The words passed away and roared to the sky, and the whistle broke through the main hall of the Divine Court, and the roof of the hall roared with a sound of gold tiles and silver bricks falling piece by piece, and the glazed gems inlaid on the surrounding walls shattered into powder.

The eager Divine Court disciples behind him were shocked by this roar, the meridians in the first row were shattered, the blood in the second row spurted wildly, and the third row flew out ten zhang away.

The elders of the Divine Court resisted one after another, and although their skills were behind them, they still felt that the qi and blood in their bodies were churning.

The strange thing is that Qi Chu and Xu Jinyu are safe and sound, and they only look at the words in surprise, looking at everything that happened in front of them.

The whistling sound stopped for a long time, and the words passed away to relieve the boredom in the chest, and I only felt extremely transparent. He still smiled at Qi Chu and said, "Friend, don't come unharmed!"

While on the boat, Qi Chu had noticed that he was holding down the big boat that was about to be upside down with one hand, so the big boat immediately regained its balance. At that time, Qi Chu knew that this person must have supreme skills. It wasn't until today that I saw Qi Chu that I knew it was wrong, and everything in front of me confirmed the strength of the words.

Not the best, but the best!

Now Qi Chu was shocked in his heart, if it was said that the mistake of words was the first in the world, it would never be an exaggeration. If there is anyone in the world who can sit on an equal footing with him, there is only his own master, Xu Dao Buddha, the god of gods. And the old man has stopped shooting for many years, and Qi Chu doesn't know how high his cultivation is now.

Qi Chu imagined such a scene in his heart, one day he passed away and met his master, who could be better?

He couldn't imagine the result.

"I'm out of sight. Qi Chu stepped forward and said.

Streamer Childe is not ashamed of his mistakes, he is not a god, he accepts his imperfections.

The elders of the Divine Court were as timid as rats in the face of their words, and except for the Jade Yan Venerable and the Ten Nights Venerable, the others did not dare to speak at all.

And the Jade Yan Venerable is to protect the Divine Court, the Ten Nights Venerable just doesn't want to be pressed down by the Jade Yan Venerable, he wants the position of the head of the Divine Court.

In the Divine Court, although the status of these elders is very high, and their cultivation is unmatched, there is a shadow in the memories of these people, that is, the words are wrong.

This undead monster was cramped with three evils and two righteousness when they were very young, and although they grew up and grew old, they still couldn't forget the means of saying and passing away.

In addition to nodding the head, the head should be regarded as a bow, kicking the sky, and the headless body on the other side, the scar with the size of the bowl sprayed blood, and the strange dance of "hand dancing".

Once, among the three evils and two righteousness, I don't know who spent a lot of money to hire a dead man to prepare to assassinate Yan Death, who knew that this dead man was discovered by the water next to Yan Death before he could make a move, and his identity was revealed.

The difference between a dead man and an assassin is if both parties take money from their employers. An Assassin would flee quickly if he missed, while a Dead Man would poison himself or bite his tongue if he missed.

At that time, the dead were ready to die.

However, since a person like Yan Death can decide the death of others, he can control the life of others.

No one knows what means he used to stop the dead man from taking poison.

At that time, he had been living in the Divine Court for a long time, so he issued a summoning order the next day, summoning all the people he suspected to the Divine Court Hall.

He believed that one of these people must have instructed the dead, so he asked the dead to begin to identify him.

Most of these people who were called were elders, and even if there were young disciples, they were also the leaders of the younger generation of the Divine Court.

At that time, Yuyan and Shiye were still children, and among these people was the master of the inch heart, the Venerable Tianyan. It was also the dead soldier hired by their master with a lot of money, but the dead man deliberately pointed out others in order to protect his employer.

In fact, Jieshui had already investigated the night before and found out that the real employer was Venerable Tianyan, but he had told him not to expose it.

The person who was deliberately pointed out by the dead man jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't be washed, but this person is also a hard bone, he has been bullied and oppressed for a long time, and in a fit of anger, he even admitted that he was the employer.

Isn't it just death? I'm not afraid!" he thought to himself.

But there are many kinds of death, of course a happy death is not afraid, if it is not happy, even a tortured death, how many people in the world can not be afraid?

He ordered all his family members to be taken to the main hall of the Divine Court, and the person was widowed with a knife.

And that's not all!

The man died, watching his flesh and bones cut off with a knife. This is Ling Chi, but what is more cruel than Ling Chi is still to come.

At the same time as the execution, the water had already gone down to find the cauldron to boil the water, and at this time the iron pot was brought to the main hall.

"Cook!"

The words passed away lightly and said a word, and then did it himself in the chair.

The flesh and bones are put in the pot, boiled, boiled, boiled, and put in front of this person's family.

"Eat!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked, they couldn't imagine that Yan Death would use such a method. It's just miserable, hurtful and harmful!

If your family members don't eat it, it's your own relatives! How can you swallow it?

The water pulled over a beautiful woman, and the knife in her hand was on her neck, "If you don't eat it, I will chop you, and then put it in the pot, cook it and then give it to them!"

The beautiful woman was stunned on the spot, and then she was woken up by splashing a bucket of cold water.

"Give it to me!"

At the sound of the water, someone held them down, then broke open their mouths and stuffed the boiled meat into their mouths.

Yan Shu picked up the teacup on the table, "Don't be too rude, dip some condiments appropriately, it's delicious." ”

The people in the divine court who were called in the main hall were already on the verge of collapse at this time, but no one dared to resist. The real employer, Venerable Tianyan, did not dare to stand up, he was not afraid of death, but after death, if it was like the scene in front of him, how could his relatives eat it?

If you can't eat, you're dying, and won't it even tire the family?

So, he chose to be silent. I feel a lot of pain in my heart, I blame myself and regret it, but I can only watch everything happen.

During this period, some of the people who were forcibly stuffed with cooked meat passed out, and some went crazy directly. But in any case, this pot of meat was all stuffed into their stomachs.

The dead man had already committed suicide, and this time he would not stop him.

Everyone saw the fate of murdering Yan Yan, and from now on, no one would dare to harm him.

They remember this matter clearly by Yuyan and Shiye, and in their hearts, they have always been a monster that cannot be touched.

Later, Jieshui asked why he didn't kill Venerable Tianyan.

He just smiled faintly, he is the master of the heart, without the master, the stinky boy will be sad.

He asked, but from then on he would hate his master, and he would definitely assassinate him on this trip.

It doesn't matter if you say it's wrong, it doesn't matter, as long as you don't make that stinky boy sad, what if you kill me a thousand times?

But this conversation, Cun Xin will never know, because his rebellious life has just ended.