"Third brother!" Zhong Zhaoming gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "You kill me! Otherwise, if I get out of trouble, I will definitely make public what you did evil in Xiaojun Mountain!"

Zhong Zhenzhou was stunned for a moment.

He turned around to look at Zhong Zhaoming, who looked at death as if he was at home, as if he didn't know his younger brother, and his eyes became more and more novel.

He probably didn't expect that his younger brother also had such a bloody side.

"My dear brother, you are my father's most beloved son, how can I be willing to kill you. For some reason, Zhong Zhenzhou's words were full of mockery. After being moved by affection, he began to understand Zhong Zhao's reasoning. "You just want to denounce me, then have you ever thought about what will happen to our Longling Zhong clan if you denounce me? What will happen to my father? And you and me?"

Zhong Zhaoming's mental defense line was broken down layer by layer, becoming weaker and weaker.

He forced his composure and moved out of his father's name, trying to deter the demonic third brother.

"If my father had known what you had done today, he would not have forgiven you!"

Zhong Zhenzhou pretended to be scared, but he was still sarcastic about Zhong Zhaoming: "It seems that you don't know your father at all." ”

"Third brother, what do you mean?" Zhong Zhaoming suddenly had a very terrible thought in his heart, and then showed a look of horror. "Father asked you to come!?"

He hoped that the third brother would deny it.

However, from the third brother, he did not get the answer he was expecting.

"Then why do you think my father passed this gun to me?"

In an instant, Zhong Zhaoming's thoughts were discouraged, and his whole heart was like dancing like stumbling on the knife mountain.

What happened to the third brother?

What happened to my father?

Longling Zhong, what's wrong?

Could it be true as the county lord said-Longling Zhong Clan, the number of qi is about to run out?

How he wished that the world he was in was illusory at this moment.

Zhong Zhenzhou was immersed in morbid ecstasy.

"My dear brother, just watch! This little mountain will soon become a Shura field! You and I will have no trouble allowing these so-called famous families to kill each other and stain their hands with blood! No matter how proud they are, no matter how clean they are, all their noble discipline will collapse in an instant!"

Zhong Zhenzhou played well, and he had a wishful thinking!

He can not have to stain his hands with the blood of his fellow believers, but he can also achieve his own goals.

However, can he and those sect disciples who are trapped in Xiaojun Mountain still be regarded as the same path?

Zhong Zhaoming was terrified in his heart.

He stared closely at the magic spear in the third brother's hand.

His third brother must have been controlled by that magic spear!

As long as the magic spear is out of his hands, his third brother will definitely return to normal!

Zhong Zhao remembered his whole life, and his body moved with it.

At this moment, a cynical voice came from outside Shandong:

"Whoever is holding the [Destruction of Souls] to create evil, show up quickly. Otherwise, I'll go in and find you!"

Zhong Zhaoming and Zhong Zhenzhou were both shocked.

Looking at the entire Xiaojun Mountain, except for the two Zhong brothers, how could anyone know that the [Soul Destruction] was in the world of Xiaojun Mountain!

Even if that person knew that [Soul Annihilation] was in Xiaojun Mountain, he didn't necessarily know that this magic spear was in the hands of the people of the Longling Zhong Clan!

Zhong Zhenzhou tightened his hat and hid his face deep under the brim.

He turned around with a gun, and before leaving, he warned Zhong Zhaoming in a deep voice: "Stay in the cave!"

After speaking, he strode out of the cave and met the battle with fearlessness.

The man who called the war, at this moment, was holding a long sword and stood awe-inspiring in front of the cave.

Zhong Zhenzhou didn't know the person who called the battle, but he recognized the [Frost Cold] sword in the opponent's hand.

"It turned out to be the Lingxiao son of the Hanxiang Ling clan!" Zhong Zhenzhou couldn't hold back, he laughed excitedly, and his expression became more and more crazy. "I heard that Ling Xiao Gongzi is known as a genius in the Hanxiang Ling Clan, and he is also a rare talent in the entire Central Continent! Today I will teach you this so-called genius to sacrifice my magic spear!"

"Your spear?" [Ling Ling] sneered, "Is it yours, if it's yours, why should you call me its master!"

[Ling Ling] stretched out his hand to [Soul Destruction].

The body of the spear of [Soul Destruction] actually vibrate, as if immersed in the joy of reunion after a long absence.

[Soul Destruction] is responding to him!

Realizing this, Zhong Zhenzhou's expression changed greatly.

He grabbed the hand of [Soul Destroyer] and stepped up his strength.

He knew that he couldn't stay for a long time, so he nervously left a sentence "Prince Lingxiao, today is not an auspicious day for you and me to fight, let's continue another day", and left in a hurry.

"Want to escape?" [Ling Ling] wouldn't let him go!

As soon as Zhong Zhenzhou's figure moved, [Ling Ling] immediately chased after him.

Seeing the two of them leave the cave one after the other, Zhong Zhaoming hurriedly ran to his companions, reconnected the broken immortal rope, and tied them again.

After doing this, he didn't get a moment of peace.

He really wished he hadn't seen the third brother today.

But now that it's happened, what else can he do?

He couldn't watch all these sect disciples die in this demonic fog created by his third brother!

He had to find a way to alert the others.

Zhong Zhaoming ran to the entrance of the cave and suddenly stopped.

He looked at the demon mist outside the cave and hesitated.

After a while, he bit his heart with his teeth, held his breath, and plunged into the demon mist.

"County Lord!

He looked for the county lord all over the mountain, looked for the county lord all over the mountain, where to go, where to shout.

He ran aimlessly.

How long he ran, he himself didn't know.

He didn't meet a single person.

As he was helpless, his saber moved, pulling his hand in one direction.

Zhong Zhaoming felt it, and looked at the saber in his hand in a daze.

But the sword is like a dead thing, motionless.

Was it just his delusion?

Zhong Zhaoming didn't have time to think about it, turned around and ran in the direction where the sword was pulled.

About half an hour later, he saw a fire.

Zhong Zhaoming hurriedly quickened his pace.

He was unaware of the arrival at the temple.

The people who were guarding the temple saw a man rushing in the firelight.

Xie Liubin pounced on him and slashed with his sword.

Yu Shu's eyes were quick and he dragged him back.

"You see, it's a person!"

Xie Liubin was red-eyed when he killed the ghostly corpse, and almost killed Zhong Zhaoming as a ghostly corpse.

rushed into the circle of fire, and saw that many people were there, and Zhong Zhaoming cried with joy.

He fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

"Great! You're all there! You're all right!"

"Didn't I let you stay in the cave!" Leia was not happy to see him.

Zhong Zhaoming cried and asked them for help:

"I see..."

No way!

He can't shake out the matter of the third brother!

Otherwise, the Longling Zhong clan will be finished!

Zhong Zhaoming wiped away his tears and choked up, "When I came, I saw several sect disciples killing each other! They all seemed to have fallen into the miasma of the demon mist and became like ghost corpses! You can help them!"

How can I help?

They can't protect themselves!