Chapter 12: Unworthy of a Father
The black palm is boundless, as if it covers the sky and the sun.
Boom Boom!
Within a radius of dozens of meters where Cai Luo was, all of them were reduced to ruins, and Cai Luo, who was extremely inflated when he came, lay in the ruins like a dead dog.
"This ...... How is this possible! ”
"I solved the master with one palm, I won't be dazzled, right?"
Zhou Peng and the others on the side, looking at the instantaneous reversal of the battle situation, were all stunned in place with a look of disbelief.
The palm of his hand dissipated, and Cai Luo, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood with broken bones all over his body, hurriedly showed a begging look and said, "Rao...... Spare my life, I know it's wrong......"
"This seat has given you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it!"
Xiao Tian stood on the balcony with his hands in his hands, his eyes were cold.
The Hell's Wheel Devouring Heaven Seal reappeared, and Cai Luo was horrified to find that in his body, the powerful power disappeared like a river bursting its banks.
After a few breaths, Cai Luo's body turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind, and his soul melted into the golden streaks on Jing Jing's body.
"Go down and cultivate, and the rest will be handled by this seat."
"Yes."
Seeing that after Ming Jing retreated, Xiao Tian looked at himself and the others, and Zhou Peng suddenly felt a cold sweat break out on his back.
"Big ...... My lord, we didn't do anything, we were forced to ......"
"I'm not interested in shooting at the dying man."
Xiao Tian's eyes flashed with black light, and he could clearly see the strong resentment entangled in the bodies of several people, obviously these guys did nothing less than lose their conscience on weekdays.
The wind suddenly rose, and the dark resentment quickly surged from all directions.
Under Xiao Tian's gaze, a girl wearing a high school skirt uniform slowly appeared in the courtyard.
Zhao ...... Zhao Ling'er, you, aren't you dead? ”
"How is it possible, how is this possible......"
Zhou Peng and the others all turned pale, huddled together with each other and trembled in fear, they couldn't have imagined that the girl in front of them was actually the schoolgirl they had dug and buried at will.
"Now you know you're scared?" Blood spilled from Zhao Ling'er's mouth, and a miserable smile appeared on her pretty face.
"When you drugged my drink, did you ever think about this? When you gave me to that beast first, did you ever think about this? ”
Every time Zhao Ling'er said a word, the black resentment on her body increased by one point, and the whole person was quickly shrouded in the black resentment that could not see her fingers.
The yin wind danced wildly, and Zhao Ling'er's eyes shot out a bloodthirsty red light, and he rushed directly towards Zhou Peng like a ghost.
"I want you all, no, got, good, death!"
"You can't blame me, it's your dad, it's your dad who sold you to us......"
At the last moment when his heart was about to be pierced, the words in Zhou Peng's mouth made Zhao Ling'er stop killing.
The extremely thick resentment on his body quickly dissipated, and the whole person was like a poor and helpless child, curled up on the ground and cried silently.
"He has a debtor and a master, and he has the strength to not kill indiscriminately, so he is a good candidate."
A smile appeared on Xiao Tian's cold face, and he came to her and reached out to gently stroke her head: "Follow this seat, and all suffering will leave you." ”
Zhao Ling'er raised her head blankly, and after being stunned for a while, she nodded slowly.
"Can I take one last look at Daddy."
"Yes."
Xiao Tian nodded, and walked outside with Zhao Ling'er, and after the two left, Zhou Peng and the others hurriedly left the villa.
Although Zhao Ling'er let them go, due to too many bad things, several people were seriously ill after they went back, and all of them died in just three days.
Putting aside their fate for the time being, under the guidance of Zhao Ling'er, Xiao Tian came to an old community in Lingcheng.
"My dad is a gambler, and they're all here waiting for my dad to pay him back." Zhao Ling'er looked at the men gathered at the staircase and said.
As soon as Zhao Ling'er finished speaking, a man with a ragged clothes and a scruffy beard was ready to run as soon as he appeared.
"Stop, Lao Zheng, where the do you want to run?"
"No, I didn't want to run, I lost the key, I want to turn back and get ......"
Without waiting for Zheng Yunli to finish speaking, a tiger man tattooed him directly kicked him to the ground.
"Don't fight, big brother, don't fight, I'm rich and ......rich," Zhao Yunli skillfully took out two hundred yuan from his body, as well as a pack of crumpled cigarettes.
"Just two hundred yuan for him, what do you send to ask for food?"
"Accommodating, accommodating for two days, I will definitely pay back the money next week......"
"How can you pay it back? Even your daughter who went to high school was sold for 20,000 yuan by you, where did you get the money? ”
As he spoke, the man raised his foot and kicked it, and the others immediately stepped forward and knocked Zhao Yunli's head to the ground, and then he put down two cruel words and left.
"This is your father?" Xiao Tian said lightly.
Zhao Ling'er, who was standing beside Xiao Tian at this moment, had already burst into tears, and after learning that she was really sold by her father for 20,000 yuan, the last trace of obsession in her heart completely dissipated.
Half an hour later, Xiao Tian took Zhao Ling'er to another cemetery in Lingcheng.
In order to prevent the recurrence of a situation similar to that of his previous life, Xiao Tian decided that the first few members of the Thirty-six Halls would be selected and canonized by himself.
Not only that, Xiao Tian even imitated the Netherworld Codex, preparing to refine a Netherworld Book.
The full moon hung in the air, and the rich netherworld aura quickly converged with Xiao Tian's hands.
"I, the Lord of Death, Xiao Tian, founded the Netherworld Dynasty here. With my blood, I will condense the Netherworld Book and record the origin imprint of all members of the Dynasty! ”
The dark qi gathered, and countless magic imprints were attached to Xiao Tian's blood flowing in the air, and soon a dark golden book slowly appeared.
On the first night of opening the Netherworld, a wisp of true spirit fell into it, and the three words Zhao Ling'er quietly emerged.
After becoming a soul hooker, all Zhao Ling'er's memories were completely erased, and she knelt at Xiao Tian's feet in a blue-black law robe.
"Zhao Ling'er, the first soul hook envoy of the subordinate Soul Hook Palace, see His Majesty the Hades Emperor."
"Well, step aside."
After Zhao Ling'er left, Xiao Tian put away the Nether Book, and his flickering black eyes scanned the entire cemetery.
After sitting down cross-legged in the position where the yin qi was the strongest, the Hell's Chakra behind him, which absorbed Cai Luo's power, resurfaced, and now he wanted to use Cai Luo's lifelong cultivation to lure the Netherworld Qi into his body and step into the Netherworld realm in one fell swoop.
After adjusting the breath, the Heaven and Earth Destroying Netherworld Gong operated, and the majestic figure behind him reappeared.
In an instant, the wind blew fiercely within a radius of dozens of miles where the entire cemetery was located, and countless netherworld qi mixed with Cai Luo's power worked in his body.
More and more Netherworld Qi gathered, forming a black vortex directly around his body.
It wasn't until a bright light appeared on the horizon that the whirlpool here gradually dissipated, revealing Xiao Tian sitting cross-legged inside.
Slowly opening his eyes, Xiao Tian stood up directly in the air, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. "It's really beyond the expectations of this seat, when you first enter the realm of the underworld, your mind can cover a width of five hundred meters."
Suddenly, Xiao Tian's face became indifferent: "I recovered in advance, this is in trouble." ”