all this true?" Ning Yijian almost went crazy, he screamed: "No, you can't do this to me, I am your son, I am yours
My own flesh and blood, you can't do this to me."
"Which of these people is not my biological flesh and blood?" Ning Jincheng stood up, sighed, and slowly walked to Ning Yijian's side and said: "Jian'er, your brothers, they all go
Yes, they sacrificed their lives for my practice."
"They are like this, so you are the same." Ning Jincheng said: "So, how many of you will die today, and only if you die can I gather the number of seven sons to complete my sacrifice."
"Father, father, our ancestor Eight-Armed King Ming is just a legend. He is not real and he has never existed. Our cultivation in the inner world relies on ourselves, not this evil way." Ning Yijian
He hurriedly climbed forward, hugged Ning Yijian's legs with one of his unique arms, and cried out in a hissing voice: "Those are fake, those are all fake."
"Father, I am your only son. If I die, you will lose your offspring." Ning Yijian cried: "Even if you want to sacrifice, my brothers are enough, you don't need me anymore.
You really don’t need me anymore, I beg you, please let me go..."
"Our Ning family has never needed someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death like you. Just now you said that for me, you would go up to the mountains of swords and the sea of fire, but why did you change in the blink of an eye?" The expression on Ning Jincheng's face suddenly changed.
Change, he shouted in a deep voice: "In this life, a person is destined to die."
"There is no difference between people's deaths. It depends on your death being worthless. Jian'er, I love you the most, so for the future of our Ning family, you should die." Ning Jincheng's face gradually changed.
He became distorted: "As for the Ning family, your second and third brothers all have heirs. Without you, the incense of the Ning family can still be passed down."
"No, no, don't kill me..." Ning Yijian was extremely scared, because he believed that his ruthless father would really do anything to achieve his own goals.
Unfortunately, his screams had no effect. Ning Jincheng flicked his sleeve and slapped Ning Yijian on the head.
Snap... there was a soft sound. Ning Yijian's eyes widened, and his life was frozen. He fell to the ground with a look of death. Perhaps he never thought that he would die in the hands of his biological father.
"It's over, it's all over." Ning Jincheng opened his arms and laughed loudly: "I am the only one in heaven and earth who is the only one who is the master of immortality and evil..."
"Hurry, prepare for the ceremony. I want to get strength from the Eight-Armed King. By then, I will be the Eight-Armed King who takes over. No one in this world can compete with me." Ning Jincheng gasped, his
His face was slightly flushed.
He has now fallen into a state of madness. He spent his life's efforts to create seven sons, and now all seven sons are destroyed in his hands. What he wants is today, and what he wants is to become the Eight-Armed King.
Become the legendary man in your ancestral tree.
"Yes, Master." Yu Qianxing nodded, and he dragged Ning Yijian's body away. A moment later, a large plate of bloody internal organs was brought up. "Haha, I have gathered enough for seven sons.
That's enough." Ning Jincheng stepped forward, shouted loudly, opened his arms, and his Qi started to circulate crazily.
Ning Jincheng is the overlord in the inner rivers and lakes, so his strength is naturally very strong. Now that all his Qi is running, it's like there are winds around him that are turning crazily.
Yu Qianxing took a step back and hid far away. He was afraid that Ning Jincheng's true energy would affect him accidentally. Moreover, this guy was a little crazy now. What if he regarded himself as a sacrifice?
?
There was a faint light coming from the seven large plates, and at the same time, the statue of the Yu-armed King also lit up. The eight arms of the statue rotated at the same time, and the eight arms hugged Ning Jincheng like an octopus.
It was about to be completed. Ning Jincheng enjoyed the power in it. He felt the power of the Eight-Armed King pouring into him continuously, and the whole room was filled with brilliance.
Yu Qianxing looked at everything in front of him in shock. He originally thought that the Eight-Armed King was just a legend, but he did not expect that this legend would be true. He had always thought that Ning Jincheng had taken his son's life to make a plan.
It is wishful thinking to have enough seven sons to inherit the inheritance of the Eight-Armed King.
But he didn't expect that this was true. Can a person really become so powerful in this way?
Yu Qianxing's eyes began to heat up a little. From now on, no one in Ning Jincheng will be able to defeat him. So in the future, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the inner world?
At that moment, he also became excited, and he felt that he had made the right choice.
With a bang, the statue of King Ming exploded, and the brilliance in the room gradually faded away, and Ning Jincheng's figure appeared in front of Yu Qianxing's eyes.
Looking at Ning Jincheng in front of him blankly, Yu Qianxing fell to his knees on the ground with a plop. He said in a trembling voice: "Congratulations, master, for receiving the inheritance of the Eight-Armed King, and practicing the immortal evil skills..."
In the darkness, Ning Jincheng's face could not be seen clearly, but there were six arms on his body.
In addition to his two normal arms, the other four arms are thin and long, which makes Ning Jincheng look like a spider spirit now.