Xuanyuan City and Xuanyuan Hui fell to the ground like two rays of light. One after the other, their bowstrings were gently plucked in their hands like strings, and with a slight force, the bowstrings jumped, and they could detonate the streamer arrows at any time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xuanyuan Cheng walked step by step and asked sharply: "Now that you see me, you probably didn't think it would be this result!"

The Ghost Death Guard sighed and said, "The people of the Xuanyuan family are not afraid, it is your friend who is terrifying!

Xuanyuan Cheng walked up to Xie Tian, bowed down and said, "My respected master, he doesn't deserve to know your name, but I want to tell him!"

Xie Tian waved his hand and said, "You and my brother don't need to be like this, tell him that my name is Xie Tian!"

Xuanyuan City said hatefully: "His name is Xie Tian, the reincarnation of Ziwei Emperor Star, my master!

The Nether Death Guard looked at Xie Tian carefully and closed his eyes.

Waiting for the verdict of death.

Dylan, the geist controlled by the Death Guard, is like a 'wooden man' who has been stopped, unable to speak or move!

He knew that between the Xuanyuan family and the Netherworld, there was no reconciliation, no buffer, only endless life and bloodshed.

Xie Tian smiled: "Actually, I don't want your life, I just want your secret!"

The Netherworld Death Guard was stunned, not understanding what Xie Tian meant, and said coldly: "I was born as a ghost in Netherworld, and I am a dead ghost in Netherworld when I die!

Xuanyuan Cheng glared angrily and said, "You dare to be arrogant when you die, believe it or not, I can immediately make your blood splash on the spot, crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

The Nether Death Guard smiled disdainfully: "Believe, of course I believe it!" Xuanyuan Family's Heavenly Spirit Bow, Streamer Arrow, and Great Name are outside, how could I not know." It's a pity that it ended up ruined, think about it, probably because the Heavenly Spirit Bow is too powerful!haha......"

Xuanyuan Hui rushed over and kicked hard at the heart of the death guard, this past is the forbidden area that the two of them cannot touch, and now it is ridiculed by the Netherworld death guard, where can Xuanyuan Hui care about being quiet and steady?

Xie Tian smiled: "I don't know if you can still be proud after listening to me, and you can still see death as home?"

The Netherworld Death Guard laughed even more presumptuously, ghosts are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?

Xie Tian said slowly: "If I tell you that Dylan has been stained with the Holy Light Spiritual Flame, I wonder if you will change your mind?"

Nether Death Guard didn't pay attention to it at all, what kind of Holy Light Spirit Flame had to do with Dylan?

Xie Tian saw that his expression was stiff, and he did not show weakness at all.

"Okay, for the sake of you not knowing, I'll do a good deed to eliminate your illiteracy and popularize common sense! The dragon flame is a divine dragon that has the power to destroy the world and destroy the world; the origin dragon flame is already very rare! Of course, such a powerful fire will naturally not disappear, and two different fires in the world will be derived, one is in the underworld, called the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and the other is in the human world, it is called the Holy Light Spiritual Flame! If the Netherworld Ghost Fire is the unsurpassed origin power of the underworld, then the Holy Light Spiritual Flame with the same power is the Holy Fire that brings light to the world! The reason I say this is that if it is too late, Dylan will turn into a piece of charcoal, and when the time comes, even if he has the heart to save 'his' body, I am afraid that it will be too late!"

The Nether Death Guard looked at Dylan and was taken aback as Dylan hit Try's entire arm that had begun to wither and slowly turned black ink.

The Death Guard was stunned, but still disagreed, and said: "'He' is just a puppet, and I won't feel sorry for him if he burns it to ashes! What do you say all this has to do with me? Hurry up, kill me! Didn't the Xuanyuan family hate me to the bone? Why? Scared? Afraid of seeking revenge in the Netherworld? Haha...... I know that the miscellaneous pieces of the Xuanyuan family are all death-fearing ghosts!"

Xuanyuan City was so angry that his color turned black, his hand was already on the bowstring, as long as he flicked his fingers, the streamer arrows on the face of the Netherworld Death Guard would explode in an instant......

The Netherworld Death Guard provoked Xuanyuan City and Xuanyuan Hui with stubborn and disdainful eyes!

Xie Tian said slowly: "Big brother, don't be busy." We're not going to kill him, we're just going to destroy the Soul Golem. If you keep him, you have to go back to the Netherworld to report the news......"

Xuanyuan City hated to let go of the fingers that had been hooked on the bowstring.

Glaring at the Nether Guard.

Xie Tian smiled: "Don't be in a hurry to die, I said, I don't want your life." I seem to have heard that the criminal punishment for losing a geist puppet is called the punishment of 'sorrowful camel', which seems to be far more terrible than death. I don't know if it's really ......."

The Nether Guard's last line of defense was instantly crushed and he collapsed to the ground, where he encountered a terrifying opponent who was familiar with the rules of Netherworld.

He knew the punishment of the camel......

The punishment of the camel, one of the strict torture laws of the Netherworld, it is said that the camel of the desert boat, which is the most endurance and tenacity in the world, will also change its color and can't survive the criminal law. First prepare a huge copper jar, which is coated with honey, fragrant meat, and other delicacies, and then tie the tortured person into a copper jar with a hollow copper lid to expose the victim's head, and then put the bone-eating ants through the gap in the cover, and then corpse insects, corpse rats, poisonous snakes, etc...... Wait until the copper cylinder is 100 meters away and stink, and you can't get close to your body. And during the torture period, there will be people who will constantly feed the prisoner delicious food to keep him from being bitten to death and starving to death! This is the terrible thing about this torture, during the entire torture period, the prisoner will not die, and he will not even have the opportunity to commit suicide, and after paying for the torture that is worse than death, he will pour honey and meat oil on the prisoner's head, and invite flies and other insects to eat the rotting brainskin and skin and flesh until the maggots hatch, wriggle, and grow from the white of the brain...... In the end, it becomes a whole white bone ......

This sorrowful punishment is appalling. All the people in Netherworld know that they would rather walk Huangquan three times than dare to walk within 100 meters of the copper cylinder!

That kind of taste, let people smell once, pour ten years of appetite!

When Xie Tian said this, he motioned for Cui'er to extinguish the Holy Light Spiritual Flame, and the Nether Death Guard also knew that this time, his good luck and luck had come to an end.

This young man in front of him is really terrifying!

There is a rule in Netherworld that anyone who goes out on a mission can only be killed by the enemy, so that the whole family can live, and if they commit suicide...... Exterminate the Clan. So in contrast, the punishment of losing the geism is a sad camel, and there is a feeling of extrajudicial mercy. After all, punishing one person and killing one person, at least the whole family can still live.

What made Nether Death Guard depressed was that he thanked God and said that he would not kill him. Only let him go back and be punished and die, his instinct to survive is still lucky, if he doesn't ask for any top-secret information, if he can get out of the way, how can he not escape death!

"You won, just ask whatever you want!"

Xie Tian smiled: "It's very simple. I don't embarrass you, I say you can just nod or shake your head. If you cooperate like this, it won't be like you betraying Netherworld!"

The Netherworld Death Guard sweated like rain, nodded like pounded garlic, and hurriedly said, "Thank you......! ...... excuse me?"

Xie Tiandao: "Is there some kind of tacit understanding between the head of the two courtyards and you?"

The Nether Death Guard nodded.

"It doesn't matter if they are bought or threatened, what matters is that they continue to supply you with a large amount of cultivation resources, or for you, that is, the bodies and cultivation of the disciples of Tianlan Academy who have accepted the task, right?"

The Nether Death guard shook his head, then nodded. Innocently looking at Xie Tian.

Xie Tian said with a smile: "Going to the depths of the dark forest to escort supplies is something that the head of the two academies must do, and this task has become a lever to assess the merits and combat effectiveness of the disciples of Tianlan Academy. The head of the house can't come forward in person, so that's what you've been talking about for a long time, right?"

Nod.

"You're only responsible for ambushes in the middle of the road, but not for killing, am I right?"

Nod.

"Jian Lan Immortal Mountain and Netherworld City have cooperated to establish this Tianlan Academy, right?"

Nod!

"Disciples who fail in the mission have become the raw materials for your cultivation, right?"

Nod!

"The criterion for judging the success of a mission is not what is in the box, but whether you can get out safely and then return to the academy, right?"

Nod!

"There is no so-called mission receiver in the depths of the dark forest, that is, the front station of Tianlan Academy, right?"

Nod!

"If the mission is successful, you can go to the King's Ladder, and if the mission fails, you will be teleported out of Tianlan Academy, right?"

Nod!

"The Dark Forest is actually the academy of the Netherworld, right?"

Nod!

"The King's Ladder is the place where the two academies really compete, right?"

Nod!

"You're a disciple?"

Shake one’s head!

"That's the Mentor?"

Nod!

Xie Tian said to Xuanyuan City: "Big brother, let him go!"

Xuanyuan City's palm holding the Heavenly Spirit Bow oozed Yin Yin's blood.

Xie Tian said again: "Let him go, the people of the Xuanyuan family don't need other people's help to kill people!, don't they?"

Xuanyuan City suddenly understood the true meaning of Xie Tian's words, and he felt naïve and ridiculous at the idea that he had wanted to leave alone.

Xuanyuan Hui gently grabbed Xuanyuan Cheng's arm and said, "Brother Xie, my brother knows it's wrong!"

Xuanyuan Cheng said: "Sixth brother, I can't let others admit my mistake on my behalf!

Xuanyuan Hui looked at Xuanyuan City in a daze, her biological brother. The eldest brother, who has never bowed his head and will not admit his mistakes, actually admitted his mistakes to Xie Tian.

Xie Tian smiled and said: "Your battlefield is not here, nor is it in the King's Ladder! Letting go of the killing heart and practicing hard is the right way! Believe me, sooner or later, one day, we will accompany you to kill back, no matter where the obstruction comes from, they will definitely pay the price of blood!"

Xuanyuan Cheng nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.

He knew that as long as Xie Tian was by his side, this day would come sooner or later. It's just that now is not the time.

Everyone got up from the ground, patted off the dust on their bodies, and quipped: "Spit out this blood, and you have to wash your clothes if you get dirty! Sixth, you are clean, and the laundry is yours!"

Xie Tian smiled: "No problem!"

The Netherworld Death Guard froze in place, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

The Netherworld Dead Guard, who has always been known for its elusiveness and uncertain whereabouts, has been calculated from the beginning.

And it was calculated to the fullest.

The Nether Death Guard looked at Xie Tian's calm face, and fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

The appearance of this young man has surpassed the limits of his definition and imagination of his disciples!

Whether this is a blessing or a misfortune, who knows?