In the moment when I held the gun, Shang Wuhen appeared beside me: "Lord, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing?" I turned the gun and pulled the trigger. A sect monk fell to the ground. The Dark Clan master who was fighting with him laughed: "Brothers, let's kill him hard! The Lord is here to help us, and the little boys in the sect dare not fight back."

It is definitely an exaggeration to say that the sect cultivators dare not fight back. However, under the suppression of snipers, the masters of the sect cannot let go of their actions, and their skills are naturally greatly reduced. They are still opponents of the Dark Clan. In less than a moment, they were killed by the Dark Clan and were killed into the hinterland of the Wujue Peak by the Dark Clan.

I stood up with a sniper gun: "There should be a part of the masters left in Wujue Peak. Can the people of the Dark Clan cope with it?"

Shang Wuhen said: "It seems a bit difficult to deal with when encountering top combat power, so it is not as good as the Lord..."

I sneered and flew down the Galaxy train, stepped on the ruins, and walked towards the center of the battlefield. Along the way, the Dark Clan masters stood with their hands down, leaving a bloody road for me.

When I walked to the center of the battlefield with blood, Shang Wuhen suddenly let out a roar. The Dark Clan masters who were originally fighting desperately with the sect monks took back their weapons at the same time, and all retreated out of the circle, surrounding the remaining dozens of sect monks in the middle.

A monk in the lead shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

I turned my head to a dark clan master with bleeding on my arms: "How are our army's casualties?"

"Return to the sect leader, we have not counted the battle losses yet. However, the disciples who rushed into the center of Wujue Peak died in battle." As the man spoke, he looked at the masters of the sect who formed a circle with murderous intent.

The Dark Clan has been locked in a dark prison for countless years. It is placed in an environment and cannot be found. Even a stone will produce warmth. What's more, the Dark Clan is also a living person. If a companion dies in battle, how can the Dark Clan not be angry?

I turned around and looked at the masters of the sect. The person in charge shouted again: "Who are you? Why are you so evil at my sect?"

"The dead don't need to know too much." As I sneered, the Breaking Fist was swung out immediately. Before the fist wind arrived, the rolling dead energy had already surged out. The elder of the sect opposite raised his sword to face me and slashed the fist wind. Rushuang's sword energy was several meters long, splitting the dead energy into two, and then slashed it on my fist.

In a short moment, I and the elder of the sect showed a sneer at the same time. As soon as the grim smile rose, the death breath in my fist rushed into the other side's hole. The other's eyes darkened, and the sword energy stopped abruptly. The wind of my fist came later, like a hammer and iron fist flat between the fencing body. The long sword flew up in the air and smashed the other side's hole. The almost deformed long sword slashed hard at the other side's door. The elder's skull was suddenly split and the body fell to the ground.

I jumped into the enemy group while stepping on the other party's corpse, and my whole body was full of death and the masters of the sect who were surrounding me fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. I stood in the corpse mountain with my hands on my back: "Chop off their heads and make them into Jingguan, and leave them to the sect as a souvenir."

I threw a word and then left with great strides. The Dark Clan master rushed forward and cut down all the heads of the elders of the sect.

I know very well what Shang Wuhen wants to do. She just wants to announce the murder of my sect to the world, so that I will never look back.

Will I care?

From the moment Xiao Tangdou left, I was already dead. What does the honor and disgrace in the world have to do with me? What does right and wrong mean to me?

Sure enough, shortly after I left, the video of my attack on Wujue Peak was posted to the Warlock Forum. The Taoist art was shocked, the world was shocked, and the voices of condemnation followed one after another.

I just opened the forum and took a look, and told Shang Wuhen: "Send me a sentence: When I was still in a strange adjustment bureau, I treated you as if nothing had happened. Now I have become a demon. Are you afraid that you will not be able to denounce you? I will visit those who leave your name one by one."

Shang Wuhen smiled and said, "Lord, the word "destiny" is a bit less domineering. Why don't you change it to "barking dogs"?"

Shang Wuhen wanted me to offend people until I died, and then send the Dark Clan masters to kill people.

The name of the devil and the reality of the devil's way, I can't even go back.

I waved my hand and said, "Let's go and do it! Speak to me by the way, I want to attack the black prison. In addition, you can do something for me in person."

Shang Wuhen was slightly stunned: "Please give orders to the sect leader!"

I whispered a few words in Shang Wuhen's ear, and the latter's eyes lit up: "I will do it well, please rest assured by the sect leader."

After Shang Wuhen left, I took the Galaxy Train into the void and leaned against the chair and closed my eyes to rest. I seemed to have done nothing, but in fact I was thinking in my mind.

If I wasn't wrong, my grandparents and the others should be coming soon.

My master will definitely arrive first!

Is my master here to kill me?

When I thought of this, my heart couldn't help but feel ache.

My master, what should I do if I really want to kill me?

I grabbed the chair and my hand shrank slightly, and the armrests of the chair were suddenly squeezed by me, and the wood chips fell.

A sense of hostility that shouldn't have appeared suddenly burst out from my heart. I and my grandfather were both angry and turned my face, but I never thought about the word "kill". I don't know what happened this time, but the fierce murderous intent rolled up from the bottom of my heart as if it could not be cured. And it was out of control. Even I felt that my eyes were slowly congested.

Demonic Way, this is the demonic Way!

The devil's way that can only be entered by extinguishing the last trace of emotion in my heart!

But how could I...

While I was thinking about it, the news that I had defeated Wujue Peak had already reached the Black Prison. Gu Wenkang was so shocked that he was no longer looking at Xia Ji's face.

The sect could only use three powers, one was an elite master in the secret realm, the other was the Foreign Affairs Alliance of Commander Xia Ji; and the other was the Presbyterian Church of Wujue Peak.

Now, I have been uprooted by the Five Jue Peaks; the Foreign Affairs Alliance was trapped in the black prison by Bu Youming; the entrance to the secret realm was blocked by Xiang Kai again. Is this the Tianshen Sect?

Xia Ji stood up and said, "Senior Chu, Wujue Peak has fallen, Chen Ye said again, "I will attack the Black Prison in five days. I am so confused now that it is not convenient to greet you. Senior, please come back!"

My breasts nodded and said, "I happen to have something to do, so I'll say goodbye."

"No!" Gu Wenkang said with red eyes: "You can't let Chu Yunzhi and the others leave like this. Chen Ye slaughtered the revenge of Wujue Peak. You can't just let it go. Come and take down Chu Yunzhi and the others and avenge the elders of Wujue Peak."

As Gu Wenkang fell, someone blocked the door.
Chapter completed!