"Bastard! Shut up! You are originally a person from outside the valley, we only accept you in the face of the Xuanxu Master and Uncle Ancestor, don't you ......"

Xuan Cheng was about to attack, but was stopped by Xuan Qian:

"It's useless to say more about these words, Song Sizhe, you escort this girl to the fasting hall!"

……

Tying immortal ropes, a necessary thing in the precepts of the major spirit sects, Wolong Valley will naturally not be lacking, Su Muhan is this thing at this moment, his hands and feet are tied, and he is powerless to move.

And the trapping immortal battle made a deep mark on Su Muhan's back, and the wound that was blamed went from bruises to flaws, from flaws to blood, and then the blood flowed down Su Muhan's body to the ground.

The carved dragon slate on the ground was soaked with Su Muhan's blood in a blink of an eye, and after the carved dragon on the slate drank Su Muhan's blood, his eyes had a strange color, as if he was about to break out of the stone slab and soar into the sky.

However, Su Muhan's voice had actually preceded everything else, and it was the first to break through the sky, which was extremely poignant.

Trap the immortal battle, and blame 6,000 battles!

This is all that Su Muhan has to endure!

At this moment, even the senior brother couldn't bear to look at it directly, the back with open skin was still suffering the merciless blow of the immortal battle, Yang Han was very suspicious, this girl would not be directly killed today?

Senior brother asked himself, he may not be able to withstand the blow of a hundred battles trapped in the immortal battle, and this Su Muhan has already eaten more than 300 battles at the moment, and it is a miracle that he has not fainted to death......

Six thousand battles, the senior brother tried his best to think, since the opening of this Wolong Valley, has anyone ever endured such a glorious number? It doesn't seem to be ......

Not to mention 6,000 battles, even a thousand battles will be eaten by no one!

Even Mr. Dongfang Shuo himself, as well as Daoist Xuan Dao Commander himself, could not survive the blow of these 6,000 battles!

The blow of the trapped immortal battle is absolute, this thing ignores all spiritual power, and hits directly on your most real cortex, which is Da Luo Jin Xian, and it has to be talked about.

Then, as Su Muhan's voice became more and more poignant, Xia Lan finally couldn't stand it anymore, and knelt down in front of the elders with tears in her eyes, crying:

"Elders! Ladies and gentlemen! Please let Su Muhan go! We volunteered to go out of the valley! I would never mention that I had ever been to Guigu! Please let Su Muhan go! ”

Xia Lan believes that Su Muhan really has no choice to kill so many people overnight, and it is precisely because of this that Xia Lan knows how wronged Su Muhan is at the moment!

"More than 1,000 lives, maybe more than ......"

Dongfang Shuo knew very well that the deepest color of the Spring of Pure Soul was only black, which was the color of the limit, and it was also the color of exactly a thousand people dying in your hands!

And Su Muhan washed the Soul Fountain into an extreme color in such a short period of time, who can know how many people are in Su Muhan's hands for more than a thousand people?!

Thousand? Two thousand? Or five thousand? Or even more?!

No one knows, so Su Muhan is not wronged when he eats these 6,000 battles!

"Xialan, get up! It's useless! ”

Xue Buregret dissuaded Xia Lan, she knew very well that the matter of human life was a big matter, no matter whether you were a person from Wolong Valley or not, and whether you wanted to quit Wolong Valley in the future, and did such heinous things as killing people who disobeyed the sky and betrayed human ethics, this responsibility will definitely not be escaped!

What's more, Su Muhan killed more than a thousand people!