Ren Qianxun urged the big dream Zhou Tian, radiating hundreds of millions of flying boats with spiritual power, and all kinds of scenes were like seeing with his eyes. For a time, the creatures of the Heavenly Family Clan, some of them were demonic. After entering the demon, he seemed to have lost his mind, and his six relatives did not recognize him, and he slaughtered indiscriminately.

"Defy the will of the heavens, cut off the demonic thoughts. Ren Qianxun's face changed slightly, and he instantly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, sacrificing a large amount of anti-heaven mysteries. He tried to cut off the demonic thoughts of demonic beings with a mysterious meaning against the sky.

Strands of anti-heaven mysteries turned into shocking light. The light has a spirit, and there is a mystery of tracking and identification, and it enters the body of a demonic being. After a while, the Heavenly Mystery cut off the demonic thoughts of many living beings, but the next second there was a burst of explosions. When I looked up, the bodies of the creatures that had been cut off from the demon thoughts all exploded, and they were completely dead.

"What's going on?" Ren Qianxun asked himself in surprise. His anti-heaven mystery is spiritual power, and he obviously only cuts off the spiritual demonic thoughts planted by the Heavenly Dao in the bodies of living beings, and will not hurt the physical body in the slightest. But at this moment, the creatures whose demonic thoughts were cut off all exploded and died in strange bodies.

"It's useless. Rebel, I knew that you would use the power of the heaven-defying soul to cut off demonic thoughts. At the same time that I planted demonic thoughts in the bodies of living beings, I also used the technique of demonic thoughts and physical companionship. From then on, the demonic thoughts and the physical body are interdependent, and when the demonic thoughts are beheaded, their physical bodies will explode with them. "Heaven said slowly, as if to say another insignificant matter.

When Ren Qianxun heard this, he was furious, and he was about to be blown up. At this time, he understood that the Heavenly Dao was not only ruthless, but also vicious. For example, today, half of the living beings in the small land of the family have been planted with demonic thoughts, and they are slaughtered indiscriminately without fear of death. If left unchecked, the living beings of the Heavenly Family clan will fight among themselves, and the two will fight, and I don't know how many living beings will die. And because of the accompanying technique, if you insist on cutting off the demonic thoughts, you will have to sacrifice half of the lives of the Heavenly Dependents.

To chop or not to chop?

Cut off the demonic thoughts, half of the living beings died, and if they were not cut off, the Heavenly Dependents were infighting, and the casualties were unknown.

At this moment, Ren Qianxun was like being struck by lightning, and a sense of powerlessness filled his body. He can't choose, he is not ruthless enough after all. No matter what one chooses, a large number of living beings will die, and his conscience will be disturbed.

In hundreds of millions of flying boats, human tragedies are being staged. Sometimes the scenes of infighting and killing each other are more difficult to see than natural disasters that destroy the world, and a kind of sorrow fills everyone's hearts.

In a flying boat, swords and swords.

"Fourth, what's wrong with you? I'm your second brother. "A sword cultivator, with a knife mark on his back, endured the burning pain, raised the sword in front of his chest, slightly guarded, and his face was more puzzled and sad.

"Second brother? I don't have a second brother. I am the Damned Exterminator. I was born for my Lord and fought for my Lord. Extinction, ants. "The cultivator who was replaced by the fourth elder was short and fat, with a scimitar in one hand, and his skin was pale, and he didn't know what kind of evil exercises he practiced.

"What are you talking about, do you really not have a second brother?" asked the sword cultivator with great excitement, unconsciously tearing down the two lines. The way of the sword is ruthless, but this sword cultivator is a famous man with a temperament, and he values love and righteousness.

"I don't have a second brother. I am the noble Damned Exterminator. The short and fat man who made the knife spoke lightly, revealing the ruthlessness of the stinger. "Ruthless knife technique, ruthless killing!"

In an instant, the five blood-colored knives were separated from the east, west, north, south, and middle, and there were vaguely bloody knives connected to each other, connecting them into a blood-colored knife wall, which was majestic, which implied ruthless knife intent, and the determination was revealed in the slaughter.

"Hahaha!" The cultivator who made the sword laughed with sorrow, laughing worse than crying, and who could understand the pain of worrying his heart. I saw that at this time, his sword was dancing wildly in the air, and his swordsmanship was chaotic, without the slightest hint of lightness, slightly clumsy, and seemed to run counter to the characteristics of the sword.

The other cultivators on the side couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this scene, they couldn't bear to look at the scene that made the sword cultivator's blood splash. No one thought that the clumsy swordsmanship of the sword cultivator could deserve the merciless killing of the ruthless swordsman.

Who knew that the cultivator who made the sword, the sword went sideways, and the two-inch small sword slashed at the blood-colored sword, which was extremely thick, weighing more than 10,000 jun, and its strength was better than that of the heavy sword. The two collided together, and five blood-colored blades flew out.

With a bang, the two-inch small sword, like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, was as fast as lightning, and stabbed at the short and fat man who made the knife at an extremely tricky angle. The short and fat man was slightly flustered, and his scimitar was horizontal, trying to stop the place where the two-inch small sword went.

The sword cultivator shook his head slightly, and the two-inch small sword sword turned sharply, striking east and west, stabbing at the weakness of the short and fat man at the other end. The short and fat man was shocked and angry, at this moment his center of gravity scimitar was on the right, and the left was completely empty, between the lightning and flint, it was completely too late to change his moves to resist.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the sword cultivator, and he couldn't help but deflect the sword by a point. The short and fat man's eyes flashed with madness, and he completely gave up his defense, broke through the cauldron, and slashed at the sword cultivator with all his strength.

After a breath, the sword cultivator let out a terrible scream. When I looked closely, he was in rags, and the gash in front of his chest was several feet long, and the gurgling blood was dripping, and only the sound of crackling could be heard.

Moving the perspective to the other side, there was only a shallow knife mark on the side of the short and fat knife man's soft ribs, and a little blood, which had not flowed out, only a flesh wound. The stocky man raised his scimitar, his steps brisk, like a dance of death, and his eyes were full of terrifying light.

"This bastard. The swordsman who used the sword was obviously merciful, and the blade of the sword was deflected by one point and did not hit the soft underbelly. ”

"yes. What a brute. He was not grateful, that knife was blatant and explicit, and it was obviously a fatal kill. ”

"Bastard. Let's go up together and kill that wolf-hearted swordsman. ”

"Come on. That swordsman is a well-known ruthless swordsman among the cultivators who return to the void, and we are just spiritual cultivators, and rushing forward is also sending us to death. ”

The audience on the side was excited, cursing the swordsman for his wolf's heart and lungs, but he only paid lip service, and because of the swordsman's return to the void, no one dared to get started and rescue the sword cultivator.

"You traitor to God. Return to the Lord's arms. Humpty Dumpty's face was fierce, and he screamed in a frenzy, and as he spoke, he raised his scimitar and slashed at the sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator, bleeding from his chest, staggered, hurriedly raised the two-inch small sword and parried. With a bang, the scimitar has a huge force, and it has the strength of fighting cattle across the mountain, and ninety percent of the strength is stirred into the body of the sword cultivator through the two-inch small sword.

With a pop, the sword cultivator spurted blood for three feet, and he fell to the ground of the flying boat, his expression lonely, and he stared at the short and fat swordsman quite complicatedly. Ever since he had stabbed the sword cultivator in the chest, he had already been severely wounded, and he was definitely not a one-in-one enemy of a Humpty Dumpty swordsman.

"Thief God, you hurt my brother to kill each other. Our brothers have been worshipping for thousands of years, how can I bear to assassinate my fourth brother with a sharp sword in my hand. Ahh This is his sword technique, and it is also his Dao heart.

At this moment, Humpty Dumpty raised his scimitar, and a cold light appeared, mercilessly slashing down