dude is so righteous

The koi in the pond are playing, shaking the calm lake surface.

Blind Yuan was holding a bamboo pole, sitting in the pavilion, staring at the pond in a daze with muddy eyes.

"Young master has left the city, do you want me to follow?"

Blind Yuan said.

Butler Chen shook his head with a smile: "Let him go, you know that well."

"Since you dare to go out of the city, you should know what you will encounter."

"We can't help everything, he needs to learn to spread his wings after all..."

Blind Yuan understood, and said with emotion: "My son is talented, but it's a pity that the training time is too slow, otherwise it would not be a problem to be in the top ten of the Yellow List."

"From now on, in front of the young master, don't praise him for his great talent, easy to be proud, and have the same virtue as Lord Luo."

Butler Chen said seriously.

Blind Yuan grinned.

For a long time, the courtyard fell silent.

Blind Yuan fixed his cloudy eyes on the white-haired Steward Chen, and said, "How long can you last?"

"Are you willing to die slowly like this? There is no legend about you turning into a dragon sword anymore?"

Steward Chen sat in the pavilion, and the two who had once had a hard-to-reach grievance were able to talk peacefully.

"Where is the legend left? There is only a mess all over my body. I was completely defeated back then, and now I am only half disabled. There is nothing to be reconciled to."

Blind Yuan remained silent.

"In the first battle back then, your sword heart was broken, your cultivation base fell to the second rank, and the sword servant died. A big affair became a big joke."

"I'm not reconciled to you."

"I was defeated by you when I was proud and arrogant, and I was even blinded by you, but I surrendered, because you are indeed strong, but I did not give up, because I believe that one day, I will be as close as I can with a gun. , nothing is broken!"

Yuan Xiazi said: "Now you are like a stray dog, a coward escaping from reality. You have the strength to hold a sword, but you don't have the will to kill the enemy. I will defeat the enemy that day."

"If I were your sword servant, I would scold you bloody."

Butler Chen stared at the lotus pond in a daze.

The lotus in the pool seems to reflect a bright smile.

After a long time, he smiled freely.

"Yuan Xiazi, you are right."

……

Putting on the mask, Luo Hong's black hair turned into silver hair under the eyes of many evil cultivators, and the aura on his body instantly became blurred and strange.

He raised his face and revealed a wicked smile.

"Amplification means? No matter how much you increase...you will die this time!"

A delicate and beautiful female cultivator.

"The blood of the righteous light will definitely be delicious!"

After the female evil cultivator finished speaking, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked her slender fingers.

Many evil cultivators around also sneered, but they sneered, but their minds were tense. Luo Hong's current state brought them great depression.

Luo Hong under the evil king's mask raised his chin, and his smile began to gradually overflow.

"Who are you talking about... the light of righteousness?"

The words fall.

call out!

The air whipped by the sleeves of the white clothes exploded a series of sounds.

A pothole exploded on the ground, and Luo Hong's figure disappeared, approaching the female evil cultivator at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, the entire mass grave was full of energy, and the evil spirit surged like a snake.

All the evil cultivators have used their means!

The female evil cultivator looked at Luo Hong who was approaching her in an instant, with a vicious expression on her face, she slapped her swollen chest with her palm, her pink lips opened her bloody mouth, and spit out a cloud of black mist.

This is a cloud of extremely corrosive poisonous mist!

If Luo Hong got close, he might be festered by the poisonous flesh in an instant.

The fifth-rank evil cultivators around them were also means of eruption. Ghosts appeared, mass graves cracked, and rotting corpses crawled up.

Even the evil cultivator who trained himself into a silver corpse broke out with tyrannical murderous intent.

The white shirt is flying.

Facing the poison, Luo Hong's mind moved, and the evil bead emerged, and turned into ten broad swords. The broad swords were stacked like playing cards, and turned into a huge fan.

A slamming blow, engulfed in criss-crossing sword energy!

The poisonous mist was blown back on the woman, and the woman's flesh and blood were instantly corroded, and she let out a miserable howl.

The evil bead changed again, turned into a flying sword, and charged in all directions, colliding with many evil cultivators' attacking methods and slightly blocking them.

But Luo Hong didn't strike the evil nun to death with a single sword. His body spun around, his white shirt flew up, and the earth flood sword swung the immortal's head and slapped the woman's celestial cap.

He patted the woman and knelt down on the ground.

Two Shazhu swords whizzed out, piercing through the woman's palms, dripping with blood.

The woman was unable to resist, and could only utter a shrill cry.

Luo Hong's white clothes were fluttering, and he walked towards the woman, as if walking through a bush, stretched out his hand, and lightly patted the top of the woman's head, like picking up a flower.

The woman only felt that a ring of 72 evil beads appeared in front of her eyes, and the evil energy on her body was suppressed so that she couldn't move, and the next moment, Luo Hong's ring of 72 evil beads sucked her out...

The righteous yang energy on Luo Hong's body became brighter and brighter.

The woman's eyes widened.

"Emperor...Emperor...?!"

The corners of Luo Hong's raised lips froze slightly.

"You are the younger brother."

Afterwards, another evil bead condensed in the sky above Luo Hong's shoulder. With his fingers, the bead turned into a flying sword and wiped across the woman's neck. When Luo Hong took two steps, the woman's eyes dimmed and her head fell limply.

After a few breaths, a rank five evil cultivator died.

Luo Hong's method shocked the evil cultivators around, that woman is a fifth-rank evil cultivator, who has the ability to slaughter towns and cities by herself!

Died so fast!

Luo Hong, who was under the mask of the evil king, frowned slightly, "You... are weaker than I imagined."

The words fell, and he stretched out his hand while taking a step.

Aim at the corpse of the female evil cultivator.

"stand up."

A faint voice lingers in the cold night.

In the next moment, all the evil cultivators who swooped down to kill Luo Hong froze.

Because, the shadow of the female evil cultivator squirmed for a while, and a graceful black shadow stood up, and the undead roared unwillingly in the evil shadow.

What kind of means is this? !

And what made the evil cultivators around them even more creepy.

Under their feet, one after another black shadows emerged against their bodies.

There are monks carrying coffins, bearded women holding scimitars, and muscular martial artists...

There are still many evil cultivators emerging...

"Information is wrong! Heaven and Earth Evil Sect's information is wrong!!"

"Is this the Taoism's soul-calling technique?! Why does it have an evil feeling!"

"Fart way, this is the secret art of refining souls! Vicious sorcery!"

Many fifth-grade evil cultivators were inconceivable, and they uttered in shock!

They finally understood that Luo Hong's going out of the city turned out to be a game for them to throw themselves into the trap!

They thought Luo Hong was a fish, but now they knew that they were the fish in Luo Hong's eyes!

boom!

There are powerful fifth-rank evil cultivators, who have no intention of fighting.

Exploding energy, swaying away the entangled evil shadow, intending to sweep away towards the distance...

These evil shadows can't be killed, can't be destroyed...

The dead evil cultivators will turn into evil shadows again, endlessly!

Moreover, they found that the evil spirit in the dantian was inexplicably suppressed.

How to fight this?

Despair, fear, and nightmares enveloped them.

The smile of the evil mask, in this dark night, is like the smile of the king of hell!

The sky and the earth returned to silence, only the faint sound of the burning paper remaining.

The dense clouds of the night sky were torn apart.

The bleak moonlight shone down, illuminating 28 corpses of evil cultivators who bowed their heads, knelt piously, and lost their vitality.

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The thick cloud seems to be torn apart by the power of the world.

The shy moon disc hiding behind the clouds tried hard to sprinkle the cold moonlight, illuminating the weeping land.

The corpses of the 28 evil cultivators all knelt on the ground, losing their breath of life. Even, the evil spirit on their bodies seemed to have dried up, leaving only bits and pieces.

Luo Hong, dressed in white, stood there, not taking off his evil cultivator mask.

With his eyes closed, 28 evil cultivators, most of whom are fifth-rank evil cultivators, provided him with a large amount of evil spirit energy, which made the 72 evil bead rings in his dantian accumulate another third, and now it is only One-third can be accumulated to perfection.

The capacity of his dantian has been expanded again. Every time he absorbs evil spirits from evil cultivators, the capacity of his dantian will be expanded. However, these expansions are not a big problem for Luo Hong, who originally had an astonishing dantian capacity.

Absorbing evil spirits, the righteous yang energy in his body became more and more intense. From a distance, he looked like a bright moon in the world, which seemed to be compared with the moon in the sky.

The entire mass grave was extremely quiet.

There is only the slight sound of the burned ashes of the ghost paper rolling across the ground under the breeze.

crunch...

It was the sound of stepping on gravel.

Monk Kuyue, dressed in white robes, walked slowly, with palms folded and a serious expression on his face.

Earlier, there was a strong evil spirit in the air, and even more terrifying murderous intentions surged. However, after a long time, the murderous intention disappeared, and the evil spirit evaporated.

When Monk Kuyue came on foot, he saw 28 corpses kneeling all over the ground.

They all knelt down piously and lost their vitality.

Before they were alive, each of them was an evil and evil cultivator, killing people without blinking an eye, slaughtering the world, and being a villain on the most wanted list in Dali Temple.

"They are all dead, is Master Luo stopping the killing by killing?"

Monk Kuyue clasped his palms together.

Slowly said.

The moonlight was shining brightly on Luo Hong's body. Luo Hong's head was covered with silver threads, and he glanced sideways at the monk, with a playful smile on his mouth.