Nearly a hundred pairs of eyes are looking at this place at this moment.

They watched as the sharp knife cut through the skin, and blood flowed down. The next moment, they will see their familiar companions, their comrades-in-arms, die in front of them!

Some people retracted their gaze and witnessed countless lives and deaths, but it was still difficult for them to face their friends, their brothers, and their comrades-in-arms, and their heads were cut off alive in front of them.

In the crowd, Huofeng Xuanwu and the others had their eyes wide open, almost baring their teeth. There was endless anger in the eyes, endless anger. A trace of murderous aura condensed on his face. However, they are so powerless about all this.

The aura of the whole body was sealed, and the acupuncture points everywhere were controlled. They can't control their own bodies, even if they see their brothers, friends, and comrades die, what can they do? Even if their mouths can only be opened at this time, their throats seem to be stuffed with a coal, and they are so uncomfortable that it is difficult to say a word.

Huo Feng and the others were full of helplessness and powerlessness in their hearts: "Those cultivators are too powerful. This kind of strength of ours, in the hands of these cultivators, is like a young child, and there is no power to fight back. Zhang Zhenren has not shown up so far, maybe Zhang Zhenren has no certainty of victory in the face of so many cultivators......"

These cultivators are too powerful, so powerful that people feel powerless.

More than a dozen of them, with the help of Zhang Daoran, successfully entered the Dao and awakened the supernatural bloodline, but unfortunately, more than a dozen people joined forces, and before these cultivators moved, more than a dozen people were already controlled.

Life and death are not up to you... Fate fell into someone else's hands so easily.

Now it's the Void Mystery Dao Master, and then it's going to be themselves. There will also be those who will be slaughtered like livestock. In this kind of fate, if the Nine Spirits God Tuge Xiangping doesn't say it, they will be cut off by someone...... Huo Feng and the others have no doubt about this.

Huofeng and the others suddenly remembered that just half a month ago, near the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a Taoist temple and more than a dozen cultivators had their heads cut off...... There was no trace of a fight, and they were, and had been there, to scout.

"These demons!"

A trace of sadness appeared on the faces of Huo Feng and the others, a few months ago, they were still very unfamiliar with the word cultivator, and they had never seen it. Today, a few months later, I didn't expect the cultivator to see it. It's not Zhang Zhenren on Lake Island, the true cultivation of that kind of Dao, but a group of demons.

"You don't have to look at me with such eyes" The matter ......of cutting off the head seemed to be an interesting game in the eyes of Ling Tian and the others. The reaction of Huo Feng and the others, Ling Tian didn't look at it, and he could sense it: "Later, you will taste this kind of taste......

Even if it was a sharp knife, cutting the skin on the neck, cutting off the muscles, and blood flowing, the green dragon and the empty Xuandao chief did not say a word. The sharp knife does not seem to be cutting their flesh, but other people's flesh.

Huo Feng and the others were even more murderous in their eyes.

Ling Tian smiled slightly: "In the cultivation world, it is the law of the jungle. In the world of cultivators, there is no distinction between high and low, there are no privileged people, as long as you have strong strength, you can do whatever you want, and no one dares to restrain you. Even if you are a demon, others can only envy you......"

This is the world of cultivation!

The world where Ling Tian and the others live!

Huo Feng and the others felt a chill in their hearts, and they felt a trace of fear: "What a cruel world!"

"Look... Now the knife has cut through the skin, and the muscle is about to be cut. When the time comes, you only need to use a slight force to unscrew the entire head. You will see a fountain of blood fly into the sky. There was a bloodthirst at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth: "Now that any of you have said where the Nine Spirits Divine Diagram is, these two people don't have to die, and you don't have to die... When I get the Nine Spirits Divine Map, I'll leave immediately!"

Where is the Nine Spirits Divine Map?

Some people were moved......

If you say where the Nine Spirits Divine Diagram is, you don't have to die.

It's just, where is the Nine Spirits Divine Map?

Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Ge Xiangping, their eyes full of longing. At this moment, some people may think, is the divine map important, or is human life important? As the saying goes: human life is at stake, and the organization is still that organization without the divine map. And the organization will dissipate without these people.

Ling Tian also glanced at Ge Xiangping, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Killing people in person may not be a deterrent. And the slow knife cuts the flesh, bit by bit of pain, some people who are not strong-willed will definitely not be able to bear it. Not everyone can be like Ge Xiangping, like Qinglong, like the head of the Empty Xuan Dao, and can die generously without changing his face.

This is the human heart!

In the face of interests, you may lose your mind. In the face of death, there is an absolute yearning for survival.

It's a pity that hundreds of people have imprisoned the right to speak, and Ge Xiangping is bent on dying. The courtyard was silent, and there was not a single sound. There was only a knife, and the sound of rubbing against the flesh was like a demon, dancing in front of your eyes.

"No one spoke?" The smile on Ling Tian's face remained unchanged, looking sunny and dashing, under the appearance of a man in his twenties. He looks very handsome, but it makes the members of the organization feel that this is a demon......

"Cut off your head...... These stubborn things ......"

Ling Tian's face was grim, and a faint murderous aura emerged.

Those two lynched cultivators, with a flash of light on their knives, were about to cut off the heads of Qinglong and the Void Xuan Dao Chief. At this time, a gust of fragrant wind blew in his face, and a faint coquettish voice also came: "Ling Tian stop, didn't you say that you won't kill people?"

Familiar voices came, familiar smells came.

The people in the organization in the courtyard were in a beating heart, and they looked at it incredibly like a voice coming from a voice: "Fox!"

The fool also knew that there was something in the fox girl's words, revealing important information: "The fox is the person in the organization that Ling Tian said about them!"

Fox is a traitor to the organization.

Fox, betrayed them.

Fox, how can you be a traitor?

"No wonder the people in the organization, except for the old man who guards the door, only Fox Mei did not appear here. It's not that these cultivators haven't been found, and we're still secretly glad that there are still people in the organization who don't have to die...... Unexpectedly, Fox Mei, betrayed us!"

My heart instantly froze, and infinite despair welled up. Fox, the core staff of this organization, knows a lot of their secrets.

The taste of betrayal instantly occupied my heart, and at this time there was no hatred, no killing intent, only endless sadness: "Why, it will be the fox who betrays us?"

Within the organization, there are two alternative existences.

One is the fire phoenix, and the other is the fox. Huo Feng is high and cold, and has always been quiet and does not communicate with them much. Fox is enthusiastic and seemingly unrestrained, but in fact, there is a little girl's plot in her heart, and every person in the organization actually has the most good impression of Fox Mei......

Dressed formally, the fox in white clothes has changed her previous clothes to be exposed. Slowly walked into the courtyard. Ignoring the people in the courtyard directly, a pair of eyes, without the previous foxy temperament, stared at Ling Tian, and his language was cold and abnormal: "You guys let these people go, I know where the Nine Spirits Divine Map is!"