Villain of Destiny: I can have infinite epiphanies

More than ten masters of the Divine Tower Realm of the Shura clan all died in an instant.

They had no power to fight back and could only let Luo Hao kill them.

"Luo Hao, you are a demon, you are not human at all."

Luo Xiaotian yelled hysterically, those strong men are the pillars of the Shura clan, every existence is the fundamental strength that the Shura clan relies on for survival.

Now, the background of the Shura clan has just turned into a corpse.

This made him go crazy, he wished he could chew Luo Hao up and eat him.

Today, he too is surrounded by the realm of mortals.

Anyway, he is also a strong man.

But in the realm of mortals, like a small ant, he lost the ability to resist, and could no longer exert any strength.

This feeling of powerlessness is almost worse than death.

He could feel that Luo Hao crushing him to death was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Weird, too weird."

Shura King Luo Tiankuo was full of doubts. He couldn't imagine what kind of means Luo Hao had mastered to be so invincible. Even the strongest in the Great Emperor Realm would not be so easy. Let the Shura tribe be so desperate.

"This evildoer is the nemesis of my Shura clan."

Luo Tiankuo was about to die of anger, the foundation of the Shura clan had been destroyed.

A powerful force of tens of thousands of years is about to accept the baptism of catastrophe in the blink of an eye.

Luo Hao was merciful and did not kill Luo Tiankuo and Luo Xiaotian. If he had done so, the father and son would have been corpses long ago.

"Xuanji, their lives are at your disposal."

Luo Hao looked at his wife and said calmly.

Now that other people have been killed, it is natural to keep the culprit behind and let his wife vent her hatred.

"Husband, leave it to me."

With an indifferent expression on Luo Xuanji's face, she called out the God-breaking Saber and walked towards Luo Xiaotian.

"Luo Xuanji, you are crazy."

"No matter what, I'm your brother."

"How can you kill brother?"

"You stop, you stop quickly."

"You bitch, you're too cruel."

Luo Xiaotian's expression was twisted, and he began to curse loudly.

Luo Xuanji held the Poshen Knife in her hand, exerted a little force on her wrist, swung the Poshen Knife, and the blade swept across, beheading Luo Xiaotian's head.

A large head flew out, and blood gushed out like a column.

Luo Xiaotian's body lay limp on the ground.

The head that got out of the way opened its eyes wide open.

The eyeballs rolled around, as if still expressing unwillingness and humiliation.

"When you persecuted my mother, did you ever think that I am your sister?"

"For all these years, I have lived in the Shura tribe with aggrievedness, and I have to be careful in every move, lest I will be scolded and reprimanded."

"Don't say, I'm your sister, do you treat me like a human?"

"For you, I am just a tool that can be thrown away at will."

Luo Xuanji's expression was indifferent, and her thoughts were flying wildly in her heart.

Ever since he was a child, he didn't have any good memories in the Shura clan, only himself and his mother, living with aggrieved, everything must be compromised.

Now that my mother is dead, it can be regarded as a relief.

However, how much she wished that her mother was still alive, so that her mother could see with her own eyes that she could kill a shameless executioner.

It's a pity that my mother will never see such a scene.

Luo Xuanji looked at Luo Xiaotian's corpse for a while.

Then, Sen Leng's eyes turned to Luo Tiankuo.

"King Shura, when you imprisoned me in the formation of reincarnation gods and demons, did you ever think that there will be today?"

"You want me not to survive, not to die, but to die of old age in the killing array."

"However, such torture and punishment did not allow you to succeed."

"If you were given another chance to choose, would you still treat me like that?"

Luo Xuanji's voice was taunting, she held the God-breaking knife, and pointed at Luo Tiankuo just like that.

Her resentment for this father, who was above the blood line, had deepened.

Mother wouldn't be so miserable if it weren't for this vile old thing.

He also used and threatened her in every possible way, using her mother's life as an excuse, and once made her want to do harm to her husband.

Everything, in Luo Xuanji's mind, did not have any good impression.

There are only ugly images, and disgusting despicable looks.

"This god-breaking knife is the magic weapon of our Asura clan."

"It used to be the weapon of my grandson Luo Chuan, but unexpectedly, it fell into your hands."

Luo Tiankuo's expression was lonely, and he even wanted to die.

He didn't answer Luo Xuanji's words, nor could he answer.

Because Luo Xuanji's voice, like a piercing mockery, hit his heart one after another, making him unable to lift his head up to be a human being.

Now people are Daozu, he is fish, and he has to accept his fate.

If you do it again, you can choose again.

He will definitely not be an enemy of His Highness the Ninth Prince, nor will he do any extreme actions. He can only try his best to curry favor with Luo Hao. Only in this way, maybe the Shura clan will not have the catastrophe they have today.

However, everything can't make him choose again.

Ever since Luo Hao showed his astonishing talent, today's ending was already doomed.

"You evil person, don't be complacent, kill or cut as you please."

Luo Tiankuo frowned, and roared angrily: "If I had known today, I should have smashed your bones into ashes, so that you had no chance to survive. It's hateful, but I still let you linger until now, and gave you a chance to wash away your shame."

"Do you regret it?"

"Hehe, do you have a chance to regret it?"

Luo Xuanji sneered and said: "I'm dying, and I'm still talking about it, that is, I have a good heart, and I don't want to see your ugly face, so I decided to give you a happy death, so that you can be relieved easily, otherwise, I will definitely torture you to death."

Luo Tiankuo closed his eyes and never looked at what was in front of him again.

Whether it was Luo Xuanji's voice or the corpse of a powerful Shura clan, every time he glanced at it, he felt pain in his heart.

Luo Xuanji smiled teasingly, and the Poshen Dao lightly slashed across the space.

All of a sudden, Luo Tiankuo's head was chopped off.

The blood was like a column, still gushing high.

Different from Luo Xiaotian's eyes that were closed, Luo Tiankuo's closed eyes never opened, only his head rolled out.

"The matter here is over, let's go home."

Luo Hao said kindly, "The strong men of the Shura clan are all dead, and the rest of them have been scared out of their wits and never dared to move forward. They have already hid in all directions. He doesn't care about these soldiers and crab generals."

"Okay, let's go home."

Luo Xuanji nodded.

The husband and wife held hands and flew towards Moyun Palace.