There are only four people on their side, but the enemy is a strong general, with a cloud of masters, and there is a huge disparity in strength and weakness, but Bai Yan and other four people still attack the six masters of the Dao, even if they know that they will die, they must hate the fire in their hearts before they die!

"Okay, how can we Daomen people be at the mercy of the six evildoers!"

"It is righteousness to kill evil people, and it is a personal vendetta to the past, Yan Shiyuan, you think that our righteous people are as important as you!"

"Who's going to play games with you scoundrels, play by yourself!"

Seeing this, the other imprisoned Daomen people applauded and were greatly relieved......

It's a pity that the four Dao people didn't rush to the high platform, they were stopped by other ghost cultivators, and the ghost pawns covered it from both sides, and in a blink of an eye, Bai Yan and the other four Dao people were drowned in the ghost army.

Seeing this, Blood Wanyi looked at Yan Shiyuan and said sneeringly: "Master Yan, these people are brought down from our Shura Dao just to act in this play? ”

Yan Shiyuan's face was quite ugly, and he muttered: "What's the matter, why don't they kill each other, they don't want to go alive, they have to seek death." There was confusion in his eyes.

Yin Wei said: "Since something has gone wrong, then hurry up and end it, all the troops, take them down!"

Although the Taoists are all extraordinary, their two fists are invincible to the four hands, but for a moment, they suddenly feel that they are unable to support the ghost strokes in all directions.

Seeing that he would die under the ghost army sooner or later, Bai Yan thought about dragging the enemy chief to death, and then shouted loudly: "Yin Dragon, the guts rats who attack more and less, only dare to hide behind the ghost army, but dare to come out to fight!"

"Oh, if I fight, four against one, don't you fight more with less?"

Bai Yan Daodao: "Joke! You can call Yan Shiyuan, blood ten thousand killings, blood thousand autumns, four against four! Daomen will not be as shameless as you!"

"Haha, it's a pity, you are also worthy of fighting with me?" Yin Wei smiled arrogantly, and with a little hand, a ghost aura as thick as ink overflowed from his fingertips, turning into countless fierce ghosts with teeth and claws.

The cries of the ghosts, the strange screams, and the wild laughter came and went, crazy and noisy and shocking, and the four people suddenly felt that they couldn't breathe, and they were forced back into the arena for a while, but they listened to the gloom and said: "However, it is a good idea to take four against four, I will give you a chance, if you can defeat my four men, I will give you a chance to challenge." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw four ghost slaves with ghost faces and black robes descending from the stands, falling into the arena, and surrounding the four people from all directions.

Bai Yan and the others were vigilant, and then said loudly: "Okay, I'll get rid of your minions first, and then I'll deal with you!"

Baishi Daoren and Bai Yan each faced a ghost slave, fought a few moves, and after the opponent's cultivation had been mastered, Bai Shi had a competitive heart and said: "Bai Yan, who will solve the opponent in front of you first, how about it?"

Bai Yan snorted coldly: "Why not!"

"Then you're going to lose!" Bai Shi shouted, turned his palm up and down, and vented his hatred for the Hell Dao, he already boasted that his skills were better than Bai Yan, at this time the palm was sometimes as light as a feather, sometimes heavier than Mount Tai, the change of spirit, the power of ten thousand, and he was the enemy of the ghost slave gradually clumsy, he found a flaw, a palm straight into the middle palace, hit on the chest, in an instant the other party has been hit to the whole body bones shattered, dead can no longer die.

In the next moment, Bai Yan's side also divided the victory and defeat, Bai Yan used it as a sword, but he walked a thick and majestic way, a sword broke the head of the ghost slave, and his head rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"Ha, you're one step slower than me. Shiraishi said hesitantly.

But when he saw that side, Bai Yan stared straight at the rolling head, his face was like dead ashes, shaped like a wood carving, and he exclaimed bitterly: "Yu'er, how could it be you!"

Bai Shi was startled, and looked at the head, the ghost mask on the head had rolled off, revealing a young face stained with mud and blood, and this face he also recognized, it was Bai Yan's only son. When they were attacked while rescuing the Heavenly Master Dao, Bai Yan desperately covered his son to leave, thinking that he had escaped safely, but he also fell into the hands of the Hell Dao and refined it into a ghost slave, staging this tragedy of blood cannibalism......

Bai Shi suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and every pore of his body trembled, if Bai Yan killed his own son, then who did he kill?

Bai Shi trembled and walked towards the ghost slave he had just killed, and took off his mask in fear, but sat on the ground with weak feet, and then howled and cried: "Uncle, my nephew is not filial, my nephew is not filial, how can I sit down and this rebellious act of five thunders and thunders that should have been hit!!" Bai Shi was killed, it was his own uncle, and it was also the elder of the sect who guided him to support him, for him, he had always been closer than his own father, but he didn't expect to die in his own hands.

"Hahahahahaha

"Yan Shiyuan, it's you!, revenge, I want revenge, I want to kill you!" Bai Yan was attracted by laughter, his eyes were red, and he looked at Yan Shiyuan like a madman, it takes time to refine a ghost slave, and since his son has become a ghost slave, it proves that the other party has already planned and prepared in advance, and the initiator of all this is naturally Yan Shiyuan, who is the best at playing with people's hearts.

Yan Shiyuan smiled, shook his head and said, "Daoist Baiyan, what do you want to do with me, but don't find the wrong target." ”

"Dao Chief, think about it, who is it who just gave up the chance to live and want to kill us?"

"Who is it that challenges His Majesty the Ghost King, who is going to take four against four?"

"Who is the one who is merciless to the ghost slave?"

"Who was the last one to stab your son?"

"I have given you many opportunities, but you are swayed by anger in your heart, who is the one who gives up the opportunity again and again to make the most wrong choice?"

"Finally, let me ask you, who is your enemy?"

Yan Shiyuan's tone was gentle, as if he had inexplicable magic, and every time he asked who it was, there was a more confused trance in the eyes of the Baiyan Dao people, and finally he said in a trembling voice: "Yes...... Me?"

Yan Shiyuan closed his eyes and sighed, "Then do you still want to take revenge?"

"Yes, revenge, revenge...... Yu'er, I'll avenge you!" Bai Yan's face suddenly turned hideous, and his eyes were red and said: "Villain, pay for Yu'er's life!" A terrible roar, Bai Yan's sword wiped on his neck, and it was actually a sword that cut off his own head, and the head rolled in a circle, rolling down with his son's head, looking at each other......

"Division...... Senior brother?" Bai Yan's neck blood splashed on the white stone surface, but Bai Shi was like a clay sculpture, his eyes were dull and empty.

Yan Shiyuan shook his head regretfully and said, "Your senior brother is dead."

"Dead?" said Shiraishi Daoren, stupidly.

Yan Shiyuan said in a seductive voice: "That's right, do you know what hurt him?"

"Daoist Baishi, don't listen to him, don't be affected by him!" The rest of the people who were trapped in the Dao Gate saw that Bai Yan had been said to be alive and dead, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and shouted loudly to block the Dao, but Bai Shi was now almost mentally broken, his eyes were obsessed, and he was completely unaware of the outside world's voices. He was stunned and asked, "What is it?"

Yan Shiyuan said: "It's his resentful heart." ”

"Hatred?"

"Yes, yes, resentment, anger, and hatred are all hatred, and cultivators are like heavenly beings in the eyes of ordinary people, giving up hatred and purifying their hearts, but Baiyan Daoist is occupied by hatred. ”

"Because of his hatred, he would rather not die than kill us, and because of his anger, he lost his cool, and he could not recognize his son's body and the number of moves, because of his anger, he killed his son first, and then killed himself. Anger is the fire in the heart, and if you burn others, you will also burn yourself!" Yan Shiyuan said bitterly.

"This world needs tolerance and understanding, why, why can't he be more tolerant of the six realms and himself? Such a tragedy is caused by anger, so if you want to be free physically and mentally and no longer suffer, you need to get rid of your anger!!" Yan Shiyuan said with a solemn expression.

"Get rid of your anger, and there will be no more pain?" Shiraishi's hollow eyes suddenly glowed.

"That's right, if you get rid of your anger, you won't be in pain anymore!" Yan Shiyuan nodded, his pious and compassionate demeanor was like a monk who crossed people out of the sea of suffering.

"Okay, then I, this will get rid of this hatred!" Bai Shi raised his voice and drank, and actually pulled his claw into his heart, tearing out the bloody heart that was still beating!

"Really, it's not painful anymore......" Shiraishi smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

There were still Li Daochang and Mu Yin left on the field, and when they saw the tragic situation of Bai Yan and Bai Shi, they were already cold, for fear that they would seriously hurt their loved ones.

After a while, the Wood Hermit examined the opponent's figure and asked, "Master, but you?

But the opponent didn't answer, but the attack became more and more urgent, the wood hermit didn't dare to make a heavy hand, so he had to recite the magic trick, and summoned countless vines, densely wrapped around the ghost slave, but saw that the ghost slave used the same spell, the same vine rose out of the ground, but the vine drawn by the ghost slave was like a spear, stabbing forward.

One keeps his hand, the other kills, the same spell immediately has a distinction between superior and inferior, the vine of the wood hermit was pierced, and then, the body was pierced by countless vines, and was pierced into a sieve, and there was no good meat in the whole body.

"This spell is really ...... Master ......," the Wood Hermit muttered, and then lost his life as well.

"You, beast, I'm fighting with you!" "The rabbit died and the fox was sad, so that the only remaining Li Daochang was angry, hated and afraid, for fear of accidentally injuring his loved ones, and did not dare to make a move on the ghost slave in front of him, but who was really angry, shook away the ghost slave entangled in front of him, and made a floating dust attack Yan Shiyuan. The floating dust rises against the wind, and the tail end of the floating dust is inextricably linked to Yan Shiyuan.

Yan Shiyuan did not move, seeing that he was about to be pierced by the silk thread, he saw that in front of him, the ghost slave was forced again, and he was not afraid to block in front of Yan Shiyuan, Li Daochang hurriedly withdrew his hand, and the ghost slave was ruthless, and a palm was imprinted on his heart.

Li Daochang screamed miserably, fell to the ground, struggled to get up again, and used the last strength of his life to walk towards the ghost slave, "Are you...... Mingyue, or Mingxin?Good apprentice, the master doesn't blame you, doesn't blame you......"

Li Daochang stretched out his hand with great effort, wanting to take off the ghost slave mask, but the ghost slave also stood quietly and did not move, but the mask was out of the body, but Li Daochang opened his eyes and said in shock.

"You, you're not my apprentice, who are you!!"

The person in front of him was not only not his disciple, but even more, his smart eyes were full of mockery, which was very different from the ordinary ghost slave with a stiff face and empty eyes.

"Haha!" Two laughs rang out at the same time, both of them were indescribable ridicule, one was Yan Shiyuan, and the other was the person in front of him.

"Daochang Li, you are the only one present who has broken your hatred, and you can show mercy to my Taoist subordinates in the world, Yan Shiyuan admires, admires!" Yan Shiyuan bowed from afar.

Thinking was misled, thinking that it was the disciple's mercy, but he didn't expect that the last person was really the enemy, and he gave up the opportunity to kill Yan Shiyuan for the sake of the enemy, and also took his own life. Li Daochang's face was distorted, and his eyes were almost split.

"Hate, hate, poor hate!" looked up to the sky, it was the last unwillingness, endless anger and hatred swept through his heart, surging all around, Li Daochang's already broken muscles and veins were shattered inch by inch under anger, and his whole body died of blood!

"Anger is ruined, the body is filthy, the five turbidities are endless, and the heavens and men are immortal!" Yan Shiyuan's gloomy voice like a poisonous snake came, and it became the last voice heard by Li Daochang's life.

The blood gushed in the ditches on both sides of the arena, and the blood was quickly drained, while in the other place, dark red blood gushed out...... (To be continued.) )