Grasping Evil

() Bamboo Emperor escaped with a flash of light, landed from the top of the sky, and appeared over Jishui City.

When he witnessed the tragic scene of Ji Shuicheng with his own eyes, he showed a shocked expression.

"This is how the same thing!"

The Bamboo Emperor received a voice transmission from the monks in the Bamboo Palace, claiming that there were a large number of monks fighting in Jishui City.

He hurried back to Jishui, just as he saw a large number of monks in Jishui City madly killing each other!

Hundreds of God Transformation and Refinement from the West, South and North Sea of ​​Trees are wanton killing on Jishui Long Street!

These people's eyes are blood red, and they will kill everyone. If you meet a monk of the same rank, you will blow yourself up regardless of everything and die with the other party!

If only other monks from the Sea of ​​Trees killed people in Jishui, the Bamboo Emperor would not be so shocked.

What shocked the Bamboo Emperor the most was that many Dongshuhaishu clans affiliated to the Bamboo Palace actually had their clansmen wantonly slaughtered in Jishui City, and even killed each other with their fellow clansmen!

Even many of the gods, respected elders, and hall masters of the Bamboo Hall were madly attacking and killing the monks in the hall!

The Emperor Bamboo took a group of alchemists to the forbidden area of ​​the Bamboo Realm, only two hours before and after!

Just two hours after he left Ji Shui, Ji Shui had a big change!

The eighth branch of the Bamboo Palace, inside the Bamboo Palace!

At this moment, Shazhu Hall Master's eyes were blood red, and he was wielding a butcher knife to kill the old man and the divine envoy in the hall.

He used to be a kind and loving elder with a cultivation base of Chongxu, and he was trusted and respected by his subordinates.

But at this moment, he was wielding a butcher's knife and chopped his subordinates into minced meat with ease!

His eyes no longer have the slightest kindness, only bloodthirsty madness!

There was deep pain and unbearableness in his eyes. He couldn't bear to kill his subordinates, but he couldn't control his body at all. He could only watch the former subordinates die at his hands.

At this moment, he is a puppet, with consciousness, but being manipulated by others!

"It's Wan Changkong! It's Wan Changkong who is controlling the old man,

Let the old man kill the subordinates he gets along with day and night! stop it now. stop it now! "

"Kill me, who will kill me!"

There was a heart-wrenching cry in his heart, but no one could hear it.

In the end, with the power of one person, he slaughtered all the elders and divine envoys of the entire Shazhu Temple.

A blue-clothed beautiful woman escaped into the Bamboo Palace, looking at the Bamboo Palace Master in disbelief, looking at the corpses on the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with anger and disappointment.

"Husband, why are you doing this, why is there a sudden turmoil in Jishui City now? My concubine is still worried that you are in danger. Unexpectedly. You did such a crazy thing, killing all the monks in the temple.

This woman is the Taoist companion of the Shazhu Hall Master and the love of his life.

She didn't understand why her husband suddenly went mad. Killed all the monks in the temple

"Lian'er, run away! Run away!"

Shazhu Palace Master wanted to remind the beautiful woman to escape, but couldn't shout.

His heart was full of anxiety, but there was a numb and bloodthirsty expression on his face.

laugh!

The butcher knife slashed, and the beautiful woman was cut into two pieces by him, but the ghost did not escape.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Shazhu Palace Master's heart is dripping with grief and indignation! He couldn't control his body, he could only watch himself and kill his beloved wife with his own hands

"Wan Changkong! This old man will smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces! Smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces!!! Lian'er. I'm sorry, I'm sorry ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Shazhu Palace Master wanted to make a heart-wrenching cry, but couldn't make any sound.

He can't say anything that goes against Wan Changkong's will

Outside the palace where the Xingbai clan was stationed, there was a lot of light. That burst of light was arranged by the ancestor of Xingbai himself, and it was enough to defend against ordinary Taixu's attacks.

Inside the palace, a young man with green eyes is organizing the Xingbai tribe to resist the riots in Jishui City.

This young man was the young patriarch of the Xingbai clan, and he was the one who was ordered to hand over the invitation to Ning Fan on that day.

"Young Master! The cause of the chaos in Jishui, your subordinates have found out! Now, in Jishui City, a total of 3749 monks have suddenly gone mad and are killing wantonly in the city. The crazy people include other monks from the Sea of ​​Trees, as well as my East Sea of ​​Trees. There are even the cultivators of the tree clan, and even the monks of the Bamboo Palace. Among them, there are 69 perpetrators of the chaos above the virtual world. The reason for these people's madness is unknown! Do you want to report this matter to the ancestors immediately!"

Several peeping old monsters knelt in front of the youth with green eyes, with extremely respectful expressions.

The Xingbai Patriarch they were talking about was the third elder of the Bamboo Palace, the dignified monk of the first layer of broken voids.

"The old ancestor is the third elder of the Bamboo Palace. Now Ji Shui is in a big mess. The old ancestor must be leading people to deal with the turmoil in the city. Let's pass the information you have found to the old ancestor, and maybe calm down Ji Shui to the old ancestor. Chaos helps"

As soon as the young Qingtong finished speaking, a guard suddenly entered the hall and reported loudly, "Report to the young master, hundreds of Baili people came from outside the hall, threatening to see the young master, please withdraw the palace light and meet him outside the hall. !"

"What are the people of the Baili tribe saying they came to see this young master?"

"They never made it clear!" the guard shook his head.

"Didn't you say it clearly, hehe, this young master has received information that some people from the Baili tribe were seen participating in the Jishui Rebellion, killing thousands of cultivators on the long street. Now in Jishui City, the enemy is indistinguishable from me, and anyone is possible. Suddenly going mad, becoming an enemy, the Baili people want to see me, but they don't make it clear. This move is very suspicious. I pass on the order of the young master. Quickly strengthen the palace array, and do not allow the Baili people to enter the palace! The young master suspects these Baili people. The Li people have all gone mad and come from bad intentions!"

"Yes! This subordinate will send an order to strengthen the palace formation!"

The guard was about to send an order to reinforce the formation, when suddenly, a blue light floated in the hall, and an old man with blue eyes appeared, who was the third elder of the bamboo hall.

The third elder seemed to have heard the words of the youth with Qingtong, and nodded with satisfaction to the latter, applauding.

"Xing'er, you are worthy of being the most outstanding member of the younger generation of my Xingbai clan. You can see at a glance that the Baili clan is not good. You guessed it right. All the members of the Baili clan are enemies and cannot be placed in the hall at will. You know, the Baili people are not mad, and all the rioters in Jishui City are not all rioters in the mad city. They are all manipulated by others and made into puppets. They were ordered to cause chaos in Jishui. Their purpose, It is to destroy the bamboo hall, this is a premeditated action"

"What! They didn't go crazy, but were made into puppets?!" The youth with Qingtong and the Xingbai people present were shocked when they heard the words of the third elder, but they suppressed their surprise and respected the third elder. Salute, "See the ancestors!"

Afterwards, the Qingtong youth settled down and asked. "The ancestor is saying. Today's chaos in Jishui City. Is it a carefully planned situation? These rioters are not in madness, but under the control of others, become puppets, and deliberately gather in Jishui. Is it to destroy the bamboo hall in one fell swoop? But How is it possible that the perpetrators are all living people, this is absolutely true, how can they be puppets?"

Ordinary puppets are dead. Some puppets are made from the corpses of dead people and beasts. Some puppets are made of metal, wood and other materials.

No matter which way the puppets are made, they all have one thing in common. Any puppet has no life, it is a dead puppet!

The breath of a dead puppet is very different from the breath of a living person. It is impossible to tell the difference between a dead puppet and a living person when the cultivation base has reached the realm of transforming the gods and refining the virtual.

The youth with Qingtong is not high, but he can see it. The rioters in the city are all living people, and they cannot be dead puppets.

Besides, if these people are dead puppets, how can they escape the inspection of the strong Bamboo Palace and enter Jishui City?

"You don't know. These people are not dead puppets, but living puppets. The so-called living puppets refer to puppets made by living people. The technique of creating puppets is a lost puppet technique. It is a puppet, and its aura is no different from a living person, so he sneaked into Ji Shui, but he was not discovered by the bamboo hall. too many puppets"

"The real puppets, even if you stand in front of you, it is difficult for you to detect. Of course, these puppets are forcibly refined by secret techniques, not through formal methods. Soul. If you want to distinguish whether a monk in the city is a human or a puppet, the method is very simple, just look at whether there is a primordial spirit or a ghost in his body.”

"By the way, in this old man's body, there is no primordial spirit and no demon soul."

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The three elders suddenly had blood-red eyes, and they shot violently, causing a massacre in the palace of the Xingbai clan!

His eyes were indifferent and unfeeling, but deep in his heart, there was a deep sorrow.

He is also a puppet refined by Wan Changkong!

At the moment of being killed, the young man with green eyes could not believe that his ancestors would violently attack and kill the Xingbai people.

Before dying, all the dead Xingbai people looked at the third elders in disbelief. They didn't believe that the ancestors whom they admired and admired would wave butcher knives at them!

The third elder's heart was bleeding, and he actually slaughtered his own people!

This generation of Young Master Xingbai is one of his favorite juniors, but at this moment, he can't control his body, and he has smashed Young Master Xingbai into powder!

Among the Xingbai people here, there are several people who are his direct descendants. These people are connected by blood, and they all died in his hands!

Among these clansmen, there was even one person, the grandson of his benefactor, who was also killed by him!

Kill, kill, kill!

All the clansmen died in his hands!

"Wan Changkong!"

"Wan Changkong!"

"Wan Changkong!!!"

The three elders wished that the thief who controlled him could not be smashed to pieces, but he could not control his own body at all.

He raised his hand to destroy the formation of the entire palace, and with boundless resentment in his heart, he followed the Baili people outside the palace to kill in Jishui!

The first branch of the Bamboo Palace, Heng Bamboo Palace!

The main and deputy hall masters of Heng Zhu joined forces and slaughtered the entire Heng Zhu Hall with blood. They are all the puppets of Wan Changkong!

The second branch of the Bamboo Palace, the Scarlet Bamboo Palace!

This temple was breached by thirteen riotous Refining Illusory Tree clan together, and the blood flowed into a river!

There are also the third, fourth and fifth halls

When the Emperor Bamboo stood on the Jishui, his spiritual sense covered the entire Jishui. He was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, and he didn't know how to solve the turmoil.

Who is the enemy and who is the friend? I don't know!

Whose conspiracy is this turmoil, I don't know!

Everywhere in the bamboo halls, blood flowed into rivers, and Jishui forces fought bloody battles with each other. More and more people suddenly went crazy and turned to their own clansmen.

This turmoil started from Jishui City and spread to the entire Muye Kingdom!

The Bamboo Emperor's voice transmission sounded non-stop, and it was a distress alarm from the Muye Kingdom, which was repairing the city everywhere, and the tree clan forces!

In the northern region of Muye Kingdom, in Tianshu City. In a restaurant, the city lord of Tianshu, who has been cultivated in the city, was drinking and laughing with several friends of the same age.

Suddenly, his eyes turned blood red, and he suddenly sacrificed the magic weapon, directly hitting the magic weapon on the heavenly spirit of a friend, killing it!

After that, the Sky Tree City Lord seemed to be crazy, and started to kill in the Sky Tree City!

At the same time, tens of thousands of cultivators in Skytree City went mad at the same time, killing people without knowing their relatives.

No one knows. That day, when the tree city lord beheaded his friend. Although the expression is cold-blooded and ruthless. But in the bottom of my heart was grief and anger.

"Wan Changkong! This seat is incompatible with you, and will never die! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

In the Western Regions of Muye Kingdom, among the wood-making clan, an old wood-making man with a cultivation base of Chongxu is teaching his disciples the art of refining tools. The tone is sympathetic and kind.

He is a well-known master of craftsmanship in the East Sea of ​​Trees, and has always been known in the world for being courteous to others.

But at a certain moment, the eyes of the old man made wood suddenly turned blood red, he lost all reason, swung his butcher knife, and killed all his disciples one by one!

Afterwards, there were tens of thousands of people in the wood-making clan who went crazy at the same time, and the old man who made the wood started to kill in the clan, and swung the butcher knife to other tree clans.

No one knows. When the old man made wood beheaded his apprentice, his heart felt as if he had been slashed by a thousand knives.

"Wan Changkong! This old man is going to kill you, kill you!"

In the eastern region of Muye Kingdom, a hall owner of the branch of the Bamboo Palace is leading his subordinates to patrol the eastern region and meet the patriarchs of the Seven Great Tree Clan.

He has too much cultivation. Always loyal to the Bamboo Temple and perform duties with due diligence. He is a righteous cultivator and never kills innocent people indiscriminately.

But all of a sudden, his eyes turned blood red, he lost all reason, and started killing the Bamboo Temple God Envoy and Zun Lao behind him!

He even blew himself up, killing all the patriarchs of the Seven Great Tree Clan, and perishing them together!

Among the patriarchs of the Seven Great Tree Clan, there is even one who is his mentor.

Taitian City, Extreme Wood City, Fengye Clan

One by one, the city was repaired, and the tree clans were all hearing the shocking sound transmission, which shocked the Bamboo Emperor.

Not only Jishui City, but the entire Muye Kingdom is in turmoil!

At this moment, in Muye Kingdom, there are nearly ten million cultivators going mad at the same time, slaughtering frantically!

"Where are the elders! Come see me quickly, and follow the emperor to quell the Muye chaos!"

The Bamboo Emperor shouted loudly in the sky above Ji Shui, the sound was like a thunderstorm, containing the anger of the sky!

In today's Muye Rebellion, I don't know how many Bamboo Temple monks have fallen

The Bamboo Emperor swore that if he were to find out who planned what happened today, he would definitely smash that person into pieces!

The sixth and eighth elders are still in the bamboo world, and now there are only six elders who can be trusted in Jishui City.

The Emperor Bamboo gave an order, and the voice spread throughout Jishui City.

The six streams of light rushed into the sky at the same time, turning into the figures of six broken void old men, and they all stood in front of the Bamboo Emperor.

These six Shattered Void elders naturally include the third elder who became a puppet.

"Six elders, follow this emperor to quell this chaos! This emperor wants to find out the mastermind behind this turmoil, and smash this person into tens of thousands of pieces!"

The Bamboo Emperor gave an order, and the first elder, fifth elder, and seventh elder immediately agreed. The three of them were all furious, wishing they could find out the mastermind behind the turmoil.

But the other three Shattered Void Elders all had blank expressions and were not moved by the order of the Bamboo Emperor.

Even the second and third elders, who had always been obedient to the Emperor Bamboo, looked at the Emperor Bamboo with a sneer, with a bit of contempt, and said,

"Your Majesty the Bamboo Emperor, things have come to this stage, and you still don't know who the mastermind behind this matter is?"

boom! boom! boom!

Eleven silver aurora suddenly appeared out of thin air, calling towards Bamboo Emperor's vest.

The attack appeared without warning, and as soon as the eleven silver beams appeared, they immediately dispersed into silver threads and scattered into the sky!

An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly rose to the heart of the bamboo emperor!

The Bamboo Emperor turned around abruptly, flexing his fingers, countless golden bamboo leaves formed in the sky, condensed into a giant golden palm, and patted the silver thread in the sky.

With one palm, the silver threads scattered all over the sky!

But at this moment, the second elder, the third elder, and the fourth elder, the three Void Shattering old monsters suddenly shot at the same time, sacrificing the magic weapon to the Bamboo Emperor's vest, and the killing intent was suddenly born!

Purple Axe, Silver Bell, Treasure Tree

The three magic weapons were attacked when the Bamboo Emperor was exhausted. At this moment, the Bamboo Emperor was busy resisting the silver threads in the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

The three attacks hit Zhu Huang's vest at the same time, causing the Zhu Huang's abdomen and back to be severely injured, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

With extremely frightened eyes, Emperor Bamboo turned around abruptly, one finger produced countless golden lights, smashed all the three magic weapons, and looked at the second elder and the other three angrily!

The Bamboo Emperor’s body was refined with a divine treasure armor, and it was a Nirvana first-level body repairer. Even if he was attacked in a hurry, it was impossible for him to be killed by three cultivators from the first and second levels of Shattering Void.

He was not seriously injured, but the injury was still within the scope of suppression.

There is boundless anger in his eyes, this anger is not because of injury, but because he was betrayed by the most trusted subordinate!

"How dare you betray me! Why, give this emperor a reason!"

"Reason? There is only one reason. I am the puppet of Lord Wan Changkong. As long as the Lord gives an order, I can take action at any time and destroy the Bamboo Palace!"

The second elder and the other three Void Shattering old monsters replied dumbly.

At the same time when the three of them spoke out, above the sky, eleven illusory figures of silver-haired old men appeared one after another, each standing on the sky, standing high in the sky!

Each of these eleven people has the cultivation base of Shattering the Void, and the momentum is shocking!

Eleven people stand in the sky, their breaths are the same, and they are not even weaker than the Bamboo Emperor!

"Your Majesty Bamboo Emperor, you and I haven't seen each other for ten thousand years, do you still remember this old man?" The eleven silver-haired old men asked coldly.

"It's you! Wan Changkong! You are the mastermind of today's Muye rebellion!" The Bamboo Emperor roared angrily.

"The mastermind this time is not Wan Changkong, but me! The Rattan and Bamboo Palaces were originally a feud, and today's destruction of the Bamboo Palace is a grand plan that the emperor has planned for a long time!"

Above the sky, seven silhouettes of emptiness-shattering powerhouses suddenly appeared one after another!

Among the 7 people, the leader is wearing rattan armor, and his body is flowing with the imposing manner of Shattering Void Five Layers of Heaven.

"Emperor Teng! It's you!" Emperor Zhu narrowed his eyes, his anger gradually faded away, and a dignified expression appeared instead.

If only Wan Changkong intervened in today's affairs, he would still have a way to quell the chaos.

But if what happened today is the Emperor Teng's action, the Bamboo Palace is turbulent, and people are betrayed.

"Tenghuang, you and I are both cultivators of the tree world. Even if the two halls have a feud, there is no need to destroy the sect and destroy the hall!" Zhu Huang gritted his teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense! This emperor is here only to step on the East China Sea, the flat bamboo hall! After today, in the tree world, there will be no more bamboo halls, no more bamboo emperors! Kill!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of Emperor Teng was suddenly born!

Today, his plan is perfect, the Bamboo Emperor is unable to support it alone, and he will definitely die! The Bamboo Palace will be destroyed!