Sikong Wushuang and the others didn't think about escaping, they had seen the strength of the king, and they couldn't escape at all.

"We only know that there are scriptures on that sword, and nothing else. Duan Tianya finally succumbed to the king's coercion.

"Give me the scriptures to write silently!" said the king with his hands behind his back and his eyes slightly closed.

Duan Tianya hurriedly agreed: "Yes!"

"Senior brother, you ......" Sikong Wushuang really didn't expect Duan Tianya to give in so easily, he originally wanted to use the scriptures as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the king. Now it seems......

Pig teammates!

Sikong Wushuang scolded angrily in his heart.

If it weren't for the current situation, he would have slapped it over!

How can there be such a stupid person in the world?

Duan Tianya carved the handwriting on the ground.

There are not many words, about one hundred and eight crosses, this is the limit of Duan Tianya, and he tried his best to write down this point.

After reading it, the king frowned: "That's all?"

"No, I'm stupid, and I'll write it down if I work hard......" Duan Tianya looked nervous, for fear that the king would kill him if he got angry.

Sikong Wushuang on the side lowered his head, and joy flashed in his eyes.

He wrote down twice as many verses as Duan Tianya!

The more you see, the more you know.

This passage is threefold, and he happened to write down the first one!

"Rubbish!" the king snorted coldly, kicked Duan Tianya to the ground, and turned his gaze to Sikong Wushuang and the others.

"What about you, if you can't write more than him, don't live! I'll throw you into the lava one by one, and let you die in agony!"

"Don't write silently!" the king shouted, and several people trembled, and hurriedly lowered their heads and wrote silently.

Sikong Wushuang also lowered his head, his speed was not hurried or slow, and he even secretly used his spare eyes to check the degree of dictation of several people around him.

Even Fang Hua, who remembered the most, only wrote about 170 words silently.

When Fang Hua stopped, he also stopped.

"What else?" the king was dissatisfied, he had been looking at the scriptures, and he could feel that the scriptures were not complete, and there was something missing.

"No ......," Fang Hua and the others replied cautiously.

"It's gone, let's die!" The king kicked Fang Hua into the magma in a fit of rage, and Fang Hua instantly melted with a scream.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

A few people roared, their teeth cracking.

Fang Hua, who got along day and night, died in front of him.

They can only watch!

And the culprit still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

That look was full of disdain!

That's the look in the eyes of an ant!

"Didn't we all write it silently, why the fuck did you kill him? Duan Tianya stood up and roared at the king with a hideous face, he wanted to make a move, but he didn't dare.

He really couldn't imagine that human life was like mustard in the hands of the king, and he would kill if he said he would!

He lived in a place that wasn't very sunny, but there was no killing, and he couldn't imagine why the world was so dark.

He began to question the decision of the master and the others in his heart.

Is the birth of the Chaos God Sect good or bad?

Can we really hold up to the tide of the times?

But in this era, you can't survive without strength!

Duan Tianya was very excited, but he answered him in an extremely calm tone: "I can kill if I want, do you have any opinions?"

"Yes, I have an opinion, why are you killing innocents indiscriminately?" Duan Tianya roared towards the king.

Even if it is death, he has to ask to understand.

Can the strong really do whatever they want?

The king chuckled, and then seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and laughed wildly: "Then I will tell you! In this world, no one is born innocent! Weak is guilty, and strong is innocent!"

After the king finished speaking, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he forced Duan Tianya to look: "Do you understand?"

What he said was not perfunctory, because he saw his former self in Duan Tianya.

If it weren't for his ruthlessness to kill the opponent all the way, there would have been no bones left.

It is precisely because of the experience that I will not feel pity in my heart, and I should be decisive in killing.

In fact, this world has always hidden darkness, but the changes in heaven and earth have caused the darkness hidden in the shadows to burst out.

"I understand......" Duan Tianya sat on the ground weakly.

If you don't have the strength, why argue with others?

"Understand, then go die!" After the king finished speaking, he was about to do something to Duan Tianya.

Sikong Wushuang hurriedly stopped him: "Wait! You don't want the whole scripture?"

"What's the matter, you still have it?" the king turned his head and looked at Sikong Wushuang with amusement.

"That's right, if you let us go, I'll write the scriptures silently!" Sikong Wushuang stared at the king, demanding an answer.

"Let you go?" the king sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"

"We can swear not to divulge the scriptures!"

"I only believe in the dead!"

"Then you're going to kill us!"

"You threaten me?"

"I'm not a threat, I just want to survive!"

"You and I each step back, I will let you go, and you give me the scriptures. There's no way I'm going to let so many of you out at the same time!"

"This ......" Sikong Wushuang was silent, and to be honest, he was a little moved.

No matter how peerless you are, but dying will only be a pinch of loess, he doesn't want to die, he wants to live!

It's just that how can these brothers give up easily?

"Senior brother......" Duan Tianya and the others looked at Sikong Wushuang nervously, they didn't want to die, if they could live, everyone would try their best to fight for it......

"You have to think about it, and honestly, this scripture is not so necessary for me. The king continued to persuade.

"Sikong, I read an acquaintance, you give me the scriptures, and I will save your lives. Just as there was a fierce battle in Sikong Wushuang's heart, a voice came from behind him.

He looked back, and there was a burst of excitement in his heart: "Young Master Mo!"

The person who came was Mo Qian.

He observed a few people in the dark, and naturally he was also enthusiastic about the scripture on the sword, and he suspected that this scripture was related to the extreme yang earthquake.

"If Gongzi Mo can keep a few of our senior brothers, why not give the scriptures to Gongzi Mo? But in this case, there will definitely be a thank you gift in the future!"

In his opinion, Mo Wen is from Longhu Mountain, and he will only be stronger than this person.

Moreover, most people will not be wiped out because of the conservatism of the scriptures, because Longhu Mountain is a sacred place for immortals, how can they care too much about a volume of scriptures?

"I wonder if my brother is willing to give Mo someone a face?" Mo Wen chuckled at the king.

"As long as you have that strength. The king shrugged, in his world, strength is everything.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up, his fists clenched, and he walked towards the king step by step: "That's what I mean." ”

Mo Wen's aura instantly became stronger!

The king's pupils shrank.

I thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king!

It can only be said that Mo Wen's ability to hide his breath is too good.