Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters kill one to make an example
The voice of the Nine-Headed God echoed between heaven and earth, and the sound was so loud that it could be clearly heard within a radius of hundreds of miles.
In the Blood Demon area, countless monks walked out of the tent and looked up at the void. They all wanted to know who came here to provoke. Soon, everyone saw the Nine-Headed God above the void. When they sensed the Nine-Headed God.
After cultivating, they took a breath of cold air, their eyes full of surprise.
For a moment, many monks gathered together and started to talk in a low voice.
"I'll let it go. He is a strong man in the Huangji realm. Who is this person?"
"He is not the Blood Demon God. I have heard of the Blood Demon God, but he doesn't look like this."
"Who is he? Are the Nine-Headed God and the Dragon God?"
"I think it's mostly the Nine-Headed God. Someone told me that the Nine-Headed God is only prone to anger, and when angry, he will do things that are unreasonable."
"Oh my God! Lu Yang actually offended the Nine-Headed God. Wouldn't we suffer?"
"I don't think so. No matter how brave the Nine-Headed God is, he will not dare to kill people here. He should only be asking Lu Yang for trouble when he comes here."
“…”
Such sounds came one after another, and the Nine-Headed God naturally heard them.
The Nine-Headed God snorted coldly and looked at everyone coldly. That glance seemed to see through everyone. He only heard him say silly: "Listen to me, I Nine-Headed God, come here to kill Lu Yang. I
I know that Lu Yang is here. If you know where he is, but don’t tell me, I will kill you together.”
In the crowd, no one knew who Lu Yang was except for a very small number of people.
Most people have seen Lu Yang because Lu Yang did not reveal his identity, and they did not know that the young man around Lu Hailong was the person he was looking for.
Sun Wei and Sun Xiaoqian also walked out of the tent. The former looked dark and said, "Miss, this guy Lu Yang is too much. Why don't we tell the Nine-headed God to let him kill Lu Yang?"
Sun Xiaoqian snorted coldly, glared at Sun Wei, and sternly said: "Don't you think it's too early to make a choice now?"
"Miss, my subordinates didn't understand what this means." Sun Wei frowned. He felt that it was the clearest choice to tell the Jiutou Shen Lu Yang where he was.
Sun Xiaoqian showed a faint smile on her lips. She blinked her eyes and said, "No, Lu Yang is very mysterious. There is actually a monk from the Immortal clan who has freed his fate. If I guess correctly, there must be someone else hidden in him.
The secrets that we don’t know are stronger than we think.”
Even if Sun Wei was stupid, he could hear what he meant. He was a little disbelief and asked hurriedly: "You mean, he has the capital to fight with the Nine-Headed God?"
"You'll know if you look at it. If he dies, we can steal his body and maybe we can get enough soul stones. If he is not dead, we will continue to cooperate, and there will be no loss anyway." Sun Xiaoqian said.
Sun Wei nodded, then thought of something again, and asked again: "Miss, if they tie, it is difficult to decide the winner, should we take action?"
"No, this guy should know the Blood Demon God. Then see how the Blood Demon God chooses." Sun Xiaoqian replied.
More and more monks came out of the tent, and in a blink of an eye, almost all monks came out.
If he were the steward of the Blood Demon area, Wang Dazhi would definitely come forward to ask about this matter, but now, he really doesn't know whether he should come forward. The Nine-Headed God, he can't afford to offend him, which is equivalent to the Blood Demon God.
As for Lu Yang, he couldn't afford to offend Lu Yang's cultivation level, let alone the Blood Demon God said that as long as Lu Yang thought, even if he killed someone here, it would be fine.
Looking at the Nine-Headed God in the air, Wang Dazhi smiled bitterly, finally sighed and chose not to step forward.
However, Wang Dazhi did not stand up, but someone took the initiative to come to him.
Seeing that Lu Yang was not coming out yet, the Nine-headed God's face darkened and said angrily: "Who is the butler in the Blood Demon area? Get out of here..."
Wang Dazhi's face changed drastically. He had to come out because everyone here knew his identity. If Jiutou God was angry and just grabbed someone to identify him, he would still come out. In desperation, Wang Dazhi
With a sigh, he walked out of the crowd, clasped his fists at the void and said, "Lord Nine-headed God, Wang Dazhi, the butler of the Blood Demon Region..."
"Wang Dazhi, please listen to me. Where is Lu Yang? Tell me quickly." Jiutou Shen asked in a commanding tone.
"Big, sir..." Wang Dazhi really didn't dare to say it. He took a deep breath and said something he didn't believe, "I don't know Lu Yang..."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned and showed strange looks.
Sun Wei smiled bitterly and said, "Butler Wang is stupid! All the monks who came here are going to his place to get the iron card. He actually said he didn't know Lu Yang?"
Sun Xiaoqian understood the reason at a glance, smiled slightly, and said, "If I guessed correctly, it's not that he doesn't know Lu Yang, but that he doesn't dare to say it."
"Why don't you dare to say it?" Sun Wei said in confusion, "He is the butler here, the spokesperson of the Blood Demon God, and someone he dare not offend?"
"Lu Yang should have a good relationship with the Blood Demon God, even better than we imagined. In this case, will Wang Dazhi dare to say it?" Sun Xiaoqian asked back.
Sun Wei widened his eyes and said, "How is this possible? Could Lu Yang be brothers and brothers to the Blood Demon God?"
"I'll know if there is such a possibility later." After Sun Xiaoqian said this, she squinted her eyes and looked at Wang Dazhi not far away, wanting to know how he could lie.
The nine-headed god in the air came without any anger. He snorted coldly and said, "Wang Dazhi, do you think I am an idiot, right? Lu Yang is a black man, and he has never got an iron card?" After saying that,
, He released a huge pressure from his body, and this pressure instantly enveloped Wang Dazhi under his control.
Under the huge pressure, Wang Dazhi felt his body trembling and difficulty breathing. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Nine-headed God, I didn't lie to you. A few monks came today, but I had not had time.
Go to ask them for their identity information, so they are still black people now..."
"What a black household. I want to say that they are your parents. Are they really your parents?" Jiutou Shen sarcastically, and then changed his mind and said, "I don't have time to talk nonsense to you, I will give you three breaths.
Consider, either you tell them what they look like, or you die here.”
Anyway, it's all a death. Wang Dazhi felt that betraying Lu Yang would die even worse. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Nine-headed God, even if you kill me, I can't answer you."
"Okay, then you go and die!" The Nine-Headed God suddenly raised his right hand, and a flash of light flashed in his fingernails, and he was about to use his magical power to kill Wang Dazhi.
However, at this moment, a young man walked out of the crowd, he looked up and shouted: "Stop it..."
This young man was Lu Yang. He didn't speak loudly, but his words were irrefutable.
The domineering aura was released, and the Nine-Headed God was stunned. He lowered his hand and looked at Lu Yang and said, "Who are you?"
"Who is the person you are looking for, I am." Lu Yang looked at the Nine-Headed God in the air without fear and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
The Nine-Headed God stared at Lu Yang for a while, laughed out loud and said, "It's been so many years, it's the first time you dare to talk to me in such a tone."
"Oh! I'm very honored to say so." Lu Yang said with a smile.
This was sarcastic, and the Nine-Headed God could naturally hear it. His face darkened and he snorted coldly: "You are honored, because you are the first slave to be killed by the Lord with his own hands."
"Slave?" Lu Yang frowned. He didn't like the title and said, "Sorry, you may have made a mistake. I'm not your slave. I was not before, not now, and not in the future."
"You used to be my slave, but you betrayed. Now you are the slave of the Blood Demon, but no matter who you are, you will die here today." The Nine-Headed God's eyes flashed, and murderous intent flashed quickly in his eyes.
, This time he came to kill Lu Yang to kill one and make the monks in the Nine-headed area dare not to stamp the iron card without authorization and leave the Nine-headed area.
Lu Yang smiled, his smile full of disdain and said, "Nine-headed God, you are not qualified to enslave me, because the person who can enslave me has not been born yet."
"What a big tone, I think you don't cry until you see the coffin. Today I will let you see how small you are in my eyes." Jiutou Shen raised his right hand and waved it suddenly at Lu Yang. Then,
He heard the sound of strong wind, and a hurricane flew towards Lu Yang at an astonishing speed, and in a blink of an eye it came to Lu Yang's face.
Almost all the monks with the wind spirit roots in their bodies have practiced the magical power of Hurricane.
However, this is a hurricane cast by the Nine-Headed God. With all his strength, the power can be imagined.
With a whoosh, the hurricane flew towards Lu Yang. All the tents were caught in the place where they flew and turned into powder instantly. The monks around him changed their faces and flashed quickly, fearing that they would be
The hurricane was caught in it and died on the spot. In the Blood Demon area, there were only two people left in the blink of an eye, and the rest fled a hundred miles away.
One of these two people is Lu Yang and the other is Wang Dazhi.
Lu Yang's body was locked tightly by the Nine-Headed God. Even if he escaped, the Hurricane would still follow him.
Wang Dazhi did not stay and fight with Lu Yang, but he did not receive the order from the Nine-Headed God and did not dare to move around.
But in this case, if you don’t leave, you will not only come. Wang Dazhi gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Yang and begged: "Senior, sir, save me..."
Lu Yang was quite satisfied with Wang Dazhi's performance just now. His eyes flashed and he said, "You go! He dare not stop you."
"Master, sir, are you all saying true?" Wang Dazhi was very excited, as if the person who was about to die was forgiven for being forgiven, but he glanced at the Nine-Headed God in the air and did not dare to move half a step.
"If you want to die, don't leave." Lu Yang snorted coldly, not going to see Wang Dazhi.
Sensing the hurricane approaching, Wang Dazhi gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, you have to remember what you said just now!" After saying that, he quickly stood up and quickly fled to the distance.
"It's not that easy to run." The Nine-headed God didn't think of letting Wang Dazhi go. He waved his right hand casually, and a golden light was released, and he chased him straight to the direction where Wang Dazhi escaped.
The golden light was astonishingly fast, and in a blink of an eye he caught up with Wang Dazhi. He sensed the breath of death, his body trembled suddenly, and he shouted: "Mr. Lu Yang, help me!"