Eight hundred and seventieth IX The Lich's Scourge
Sun Xiaoqian looked calm because she knew that the person waiting had arrived, so she said, "Sun He, it's still time to turn back now, so as not to regret it for the rest of her life."
"It's time?" Sun He sneered and said disdainfully, "So what's the time? Even if I can look back now, I won't wait for death with you."
Hearing this, Sun Xiaoqian sighed, "Why are you doing this? We won't die."
"Miss, you have such a good mentality. I admire you a little. At this time, you still say you won't die." Sun He laughed loudly, and his eyes looked at Sun Xiaoqian as if he was looking at an idiot.
Sun Xiaoqian did not answer his words. She moved her body and asked in a deep voice: "I'll ask you again for the last time, will you let me go now?"
"Miss, I advise you not to move around. This dagger has psychedelic fluid applied. As long as I move a little, you will fall into a coma. At that time, you will not be able to expose yourself." Sun He smiled and then looked at him.
Everyone said, "Old ancestor, patriarch, please get out of the way. I don't think you want to see her cut by a dagger!"
"Sun He, you traitor, let go of Xiao Qian." Sun Wenze roared and was about to rescue Sun Xiao Qian.
"Sun Lin, I advise you not to take action. While you save her, I can kill all the monks of the Sun family except you and Emperor Sun." Ku Ming threatened.
Sun Wenze ignored his words, suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Sun He's head.
This attack was so powerful that if it really fell on Sun He, he would undoubtedly die.
But at the critical moment, a gray light flashed on Sun He's body, and a huge Wu Shield wrapped him in it, instantly resolving the crisis just now. "Class leader, thank you for the palm just now. If there was no that palm, Wu Shield would not have been able to get it.
With enough fairy power, I can't leave safely, haha!" After saying that, he flashed and hid Sun Xiaoqian to Ku Ming's side.
"Master, I have completed the task." Sun He said respectfully, and as he said, he was about to hand Sun Xiaoqian over to Ku Ming's hands.
Ku Ming nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sun He, this mission has been completed well, I will get a reward later."
"Thank you, Master, for sharing your worries for your master, this is my duty." Sun He said hypocritically.
Ku Ming laughed again, and he patted Sun He on the shoulder and said, "It's OK. After destroying the Sun family later, you will be the new patriarch of the Sun family and rule the former Sun Dixing."
Sun He was very surprised and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master."
Sun Xiaoqian curled her lips and said, "Can you survive today or not? Don't make your dreams too beautiful."
As soon as these words were said, Sun He's face darkened, but it was not easy to attack, but his eyes became much colder.
Ku Ming smiled slightly, glared at Sun He, and said to Sun Xiaoqian: "Little beauty, you can scold Sun He anyway, he is our slave, right?"
"I'm sorry, he is not my slave, I have nothing to do with you." Sun Xiaoqian said coldly.
"I didn't have it before, but I'll have it later." Ku Ming suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed Sun Xiaoqian's chest, "No, it's much plump than I thought..."
Sun Xiaoqian was about to flash a lot, but suddenly, she sensed something and stood there motionless.
"Why don't you hide?" Ku Ming said proudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, a blood light flew over at an astonishing speed and came to Ku Ming in a blink of an eye.
At such a fast speed, and Ku Ming was not at all wary, the blood immediately fell on his wrist.
Blood was splattering everywhere, and Ku Ming's wrist was cut off. He screamed and took three steps back, "Who, who attacked me?"
Sun Wenze and others were also stunned. They did not take action. Who was the one who attacked the sneak attack?
"I just said that you can't get my body." Sun Xiaoqian ignored Ku Ming and quickly walked towards the direction where Sun Wenze was.
Ku Ming's face changed drastically, he shot a magic trick at his wrist, stopped the blood, and roared: "Why are you still standing there? You haven't taken action to kill them."
Tens of thousands of witch monks around him sacrificed witchcraft at the same time and prepared to join forces to attack.
Everyone released a huge momentum and instantly condensed together, reaching an unimaginable level.
Although this momentum is huge, anyone with vision can see that it has never reached the aura released by the 100,000 witch kings.
"I'm going to take action, why are you still standing there?" Ku Ming subconsciously thought that some witch kings did not take action, so he said this.
But the next moment, Ku Ming exuded his spiritual sense to sense every move around him. He wanted to know that the witch clan of that tribe did not take action, but was surprised to find that the tens of thousands of witch clan monks around the mountains were gone. No, to be precise, those people
He was already dead, and there were dense corpses of witch monks lying on the surrounding ground.
"Die, how is this possible?" Ku Ming widened his eyes. He suddenly had an unknown premonition. The other party could kill so many people quietly. How could his cultivation reach? Ku Ming knew his father's
How strong is his cultivation, but even if his father takes action, he cannot kill so many powerful witch clans without him realizing it.
Ku Ming's body trembled and he looked around and said, "Who, get out of me?"
"Are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly sounded, extremely cold, and Ku Ming felt like he fell into an ice cellar when he heard it.
This voice was very familiar to Ku Ming. His body trembled and he said in a lost voice: "Lu Yang, you are not dead yet, how dare you come here?"
"Didn't you just say that even if I come, can you kill me?" Lu Yang's figure flashed and came to Sun Xiaoqian, then pulled up her white and tender little hand.
Ku Ming never said this sentence. He rolled his eyes and said, "I just said that you have been killed by my father. I didn't expect that you are so lucky and are not dead yet."
"Your father? Kushi?" Lu Yang sneered, "He is dead, how can I kill me?"
Ku Ming seemed to hear the funny things in the world, laughed out loud and said, "You said my father was dead? This is so funny. Why don't you tell me that all the ten witch emperors of the Witch Clan were killed by you.
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"Three of them ran too fast, I only killed seven." Lu Yang sighed and shrugged, "I'm sorry, I'm disappointed you, it's my fault."
"Hmph! You're still panting when you say you're fat." Ku Ming said disdainfully. He didn't believe that Lu Yang could kill the seven witch emperors, and believed that Lu Yang was boasting.
The monks of the witch clan around him also thought that the Witch Emperor was so powerful that it was difficult to kill one person. Lu Yang actually said to kill seven.
Not only that, Sun Wenze and others did not believe Lu Yang's words, this is too irritating!
Of course, there is an exception. Sun Xiaoqian is there. She knew that Lu Yang was extremely powerful and couldn't help but send a message: "Husband, have you really killed the Seven Witch Emperors?"
"What, you doubt my words too." Lu Yang did not send a message, but said it directly.
Sun Xiaoqian shook her head and said, "I'm not suspicious, I just want to know how you killed them."
"Oh! I sacrificed a clone and killed them." Lu Yang said calmly, his relaxed tone as if he had killed an ant.
"When you kill them later, tell me in detail, okay?" Sun Xiaoqian ignored everyone around and shook Lu Yang's shoulders and acted coquettishly.
"Okay, I will tell you what you want to know." Lu Yang's voice was no longer cold, but an indescribable gentleness.
Everyone could hear the conversation between the two. Sun Wenze and others saw hope of survival, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.
The monks of the witch clan couldn't listen anymore, and somebody shouted, "Kill him, kill them..."
For a moment, all the witch monks raised their witch tools in their hands and shouted loudly. The sound was so loud that they could be clearly heard within a thousand miles of radius.
"Shut up all." Ku Ming shouted softly, interrupting everyone's cry. He knew Lu Yang's strength, and there were less than 100,000 powerful witch kings at present. It was difficult to kill Sun Lin and others. How could he kill him?
The perverted Lu Yang? However, Ku Ming believes that Lu Yang wants to kill them, but he will not be able to do it in a short period of time.
"Lu Yang, I admit defeat today, don't let me see you again." Ku Ming retired, and he sent a message to the witch monks, asking everyone to block Lu Yang first.
Lu Yang laughed, pulled Sun Xiaoqian forward, and said without fear: "Interesting! You are such a smart person, can't you think of the result?"
"What's the result?" Ku Ming was stunned by Lu Yang's words and could not hear the meaning of the words.
"The result is that if I appear, you will all die." Lu Yang's voice was not loud, but he exuded a huge domineering aura, as if what he said would definitely be possible.
Ku Ming was also influenced by this domineering aura. He subconsciously took three steps back and laughed: "Lu Yang, your mind is in water! My father and the ten witch emperors have already gone to the Domain Poxing Star and wait for them to dig it out.
With enough domain souls, you can master some of the rules of the immortal clan star domain. By then, you immortal cultivators will be our slaves."
"Hey! I just said, your father is dead, don't you believe it?" Lu Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a yellow witchcraft. The witchcraft looked like it was
It is extremely special, and countless daggers are intertwined and firmly connected together.
This magic weapon is the disaster for the lich. Through its use of innate magical powers, the power of magical powers can be increased several times.
Seeing this witchcraft, Ku Ming widened his eyes, his body trembled, and he said in horror: "The disaster of the lich, did you really kill my father?" He sensed a trace of his father from this witchcraft.
Aura was almost certain that this was my father's witchcraft. Not only that, he also knew that this witchcraft was difficult to imitate and was even more difficult to control, and only a strong man of the Witch Emperor level would have it.
"Now do you believe it?" Lu Yang threw away the lich disaster, and the witchcraft fell to the ground, making a jingle sound.
The sound fell into the ears of the witch monks, like thunder in their ears. Their bodies trembled suddenly, as if their hearts were about to jump out of their bodies and would die at any time. Not only that, everyone thought of Ku Shi being killed, and Lu Yang having the power to kill Wu Huang.
The strength of the person and an invisible pressure spread throughout his body.
Ku Ming believed it halfway, but still felt it was untrue. He shook his head and said, "No, you can't kill the seven powerful witch clans. They join forces to kill even if the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors..."
Lu Yang did not answer the other party's words, and took out some things from the storage bag again and threw them into the sound of Ku Ming.
The jingling sounded, and everyone subconsciously looked at it, but saw six witchcrafts appearing again on the ground, all of which were the strongest witchcraft of the witch tribe - the Lich Disaster.
"Seven, seven!" Ku Ming's face was pale and his eyes were dull. His last trace of strength was also exhausted. His body was paralyzed and he immediately collapsed on the ground.
Lu Yang looked at Ku Ming coldly, then turned to look at Sun Lin, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, please kill them and avenge the dead brothers of the Sun family. All the spoils belong to the Sun family."