Chapter 972 Guilt, Atonement
"You're a good man?!hehe...... Do you still believe in this title now? Before, I cared about this title very much, but now it's different. I'm not a bad person, but I'm definitely not a good person either. Let the enemy who wants to kill himself live, it is not a gentleman and a good man. A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. ”
"Over the years, how much suffering you have brought to the Eastern Cultivation Circle and to the Hua Kingdom, I'm afraid you can't tell you clearly. ”
"In 1998, when you were crossing the catastrophe, you allowed yourself to run all over the radius of more than 500 miles in the Beihuan Mountain in western Sichuan Province, so that the people and towns around the Beihuan Mountain were all attacked by the robbery and thunder, the family was destroyed, the body and spirit were destroyed, and even the opportunity to be reincarnated was exploited, with a cumulative population of 34,622 people. ”
"In 2003, the river of Jinsheng was chopped down by you with one shot, and for a time the turbid waves were monstrous, and the wind was surging, and you used magic to make the torrential rain along the Jianghuai River pour for half a month. As a result, people on both sides of the Yangtze River and Huai River were displaced and left their homes. Eventually, the plague ran rampant and many people died. The number of those who died directly or indirectly at your hands is forty-seven thousand, eight hundred and fifty-six. Ten members of the Special Operations Unit were killed by you when they were looking for you. ”
"In 2004, the earthquake in Liaoxi City was also caused by you, the purpose is just for a long sword with an extreme spiritual weapon, with tens of thousands of years of inheritance from the Wuji Temple, you don't lack a long sword of this level, then your purpose is obvious. The death toll was a horrific 129,176. ”
"In 2007, you broke through the middle of the Mahayana period, and in order to celebrate this event, you set off a tsunami in the Yellow Sea, a hurricane raged, the waves were emptied, and the cities and towns along the coast of China were destroyed. ”
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Mo Xiaochuan counted the monstrous crimes left by Huang Wutian in Huaguo, and every time he counted them, his eyes became a little colder, until after he finished speaking, the murderous aura emitted by Mo Xiaochuan's whole body froze the space of the entire Wuji Island. As a result, some people with low cultivation levels were almost unable to breathe.
"Haha...... Yes, I didn't expect you Mo Xiaochuan to investigate quite meticulously. Yes, I did all these things, so what. If I am not happy, I will kill, and if I am happy, I will kill. Such an ant-like character, what a pity to kill. They should be honored to die at my hands. ”
"Besides, what do these people have to do with me? I don't feel sorry for how many people die. ”
"Mo Xiaochuan, don't say it. I really regretted it in the end. I shouldn't have killed them. ”
Huang Wutian counted his sins through Mo Xiaochuan, and knew that he was at the end of his rope this time, so he simply let go. At first, he laughed maniacally, as if whatever he did for killing, it was a matter of course. It's just that when he said that he regretted it, he showed a compassionate expression, as if he also felt a deep hatred for his actions.
The people around him all looked at him coldly, even the many disciples of the Infinite Temple looked at him in disbelief. It turned out that their so-called hall master had brought so many disasters and bloody killings to their homeland. At this moment, they can't wait to torture Huang Wutian to death with one hundred and eight kinds of torture, this kind of inhuman thing, if he slaps him to death, it is too cheap for him.
"Yes, when I knew that the God King was coming, I regretted it, what a power of faith this must be. Tut-tut, it's a pity. You see, I don't kill people much now, I just conquer their hearts. Huang Wutian smiled playfully and looked at Mo Xiaochuan.
"Yes, you Mo Xiaochuan is powerful, I admit that, but so what? You resurrected all the people I killed. When the time comes, I will definitely thank you for your eight ancestors. Huang Wutian said arrogantly.
"I know you want to provoke me and let me give you a good time, but I don't do it. I'm not telling you this to mean I'm going to judge you. Rather, it tells you plainly that you will die well, and that you will not die well. Mo Xiaochuan looked at Huang Wutian, the corners of his mouth twitched, hehe......
Huang Wutian was frightened by Mo Xiaochuan's eyes. He knew that Mo Xiaochuan's next means were not so easy to endure.
"Death is death, after all, there are more lives in my hands. Even if I die a hundred times, I will sell and buy without losing money. It's just that if you kill me, will it be useful? It's not like they won't survive. Haha, Mo Xiaochuan, do you know? The sound of a knife and gun entering the body, 'poof, poof, poof', is simply a perfect note. That note can make people excited, and let their souls fly unfettered. "The emperor looked up to the sky and smiled, unscrupulous.
I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter.
"I'm not going to let you die simply. You're going to pay for everything you do. Mo Xiaochuan said calmly.
"The price?!What price do you Mo Xiaochuan want, it's a big deal that the body and spirit will be destroyed, and you won't enter reincarnation." You can still play with flowers. It just so happened that Lao Tzu really didn't want to suffer from these hundred reincarnations anymore. Now that he let it go, Huang Wutian began to completely change his previous shape, and said to Mo Xiaochuan with a big grin.
"Hehe, I'm talking about it now, I hope you can be hard to the end, otherwise, I won't have the interest to play. Mo Xiaochuan pinched a spell and threw it on Huang Wutian. Permanently imprisoned his cultivation. And sealed his soul in his body forever, and by the way, increased his soul's perception ability to one hundred and fifty times.
The soul perception is increased by one hundred and fifty times, and if you think about it, what is the concept, that is, if you are stitched, then you have to bear the pain of the needle prick one hundred and fifty times. This kind of secret method of cultivating and amplifying the perception of the soul system is the best weapon for torturing people.
"You guys have fun, don't kill people yet, if you die, you won't have to play. Mo Xiaochuan admonished. Then he turned and left.
"Ah...... No, no, why is this happening? Ah, it hurts me, ah. Behind him, there was a terrible scream from Huang Wutian.
However, none of the people present would have compassion for Huang Wutian. It turned out that Huang Wutian had brought so many disasters to Huaguo. It's something they could never have imagined.
Therefore, after Mo Xiaochuan left, whether it was the people of the Wuji Temple or the Xuan Temple, they all rushed forward, and each came up with their own unique skills.
Huang Wutian's soul was about to collapse. But he couldn't die.
"After everyone tosses and dismemberes Huang Wutian, his soul will be divided into six parts, scattered into the head, limbs, and torso. Then bury them separately to the place where Huang Wutian once did evil, and let his soul suffer there day and night, and atone for the sins of the people of our country. Mo Xiaochuan's voice came faintly.