Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

Hongye Zhenren was pinched by the neck and struggled feebly.

However, under the old man's big hands like chicken claws, this struggle seemed too weak.

"puff……"

During the struggle, Master Hongye suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed it into the old man's neck.

"Evil beast!"

The severe pain made the old man almost go crazy, and he pressed Hongye Zhenren to the ground.

The already broken earth was violently shaken again.

Master Hongye spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost died.

"Demon-sealing dagger, hehehe..."

The old man pulled out the dagger from his neck and laughed strangely again.

The pierced neck recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Very interesting." The old man played with the dagger in his hand.

Although this thing has the word "dagger" in it, it is not refined.

It is a strange object generated by heaven and earth, which is extremely lethal to evil spirits and heretics.

It's just that this thing is rare and usually grows in Jedi. It's very difficult to obtain it.

It seemed that this woman had a premeditated intention to kill herself.

The old man smiled and shook his head, and stepped on Hongye Zhenren's calf.

"For the sake of your good cauldron, ancestor, I will keep you for a few more days."

Master Hongye's face was twisted in pain, he turned to look at Wu Sheng who was silent on the side, and roared crazily.

"Wu Sheng, what the hell did you let out? Kill him quickly before he recovers, and let him go out, causing chaos and devastation."

"Hongye..." Wu Sheng shook his head gently, a trace of unbearable flashing in his eyes.

"I have had enough of hiding here and there. If I want to stand in the sun in the future, I must let my ancestor come out and take charge of the situation."

"Ancestor!" Wu Sheng bowed to the old man again, "Ancestor, please spare Hongye's life."

"It's worthless." The old man sneered, "Let's talk about it after I'm done with it, ancestor!"

When Wu Sheng heard this, he clenched his fists tightly, but quickly released them.

"It's all up to the ancestor." Wu Sheng lowered his head severely.

"Coward." Master Hongye smiled miserably.

"Wu Sheng, although you and I are evil cultivators in the eyes of the world, we have always lived according to our own ideas.

We only seek peace of mind in our lives. If you release this devil and bring ruin to all living beings in the world, will your heart be at peace? "

"That's enough." Wu Sheng burst out suddenly, roaring with crazy eyes.

"Go to hell with being free and easy, go to hell with peace of mind. Go ask those orthodox people, will they agree?"

Hongye Zhenren smiled bitterly and shook her head in despair. She knew that this friend who had fought side by side had become possessed.

"Do you care about her?" The old man looked at Wu Sheng who exploded and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's not a good thing to be concerned!" The old man's face darkened and he waved his hand fiercely.

The next moment, all the clothes on Hongye Zhenren's body were torn to pieces, and his snow-white body was exposed to the air, making people spurt blood.

"Get her and kill her. Tell me, can you do it?"

The old man looked at Wu Sheng coldly.

Wu Sheng's lips trembled a little, and finally the madness in his eyes suppressed his reason and he nodded fiercely.

"Okay." The old man was very happy, "This cauldron is given to you."

"Hehehe..." At this time, Hongye Zhenren looked up at the dark night sky and suddenly laughed.

Because she saw a white stream of light on the horizon approaching here very quickly.

Master Hongye thought of that rotten old man with a gay mouth and an unruly manner. His sword energy seemed to be white like this.

"Tell you a secret."

Master Hongye smiled happily, as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world.

"There is a sword cultivator in the secret realm, a sword cultivator who can make sword energy, life and death reverse."

"Nonsense." The old man laughed disdainfully.

The flipping of the poles of life and death is something that only monks in the three realms of Shinto can do.

In the entire Tianyuan Continent, only the top of Kunlun in the far north has such a "god" who is indifferent to worldly affairs.

Wu Chuan walked towards Hongye Zhenren, his eyes already bursting with desire.

…

"Oh, it's so fun!"

The weird, old, and incredible ridicule rang in everyone's ears.

Then Lu Chuan's figure appeared not far from the others.

The expressions of the old man and Wu Sheng changed greatly, because they didn't realize how did this bad old man get so close?

"Who are you?" The old man looked at Lu Chuan coldly.

However, at this moment, Lu Chuan's attention was entirely focused on Hongye Zhenren.

Lu Chuan raised his eyes to look at Hongye Zhenren's naked body, and nosebleeds spurted out on the spot.

"Big... big beautiful girl, how... can you play?"

"Please, don't look, don't look."

Seeing Lu Chuan's nosebleeds spurting out, Master Hongye was ashamed and angry, but he couldn't move, and his tears fell down.

"I...I didn't mean it. You're just showing it here carelessly, right?"

Lu Chuan shrugged and moved his fingers gently.

A spurt of black sword energy roared away, forming a pair of black sword energy armor on Hongye Zhenren's body.

This scene made the old man and Wu Chong's pupils shrink sharply.

It is really scary to control the sword energy to such a point that you can do whatever you want.

But what puzzled the two of them was that there was no real energy fluctuation in the old man's body.

Even a "god" in the three realms of Shinto would not be able to do this.

"Who are you?" The old man narrowed his eyes and asked again.

"I'm your father." Lu Chuan wiped away the nosebleed and glanced at the old man with a crooked eyebrow.

"Did you make that noise just now? Damn it, it was so late at night, it shook the world and prevented people from sleeping. Do you have any sense of fairness?"

"Hehehe..." Hearing Lu Chuan's unqualified words, the old man sneered lowly.

"boom!"

The next moment, without warning, a red tentacle rose from Lu Chuan's feet.

The tentacles came so quickly and rose from the ground so suddenly that ordinary people would have been hit.

However, the moment the tentacle touched Lu Chuan, it was cut into powder by invisible sword energy.

"Interesting, interesting." The old man couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

"You don't have true energy fluctuations in your body, but you can use such powerful sword energy, which really surprises me."

"You bastard, you don't have martial ethics, are you going to sneak attack an old man like me?" Lu Chuan said and touched his waist.

However, he was stunned the next moment. The tattered wooden sword seemed to have been placed in the resting place while sleeping.

I was in such a hurry to leave just now that I forgot about this.

"Did you not bring a sword?" The old man couldn't help but mock.

The sword is the second life of a sword wielder.

How strong can a person be if he forgets to bring his sword?

Even though he couldn't see through Lu Chuan's path, in the old man's heart, he had already been sentenced to death.