Chapter 389: The Culprit

Seeing the feather arrow approaching quickly, the old man sighed secretly, his heart full of despair.

He knew in his heart that with his own slight cultivation, with the help of the power of this formation, he might be able to trap the dance for a while. And once the crisis comes from the outside, with the power of his Jindan consummation, there is not much power to resist at all. Instead of dying and struggling, it is better to have a good time, which can be regarded as a relief for yourself.

"Don't kill him!" Wuyou frowned, and hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

She had no grudge against the old man, although he wanted to put himself to death, but he was only suffering from the Nine-Tails and was bent on revenge. If it were someone else, it would naturally be a killing, but for Wuyou, killing such a person who has no grudges is always a little unbearable.

Hearing the sound of dancing and shouting, the feather arrow suddenly struck, and then the arrow turned, and instantly fell to the barricade. The feather arrow did not penetrate like the previous thunderbolt, but pierced halfway through it and then suddenly stopped, and then a black light flashed, emitting a deafening roar.

The feather arrow burst in an instant, turning into a force of impact, surging out in all directions along the barrier. Under the force of this impact, the originally hard barrier became fragile at this time, and it barely lasted a few breaths before it was directly torn apart and collapsed.

The immediate effect was not so much about how powerful the arrow was, but because the external defense of the formation was insufficient, leaving a chance for the Immortal Envoy to make a move.

The formation was broken, and the cultivation of the formation was maintained around, and it was instantly eaten by the power of the collapse of the formation. The old man bore the brunt of the attack, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered back a dozen steps. His face turned pale in an instant.

As for the envoy, he did not continue to move, nor did he show his form. The order given to him by his master is to protect Wuyou, as long as Wuyou is not in a life-and-death crisis, he will not help at will. As for just now, if Wuyou didn't take the initiative to speak, he didn't even have the heart to help.

Wu You knew this attitude of the underworld envoy, but he didn't care too much about it. If it weren't for the crisis just now, there would be no way to deal with it for a while. Wuyou is also reluctant to ask for help.

Glancing at the location of the Underworld. Wuyou then withdrew his gaze, and with a quick flash of his feet, he was in front of the old man in the blink of an eye. The old man was seriously injured and had no power to fight back. Full of resentment, he glanced at Wuyou. Grunted angrily.

"You killed thousands of my ancestors when you did. Let this radius of a hundred miles almost become a place of purgatory. Now that I am in your hands, I no longer desire to be spared. I only hope that you will have the virtue of a good life in the heavens, and don't embarrass those innocent people again! ”

Wuyou shook his head and sighed softly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have to solemnly explain that I am not the person I was back then." As for the breath on my body, it is not a sentence or two that can be explained, and when you see the Lord in the future, you will naturally understand the reason. ”

Speaking of this, Wuyou paused, didn't explain more, turned around and floated away.

The old man was slightly stunned, and looked at Wuyou away in a daze, and a trace of doubt flashed on his face: "Why didn't she kill me, is it really like she said, what happened back then has nothing to do with her." Otherwise, with her personality back then, she would never be so merciful and let me survive this hidden danger.

can be said to have nothing to do with her, but she still has the breath of the people of the past. This is the identification of those resentful spirits, and there is no possibility of error.

Could it be that she let me go this time because she had other purposes and a bigger conspiracy! ”

Thinking of this, the old man's face changed again, and he waved his hand to the cultivators who were gradually surrounding him: "Everyone return immediately, move all the people away from here, and go as far as possible!" ”

"If you want to leave at this time, isn't it a little late?" As soon as the old man's voice fell, the voice of a woman with a cold voice sounded, and the voice was full of coldness.

"Who are you?" The old man's face turned pale, and he suddenly turned back to look at the place where the voice sounded.

A hundred feet away from the old man, a man and a woman stood side by side. The woman was dressed in red, bright as blood, and the man flashed in a snow-white robe, with an air of dust. The two of them stood still, and there was no cultivation on their bodies, but the feeling to everyone in front of them was like two mountains, giving people a deep sense of depression.

Hearing the old man ask, the man in white was disdainful, but the corner of the woman's mouth curled, and she sneered: "Who am I?" Haven't you been looking for me, I came by myself, why don't you seem to be welcome! ”

"Who the hell are you?" Glancing at the woman, the old man confirmed that he had not seen the other party, let alone looked for her.

The woman shook her head, and did not answer directly, but cultivated slightly, exuding a hint of secret. At the moment when this breath emanated, a terrible roar suddenly sounded. The wind howled, and the earth shook slightly.

Seeing such a change, the old man's face flashed with horror, his eyes stared at the woman in red, and he trembled: "It's you, it turns out that the real culprit is you!" ”

"Yes, it's me, what can you do to me!" The woman smiled coldly, not looking at the other party in the slightest.

"I'm going to kill you!" The old man gritted his teeth with hatred.

"If you want to kill me, then you have to see if you have the ability!" The woman in red pursed her lips, her face full of disdain.

"Mei'er, you better let them go! You have finally been reincarnated and resurrected, and you must not recreate and kill evil, so as not to attract the attention of the heavenly court and repeat the mistakes of the past. The man in white frowned and said softly.

The woman shook her head: "Don't say it, I know what I'm doing." After being trapped for so many years, I figured out one thing. The reason why I was hunted down by Heaven back then, and I ended up dying, was not because I killed too much. It's that I'm not ruthless enough to make myself completely strong in the shortest possible time.

So this time, I want to protect myself in the shortest possible time. At the very least, I want to practice the Blood Demon Dafa to the extreme, so that even if I don't break through the Golden Immortal, I can still send out the power of the Golden Immortal. Only in this way, when facing the pursuit of the Heavenly Court, can I have the qualification to live. ”

"Mei'er, why are you doing this!" The man smiled wryly.

"What, do you feel sorry for these people? If you want to stop me, kill me, or don't follow behind me and chatter like flies. ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and shook his head helplessly: "Mei'er, I know that you have resentment in your heart, but this has nothing to do with these ordinary people, why do you want to kill again." ”

"Unrelated? Hmph, didn't you see that they had already prepared the formation, just waiting for my target to fall into the trap. She is a woman's kindness, and she can let her enemies live, but for me, this is not possible! (To be continued......)