The sentence I am also desperate made Zhao Xiaoning almost burst out laughing, and chuckled: "Despair? What I want is to make you feel despair! Only in this way can you understand the feelings of those innocent people who were persecuted by you at the beginning, and I want you to die in despair." When he said this, Zhao Xiaoning's eyes already flashed with a cold and ruthless light.

These people will surely die, and nothing can shake their imminent fate.

"Brothers, explode!" someone spoke, his tone flat, apparently determined to blow himself up.

"Deputy Sect Master, do you want to explode together?"

Another voice sounded, and although he addressed the deputy sect master in his mouth, there was no usual respect in his tone, and there was even a little contempt. Now, it should be dead anyway, so why care about Langxing's feelings?

Lang Xing's lips twitched: "You guys explode first!"

Lang Xing didn't want to die, he finally became a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, how could he end his life in this way now? Although the power of the self-explosion of the strong man in the Jindan period was devastating, he still had a kind of luck in his heart, because even he didn't know if he could resist the power of so many masters to self-detonate.

Maybe you will die, but what if you survive?

Therefore, Lang Xing will not accompany them to die no matter what.

"If you want to die, sign up quickly, or I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Xiaoning burst out laughing. can force so many Jindan stage masters to choose to blow themselves up, and he also has a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Hearing this, the dozen or so Jindan stage masters all looked at their companions beside them, a look of determination flashed in their eyes, and all of them chose a tragic way to end their lives.

Yes, they never thought that one day they would choose to end their lives by blowing themselves up, but now they were the only ones who could choose to do so. There is no way, instead of waiting for death to come in pain and despair, Jindan self-destructing is the most decent and direct way.

In fact, death is not terrible, what is terrible is the process of waiting for death to come, and this process can destroy anyone.

The next moment, a brilliant pillar of light exploded in the main hall, dazzling. The dull voice was like the roar of the Thunder Gong in the sky, making the entire Purgatory Mountain tremble, and it seemed that it would be annihilated at any time.

The deafening loud noise directly shook those disciples who were weak in cultivation under the mountain and bled to death, there was no way, their cultivation was too shallow, and they couldn't withstand this force at all.

The situation in Purgatory Mountain was extremely tragic, because all the disciples who stayed behind died tragically, and it was not Zhao Xiaoning who killed them, but the real murderers were the more than ten Jindan stage powerhouses.

At the same time, the large hall on the top of the mountain turned into powder in an instant. Although the energy of the self-explosion of the more than a dozen Jindan stage powerhouses did not overflow, the air was strongly squeezed, and it was because of this that the hall would disappear.

Not only that, even Zhao Xiaoning suffered a lot of trauma, even if he had arranged a trapped formation before, he was still affected. His head was stunned, but fortunately he was strong, otherwise he would definitely be killed on the spot like those disciples of Purgatory Mountain.

"Did that infant old monster also die tragically?"

Zhao Xiaoning muttered, looking at the hall that had been razed to the ground, where there was a large pit hundreds of meters deep, and there was no one else.

Obviously, Langxing was also killed by the explosion. You must know that the power of the self-explosion of more than a dozen Jindan stage masters is extremely terrifying, although the array disk resisted the impact of the self-explosion, but it consumed more than six million spirit stones.

The price is a bit high, but Zhao Xiaoning likes this kind of behavior, and killed this nest of scourge without fighting them, what is it to spend six million spirit stones?

If he didn't spend so much money, who would know he had money?

Seeing that there were no living creatures on Purgatory Mountain, Zhao Xiaoning's heart moved, and the array returned to his hands.

Although there are no living beings on Purgatory Mountain, it does not mean that Zhao Xiaoning is leaving, he is going to bloody Purgatory Mountain, but everything valuable has to be brought back, after all, he came here to get the items that Purgatory Mountain has collected over the years.

Just as Zhao Xiaoning stepped away with his right foot and was about to leave, a faint light appeared in the depths of his pupils like lightning.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiaoning's face suddenly changed, becoming more dignified than ever before, and a sense of despair rose in his heart.

Lang Xing is not dead, this is his first baby!

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhao Xiaoning didn't expect Lang Xing to survive, although he lost his body, but for the old demon in the infancy stage, even if he lost his body, he could survive, as long as he found his body, he could take away the body of others, kill the soul of others, and thus control the body of others.

Before Zhao Xiaoning could react, the light directly sank into his eyebrows.

At the same time, Zhao Xiaoning let out a hysterical scream, holding his head in both hands, and kept rolling on the ground. Beads of sweat the size of beans continued to slide down his pale and hideous face.

Pain.

Zhao Xiaoning felt an unprecedented pain, as if 10,000 steel needles were piercing his head at the same time, and the feeling made him almost suffocate, and he couldn't describe it in words.

"Struggle and despair!"

Lang Xing's crazy laughter echoed in the depths of Zhao Xiaoning's mind, revealing the hideousness and cruelty that could not be concealed.

In fact, Lang Xing didn't know if he could survive, but fortunately, he won the bet and didn't choose Yuan Ying to blow himself up, otherwise how could he have escaped the catastrophe just now?

Recalling the experience just now, Lang Xing still felt panic in his heart, if it wasn't for him to protect his body with the power of the Yuan Infant, if it wasn't for his firm mind, he would definitely not have survived.

Although I lost my body, it was more important than anything else to be alive.

"Get out of my body!"

Zhao Xiaoning's eyes were bulging, and there were bloodshots. The pain was so intense that he clenched his fists, even if his nails pierced his palms.

"You, you have a dual-line spiritual root?"

Lang Xing exclaimed, and then laughed: "Blessing in disguise, blessing in disguise, you made me lose my body, but I got your body." Dual-line spiritual root, this is an invincible body that has never appeared in ancient times, and now it is obtained by Lao Tzu, this is simply a pie in the sky!"

Lang Xing was in a good mood, to be honest, his body was just a little better than that of ordinary monks, but there was no comparison in front of Zhao Xiaoning, which made him unable to calm down. He knew even more that Zhao Xiaoning's existence was born for himself, and once he occupied his body, he would be able to soar.

"Young man, don't struggle, with your spiritual power, you can't drive Lao Tzu's Yuan Ying out. Lang Xing laughed loudly.

Hearing this, the despair and helplessness in Zhao Xiaoning's heart became more and more intense, because even he didn't know what to do to live.

(End of chapter)

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