You Cultivate Immortals, I Cultivate Immortals Too, Why Do We Have Different Painting Styles

And standing in front of them was a tall and thin "young man" who seemed to have just turned 20 years old.

With a righteous face, he looks very sunny. With this face alone, no one will doubt that he is a decent person.If he appeared outside, he would definitely be regarded as a decent young hero who just came out of the mountain.

But it was such a "decent young man" who seemed to have just fledgling, and in front of him were a dozen people who were constantly kowtowing and begging for mercy.There are quite a few women and children around, weeping softly, for fear of attracting his attention.

It was just such a person who looked like a "decent young hero", who just entered directly from the door, and the people he met were either knocked out and left aside, or directly killed on the spot. He didn't know why his men were merciful.

"Hero, please let us go, these are what the Black Eagle Gate instructed us to do, we were just forced. Hero."

"Yes, yes."

"Everything was instructed by the gang from the Black Eagle Gate. We are innocent."

"Yes, yes."

......

Among the people kneeling on the ground, one shouted, which immediately aroused the echo of the rest.

One after another, they began to crusade against the Black Eagle Gate that made them confess.They never mentioned the protection that the Black Eagle Sect gave them and how much benefit they gained by using the name of the other party.

From their point of view, the Black Eagle Sect has still become an unscrupulous and heinous sect in the fish and meat town, and they are all little people who are persecuted by the other party.

Under the instructions of the Black Eagle Gate, they can only find ways to obtain the money provided to the Black Eagle Gate.They are all little people who will die if they don't follow the instructions of the Black Eagle Gate.

But no matter how they shouted, cried, or even cursed and swore that they would build bridges, pave roads, distribute porridge and food, the "young man" standing in front of them still didn't respond.

He didn't even look at them, but looked up in a certain direction, and his eyes didn't know where they fell.

But even so, these people kneeling on the ground still didn't dare to escape, and someone had tried it before.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to care much about them, he tried to sneak away.But before he slipped far, he was completely wiped away by a cloud of black mist casually thrown by the opponent, leaving no residue.

Only the miserable screams seemed to have not dissipated.

Let them kowtow a little faster.

The "young man" standing in front of them finally withdrew his gaze and turned to look at them.All of a sudden, the already noisy voice suddenly quieted down for a moment, and then immediately increased a bit.

At the same time, the condemnation of the Black Eagle Gate became more intense.

It's just that this "young man" didn't pay much attention to their reaction, and threw out a stack of blank papers, which floated in front of them, with one crime after another recorded on it, their crimes.

Which person robbed the woman on which day, which person beat a servant to death on which day, and then threw it into the lotus pond, who beat who to death on which day...

One pile, one strip, very clear.

Seeing these clearly arranged criminal evidences, these people's pale faces, which were originally pale because they knelt and kowtowed for too long, turned a little paler.

The originally noisy voices quieted down in an instant, only the suppressed cries of the children and women around were still echoing.

The person who was the first to denounce the Black Eagle Gate was now a little incoherent. Looking at the blank paper that was thrown in front of him, which recorded one crime after another, he looked up and saw the "young man" who was looking at him.

Two pairs of eyes stared at each other, one pair flickered with suspicion and uncontrollable fear, while the other pair was extremely dull.

He knew who this man was.

"Destroy...destroy...destroy...law...demons."

From his trembling mouth spit out the words "Extinct Magic Demon", which instantly made the already "quiet" backyard even quieter.

Even those children who were still crying tried hard to suppress their crying after hearing these four words.

"Now that you know my identity, you should know your end. Come, take a look, and see if I have slandered you. If not, it's time to get on the road, just to accompany the Black Eagle Gate who 'instructed' you .”

Thick black mist condensed on his hands, like the dead air spreading up from the bottom of the abyss.Although Yao Ling is still hanging high above the sky, these people feel a chill gushing from the bottom of their hearts, and they can no longer feel a trace of warmth.

"Etc., etc."

The person who was looking at this "young man", who was also the magic extermination demon he called, raised his hands and spoke before the black mist in the opponent's hands spread to him.

The pitch-black mist stopped the spreading movement.

"What else do you have to say?"

"Destroyer Magic Demon" asked.

"Faji, you will fail, you will definitely fail. You can't kill everyone, you will definitely lose..."

He didn't try to find any mistakes from the charges in front of him. The name of the other party has already confirmed that these charges will not be false.

Can you still not know what you have done?

And even if a few false criminal evidences were found, so what, wouldn't the rest of the crimes be enough for him to die?

Anyway, when the other party presented these criminal evidences, they had already decided that they were doomed.

When a man is about to die, his words are also good.

That is also to others, facing the person who makes you "checkmate", to see who can "speak kindly".

Before you die, you have to criticize the other party's beliefs. This way of the other party will definitely fail.

The pitch-black mist spread instantly, and before the other party finished speaking, it enveloped all the people kneeling on the ground, but it didn't affect the surrounding women, children and slaves who fainted.

The tragic yelling lasted only two or three times before disappearing without a trace.

The backyard is really quiet now.