Chapter 447: Burning the Golden Flame 3

Even if it is guilt and regret, those people are a thing of the past after all, and they cannot allow the evil spirits to turn the peaceful continent that they have now bought at a huge price into a hell of death. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lou Jia closed his eyes and calmed the complicated feelings in his heart slightly.

His face was a determined color, but it was a little unstable under the naked gaze of the evil spirit.

All evil is not innate, they destroyed the Wu clan 10,000 years ago, and now the evil spirit wants to make death spread all over the continent, which one is not the result of being forced.

Not all good is good. Only by protecting the side that you think is good as much as possible, the good that can harm others is already an evil in itself.

The world can't make a choice, and since you choose to protect one side, you must be prepared to be hated by the other side. People are small, how can they have both sides at the same time? Impossible.

Although Ruga's words were determined, they were nothing more than an indifferent matter to the evil spirits. After all, now, everyone is helpless under his dense dead air.

"Do you think the deity will give you a chance to seal the deity again? Hahahaha! It's ridiculous! Where are those two people? Hand it over! ”

The purpose of the evil spirit's trip is Huang Bing and the evil spirit, although he imprisoned Lou Mo, but Lou Jia is still there. Ever since Lou Jia appeared on the Gods and Demons Continent, he knew that he would tell the two little dolls how to deal with him. In that case, how could he let go of Huang Bing and Shen Xichen and wait until they succeeded to kill him.

"Less nonsense! You thought we'd tell you! ”

Huang Yu gritted his teeth and looked at him, even if he was crushed, he would defend this place. How can this evil demon succeed?

The evil spirit turned his face, his eyes forced to look at Huang Yu, and with a wave of his hand, the black qi in his hand leaked out, stretching into a line to trap him. As his hand moved upward, his body floated upwards as well.

"Stinky boy, you think you still have a choice! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

With a flick of his hand, the phoenix feather was thrown out.

Lou Jia's brows furrowed deeply, and his hands were clenched, a little indignant.

"Do whatever you want, just come to me. What happened back then was also done by us, and it has nothing to do with them, so why should you attack them. ”

He took a step forward, alone in front of everyone, not a tall back but looking extremely reassuring. However, how could others let him face it alone. They also took a step forward and stood with Louga again.

"Even if something was wrong at the beginning, you have been an evil spirit for so long, are there still fewer people who have harmed?"

Those who were infected by him with his death breath, they are not just as innocent. To this day, I can't remember how many people died because of the madness of lifelessness and mutation.

The resentment that wafted in the abyss of the Earth Demon was many times thicker than they had imagined. How can such retribution be reconciled? Moreover, to regard death as eternal life is to go against the way of heaven.

The demon ignored the man who spoke, and just looked at Lou Jia, wanting to hear him tell him about the whereabouts of Huang Bing and Shen Xichen.

But Lou Jia won't say, don't say that the girl is the core of this disaster. In addition to this layer of identity, the fact that she is his nephew also makes it impossible for Lou Jia to expose her.

"Hahahaha! You and Lou Mo are worthy of being brothers, and even their tempers are so similar. ”

Speaking of Lou Mo, Lou Jia quickly raised his head and looked directly at the evil spirit, his eyes were a little anxious.

"What did you do to them?"

"They're good."

The demon's blood-red eyes shone with a cruel light. With a wave of his hand, a picture appeared in front of everyone.

In that picture, Lou Mo and the old god king and the old god queen were all hanged, and the fire was blazing below.

The evil spirit died in the fire, so he tortured others in this way.

"Damn!"

Mo Linyao stared at the scene, his eyes split. Seeing his father and mother suffer, his unscrupulous son couldn't do anything.

The evil spirit rolled his eyes, looked at Mo Linyao, and began his temptation again.

"As soon as you tell where those two people are, I'll let them go."

seems to be a very cost-effective business, exchanging the whereabouts of two people for the lives of three people, no matter how you look at it, it is a business that will not suffer losses. But how could Mo Linyao be the kind of villain who betrayed others?

He looked at the evil spirit with disgust, his gaze seemed to condense into a real murderous aura, and he wanted to shatter it in an instant.

"Don't think!"

With a painful struggle on his face, Yaojin's eyes were clouded with a layer of mist, and he didn't look away, no longer looking at the heartbreaking scene.

He is a god-king, and since he is a king, he must keep what everyone wants, so as to live up to their trust.

If the same difficult choice was placed in front of the old god king, he would be like Mo Linyao.

Even though they were imprisoned by evil spirits and scorched by fire, there was not a trace of flinch or fear on the faces of the old god king and god queen. Fearlessly face the flaming forn, and admonish everyone who is king.

The king shoulders a responsibility and a mission. How can you disappoint your subjects because of your own affairs?

Father, mother, forgive the child for being unfilial......

"Hahahaha!" The evil spirit didn't seem to expect Mo Linyao to refuse, and his blood-colored eyes were full of irony. "You chose it!"

He glanced at the scene, and the dark blue flames sprang up like ghostly fire, instantly engulfing the old god king and the one behind him. That piece of inky blue, the end is cold and cold.

Mo Linyao's body shook, and the surging hatred and killing were forced out. With a flip of the palm, the sword was already in hand, and a holy white halo enveloped the sword, as if to draw a dazzling line in the sky between swings.

Lou Jia didn't have time to stop it, Mo Linyao had already rushed out with his sword. On the neck, arms, and backs of hands, there are exposed green tendons jumping up. Hatred and anger are like flash floods, powerless to stop them, and they are venting thousands of miles.

"Suffer death!"

The god king who stood above the people and overlooked the world also launched a frenzy at this moment, and the long sword raised was waved one after another, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, splitting the sky and the earth.

Facing the oppression of evil spirits for many days, I was worried and anxious, and now I have all exploded.

Divine power streaked across the sky with a dazzling light, causing the cornices to shake the rubble. The wind is blowing, but it is no match for the darkness of death.

It has long been said that evil spirits are another kind of eternal life, and even the divine power of light, which is opposed to darkness, cannot play a substantial role. As long as there is grief and resentment, the evil spirit will not die.

"Be careful!" The people below saw Mo Linyao's frantic movements, and they all sweated. When had they ever seen him have such a restless moment? It is also that this evil spirit is too rampant for anyone to bear.

"We're here to help you!"