He asked several times, but the crowd was still silent.

"Is there no one?" the leader's face gradually sank, "There is such a big celebrity in your village, and no one is willing to admit his relatives?"

Looking around, he indifferently lifted a storage ring: "If anyone can provide clues, the money here will be all yours." "As soon as the spiritual power was slightly urged, a large number of spirit stones were sprinkled all over the ground, and the value was worth enough to be worth decades of hard work in farming.

In the face of this windfall, the villagers looked at each other a few times, and finally someone opened their mouths tremblingly: "My lord, but we really don't know the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor!"

"Yes, how can we have a chance to meet such a big figure as the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?

As he spoke, the eyes of these people were still looking towards the spirit stones on the ground, and their faces were full of greed that could not be hidden.

The leader's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly exchanged a few glances with the entourage beside him, and his expression finally became completely hideous.

"Since you don't know what to do, then I can only kill them one by one!" As he spoke, he pulled out a snow-bright long knife from his waist, causing Siye to exclaim. And the leader just sneered and slashed at the people in front of him.

The villagers' team was in chaos in an instant, screaming and fleeing from all sides, and several people panicked and crashed into each other on the spot, causing a scream. But how could this group of mortals be able to defeat the well-trained spirit cultivators, for a while, the light was white, and a row of long knives were erected on the periphery, which completely blocked everyone's way. In the chaos, Luo Laohan was pushed around in the crowd, even frightened, only to feel a palpitation, painfully grabbed the clothes on his chest, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Why do you kill people so casually!" Suddenly, a crisp children's voice sounded. Duan Ling couldn't stop it, and watched Luo Xiaoxing rush to the front of the queue, and coldly looked at one of the knife wielders with a hateful gaze.

The man didn't take a little child to heart, and was about to cut it off with a knife, but after a few more glances at Luo Xiaoxing, he suddenly frowned slightly, turned his head and said, "My lord, look at this child...... His appearance is simply a miniature version of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?"

If three years ago, Luo Xiaoxing's appearance was just pure cuteness, then now the outline of his face has gradually formed, and he has a faint bit of tough handsomeness. Coupled with that pair of sharp eyes, it is indeed a seven-point resemblance to Luo Di Xing.

As a result of this unexpected episode, the killing was halted for the time being. The rest of the villagers also looked at Luo Xiaoxing and the people opposite him in turn with confused and uneasy eyes.

On the other side, the leader squatted down, beckoned to Luo Xiaoxing in a friendly manner, and called, "Little friend, come here, are you the younger brother of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?"

Luo Xiaoxing stepped forward as he said, looked at him without flinching, and said coldly: "I don't recognize any Rakshasa Ghost Emperor." But my brother is the most powerful, if you dare to mess around here, my brother will definitely teach you a hard lesson!" As soon as the words fell, the fist suddenly swirled with a ball of spiritual power, and swung it out fiercely, hitting the leader in the abdomen!

Powerful energy fluctuations erupted, and the leader saw that he was young and too contemptuous at first, but at this time, he was caught off guard, and was actually repelled a few steps on the spot. When he came back to his senses, he squinted his gaze in surprise and joy, spat casually, raised his hand to his lips, and said with a cruel smile: "It seems that they are right!"

"In order to prevent leakage of news, all the other people in this village have been killed by me!"

More and more disciples drew their long knives and stabbed at the villagers. Luo Xiaoxing was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and his spiritual energy exploded with all his strength, rushing into the battle group and struggling to resist. He is quite flexible in his moves, and he knows a lot of spiritual skills, although the spiritual power accumulation is still lacking, but with all his strength, he can still cause a lot of interference to the enemy.

It was inconvenient for Duan Ling to stand by this time, and a layer of energy gauze was also exploded around his body, not only to protect Luo Xiaoxing and the villagers, but also to block the enemy, and the burden on his shoulders could be said to be extremely arduous. Therefore, Duan Ling also put aside his usual style of steady and steady fighting, and every time he made a move, he showed the strongest killing move, and clusters of spiritual power ripples swept away, and the continuous startled blood color temporarily constituted a fragile line of defense.

"Ten Thousand Sword Technique!" In Luo Xiaoxing's fight, Duan Ling pulled out a vacancy, his hands quickly sealed, and a huge spiritual power long sword was slowly taking shape behind his back. And this sword turned into tens of millions in the blink of an eye, forming an overwhelming sword shadow light curtain, surging towards the enemy in front of him.

Although this move was huge, Broken Ling was still defeated because of the weak foundation, and although all the disciples who were hit by the move were forced to retreat a few steps in unison, they were not seriously damaged. After hurriedly calming his breath, he raised his long knife again, and the attack became more violent.

The leader watched coldly from the sidelines, shook his head and sneered: "Ha, it is worthy of being a village from which the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor was born, and even the two little hairy children have such strong strength. ”

He saw very clearly that although these two children were not very old, they both had the strength of the Qi Gathering Level, especially the slightly older child, who had already reached the peak of the Ninth Stage of Qi Gathering, and it was just around the corner to break through to the Qi Condensation Level. Such a young genius is not uncommon among those first-class big forces, but it is really quite unusual to appear in such a small country and small village.

After laughing, the leader also narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then it is even more important to kill it as soon as possible...... Otherwise, let them grow up, and I'm afraid that they will be a Rakshasa Ghost Emperor again in the future!"

The chaotic battle situation is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

Since the casting of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, more than half of Duan Ling's spiritual power has been consumed, and the second half of the battle is almost entirely based on faith. Luo Xiaoxing's strength was even more limited, and when a large number of enemies swarmed up, the two of them were gradually outnumbered, and their movements to fight back became more and more stiff. Completely defeated, apparently in this moment.

After the defeat of the two of them, no one could stop the slaughter of the cultivators on the opposite side. This village will be completely destroyed in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, when you rush back and see such a dead village, I don't know what kind of expression will you show?" The leader seemed to anticipate the picture in the near future, and suddenly burst into a burst of crazy laughter, "You want to destroy us...... Even if all of our sects die at your hands in the end, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

In the intertwined blood light, in front of the village gate a few feet away, a flame ignited out of thin air, and the flames rolled several times, and soon turned into a human form. The conspicuous red hair fluttered in the wind, like a red flame. Leisurely staring at the fierce fight in the village, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

The man appeared out of thin air, but no one noticed him, as if he were in a different dimension. The temperament is scattered and incompatible with the scene in front of you. It wasn't until the final slaughter was about to begin that he slowly raised his hands, and a fiery dragon flew out in an instant, enveloping the village in a few blinks of an eye. The houses, the warring sides, were completely drowned in a raging fire......

***

When Luo Dixing rushed back to the village, all he saw was ruins.

The blood was in disarray, and mutilated corpses were everywhere. Many of them were charred and unrecognizable. Everywhere in the village, clusters of unextinguished flames still danced, as if they were still proving the fierceness of the previous battle.

Luo Dixing's eyes darkened, and the whole person took a crooked step at this moment. After a long time, he tried his best to restrain the vibration in his heart, took a step, and slowly stepped into this deserted village.

Broken arms and ruins, crooked and charred corpses...... He grew up here, and even though he has been away for many years, the distribution of those houses is the one he is most familiar with. He still remembered that he had fought in front of this house and practiced in front of that house...... But now, all that is gone is that there is only a protruding wooden pillar, on which the unfinished flames cling, and every now and then a few wisps of charred black are scattered......

The deeper he walked, the more Luo Dixing's pupils continued to expand.

At this time, he is no longer the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor who terrifies the whole world, he is just a young man who stands in front of the ruins of his hometown, not knowing where his relatives are, and is defeated by remorse and sadness.

Cold, bone-chilling cold. The helplessness he felt at this moment even exceeded the time when he had just stepped into the spiritual cultivation realm, when he was the weakest and everyone could crush him at will...... than when he was tormented in the Windswept Stream...... The power of the peak of the third order of Tongtian was enough to make him proud of the power of the current generation, and in the face of life and death, it all turned into a joke.

"Hey...... Are they still alive? tell me they're still alive?" Luo Dixing muttered to himself. It seemed to be talking to someone who didn't exist, or he was complaining to the heavens, to the cold god.

"If something really happens to them, even if they turn the ghost world upside down, I must ......"

Luo Dixing's stumbling steps suddenly stopped at a certain moment. The eyes that were full of despair just now were once again murderous, and they turned their heads suddenly, just to meet another close sight!

In front of him was a young man in red clothes and red hair. Wearing a piece of flame armor, his body seems to be made of flames, and it seems that he can turn back into flames at any moment. He didn't know how long he had been standing here, but when he saw Luo Dixing turn his head, he immediately smiled friendly and took the initiative to bow his hand: "Brother Rakshasa, I have admired my name for a long time." ”

"I'll introduce myself first. Under Luo Di Xing's cold gaze, the man still looked as usual, and continued: "Junior brother is one of the four hells, the master of the lava hell, the Flame Ghost Emperor. ”

The corners of Luo Dixing's eyes slanted slightly: "Flame...... Ghost Emperor?" and his brows furrowed deeply at this time, as if he had seen a dead fly.

The young man who called himself the Flame Ghost Emperor smiled faintly: "Looking at Brother Rakshasa's expression, I know that you have misunderstood, my name is not intended to be imitated, but just ......"

Luo Dixing interrupted: "I don't want to hear you say this now!" His eyes swept towards the village, and he said tentatively: "...... this village?"

The Flame Ghost Emperor smiled: "Of course this village is ......" deliberately paused slightly, as if he still wanted to hang his appetite, but under Luo Dixing's murderous gaze, he quickly relented, and shrugged his shoulders a little flatteringly: "...... I didn't cause it!"

This time, he seemed to have learned well, and he continued without much delay: "Those people are not the opponents of Brother Rakshasa and they actually started with your villagers, so despicable, I really can't look past them, so I will help you solve them by the way." As for your villagers, don't worry, I've moved them to a safe place. ”

Luo Dixing directly ignored his smile of "Grace and Hope", and then spoke in a cold voice: "Take me over." ”

The Flame Ghost Emperor nodded, spread out one hand, and made a "please" gesture.

"Then please Brother Rakshasa and move me to lava hell. ”

Luo Dixing followed without thinking about it. On the way, the Flame Ghost Emperor was still chattering, telling the origin of his name, Luo Dixing was full of irritability when he heard it, and he broke off in one gulp: "Shut up!"

This Flame Ghost Emperor didn't know if he was born talkative, or if he had the intention to provoke him, and he kept having nothing to say along the way. Even if Luo Dixing doesn't answer, he is talking to himself, and he can enjoy himself.

It wasn't until the two of them finally arrived at the Lava Hell that the Flame Ghost Emperor led him to one of the caves, Luo Di Xing looked at him coldly, although he was the Lord of the Yin Wind Hell, he had never visited the other three hells. At first arrival, it is also a little fresh.

In terms of layout alone, it is a bit like a human palace, with a bright red carpet on the ground, carved beams, and a partition arranged in an orderly manner on the corridor.

As one of the four hells, the original lava hell has always been known for its heat and heat, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to endure the high temperature here. But this cave mansion is arranged with a room temperature barrier. As you walk, the surrounding flame pool seems to be completely cut off from the outside world, and even mortals can live here freely.

The Flame Ghost Emperor followed him, and kept introducing him to the fact that these rooms were occupied by his villagers, and that the largest and most luxurious room at the end was occupied by his father and younger brother. As he spoke, he smiled waiting for a compliment, meaning, "Look, I've thought about it thoughtfully, right?"

Luo Dixing didn't have time to talk to him, walked hurriedly, and quickly pushed open the closed door.

Before that, he had thought about whether there would be a murderous motive behind this door, and the spiritual power around him was already ready to be launched. But when the door was completely pushed open, looking at the spacious bedroom in front of him, the luxurious bed, and the thin old man lying on the bed, his outgoing killing intent dissipated without a trace in an instant.

"Daddy......" slowly spit out the word from Luo Dixing's mouth. Stiffly moving his steps, he came to his father's bed step by step. And the Flame Ghost Emperor leaned against the door frame, obliquely glancing at the scene in the room where the father and son reunited.

In the previous raid, Luo Laohan was frightened, and the wind chill quickly turned serious. Knowing that his bedridden appearance would inevitably frighten his son, he quickly turned his head slightly and showed a soothing smile at Luo Dixing.

Dressed in a gorgeous robe, with a noble expression and a natural majesty, he is the famous Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, and he ...... He is also his own son.

"I know you've always wanted to become stronger, to stand at the apex of the Spirit Continent, but for me, as long as you ...... well," Luo Laohan smiled weakly, raised a dry palm, and gently pulled Luo Dixing's sleeve, "It's enough." ”

Luo Dixing was slightly stunned, thinking that since he stepped into the spiritual cultivation realm, every time he faced the enemy, he was indeed fighting with his life. In that life-and-death battle, he forgot that his life not only belonged to him, but also his family, and his family would be worried about him......

In front of Luo Laohan's bed, Luo Dixing was silent for a moment, bent his knees slightly, and knelt down deeply, his robe spread on his side.

The world-famous Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, the sky can't let him bend, and the earth can't let him bend, but at this moment, he is willing to kneel to his father.

Seeing this move, the Flame Ghost Emperor outside the door was shocked, and his body stiffened a little.

"Dad, it's all children who are not filial. In the future, I will never let you bear, be shocked, suffer, and be afraid for me!"

(End of chapter)