Maoshan, the head of the dojo.

In the deepest part of the dojo, in a room that is opaque on all sides.

The owner of this place, Shi Jian, the head of Maoshan Mountain, looked at the five urns full of talismans in front of him.

Thinking about what happened to him during the day, thinking of the eyes of those rebels who despised him, gradually, his face was as calm as water.

At this moment, Shi Shaojian, who had been stunned, woke up.

As soon as he regained consciousness, Shi Shaojian was ready to shout loudly for his backer, his father Shi Jian.

Help yourself take down Wang Yu, so that you can torture Wang Yu, a hateful guy, to death.

But when his eyes saw the five urns beside him, he was suddenly frightened and silent.

He recognized what it was.

The Five Sons of the White Lotus Sect!

These five demon fetuses are monsters created by the White Lotus Sect a hundred years ago in order to overthrow the rule of the previous dynasty.

A hundred years ago, the White Lotus Sect once collected five evil babies whose lives belonged to the five elements.

At that time, the White Lotus Holy Maiden used the secret method of blood sacrifice to sacrifice the five evil babies with strange lives, and sacrificed them into five evil fetuses that were born to each other but restrained each other.

Because this demon fetus belongs to the peculiar life of the five elements, it does not return to heaven and does not obey the earth.

The ordinary Five Elements spell hit them like an itch.

When those five-headed demon fetuses were born, the White Lotus Sect relied on them to break through thirteen cities in a row.

Everywhere I went, there was no living mouth in the city.

If it weren't for a great lama who could be comparable to the realm of real people, he would have fought with his life, and even suppressed it with a golden body after his death.

These five-headed demon fetuses are simply uncontrollable.

A few days ago, according to the records of the year, my father worked hard to find these five demon fetuses.

As a result, he was careless, and escaped from the suppression of the great lama by this demon fetus.

In just one night, these five-headed demon fetuses washed a place called Xujia Town.

There were more than 3,000 people in the town, and none of them could still catch their breath the next morning.

Even a cultivator realm cultivator stationed in that town was eaten alive by these five demon fetuses in his sleep.

If it weren't for the golden body of the great lama who suppressed them, he was afraid that his own father would have to avoid them.

"Dad, what are you doing with these five demon fetuses?

After the last time the Great Lama's golden body suppressed them, it shattered into a ground of bone powder.

If you let them run out again, I'm afraid that more than half of the people up and down this Mao Mountain will die!" Speaking of this, Shi Shaojian, who had palpitations for the demon fetus, couldn't help but shudder.

"If you want to die, you will die all of them, and that's good." ”

Shi Shaojian, who knew his father well, knew that his father, who was speaking in this tone, really wanted Maoshan to die at the moment.

However, Shi Shaojian, who was used to lawlessness, was not only frightened by this, but was very excited: "Dad is right, if you want to die, you should let them all die."

The elders were all pretending to be tall, damn it.

Today, those disciples have seen my loss to that Wang Yu, if they publicize it, I will still have the face to be a man.

So, they deserve to die too.

Dad, your decision to release these five demon fetuses is really wise. ”

Regarding Shi Shaojian's clamour, Shi Jian couldn't deny: "My son, you also think they all deserve to die, and you also think it is a wise choice for me to release these five-headed demon fetuses?"

"Yes, let's kill them right away. Although he felt that his father's tone seemed a little strange, Shi Shaojian, who was excited, didn't think too much.

This is his own father, who cares about himself in front of his old man.

"My son's thoughts are the same as mine, a sect that can't think about the head of the sect everywhere must have been defiled.

It's time for me, the head of the family, to recreate a Maoshan faction.

However, with these five demon fetuses alone, I want to wash the blood up and down Maoshan Mountain, but I am afraid that I will not be able to do it.

The six old immortals, Lin Jiu's rebellion, and even Wang Yu's evil obstacles, all have their own means.

As orthodox Maoshan disciples, with their joint efforts, the five-headed demon fetus may not be able to do anything to them. ”

Speaking of this, Shi Jian was sluggish for a moment, but then that dullness was abandoned by him, and he could do anything for the sake of strength and power: "So, I decided to retreat tonight and try to break through the real human realm."

The aura fluctuations in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day were not created by Jin Qing's old immortal.

He was also a monk in the wine realm.

Therefore, as long as I can become a great monk in the real realm in one fell swoop, it is still up to me who lives and who dies on this Mao Mountain.

However, although I have condensed the five qi in my chest, I am a little disgraceful because of the methods I used at the beginning.

When I fought with Wang Yu today, the five elements of aura in my chest were wiped out by the thunder in his palm.

My son, would you like to help my father and me, become one with me, and refine the five-headed demon fetus for your own use?

Don't worry, in order to ensure that everyone up and down this Maoshan will give you a funeral, I just contacted the Jiuju Yimai on the side of Xiaodongyang, and they have sent someone to Maoshan.

These Oriental dogs assured me that they would be able to seal off the Ancestral Court before dawn and not let anyone escape from the Ascension. ”

Looking at his father with a smile, Shi Shaojian suddenly had hairs all over his body.

He knew who his father was, so he believed what Shi Jian said just now.

He hated Wang Yu and those disciples of Maoshan, and hated them so much that he wanted them all to die.

But the premise of all this is that he wants to live!

If a person dies, if he dies, what can he do even if he gets revenge: "Father, father, you are my father, I am your son!"

You only have my blood!

We can avenge this revenge at any time, but there is only one life!

If you're dead, you're really nothing?"

Looking at his own son who was crying bitterly in front of him, Shi Jian, who had already strengthened his determination, showed no signs of wavering at all: "My son, these five-headed demon fetuses have been hungry and thirsty for a long time.

Later, I will merge them into your body one by one in the order of the five elements.

You are a trainer, and you are used as a mother by the demon fetus for a short time, although it will hurt but it will not die.

You remember, until I perform the Great Law of Bloodline Transfer, you must not die or lose consciousness.

Otherwise, the father's hard work will be in vain.

At that time, the father will lose his son and lose his army. ”

Looking at his father, whose face was so calm that it made people feel frightened, Shi Shaojian desperately wanted to struggle to resist.

But how could Shi Jian, who had been prepared for a long time, not be prepared for this.

In the gloomy room, one urn after another was unsealed.

Screams filled the room.

The incessant cursing sounded from time to time.

But no one in Maoshan noticed all this.

In the nine-story stone tower, Wang Yu, who stayed up late to read, could feel a feeling of palpitations from time to time.

But he didn't care about it because he felt that his strength could go to Pingmao Mountain.

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