Chapter seven hundred and eighty-fifth, it should be a good torture
According to Mo Disheng's plan, the first target of this operation is Zhong Wen's life.
It should be noted that as one goes through cultivation, the higher one goes, the more obvious the differences between each level become.
Perhaps a person who is on the twelfth level can barely defeat a person who is on the first level of the earth level by relying on his martial arts, spiritual skills, or combat talents.
However, no matter how talented an Earth Chakra practitioner is, the possibility of defeating the Heaven Chakra is extremely slim.
When reaching the realm of saints, cultivators transcend the realm of human beings and possess the realm of saints that controls everything.
It was almost impossible for a spiritual master to survive under the hands of a saint, even in ancient times.
However, at the Heroes' Conference, this young man in golden clothes, at the level of a spiritual master, fought back and forth with the saint, and was on par with him.
What's more important is that this young man is not yet twenty years old.
Such potential was so terrifying that Mo Disheng had trouble sleeping and eating, and his heart palpitated endlessly.
When he thought of Zhong Wen's promotion to a saint in the future, he seemed to have vaguely seen the "Dark Temple" and his own tragic ending.
Therefore, before launching the attack, he repeatedly reiterated that the primary target of this operation was only Zhong Wen.
No matter what the price is, even if there is a crazy counterattack by the saint who heard the Tao and others afterwards, we must send this evildoer to hell once and for all.
Emperor Li Tian never expected that Seven Star Saint and Shen Wei would ignore the pre-discussed strategy and instead go to Lin Zhiyun, who in his opinion was just an ordinary spiritual master.
not good!
Zhong Wen's expression changed, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and a divine dragon was hovering under his feet.
However, his reaction was a bit slow after all. Under the Saint Domain of the Seven Star Saint, Lin Zhiyun felt that her delicate body was tightly bound by an invisible force, and she could not even raise her hands or feet.
He could watch the two powerful saints coming to kill him, but he was unable to resist or dodge at all.
"When you killed Xiaoxia, did you ever think that you would be like this?"
The Seven-Star Saint's movements were so swift that he arrived in front of her in an instant. The black stick in his hand was raised high, the stick was wrapped in green aura, and he stabbed Lin Zhiyun's breasts fiercely.
His face was hazy and blurred, but his bright eyes contained a look of deep resentment. Facing Lin Zhiyun, whose cultivation level was no higher than that of a Taoist Spirit Master, he didn't hold back and used all his strength.
Are you going to die?
Looking at the short black stick in the hands of the Seven-Star Saint and the countless green auras surrounding the stick, Lin Zhiyun thought unconsciously.
Piaohua Palace has been promoted to the Holy Land, and Ling'er, Qiqi, Ning'er and Xiaodie are all strong enough to protect themselves. What else can they ask for?
If you die, you will die!
I just hope that Zhong Wen can escape safely without me being a drag.
With him here, he will be able to protect Piaohua Palace safely!
Who is Xiaoxia?
Facing the saint's violent attack, she felt peaceful in her heart. She didn't have much panic or fear, but instead started thinking wildly involuntarily.
From childhood to adulthood, her character has been so peaceful and indifferent, without fighting against the world.
In the eyes of Xiao Loli and other Piaohua Palace disciples, she is gentle, kind, and caring to herself. She plays the role of master, mother and sister at the same time. She can be said to be the closest family member.
But for Piaohua Palace, Lin Zhiyun was not a qualified leader.
Her style of dealing with things was too weak and she was not good at management. If Zhong Wen had not appeared, almost even the main gate of Piaohua Palace would have been taken away.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and Lin Zhiyun in the eyes of different people has mixed praise and criticism, but the comments of others cannot change her ideals and beliefs.
From beginning to end, her biggest goal in life is to protect Piaohua Palace, which was inherited from her master, and every disciple in the palace.
And she worked tirelessly to fulfill her vision for several years.
Therefore, at the moment when death was about to come, she had a clear conscience and faced it calmly, without much fluctuation in her heart.
Seeing that this stunningly beautiful woman was about to die under the attack of the Seven Star Saint, a white figure suddenly jumped out from beside her, with quick movements and lightning-like moves. She raised her kick and kicked her hard.
The lower abdomen position of the Seven Star Saint.
The Seven Star Saint seemed to be full of hatred, but he did not lose his mind. When he saw someone sneaking up on him, he reacted instantly. He turned his wrist suddenly and raised his black short stick downwards, blocking the flying kick just right.
"boom!"
What seemed like an ordinary fight turned out to be a terrifying sound like a sonic boom. The two of them each took two steps back, and they were evenly matched.
"Palace Master Shen, what do you mean?"
After recognizing that the person who was blocking him turned out to be Shen Wei, the master of the third hall of the "Dark Temple", the Seven-Star Saint was puzzled.
"Old Qixing, have you forgotten our goal this time?" Shen Wei's eyes rolled, and he asked sternly, "Why don't you deal with Zhong Wen? Maybe there is something wrong with you!"
"Palace Master Shen, this woman is also an enemy." The ferocious look in Seven Star Saint's eyes flashed away, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Kill her first, and then deal with Zhong Wen, and you won't waste much time."
"You go and deal with Zhong Wen, leave this place to me." Shen Wei shook his head and said, "Piaohua Palace has been an enemy of the temple many times. Now that the palace owner has fallen into my hands, it is time to torture him. Why?
Can I be killed easily by you?"
Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he had successfully found out Lin Zhiyun's identity.
Torture?
Are you afraid that you are going to take her back to the bedroom and torture her?
Seeing the barely concealed lust in Shen Wei's eyes, the Seven-Star Saint had no idea what he was planning, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"Palace Master Shen, Lin Zhiyun has a grudge against me for killing my daughter." He suppressed his emotions forcibly and negotiated patiently, "Please be accommodating and leave her to me."
"Not yet." Shen Wei shook his head decisively and said, "If you want to kill her, don't be in a hurry. Wait until I finish the torture."
Say shit again!
With her beauty and the temptation of the charming spirit body, if she is taken back to the "Dark Temple" by a pervert like you, will she still be willing to hand it over?
"No need to discuss?" Even though the Seven-Star Saint's palace was very deep, he still couldn't suppress the rage that surged in his heart. His voice instantly became cold and calm no longer.
"Why, aren't you convinced?"
Shen Wei sneered, seemingly not taking him seriously, "Do you still want to fight with me?"
"You and I are allies, advancing together and retreating together." The Seven-Star Saint sighed, "Of course I will not take action against you, but we are sworn enemies of the murder of a daughter. Please forgive me, Palace Master Shen."
Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ray of green light, walked a strange arc in the air, and somehow got behind Shen Wei, and appeared in front of Lin Zhiyun again, with the short stick in his hand turning "swish" Two circles, stabbing the beauty in the chest.
"Gan!"
Shen Wei didn't expect that he would dare to attack Lin Zhiyun in front of him. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry. His aura surged, trying to use the power of hysteresis to hinder the movements of the Seven Star Saint.
However, he had just become a saint, so how could he compare with the Seven-Star Saint in his control of power? The realms of saints collided, and they were immediately superior.
Facing Shen Wei's full attack, the Seven-Star Saint moved freely without even turning his head, and the attack with the stick in his hand was not hindered at all.
Finally, thanks to Shen Wei's intervention, Zhong Wen finally managed to get rid of Emperor Li Tian's entanglement and rushed back to Lin Zhiyun in time.
"Ding!"
The Thousand Killing Sword in his hand collided with the black short stick, and the terrifying sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in all directions, shaking the eardrums.
"damn it!"
The Seven-Star Saint took a few steps back, frowned, and shouted angrily, "Beidou, help me!"
His intention of revenge was repeatedly thwarted, and his heart felt like it was being burned by a blazing fire, feeling extremely anxious and painful.
"In a snap!"
Beidou stood in the air, stretched out his right hand, bent his index finger, and flicked it in the direction of Zhong Wen.
As if aware of the extraordinaryness of the white-haired young man, the nerves in Zhong Wen's brain tightened, and the surface of his skin instantly lit up with brilliant purple-gold spiritual lines, pushing the "Spiritual Pattern Body Refining Technique" to the extreme.
At the same time, he exerted force on his feet and tried to move two steps to the right to avoid Beidou's offensive.
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, a powerful invisible energy hit the defensive spirit pattern hard. Zhong Wen felt a huge force coming from his chest, and he couldn't help but stumbled, taking several steps back.
What kind of trick is this?
Zhong Wen's eyes widened, a look of disbelief on his face.
Even with the keen observation power of his "demon spirit body", he was unable to predict the timing of Beidou's attack.
Just because Beidou hadn't completed his finger snap action, he had already been hit.
The tricks of this mysterious white-haired young man seem to completely violate the law of time!
Could it be...the way of time?
Thinking of the experience of being sent into space-time fragments by Beidou not long ago, Zhong Wen's heart moved and his face suddenly became very ugly.