Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

There was silence for a while.

A flash of blood appeared in the sculpture's eyes, staring at Wu Yunxian, and a gloomy and low voice came from inside: "Does this senior know my ancestor of the Luo family?"

"More than just knowing each other."

Wu Yunxian looked calm and said, "They are from the same sect."

Hear the words.

The sculpture's eyes flickered for a moment, and the voice came out again: "It turns out that the uncle is here. The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and ten families cannot recognize each other. This junior has seen the uncle!"

shameless!

The same thoughts flashed through Jiang Han and others' minds.

The first-generation city lord of Jietian City was quite smart. He started building relationships without hesitation and completely ignored the murder of his descendants. He was extremely thick-skinned.

However, he was afraid that he had made a mistake.

People of Jiejiao always pay attention to the feelings of fellow disciples and have a strong sense of loyalty.

But it depends on the situation!

"I can't afford it."

Wu Yunxian looked at him calmly, "I don't dare to call myself brothers with those who betray my master."

The sculpture's bloody eyes suddenly condensed.

He never expected that such a thing would happen. Although he was a descendant of Luo Xuan, he didn't know how long it had been since that era, so he naturally didn't know what happened back then.

"Uncle!"

After a moment of silence, the sculpture said in a low voice: "What our ancestors did is not the fault of future generations! Could it be that my uncle wanted to blame us and other future generations for what happened back then, and he would not be able to kill them all?"

"If it were only Luo Xuan's crime, it would naturally not affect future generations."

Wu Yunxian is also a patient person, and seems to want him to understand clearly, "But your Luo family has sacrificed the blood of infants for generations to forcibly improve their cultivation. It is an unforgivable crime. Naturally, this includes you."

"What's more, your Luo family covets the teacher's body, Lian."

"The reason why I want to tell you clearly today is because I had some friendship with Luo Xuan back then, so that he can know that I am cleaning up the family today, not because of his sins and causing harm to future generations!"

Say it.

Wu Yunxian slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it towards the statue.

"What am I guilty of!?"

The sculpture's eyes were full of blood and it let out a shocking roar, "We, the Luo family, protect the practitioners of Jie Tian City and give them a place to stay. Who wouldn't be grateful to my Luo family? It's just killing some babies. This merit is not worth it!" "

boom!

The sculpture stood up.

Bloody light rose into the sky, and endless clouds suddenly gathered in the sky. The sinister aura made the entire Jietian City become gloomy.

"Uncle, you are old!"

"I'm still alive today, so what if I'm a Martial God? I was the Martial Emperor back then, and then I lay dormant for tens of thousands of years, devouring the blood of a hundred babies every day, and practicing Soul Refining is now only one step away from being a Martial God!"

"You still want to kill me?"

"dream!"

The sculpture gave off an extremely terrifying aura.

boom!

next moment.

The sculpture shattered, and billowing blood spurted out from inside, turning into a huge figure. The clouds surged, and the blood-colored eyes full of murderous intent stared at Wu Yunxian: "In ten years, I will be able to break through the Martial God and become the entire continent. Overlord!"

"You are here to ruin my good deeds today!"

"In that case, then I will devour you, borrow your blood, and step into the realm of Martial God in one fell swoop!"

The blood is shining in the sky, and the evil spirit is like clouds.

All the monks in Jietian City were trembling. They felt as if their blood and energy were being sucked away and separated from their bodies. They could hardly control it!

Seeing this scene, Ye Qingluan suddenly understood.

ten years!

Just now, the first-generation Lord of Jietian City mentioned ten years from now.

And in my memory, ten years later, Jietian City turned into a dead city, and all the monks in the city were dead. Now that I think about it, it was probably the first generation of Jietian City Lord who did it!

Subsequently, Jie Tian City was wiped out by a mysterious powerful man.

If the guess is correct, that mysterious strong man is probably the senior next to him who is called "Black Cloud" by the Master!

only.

These things all happened earlier than the normal trajectory. Could it be that the previous master had never been here when he was at this stage?

Ye Qingluan was thinking in his heart, but he didn't quite understand.

But she didn't know.

In many cases, a butterfly may look very small, but if it flaps its wings slightly, it may have a huge impact on future generations, which is the so-called butterfly effect.

And Ye Qingluan himself is that "butterfly".

In the normal trajectory, Jiang Han did not come to the Tomb of Tongtian at this time, maybe because of some other things, but because of her appearance, she unknowingly affected some things.

This results in a change in trajectory.

And just this small, insignificant change caused the plan of the Lord of Jietian City to fail, and what was supposed to happen ten years later happened at this moment in advance!

"No wonder the successive lords of Jietian City were all Martial Saints. It turns out that all the Luo family members are practicing evil arts and using the blood of babies to practice!" Uncle Zhang said suddenly.

There was a trace of anger on his face.

Such a heartless family should indeed be destroyed!

It is not that there are no evil ways in this world, but they are not evil to this extent.

**

As the saying goes, "There is also a way to evil."

But that's not the case in Jietian City. They have completely lost their humanity.

For the sake of spiritual practice, do whatever it takes.

This first-generation Lord of Jietian City alone had to use the blood of a hundred babies to practice every day, plus his descendants, the previous Lords of Jietian City...

It’s unimaginable how tragic that is!

"Stubborn."

Wu Yunxian slowly shook his head.

His hand still shot out lightly, looking light and airy, without the slightest fluctuation of power.

"Die!"

City Lord Jietian's whole body was glowing with blood, and he was full of evil aura. A blood-colored divine spear formed in his hand, and he stabbed Wu Yunxian fiercely, and laughed wildly: "Uncle, I will send you to @Rujiazu!"

Bang!

Wu Yunxian's hand touched the bloody divine spear without any pause. The bloody divine spear stagnated in the air, and then opened and disintegrated inch by inch. Then, with the remaining strength of his palm, he slapped the Lord of Jie Tian City.

"you......"

City Lord Jietian's ferocious expression froze.

The next second.

The body condensed by the rich blood exploded and turned into powder, and a bloody remnant escaped into the air.

Wu Yunxian reached out and grabbed it, pinching it between his fingers.

"Uncle, please spare my life!"

Lord Jietian's Primordial Spirit was filled with fear, completely losing the arrogance just now, and he begged for mercy.

Wu Yunxian remained unmoved.

Immortal light lingered in his hand, and he wrapped the blood-colored Primordial Spirit into a small ball, handed it to Jiang Han, and said: "Master, the teacher has ordered, this evil spirit will be killed by the leader himself, so as to strengthen my luck."

"Shall I kill?"

Jiang Han reached out to catch it and smacked his lips.

[The evil spirit of Luo Heng, the first generation lord of Jietian City, was created by killing millions of babies, taking their heart blood, and using evil magic sacrifices 80,000 years ago when Luo Heng was about to expire. Destroy it and get the reward: merit. ]

"This is the teacher's order.

Wu Yunxian nodded and said softly, "I have planted a restriction within it. All descendants of the Luo family who practice this blood sacrifice technique will perish with the destruction of this evil spirit and the Primordial Spirit!!

Just saying.

His eyes suddenly glazed over for a moment, and then regained their energy.

"I don't have much time."

Wu Yunxian shook his head, auspicious clouds rose under his feet, and he stepped into the sky. There was only a long sigh, which echoed in the ears of Jiang Han and others: "Half of life has been wind and rain, half of the body has been injured, half of the words don't hate, half of the heart is cold. The sky will not Understand the warmth of human feelings, and an eternal dream will pay off...".