Bloodgara knelt down at Awin, signifying his submission.

All the Shura ghost-faced dead soldiers in the entire enchantment stopped their pursuit of Meng Juntong, and all the slaughter stopped at this moment.

Ah Wen didn't care about this, these dead men were not even independent thinking creatures in his opinion, these were just hounds raised by Huangquan Dao, and their lives were even inferior to ants to him.

"In this enchantment, no one who has taken the blood of the Shao people in their hands will be able to leave here. "Ah Wen is more like a judge who is announcing death at the moment, more like a person who came out of Huangquan than the righteous Huangquan Dao handsome before.

Xuejialuo lowered his head, his voice low and painful: "Listen to your predecessors." ”

The next moment, in this enchantment in the southern area of Tongcheng, a large number of Shura masked dead soldiers began to swing their swords to kill themselves, and for a while, blood flowed all over the realm, and corpses were everywhere.

Meng Juntong, who came back to her senses, looked at the large-scale suicide scene in front of her in surprise, and couldn't react for a while, she didn't know what was going on, why did these Shura ghost-faced dead men who were still slaughtering the Dream Weaver just now suddenly start committing suicide one after another.

She carried Meng Junsheng on her back and leaned towards the edge of the enchantment, and protecting this lone seedling of the Meng family's partial branch was the most concerned thing in Meng Juntong's heart.

In the gloomy corner, a figure with ruined eyes and broken arms crawled against the wall with great difficulty, and had been a puppeteer for most of his life, Cao Tong never thought that he would one day be demolished like a puppet. He is not a person from Huangquan Dao, and Dao Xing has not cultivated to the realm of rebirth and severed limbs, but the strong desire to survive drives him to leave here, no matter whether he can get back on his feet in the future, it is more important to live now than anything else.

The trick of the puppeteer Cao Tong touched Meng Juntong's bottom line. Meng Juntong was not able to find him out, but Ah Wen would not let him go.

But Ah Wen didn't spare his life with a single sword, and he felt that this was really too merciful for Cao Tong. Ah Wen deliberately let Cao Tong live, just so that he could experience endless pain.

Cao Tong's injuries can be healed by no one in this world, while his eyes were gouged out, even with his cultivation foundation Immortal Bridge, they were all crushed by Ah Wen's sword qi, and the Qifu Lingtai was all destroyed, regardless of the martial arts, the Tao was completely destroyed, and the limbs were crippled, that is, no matter how terrible the hatred and anger in his heart were, no matter how much he wanted to make a comeback, there was absolutely no hope at all. Ah Wen asked him to use his life's pain to repay Meng Juntong's debts, and vowed not to leave Meng Juntong with future troubles.

"Senior, what else do you have to say. Xuejialuo asked humbly, this night's mortal handsome may not be much compared to what Cao Tong lost, but he still has a chance, Awen didn't kill him, not because he didn't dare to kill, but because of the rules, the current Xuejialuo can't die.

Ah Wen glanced at the Blood Jialuo, as well as the white bone human skin fan beside him, this fan knew at a glance that it was a blood refining treasure, and it was contaminated with extremely heavy karma of living beings, if this thing fell into the hands of a certain evil cultivator in the world, it would definitely set off a bloody storm, but if this thing was in Meng Juntong's place, it would be different, if Shao Huajun was used to purify his sins, I am afraid that the power of merit transformed would not be less.

Ah Wen made a casual move, and the white bone human skin fan flew directly to his side, but Ah Wen didn't reach out to take the fan, he really didn't bother to touch such filthy things. 127

"This Dharma fan should be your natal artifact. Ah Wen glanced at Xuejialuo, Huangquan Dao cultivators also pay attention to the method of cultivating natal objects, which is almost the same for all immortal cultivators.

Xuejialuo's body trembled, and he felt his heart tighten, feeling as if something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, before Blood Jia Luo could respond, Ah Wen had already raised his knife and fell between the white bone man's skin fan and Blood Jialuo.

Invisibly, the bloodline connection between this person and one was directly cut off by Ah Wen.

Although he can't kill the blood Gara, he will not break the rules if he does something else. For example, forcibly severing the connection between the blood gara and the things he was destined to cultivate, and forcibly destroying half of his cultivation foundation.

A mouthful of essence blood spat out in front of him, and the blood and qi on his whole body suddenly seemed to be violently drained by half of it, and all four limbs, or now three limbs, were violently twitching on the ground.

It is a very dangerous thing for a cultivator to be destroyed by the natal magic weapon, what is the body life, which means that it refers to two bodies and one life, one is prosperous and the other is lost, it is thought that the natal is said.

Ah Wen forcibly used his supernatural powers to cut off the connection between the blood gala and the natal object, which is similar to directly stripping his soul into two halves, the feeling of tearing the soul apart, the magic weapon can't feel it, but the blood gala must be meticulous to bear it all.

The white bone human skin fan was swirling with rolling blood, this evil natal treasure, now without an owner, under the control of Ah Wen, silently swirling behind him.

Xuejialuo convulsed for half a pillar of incense for a whole time, and then finally stopped: "Shi can be killed, not humiliated, the senior's actions today, I Xuejialuo recorded, if today's seniors don't kill me, in the future, I will definitely seek justice." ”

Listening to this threat full of resentment, Ah Wen didn't care: "In your heyday, you were just a mid-Yuan Infant, today you are one soul and two points, no matter how you practice in the future, it will be difficult to return to Yuan Infant, I am very curious, what do you want to use to get this justice." Or are you trying to raise the power of a realm to defeat me?" Speaking of this, Awen actually laughed: "I have forgotten, Jenaro, who said the same thing to me at the beginning, and as a result, until now, his true body does not dare to appear in the human world. ”

After saying this, Ah Wen was no longer willing to talk to this guy too much, and turned around: "Before the barrier is lifted, clean up everything here." I will take away all the dead Shaohua people, and you will take these by yourself. With that, Awen took a step, and the man had disappeared in front of the lookout.

Xuejialuo struggled to get up in pain, one soul and two parts, he felt that his cultivation was flowing like a flood that broke the embankment, it was just a fleeting effort, and now he only had the cultivation of the Dao True Realm left.

"Shaohua has a dream, Shaohua has a dream. Ah Wen, who was above the independent void, his eyes were slightly moist, and with a wave of his hand, a small handkerchief flew out of his sleeve, and continued to circulate in the air, bringing all the dead Shaohua people into the small handkerchief.

Ah Wen folded the handkerchief and put it away: "Don't worry, I will take you back to Shaohua Dream City, everything starts there, and ends there." ”