Feeling the gazes of everyone, Tu Tian looked expressionless and quickly checked the demonic energy in his body. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After absorbing all the demonic energy in Wu Chengtai's body, it only increased slightly.

Wu Chengtai climbed up from the ground in embarrassment. He almost fell down as soon as he stood up. Fortunately, he was supported by the people behind him. At this time, Wu Chengtai looked at Tu Tian with eyes full of resentment, and this deep feeling

Fear and regret, it seems that this time the odds are against me and others.

Could it be that the Dark Nether Sect, which has been inherited for thousands of years, will be ruined by his own hands? This thought suddenly flashed through Wu Chengtai's mind. As soon as this thought came out, Wu Chengtai's heart tightened and he quickly shook his head.

Put this thought out of your mind, you and others may not have a chance to compete.

Wu Chengtai looked straight at Tu Tian, ​​his voice became hoarse and weak for some reason, and he asked Tu Tian: "What kind of cultivation are you?"

Tu Tian listened to Wu Chengtai's question and smiled disdainfully: "Do you deserve to know?"

When Wu Chengtai heard Tu Tian's contemptuous words, he was immediately furious and said harshly to Tu Tian: "It's too early for you to be happy."

After saying that, Wu Chengtai ordered to the senior officials of Anyou Sect behind him: "Kill all the disciples of Anyou Palace."

"this……"

Everyone in the Dark Nether Sect listened to Wu Chengtai's words. No one made a move. They all glanced at Tu Tian who was standing in front of them anxiously. They knew that the master of the Netherworld Palace in front of them was not an easy person to get along with.

, that tyrannical cultivation alone is not something that they and others can withstand. Going to kill the disciples of the sect? Isn’t that just asking for death? They ask themselves that they don’t want to die yet.

Wu Chengtai saw that no one, including himself, took action, and suddenly became angry and shouted at them: "How dare you disobey my order?"

Everyone in the Dark Sect, look at me and I look at you. In the end, no one answered. Isn’t this obvious? Only a fool would do it if you let others die. What’s more, Wu Chengtai is already a useless person at this time.

There is no longer the intimidation of the past, and everyone is not afraid. At worst, they will flee to the Netherworld Palace in front of them.

Wu Chengtai saw that everyone had not yet taken action, and immediately understood what they were thinking. He laughed angrily and said, "Do you naively think that the people in Nether Palace will let you go?"

Just when Wu Chengtai finished saying this, many people felt that it made sense and were eager to try it.

Tu Tian looked at the people of the Anyou Sect who were eager to try, and secretly sighed in his heart that Wu Chengtai was not a simple person. With just a few words, he aroused the momentum of the same hatred within the sect, but he was destined to be disappointed. Tu Tian really wouldn't

Kill them all, otherwise no matter how much time you spend on this matter every day, they would have been eliminated with one big move.

At that moment, Tu Tian glanced at Wu Chengtai slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and then said to the people of the Dark Nether Sect: "I will only kill the enemy's leader. As for the others, I will not pursue them at all. As long as they join me in the Netherworld Palace,

That’s one of our own.”

After Tu Tian finished speaking, he looked at everyone in the Anyou Sect and looked a little moved. A smile appeared on his lips and he continued: "Now I will give you a chance. As long as anyone kills Wu Chengtai, I will directly accept him as our leader."

Personal disciple."

Tu Tian's words were like dropping a depth bomb on the people of the Anyou Sect. The people of the Anyou Sect were making a noise and were quite moved. After all, the situation had become clear. At this time, they had become the turtles in the jar.

, although the number of people on his side is several times that of Nether Palace, but in fact, it is not how to calculate. With Tu Tian, ​​a person with a high level of cultivation, it is destined to be a one-sided situation.

Tu Tian looked at the people of the Anyou Sect and their reactions. He was obviously very satisfied. It was time to give them a surprise. At that moment, Tu Tian's face straightened and he said to the people of the Anyou Sect: "Now I

I give you a choice, whether it is death or surrender, it is yours to choose!"

Wu Chengtai's eyes were red at this time. He did not expect that this young master of the Netherworld Palace would ruin everything he had done before with just a few words, especially when he saw everyone in the Dark Nether Sect looking at him.

The look in his eyes suddenly made his heart burst. He panicked a little and shouted to everyone in the Anyou Sect: "Don't listen to this person's tricks, I am your sect leader!"

"Puff"

Just as Wu Chengtai finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. It turned out that for some reason, a fist had penetrated his chest.

Wu Chengtai suddenly raised his head and looked at An Liu in front of him, feeling the rapid passage of life in his body, and said with difficulty: "You... how dare you!"

An Liu looked at Wu Chengtai with blood-red eyes. Listening to Wu Chengtai's words, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly pulled out the fist that penetrated Wu Chengtai's chest, bringing up a string of bright red blood.

He said coldly to Wu Chengtai: "What's the use of keeping a heartless and unjust leader like you!"

As Anliu pulled out his hand, Wu Chengtai spit out a pool of blood from his mouth. Feeling the little remaining vitality, Wu Chengtai's eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, and he said to Anliu with difficulty: "You...

…you……"

In the end, before Wu Chengtai could finish his words, he suddenly fell to the ground. The master who had ruled for hundreds of years within a radius of thousands of miles died like this.

Looking at Wu Chengtai who suddenly fell to the ground, An Shiliu also burst into tears. The tears were certainly not caused by Wu Chengtai. He knelt down next to Elder Hong's body and murmured to himself: "Grandpa, my grandson is here."

You took revenge! Grandpa, did you see it?"

Wu Chengtai's sudden death only happened in an instant. It was not until An Shiliu knelt down in front of Elder Hong's body that everyone in the Anyou Sect reacted.

Looking at Wu Chengtai's dead body, although Wu Chengtai was usually unsympathetic and ungrateful, everyone still couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness. At this time, they couldn't help but think of Zhang Minzhou, who strongly opposed the attack on Nether Palace at that time. Maybe this matter will never happen again.

From the moment you decide, you are doomed to fail.

Tu Tian looked at Wu Chengtai's body quietly. Tu Tian had already thought of this outcome, but to his surprise, it was An Liuliu who took action. However, after thinking about it, Tu Tian understood that his

Although his grandfather was not killed by Wu Chengtai himself, his grandfather's death cannot be escaped from Wu Chengtai's relationship. It makes sense to kill Wu Chengtai to avenge his grandfather.

Thinking of this, Tu Tian glanced at An Liu and said to An Liu who had already stood up: "Since you have killed Wu Chengtai, I will not break your promise. From now on, you will sit down.

The fourth disciple."

After saying that, Tu Tian used his mental power to check the qualifications of An Liu, and couldn't help but nodded slightly. Although the qualifications of An Liu were not top-notch, they were not bad, and Tu Tian was quite satisfied.

An Liu listened to Tu Tian's words and remained indifferent. He just stood beside Tu Tian without saying a word, his gloomy expression even worse than dark.

Tu Tian glanced at An Liu slightly and said, "What's your name?"

There was no emotion on An Liu's face when he heard this, and he just replied: "Hong Yuan."

"Well, very good, Hong Yuan. From now on, you will be my fourth disciple, and that is your third senior brother Aman." With that, Tu Tian pointed at Aman and said to Hong Yuan.

After listening to Tu Tian's words, Hong Yuan turned his head and glanced at Ah Man, who was covered in blood. He just nodded slightly and stopped talking.

Tu Tian didn't care about Hong Yuan, he just thought that his grandfather's death was a huge blow to him and he didn't want to speak.

At this time, Tu Tian turned his head and scanned the people of the Anyou Sect for a week. Wherever Tu Tian's eyes passed, the people of the Anyou Sect lowered their heads one after another, feeling uneasy.

Seeing the reaction of everyone in the Dark Sect, Tu Tian nodded with satisfaction and said to them: "Wu Chengtai is dead, my words are still valid. I will forget your mistakes. Now it is your turn to express your stance."

After saying that, Tu Tian flipped his right hand, and a delicate small flagpole appeared in Tu Tian's hand. This flagpole was really the "Ling Mo Flag" refined by Tu Tian.

Tu Tian threw the "Ling Mo Flag" into the sky, and saw that the "Ling Mo Flag" suddenly glowed brightly and floated steadily in the air. On the dark flagpole, there were complex lines of silver and white flowing with bursts of blood.

of brilliance.

After doing all this, Tu Tian looked at the anxious disciples of the Dark Nether Sect and said: "Now whoever wants to join our Netherworld Palace, please throw your blood into this flag. If you don't vote, then no blame."

I am heartless."

Tu Tian's words are an ultimatum. The meaning is very clear. You must either die or surrender. There is no second choice.

Everyone in the Dark Sect looked at me and I looked at you. No one made a move for a while, they were all looking at each other.

Time gradually passed, and just when Tu Tian was about to become impatient, Hong Yuan, who was standing behind Tu Tian, ​​took the lead. He forced out a drop of blood from his fingertips and pointed towards the "Ling Demon Flag" flying in the air.

With a flick, a drop of blood flew into the air.

At this moment, the "Ling Mo Flag" in the sky suddenly started to slowly rotate, sucking Hong Yuan's blood into the flag.

Hong Yuan's move came at the right time. Now that someone had taken the lead, the other members of the Anyou Sect became more confident and bold, and poured their blood into the "Ling Mo Flag" one after another.

When the last drop of blood was poured into the "Ling Mo Flag", the "Ling Mo Flag" had changed drastically. The blood of nearly 10,000 Dark Nether Sect disciples allowed the "Ling Mo Flag" to grow.

A small patch of flags, finally no longer a bare patch.

Tu Tian nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand slightly, and the "Ling Mo Flag" flying in the air immediately flew back to Tu Tian's hand. Tu Tian held the "Ling Mo Flag" in his hand and turned around to look at Hong Yuan with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!