Gan Ning sneered and withdrew his shirt.

And Mu Niantong didn't dare to move, because Lu Xun was watching the two of them not far away.

What a humiliation this was, but Mu Niantong didn't dare to resist.

Lu Xun looked at the two of them, and he didn't feel the slightest emotion, just like watching a boring performance.

Gan Ning was like a fierce beast, and the strong sense of oppression made Mu Niantong tremble a little.

She has seen so many men, and has killed countless men, so she can stay young forever.

However, Gan Ning turned out to be different, she couldn't see through it.

In other words, it was Lu Xun's supreme technique that worked.

A tearing moan echoed through the night.

When everything was over, Gan Ning knelt down with satisfaction and said to Lu Xun: "Thank you for the master's reward!"

"No need, this slut will be with you in the future, and it will not be in vain for you to fight with me, forget the past, you will live better!" Lu Xun said coldly: "However, you still have to remember the person who brought you humiliation!"

Mu Niantong lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, although she had the idea of fighting to the death, but she was unexpectedly unable to use any strength to fight back.

It's humiliation, although she is unwilling, but she doesn't dare to say it.

"The Emperor of Heaven... My lord..."She gritted her teeth and shouted these words, and then with the next breath, Gan Ning directly stepped forward and picked Mu Niantong up, making her speechless, "Slut, you can't call the master by his previous title, now he has to call him Immortal Daoist!"

Mu Niantong gritted her teeth, she only needed to concentrate a trace of true qi to knock Gan Ning away, but she didn't dare.

Or rather, it can't, because the aura that exists around her actually suppresses her power perfectly.

"I know what you're thinking, I actually rewarded you to my disciple, don't you feel extremely humiliated?" Lu Xun laughed the most at this time, the pleasure of revenge he wanted actually made him a little excited.

"You learned my kung fu, and you didn't even dare to resist at this time, it was a false appearance!" Lu Xun opened the scroll, and then stroked the scroll with his hand, allowing some of the "human souls" in the scroll to escape.

Those white human souls condensed into a ball, and finally all gathered in Lu Xun's hands, "Of course, I can't let you have any chance to resist me, I won't let you die!"

Lu Xun condensed the qi of his fingertips, and then churned out, reaching Mu Niantong's neck, where it had been branded by the "Emperor of Heaven".

"From now on, you are Gan Ning's thing, if you resist, this brand will make you feel painful at any time!" Lu Xun said, Mu Niantong felt a huge pain, as if his neck was burned by fire.

She instinctively clutched her neck, but to no avail.

The imprint of the word "Emperor of Heaven" gradually receded, and then a new brand "Gan Ning" reappeared.

"This is your dog leash!"

Mu Niantong's beautiful face was full of fear and unwillingness, she had cultivated for a hundred years, devouring the essence of countless men, and in the end, she continued to be controlled without even a trace of resistance.

All hope was in vain.

Her face was as dead as ashes.

"Disciple, thank you again, master!"

Gan Ning's eyes showed a greedy look, he had never felt such a pleasure in living in the world.

This slave who was obtained for no reason is a thousand times stronger than something that cannot be obtained by any means.

"No need, alright, bring your 'belongings', it's time for us to get down to business!"

In the main hall of the Forgotten Sorrow Palace, all the members of the Divine Fire Sect and some of the elders of the deacons were all looking at everything above this hall in amazement.

Originally, on the top of the main hall, the dragon chair that symbolized the position of the Holy Monarch of the "Divine Fire Sect" sat a strange man with a mask at this time, and the Holy Monarch of the Divine Fire Sect was tied to his neck with a chain at this time, and he was naked on the ground.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the jade-crowned young man standing next to the dragon chair, which is unfathomable and impossible to see.

The representatives of various factions in southern Xinjiang, who were suppressed by Mu Niantong on weekdays, felt another kind of oppression at this time.

The sect master of the "Ten Thousand Poisons Sect" was an old man who was nearly fifty years old, and he had a witch Gu vessel in his hand, and he stepped forward with some wobness and asked: "Old Bailitao, I don't know, the two captured my family's holy monarch, what does this mean?"

Baili Tao is naturally a little bold, since the Shenhuo Sect annexed the Ten Thousand Poison Gate and threw the corpse of the previous door master to the public, this Baili Tao took his place, and the size of the manager of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate was appropriate, providing witchcraft for the Shenhuo Sect.

Of course, he also knows how to judge the situation and see the strength of this uninvited guest.

"From today on, this Divine Fire Sect will be controlled by me, I am Gan Ning!" Gan Ning stood up and shouted at everyone in the audience: "If you are not convinced, you can stand up!"

But no one dared to respond.

Only that Baili Tao knelt directly on the ground and said to Gan Ning: "I, Bai Li Tao, am willing to admit the new Holy Monarch!"

So they all fell to their knees.

It's so easy to come by, and there aren't even any twists and turns.

Lu Xun nodded with satisfaction, putting Gan Ning in this position was also his instruction, so that he could concentrate on studying the way of magic.

"This is my master, Lu Xun, the immortal Taoist, from today on, everyone in southern Xinjiang must convert to the immortal Tao, and those who do not accept it will be killed!" Gan Ning's voice was like Hong Zhong, and there was no longer the indecisiveness of the former "white-clothed sword monarch" Mo Lingquan.

Even if it was just a shadow created by Lu Xun, he still got the pleasure of his existence in the world.

This feeling of King's Landing cannot be given to anyone no matter what, only Lu Xun can.

"From now on, the whole of southern Xinjiang will be ready to march into the Central Plains!"

Gan Ning's hand was like a flag, focusing everyone's eyes on this point.

No one objected, even if it was Mu Niantong, he only dared to make sufficient preparations to map the Central Plains again, but this newcomer, the outsiders who occupied the magpie's nest actually wanted to directly attack the Central Plains.

This is exactly Lu Xun's plan, he doesn't want to get the Central Plains, and he doesn't intend to seek the world, the world is just a matter of waving his hand for him.

However, he needed to use the lives of tens of millions of people as a sacrifice to draw a blood sacrifice array on the fertile soil of the Central Plains.

In other words, he will fall into heaven.

That kind of wish can only be understood by his eyes, who have seen all kinds of mortal things.

It has transcended life and death, and has taken all the people in the world as sacrifices of blood sacrifices, and the world as a container.

Lu Xun raised his hands and felt the breath in the hall at this time, "Not enough, your murderous aura is not enough, you have some courage to kill a world and show me!"