Villain of Destiny: I can have infinite epiphanies

In Wutong Hall, including the master Zhuge Yi, there are a total of nine Dharma Aspect Realm experts.

At this moment, the nine strong men dispatched collectively.

As soon as they appeared, they cast their real body of Fashen and trapped Luo Hao.

The cultivation base of the nine people has skyrocketed, and their aura is strong. Relying on the continuous spiritual power, they formed a mask, sealing Luo Hao in the middle.

"What exactly happened?"

"The hall master and others shot with all their strength, is this a catastrophe of extermination?"

"Could it be that a formidable enemy has attacked the door?"

There are [-] disciples in Wutong Hall. After seeing the nine majestic real bodies of Dharma, they were all shocked. They showed puzzled expressions and gathered towards the same place.

Since Wutong Hall is in trouble, they will not stand by and watch.

Even if you make a little effort, you must resist the common enemy you have to face.

Usually, it is difficult for them to see, Zhuge Yi and others, now the strongest force in Wutong Hall, all shot at once, everyone was in an uproar, but also moved.

"A handyman disciple in the district can be wiped out by any elder with a finger."

"Why, they all want to shoot?"

"Is there anything special about him?"

Those arrogances who wanted to attack Luo Hao opened their puzzled eyes wide.

"Luo Hao, the youngest son of the Devil Emperor, your time of death has arrived."

"You little devil, you actually dared to infiltrate into my Wutong Palace, plotting against the Wutong Sacred Tree, and I never expected you to succeed."

Zhuge Yi accused him angrily. What surprised him was that Luo Hao was able to refine the Indus Sacred Tree in such a short period of time.

He asked loudly, "My son Zhuge Hongyi, did you kill him?"

"Yes, I killed it."

Luo Hao raised his chin and said carelessly.

There was a strong bitterness on his face.

In order to deal with him, such a strong lineup was dispatched, which is really a face.

That being the case, he didn't hide anymore, and simply had a hearty fight.

As for the identity, he did not know why he leaked it.

I can't manage so much anymore, I can only deal with the predicament in front of me with all my strength.

What makes him regret is that in the future, he will not be able to act recklessly under the cover of the chaotic body in the realm of immortality, realm of gods, and realm of Buddha.

Zhuge Yi laughed sadly, "It's good that you admit it, it's very good."

"My daughter, why did you die?"

Huang Shiren saw Huang Xian'er's body, and asked angrily, "Little devil, you bastard, did you do it?"

"Looking for death~"

Luo Hao's eyes turned cold, and two hundred and six sword intents converged into the God Killing Sword.

"Immortal Sword Intent, kill me."

With his voice falling.

The Sword of Killing God was shot out quickly, heading straight for Huang Shiren.

This is his strongest killer move, even if it is a terrifying Taoist platform, it is not as good.

"Well done, I want to learn how capable you are."

Huang Shiren smiled disdainfully, he took out a sledgehammer, and threw it at the God Killing Sword.

His real body is 32 feet high, exuding the power to overwhelm the world.

The Sword of Killing God avoided the attack of the sledgehammer, and plunged into Huang Shiren's real body of Faxiang.

Raging sword intent, violent restlessness.

In an instant, Huang Shiren's true body of the Dharma image was shattered.

Then, the Sword of Killing God pierced Huang Shiren's chest, beheading him on the spot.

"No!"

Huang Shiren's unwilling wailing was still shaking in the void.

"hiss!"

"This killing sword is too weird, and it contains a terrifying sword intent."

"Be careful, everyone, don't be careless."

"We shot together and killed him."

"We must not give him a chance to breathe."

Zhuge Yi and the others took a long breath of air, their eyes showing uproar.

They admitted that they underestimated Luo Hao a little bit. They thought that Huang Shiren would be able to kill Luo Hao if he made a move, but they didn't expect Huang Shiren's life to be ruined.

They didn't dare to be careless anymore, they could only attack together.

Luo Hao's terrifying and ferocious power cast a deep shadow on the disciples of Wutong Hall who were watching. None of them thought that Luo Hao could kill people across borders, and even showed such a terrible method.

"This demon realm is too frightening."

"He's just a little devil right now, if he grows into a big devil, that's fine."

"You must kill him, and you must not let him live."

Everyone was sweating in the bottom of their hearts.

They were very nervous, they kept looking forward, hoping that Luo Hao would die soon, and not cause any damage to the Hall Master and the elders.

Elder Huang is dead, so it is better not to have such a tragedy happen again.

"Oops, Elder Chen has fallen again."

In the time of a cup of tea, another elder died.

Everyone was indignant, and countless pairs of cannibalistic eyes locked on Luo Hao.

"It's over, Elder Liu has also fallen."

"Damn it, why is this little devil so difficult?"

Their tears were shedding, and they were all looking forward to Luo Hao's death, but they couldn't achieve this goal. They could only watch helplessly as the elders they respected in their hearts suffered catastrophes of life and death one by one.

Half an hour later, the eight Dharma Aspect Realm elders in Wutong Hall all died.

Luo Hao and Zhuge Yi stood in the air, staring at each other and bombarding each other.

Luo Hao used the Immortal Sword Intent, as well as the power of the Taoist platform, and paid a huge price to kill the eight elders.

Today, he is seriously injured and covered in blood.

Even a slight cough can cough up blood.

In this battle, he was hearty.

He tried his best and wanted to fight hard.

Facing the infinite accusations and scolding from everyone, he held his breath.

We must vent this bad breath, and let those who scold him and those who want to kill him all pay the due price.

Whenever he, beheading the elders of the Indus Hall, walked out of the splashing rain of blood, he would be greeted by the onlookers, who were overwhelmingly cursing and spurning him.

"Damn it, damn it."

"This little devil, why don't you die quickly?"

"The elders of the Indus Palace are all dead and injured."

"The eight elders, those are the powers of the eight Dharma Aspect Realm."

"This little bastard, little devil, is simply inhuman and too perverted."

Everyone was crying blood and spitting while pointing at Luo Hao.

Now, they have greeted all eighteen generations of Luo Hao's ancestors.

Now, only the Hall Master is left.

They also don't know if the Palace Master can kill Luo Hao.

If not, Wutong Hall will be completely destroyed.

Even if the Hall Master really killed Luo Hao, but after paying such a painful price, Wutong Hall will completely lose its foundation.

No matter what, as long as Luo Hao can be beheaded, it will be a matter of righteousness.

No matter how painful the price is, it is worth it.

Die, Luo Hao, this little devil, must die.