"Yun Xiao cares about too few people and things in this world. If you are one, you are the other. Only by killing you in front of him can the [Red Dust Killing] be completely over. From then on, there will be no innocent people like Yun Xiao in the world."

In just a moment, Lu Xingyuan had convinced himself and strengthened his beliefs.

His eyes were clear, and there was no trace of guilt on his face, and there was only the compassion and determination to save all living beings. "If it is a sin to say that I kill you, and torture Yun Xiao is a sin, then the sin of karma and retribution in the future will be willing to bear it with all my strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wooden fish suddenly appeared in his hand.

The wooden fish is blood red all over, and even the mallet is red.

Lu Xingyuan raised the wooden hammer and knocked it lightly.

With just a thud, all the spiritual power and fairy energy in the world were shaking together.

Mu Yan's face changed, and his fingers that had already plucked the strings quickly suddenly became faster, so fast that they could almost see the afterimage.

【Star Field】!

【Holy Hand Weaving Heaven】!

A series of protective covers made of sound walls protect Xiaoyao Qizi.

However, the air waves of wooden fish hitting the stars only hit the protective cover gently.

Mu Yan suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood.

The sound wall also shattered.

A strong man in the Immortal Realm!

That is an existence that even if they sacrifice their lives, they will never be able to fight against.

"Lu Xingyuan, stop—!!"

Luo Yunxiao's almost pleading hoarse roar came from the appearanceless golden light shield.

"Don't hurt them!"

"If you want me to hate, I will hate you! If you want me to die, I will die!!"

"I just ask you not to hurt them, Lu Xingyuan, Master! I ask you!"

"I don't want anything anymore, family affection, warmth, human nature, kindness... I don't want anything, as long as you can let them go!!"

Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect couldn't help but turn red.

Luoyu swallowed even more: "Uncle Master, don't beg him! Those kind of people have no heart. We should live together with Xiaoyao Sect, but will we die together with each other? Even if we go underground, there is a master waiting for us, and none of us will be lonely."

However, Luo Yunxiao suddenly looked at the seven people and said with a voice: "I order you as the uncle of Xiaoyao Sect to escape! How far is it to escape? Did you hear it!"

"From then on, I, Luo Yunxiao, have no relationship with Xiaoyao Sect. I am not your junior uncle, and you don't need to meddle in other people's business... Get out! Get out!"

Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect could no longer hold it back, and tears fell into their eyes.

Even Chu Moli, who has always been the coldest and cold-hearted, can't figure it out, suddenly clenched the wheelchair armrest.

His eyes were stained with blood.

"Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Chu Moli, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng, Lan Luoyu...Jun Muyan!!"

"Did you all hear it? Don't worry about me anymore! Don't die in front of me..."

"I don't want anything!"

"I just ask you not to die before me!"

The roars were so hoarse and so sad, like the nightingale's blood singing.

The people from Xiaoyao Sect only felt that their hearts were also crushed with the roar.

They cried silently, and their heartbrokenness was broken.

How could their uncle, who was like a crane in the clouds, show such a desperate expression and say such humble words of prayer?

But, they can't retreat!

There is no way out.

Lu Xingyuan will not allow them to escape.

As long as they turn their backs, they will only wait for them, fragmented, cowardly and embarrassing death.
Chapter completed!