Chapter 395: Humiliation and Oppression
"Dry black, bring them back, this holy son must take this evil breath!"
Although there was no injury on his face, Qian Hao shouted angrily, and his facial features on his jade white face were distorted.
The black-robed slave waved his hand and brought Mu Bai and Rao Lin back to the current time and space. When the two of them saw that Qianhao was standing behind the black-robed old man, they realized that the addition of punches and kicks just now was all useless.
"You have angered the Holy Son, and you must pay the price!"
The black-robed Qiannu snorted coldly, and immediately retreated behind Qianhao, who walked towards him viciously. Mu Bai and Rao Lin wanted to fight back, but they found that their bodies were invisibly bound, and they couldn't move a single finger joint.
Originally, he was still in a hearty way, but now he wants to let others kill customers, this is the gap in front of absolute power, no matter how monstrous the means are, it can't compare to a wave of the real strong, a cold snort.
"Don't struggle, you can't break free from the spatial confinement of the Dao Spirit Realm!"
Qianhao punched Mu Bai in the abdomen, "I'll just say that you Tanglin monks are all local chickens and dogs, what can you bear with me?"
"I'm so arrogant and rampant, you bullshit man and the emperor's heir, you come to bite me!"
After smashing Mu Bai with a heavy fist, Qian Hao immediately waved his hand and slapped Rao Lin twice. As the heir of the emperor, Rao Lin is extremely proud in his bones, and he regards dignity as more important than life.
"If you don't die today, I will kill you tomorrow!"
"I'm so scared, it looks like you have to die today!"
Qian Hao suppressed his smile, drank viciously, and immediately swung his sword to wipe Rao Lin's throat.
"You dare!"
Rao Jinchuan immediately did not hesitate to sacrifice the soul treasure to explode, seriously injuring the gray-robed Qiannu and Kun Lingzong Baiying, and then leaned out a palm and shot it away. The black-robed Qiannu behind Qianhao also immediately took out his palm, and the two giant palms collided in one place, and the power fluctuations broke the spatial confinement here. Mu Bai and Rao Lin ignored the damage caused by this wave of shock, and immediately slashed Qian Hao.
Between the lightning and flint, the black-robed Qiannu immediately left Rao Jinchuan and waved his hand to protect Qianhao. Rao Jinchuan did not entangle with the black-robed slaves, and took advantage of the situation to pick up Rao Lin and move away.
I'd rather give up everything, as long as there is Rao Lin here, there is a possibility that the human emperor will rise again, and the so-called sect heritage is just a stepping stone to help the emperor reach the top.
A Dao Spirit Realm cultivator insisted on escaping, and almost no one could stop him, unless the Consummation Realm personally intervened. In this Mixed Yuan Continent, even in the Venerable Domain, the Perfection Realm cultivators are rare, how can they come forward to interfere with a few childish children.
Seeing Rao Jinchuan take Rao Lin away, Qianhao was furious, and immediately ordered to blockade Tianmu Mountain and besiege a group of Jialan Sect here.
Mu Bai was also imprisoned by the black-robed slave again, and he tried his best, but he couldn't move a bit. Although more than ten years have passed, he thinks that he has become a strong party, and he is also known as the four great talents of the young generation of Tangling, but in the face of absolute power, he is still weak and unable to control his own destiny.
Jialan Sect
The sect master Rao Xing was also captured by the two slaves of the Qianyuan Holy Land, and the Jialan Sect went up and down on Tianmu Mountain, a total of more than 3,000 people, all of whom were cut off in public, and the blood stained the north peak of Tianmu Mountain, and the severed limbs and skulls rolled down the cliff.
Rao Xing's eyes were flowing with blood and tears, and he roared wildly at Qian Hao and the others, "Today's humiliation, he will make you repay a hundred times the day!"
Even the Sect Master Lu Ping of the Yuan Soul Sect couldn't bear it, and he still remembered that the two of them were still working together to fight against the beast clan on the Jialan Embankment Wall, and the old friend who had been friends and enemies for many years had fallen to such a point, which made Lu Ping's heart infinitely lonely.
Mu Bai also couldn't bear to look at it directly, he had always had a lot of connections with the people of the Jialan Sect, and Mu Bai really couldn't bear to see more than 3,000 people from the Jialan Sect go to the disaster and die tragically. Mu Bai noticed that the beast girl named Caifeng in the Jialan Sect had not yet fully transformed, but she had an unusual relationship with Rao Lin, and she also died tragically at the hands of Qiannu at this time.
The Caifeng feather fan that Rao Lin snatched for her has not yet been handed over to her, and Rao Lin's promise to take her to the Silver Frost Forest to find relatives has not been fulfilled, and Caifeng will never see her Rao Lin brother again, and her throat is pinched by the gray-robed slave.
Everyone present was sad, although they may have been bullied by the super sect before, but at this time, seeing a great super sect in Tanglin being slaughtered like a chicken and a dog like this, it was indeed not a good feeling in their hearts. These people from the so-called Zun Domain Holy Land really don't treat the Tanglin monks as human beings!
Rao Xing roared endlessly, and the black-robed slave stretched out his hand and pointed, and a cold light immediately pierced his throat, and his entire head flew up. The roar stopped abruptly, and Rao died without turning a blind eye.
Blood flowed criss-cross on the rocks on the north peak of Tianmu Mountain, except for a few people in the Yuan Soul Holy Land, everyone in the field was silent.
"Dog slaves, do you see, this is the end of going against my holy land!"
Qian Hao looked down at everyone and said jokingly, turning his head to look at Lu Shaofang. Lu Shaofang nodded in agreement.
"You're not welcome to tell everyone, you are all garbage in Qian's eyes!" Qianhao stretched out his hand and pointed one by one, "You, you, and you!"
The people Qianhao refers to are all well-known figures in Tangling, either the elders of the great sect or the powerful figures of scattered cultivation, and everyone is not under the Yuanzun.
Despite being so humiliated by Qianhao, facing the two Dao Venerable Realm Qiannu behind him and the powerful Qianyuan Holy Land behind him, everyone had a feeling of powerlessness, and could only bow their heads in shame and remain silent.
In the end, Qianhao pointed his finger at Mu Bai, and Mu Bai looked at him coldly.
"Husband!"
"Mu Bai!"
Nebula's face turned pale and trembled. Hu Mei'er and Ling Jinyu also exclaimed at the same time, but neither of them was allowed to be free.
"Little lady, are you afraid? Listen to me obediently, maybe I can spare him a dog's life!"
Qianhao said jokingly, with a lustful look in his eyes.
"Kill me, let them go!"
Xingyun fought to the death, and in the face of the powerful and evil forces, he would rather be broken than destroyed.
"Kill you?
It's that easy. It's impossible to let them go!"
Qian Hao licked his lips, there was bloodlust in his eyes, and then he took out a sharp blade to pierce Mu Bai's abdomen.
"I'm going to torture you well, I'm going to turn you into a wreck, and then I'm going to make you watch and watch how I play with your woman!"
Qian Hao stabbed the blade into Mu Bai's abdomen and said almost close to his ear. Mu Bai sneered, knowing that there would be a good result in the next difficulty, instead of leaving Qianhao to plague Xingyun and them, it was better to pull him to die together!
"What are you going to do!"
Seeing Mu Bai's cold gaze, Qianhao was stunned and felt a breath of death.
"Tribe"
Mu Bai looked up to the sky and roared, when he chose to blow himself up for the nebula, it was a pity that he did not repay the tribal hatred with his own hands!
(End of chapter)
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