In the western valley of the Lingyuan Continent, because it was the middle of winter, the vegetation in the valley had also withered, and the remaining snow made the valley white.

A pool of bright red blood looked so dazzling on the white snow.

The figure in the luxurious brocade robe staggered, barely stood on its feet, and then continued to walk forward.

Behind him, there was a corpse lying on the ground, with round eyes and a face full of unwillingness.

This guy who died in battle is not an unknown person, his name is Lannister, he ranks twenty-four in the standings, and because he chose to help the Divine Court from a very early stage, he now has a very high status in the Divine Court, and has been helped by many secret treasures.

In his heart, although he ranked twenty-four, except for a handful of fierce people on the list, there should be no one on the list who was his opponent.

But now, he died at the hands of 21st in the standings.

To his shame and despair, although he managed to inflict heavy losses on his opponent in the fight, he never saw any hope of defeating him. In other words, the gap between him and his opponent is not a star and a half at all.

The brocade-robed man swallowed a pill and hurried up the hill in front of him, as if he was anxious about something.

As soon as he crossed the hill, he saw a slender figure running towards him.

It was a slightly young woman, wearing an orange fairy dress, she was supposed to be a spotless fairy, but now she was indeed embarrassed, with tears on her face.

"Senior Brother Wake Alone." When the woman saw that the man in the brocade robe was still alive, she immediately cried bitterly, she staggered two steps, and threw herself directly into the other party's arms.

Chen Duxing's heart sank, he held the woman, and then looked down the hill.

This little girl is the youngest disciple of Zuihualou, Lu Die'er, who was originally a lively and naughty little sister, at this time the pear blossom brought rain, her eyes were red, she choked up with grief: "Senior Brother An Yifei is dead, Master... Master is also dead! Lu Die'er couldn't cry anymore.

Chen Duxing's body trembled, his pupils dilated, and green tendons floated from his forehead.

He patted Lu Die'er on the back and said, "You run away, I'll go and avenge the master." ”

Lu Die'er gritted her teeth and choked up, and said, "Senior Sister Yao asked you to leave quickly, saying that you are not the opponent of the Si Ming." ”

"No, I'm not leaving." Chen Duxing let go of Lu Die'er, his face was as cold as frost, his eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to kill my master, I will make that guy never be able to live forever!" ”

Chen Duxing rushed out and walked through a forest in front of him.

In this forest, there are many corpses, including the corpses of the deacons of the divine court and the corpses of the gods. Of course, there were also some young disciples in bright robes, they were all disciples of the Drunken Flower Building, they were in the prime of their lives, like delicate flowers, but now they were lying on the ground, their bodies were covered with blood, and they had long since lost their breath.

Chen Duxing saw An Yifei's corpse, this junior brother who likes to talk and laugh and has a straightforward temper has chatted with Chen Duxing many times, although Chen Duxing doesn't pay much attention to him, he still talks to this Tianwalker senior brother about the north and south of the world at every opportunity.

It's just that Chen Duxing will never hear it again in the future. He reached out and brushed An Yifei's wide-eyed eyes, then ran forward again.

In front of the forest, there was a middle-aged man with his hands on his chest standing there, it was a Divine Court Executioner, named Chu Mingbo, and opposite him were several disciples of the Drunken Flower Building, all of whom had been injured.

Seeing Chen Du wake up, a hint of discoloration flashed in Chu Mingbo's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Lannister has practiced several secret techniques of my Divine Court, but he still hasn't been able to defeat you. ”

Among the few remaining disciples in the Drunken Flower Building, Yao Baifeng stood at the front, but her snow-white dress had already fallen with a lot of blood, as if it was blooming with cold plums.

Yao Baifeng's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were bloody, she looked at Chen Duxing and shook her head sadly.

Chen Duxing just looked behind Yao Baifeng, surrounded by several Drunken Flower Building disciples, there was a corpse there.

It was a middle-aged woman, named Xiao Chenglan, who was the third elder of the Drunken Flower Building, and also Chen Duxing's master.

The master, who was usually strict and often yelling, was lying on the snow at this time, very quiet.

Chen Duxing is not a sentimental person, let alone a person who would gamble his life to do anything for the sake of unnecessary people.

It stands to reason that Xiao Chenglan is an unnecessary person, she is just a plot character in the game world, and with her entering the Xuan Pole, these three elders don't have much to teach themselves

If you die, you die, so what?

Chen Duxing thought for a while, and then suddenly lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled, and he seemed to smile.

Chu Mingbo frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly: "The master is dead, and the same door has suffered heavy casualties, you can still laugh out loud, as an outsider, I am ashamed of you." ”

Chen Duxing slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Mingbo.

At this time, Chen Duxing's face was covered with black patterns, and there was a little bit of ghostly light, and his eyes didn't know when they turned pure black, without a little white, but he couldn't see the pupils, he could only see that there seemed to be a flower bud looming in his eyes on the left and right.

Chen Duxing, whose mouth was raised, was full of a strange and cold aura.

"Bastard thing!" Chu Mingbo's heart trembled at first, and then he was furious, and scolded: "It's not enough for a demon girl to have a flower tea in the drunken flower building, you guy has also cultivated death qi to such an extent, if you don't get rid of you, wouldn't it be another disaster that endangers the world!" ”

Chen Duxing didn't seem to speak to him, but said indifferently: "Whether it is this world or the original world, there are not many people who can teach me Chen Duxing, and even fewer people can be called Master by me. ”

"Arrogant junior, what if I kill your master?" Chu Mingbo jumped in one step, his qi skyrocketed, and he shouted: "Just by virtue of your realm, you still want to avenge your master?" ”

"Be careful!" Yao Baifeng exhaled.

"I wanted to kill you to comfort Master's spirit in the sky, but I decided to forget it." Chen Duxing's body was full of life, a black lotus flower bloomed at his feet, and then the petals the size of the fan flew towards Chu Mingbo one by one.

Although Chu Mingbo was also afraid of death, his cultivation was too much stronger than Chen Duxing, and he easily knocked off the petals one by one, and he sneered: "If you can't kill me, what can you do?" ”

"I will sacrifice you to be my dead spirit, so that you will live in pain for the rest of your life." Chen Duxing laughed fiercely, and the buds in his eyes suddenly opened.

Chu Mingbo subconsciously glanced at it, and then felt that the flowers blooming in those eyes were instantly imprinted in his mind, and his heart trembled in an instant, and he was stiff and difficult to move, so he could only secretly say bad.

It was two cold roses, blooming in Chen Duxing's eyes.

Chen Duxing stepped forward, but did not step on the snow, because a black lotus flower grew from the ground and was supporting Chen Duxing's feet.

Chen Duxing walked in front of Chu Mingbo.

He stretched out his hand and roughly clasped it on Chu Mingbo's face.

Chu Mingbo's eyes shook dramatically, and after several efforts, the sense of spiritual oppression and imprisonment was finally loosened.

He couldn't believe that he was being controlled by a spirit master who was lower than him, he was extremely angry, and when he felt what Chen Duxing was going to do, he was even more angry, and this anger was mixed with a trace of fear that pointed directly at his soul.

The restraint loosened a little, and Chu Mingbo raised his left hand and smashed it into Chen Duxing's abdomen with a punch.

Chen Duxing's body was shocked, and his legs moved back half a step, but his hand did not let go of Chu Mingbo's head.

Chu Mingbo struggled and smashed another punch into Chen Duxing's chest.

The sharp qi came out of his body, and the clothes behind Chen Duxing broke through a big hole, and the strength was still residual and spread into the air, evaporating the snowflakes, and a milky white vortex air flow appeared behind Chen Duxing, and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Duxing spat out a large mouthful of blood and sprayed it on his own hands and Chu Mingbo's face.

Chu Mingbo felt that his vitality was passing, but he couldn't break free from this palm.

He threw a punch with all his strength again.

Chen Duxing's body shook violently, his legs became weak, and he almost fell to the ground. The blood spit out this time was very viscous, and it was no longer even bright red, but turned black.

The black blood evaporated in an instant, turning into a dead qi that swirled around Chen Duxing, and even the scattered snowflakes around him were instantly dyed black.

Chu Mingbo felt so frightened for the first time in his life, he raised his head and wanted to punch, but he found that his steel-solid arms seemed to be deflated, and they became weak.

"No... No..."Chu Mingbo's Zhongzheng loud voice also became hoarse and low at this time, as if he was a terminally ill old man.

His hair was rapidly turning gray, the folds on his face were increasing, and his majestic eyes were protruding from their sockets.

Chen Duxing stared at him with a pair of glowing pupils, and his five fingers seemed to grow on Chu Mingbo's face, and the dead qi wrapped around it was exhausting Chu Mingbo's vitality little by little.

Chu Mingbo looked at the man wrapped in death, with strange lines on his face and black eyes with roses, as if he had seen a Yaksha demon in hell.

His skin was still almost dry, but at this moment Chu Mingbo calmed down, and he said with his last strength: "So vicious... Your soul... Yes... He who goes to hell..."

"And your soul." Chen Duxing said indifferently: "I can't go anywhere." ”

The glow in Chen Duxing's eyes rose again, and suddenly countless dead qi surged towards Chu Mingbo from Chen Duxing's palm, and those dead qi seemed to be alive, from Chu Mingbo's eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils into Chu Mingbo's head.

After a while, Chen Duxing let go of his hand, and Chu Mingbo's withered body slowly fell.

And as soon as Chen Duxing raised his hand, Chu Mingbo's soul... Stripped from the corpse.

Under the dead air, the spirit had a hideous expression, opened its mouth, and wailed silently.

Under the sacrifice of necromancy, the soul of this divine court commander will never be dispersed, as a puppet is wantonly driven by Chen Duxing, and he will also have to endure endless pain.

"If you see it, you must scold me for being vicious and not doing it in the right way." Chen Duxing dissipated the dead aura on his body, his face was pale, his eyes were tired, he slowly sat down on the ground, and muttered, "Master..."

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