This is also a hotel-like mountain resort that is used to entertain guests staying overnight.

The guests entertained by the villa were representatives from the Taoist sect.

The mountain villa, which should have been brightly lit and lively, is now dark.

The wind stirs the flowers and trees of the lodge, making a quiet rustling sound.

If you stop and sniff carefully, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

This smell of blood, followed up by the large slaughterhouses that were working. It's just that the slaughterhouses in this slaughterhouse are not pigs, cows, sheep and chickens, but human beings.

"Crazy! Do-jae-o, you're a lunatic! ”

Elder Dao Zuoqiu, who had always been mild-tempered in the Dao Sect, was full of shock, helplessness and anger on his face. His left arm was broken, and blood was constantly sliding down his arm, and this arm was hanging limply beside him.

"It's sad."

The elders and disciples of the Dao Sect were blocked at the end by one person and one knife. This man, dressed in a black robe, had been dyed dark red by a large area of blood. Even in the moonlight, blood was running down the sockets of this man's eyes, sliding down like tears.

Of course, the blood was not this man's, but it was splashed in the eyes when the knife fell in his hand and slaughtered.

He enjoyed the burning sensation of hot blood splashing on his eyeballs, which could ignite the excitement and madness in his heart infinitely.

Dao Zuoqiu's right hand was clutching the sword, and his right arm was trembling slightly, which was a phenomenon of overexertion.

Dozaiji, really a terrible guy.

Daozuoqiu didn't expect that Dao Zaizhi, who had disappeared for almost half a year, would suddenly appear in Kushan City to participate in the assessment of the four academies. What Dao Zuoqiu didn't expect the most was that Dao Zaizhi, who had disappeared for more than half a year, would grow in strength by leaps and bounds to a realm where the entire Dao Sect team was unable to compete.

In the fight just now, Dao Zaizhi was extremely cruel.

The hands are up and down, just like the butchers who kill cows, chickens, sheep and pigs in an artificial slaughterhouse.

In the eyes of the elders and disciples of the Dao Sect, without exception, there was fear, fear that went deep into the blood, into the bone marrow, and deep into the soul!

Inside the villa, there were many corpses lying on the ground.

There are no less than 100 knife wounds on the body of every corpse!

There are even some disciples who are directly cut off their bones with a single knife in front of Dao Zaizhi, what kind of pain is that!

It's a pity that none of the Dao Sect elders and disciples present were able to stop Dao Zaizhi.

"Such a weak strength ......"

"Why did you come to Kushan City to participate in the assessment and experience of the four hospitals?"

"Daozong, it's really not as good as a year."

Dozaiji spoke very slowly, slowly, like a man chanting poetry in the moonlight. As he spoke, he walked up to a disciple and asked with an evil smile, "Do you know why?" ”

"I ......"

The disciple who was targeted by Dao Jaezhi had teeth fighting and couldn't speak.

"Take it easy." Dao Zaizhi half-squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the disciple's head, and said, "Just answer one question, just like you are studying and cultivating on the mountain of Dao Sect." If the answer is correct, I can give you a reward. ”

Such a tone and attitude reminded this disciple of the scene when the elders gently taught him.

In a trance, this disciple really relaxed.

Could it be that after he answered, would Dozaiji be able to let him go?

This disciple, of course, was referring to leaving alive.

"Because...... Because our young disciples don't have the genius qualifications of Senior Brother Dao Zaizhi. This disciple thought about it seriously, and in order to survive, he had to be serious. The disciple replied cautiously, watching Dao Jaeji's expression change, and said.

For the name of Dao Zaizhi, the Dao Sect is really known to everyone.

On the first day since the establishment of the Dao Sect, it was like opening a plug-in.

Many people are sighing, if Dao Zaizhi hadn't defected to the Dao Sect back then, the current Dao Sect would have become a first-class force in China under the influence of Dao Zaizhi.

In other words, it is not only a first-class force in China, but even a super-first-class existence in China!

It's a pity, it's a pity, no one can change the current situation between Dao Sect and Dao Zaizhi.

If we talk about the future, we can change, then there is only one possibility.

Either Dao Zaizhi was killed by Dao Sect, or Dao Sect was slaughtered by Dao Zaizhi.

"I'm sorry I got the wrong answer."

Dozaiji stopped with his hand stroking the disciple's head.

However, although his hand strokes stopped, his hand was still on the disciple's head and did not take it down.

Feeling the change in the hand movements of Dao Jaeji above his head, the disciple's whole body instantly tensed.

Wrong answer?

Myself...... Will he be killed by the demon Dozaiji?

It's like lying on the ground, one after another, tattered corpses.

Will your own blood gather into the blood of the earth, which is like a river?

Will you be one of the many corpses on the ground?

All kinds of fearful thoughts spread and rose in the hearts of this young disciple of the Dao Sect.

"But it's okay, I'll tell you the real answer......" Dozaiji chuckled lightly.

"Dozaiji! Something, coming at me, these young disciples are innocent. They have nothing to do with what happened to you back then, even if you hate our Dao Sect. You should also be wronged and have a debtor, you should understand this truth. Daozuoqiu said loudly, he knew the character of Dao Zaiji.

As an elder of the Dao Sect, Dao Zuoqiu has the obligation and responsibility to protect these young disciples of the Dao Sect.

"Is there a debtor who is wronged?"

Dozaiji gently inhaled the blood-filled air, and he took the knife in one hand, the hand that rested on the young disciple's head, and left.

The hand slowly pressed on the ground.

There was so much blood on the ground that it had flowed to this side.

Shoes will feel slimy when they step on the ground covered in blood.

Dozaiji's hand pressed on the warm blood on the ground, slowly rubbed it, and then in front of his nose, his fingers twisted the stained blood, so that the smell of blood continued to evaporate.

"Of course I understand that, but you tell me. Who doesn't understand this sentence? ”

Dozaiji slowly tilted his head up, his expression suddenly became hideous, and suddenly sad.

These young disciples of the Dao Sect didn't dare to breathe.

They only hope that someone will find out about this place and come to help them.

Swish!

Just when Dozaiji was emotionally unstable, Dozuoqiu moved.

He grabbed the sword, infused his whole body with spiritual energy, and aimed a sword at Dozaiji's throat.

With all your might, with the hope of life!