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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Take You to Sacrifice the Flag!

Chapter 320: Use you to sacrifice the flag!

The sword is like lightning!

Now Feng Ziyue has reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship. Even though he doesn't use his heart, his movements and gestures are filled with the will of his sword. Every stab he makes is a wonderful swordsmanship.

No one in the world can easily take down his sword.

Of course, this person hiding in the secret cannot be easily dealt with either.

"laugh!"

The sword light flickered, and a piece of broken brocade was seen, just like a butterfly spreading its wings, floating down. The person who spoke in the dark also revealed his true appearance.

I saw him wearing a high crown, a plain brocade robe, and a jade belt around his waist. His face was white and pink, but his eyes were blood red. He looked like a monster!

Even Ouyang Lin was surprised, "Xie...Xie Shen, why are you dressed...in this way?"

This man is exactly what the people of Changchun Valley call the evil god.

This set of clothing should clearly be the dress worn by the emperor of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom when he ascended the throne.

"What? Shouldn't I wear it?"

The Evil God gave a long laugh, and an evil light appeared in his red eyes, "Don't others know, have you, the majestic Master of Changchun Valley, also forgotten who I am?"

He was filled with evil aura, and his voice was filled with a frightening sense of oppression.

Ouyang Lin shivered, took a step back, and bowed down.

"I don't dare! The Emperor has been restored to power today. Congratulations!"

emperor?

All the people in the Changchun Valley were also dumbfounded. Although they had guessed a thing or two from what the evil god said in the dark just now, when Ouyang Lin revealed the answer to the mystery, it was still shocking.

This evil god who came to the Changchun Valley sixty years ago to show off his supreme supernatural powers and has countless followers in the valley is actually a direct descendant of the legendary royal family of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom.

He came back for Fangtian Giant Tree Root, and also to regain the lost throne.

Today is the time for him to take action!

Feng Ziyue frowned and fed Lao Ji Tou an elixir at random. With a flick of his finger, another innate elixir flew into the cold pond stone structure.

"Xiao Yi, feed Miss Ruan the elixir!"

The situation of these two people was unique. It seemed that they were injured by the same evil skill. Feng Ziyue couldn't figure out the weird way of this kind of skill related to blood, so he had to temporarily suppress it with medicinal pills.

"Stop being so busy!"

The evil god sneered, "As a blood descendant, how can he resist under the stimulation of my Seven Evil Great Techniques? All the essence and blood in his body will naturally be sucked by me to help me achieve my magical feats. It is useless for you to give him pills!"

Feng Ziyue suddenly raised his head and glanced at the evil god coldly.

"Seven Evil Laws?"

There are so many martial arts in the world, he really has never heard of it. It's a pity that Zhuge Lian is not here, otherwise he could ask her about it.

"good--"

The evil god laughed loudly, "This is exactly the miraculous skill practiced by our Rakshasa royal family. Unfortunately, thousands of years ago, the method of practicing this peerless martial arts was sealed by the ancestors and lost. This led to the destruction of the country!"

"Thousands of years later, I unintentionally understood the secret method of the Seven Evils, and made great sacrifices to master this skill. Boy, even though you are at the peak of your innate ability, you are only one step away from stepping into the realm of Poxu.

Even in my realm of Seven Evils, there is only one way to die!"

It's not surprising that he mentioned Feng Ziyue's realm in one breath.

But he said that he had made great sacrifices to master the Seven Evils, which made Feng Ziyue's face suddenly darken.

Combined with what the evil god said before, he planned to kill his father and his son for sixty years before today, plus the painful appearance of Lao Ji Tou and Ruan Suhe now, Feng Ziyue suddenly had a terrible guess in his heart.

"Your martial arts relies on the method of blood collection?"

He spoke slowly and in a cold tone as he questioned the evil god.

The evil god nodded and laughed wildly.

"Boy, you are worthy of being a person who is only one step away from reaching the Shattered Void. You do have some knowledge. Yes, every time you kill a blood relative and absorb the blood descendants in their body, my Seven Evils can be raised by one level!"

"Sixty years ago, I accidentally killed my father. Unexpectedly, the Seven Evils Technique, which I had never mastered, actually broke through to the first level..."

"I killed my son immediately, and sure enough, the Seven Evils Dafa has reached the second level!"

His tone was calm and cold, as if he was describing an unrelated matter rather than such a terrible crime.

Feng Ziyue's pupils shrank, his face became even colder, and the fire of anger spurted out from his eyes.

In this life, he values ​​family affection the most.

Killing his relatives for his own benefit is the most unforgivable crime for him.

Just like Kuangren Chu, who killed his daughter and son-in-law with his own hands in his previous life, Feng Ziyue believed that if he had not failed in this life, he would do the same thing.

Therefore, Feng Ziyue would not show mercy to Kuangren Chu whenever he had the chance.

After the battle at Qianzhang Lonely Peak, there was no news about Kuangren Chu, but Feng Ziyue was still a little worried in his heart.

The peerless Chu Kuangren will never die so easily. Sooner or later, he will return to the world one day.

If he persists in his obsession in this world, Feng Ziyue will never let him go!

And the evil god in front of him is even more scum!

"...When I discovered that the Seven Evils method requires killing blood relatives and accepting blood relatives in order to be promoted, I returned to the Changchun Valley to cause trouble for the descendants of my ancient great-grandmother..."

The evil god's tone was still an understatement.

But the matter of murder and promotion seemed to him to be a past event worthy of being proud to show off. He had always kept it hidden in his heart, but today, with the completion of the Seven Evils, he no longer had any scruples in his heart, and he promoted it without restraint.

Those people in Changchun Valley were already dumbfounded.

Killing blood relatives, such a terrible thing, they have never thought about it.

No wonder that for this evil god's way, human life is like an ant, requiring blood sacrifice.

He can even kill his own son, so why would he care about other people's sons and daughters.

"But at that time, my Seven Evil Dafa was only in the realm of Two Evils, so I was no match for that woman..."

The evil god is naturally referring to Ruan Suhe's great-grandmother.

At that time, Hantan Shizhuzhong, as the direct descendant of Queen Ruan, had higher martial arts than the Valley Master at that time. It was also because three generations of descendants died suddenly, and many martial arts were not passed down. Today's Ruan Suhe is still young.

Only then would he be suppressed by Ouyang Lin.

At that time, Ruan Suhe's maternal great-grandmother was also a seventh-level innate master, and the evil god could not defeat her.

"So, you deliberately influenced Fangtian Jumugen, forcing her to die in order to suppress Fangtian Jumugen, and took the opportunity to accept her blood descendants?"

Feng Ziyue's expression turned serious and he asked.

The evil god laughed and said, "You guessed most of it right. The changes in Fangtian's giant tree root were naturally caused by me. However, even if I wait for thirty years, I can only disrupt the energy released by Fangtian's giant tree root."

It's just a huge anger, how can it be so difficult to suppress and regulate it?"

"Of course it was me who took advantage of the old godly woman's concentration on suppressing Fangtian's giant roots and launched a sneak attack that killed her!"

He pointed to his nose and seemed very proud.

This person, who prides himself on being despicable and shameless, is no longer a normal person.

Feng Ziyue nodded coldly. This was indeed the truth. He originally suspected that Fangtian's giant tree root would have a problem that would change every thirty years. Sure enough, it was this evil god who was secretly causing trouble.

"Thirty years ago, I followed the same method and dealt with her daughter again..."

The Evil God was dancing and excited, "From now on, my Seven Evils Art has entered the realm of the Four Evils. Who else can resist me in this valley?"

The Seven Evils Dafa and the Four Evil Realms have broken through the seventh level of innateness. Ruan Suhe's great-grandmother and maternal grandmother passed away successively. Among the masters in the valley, only Ouyang Lin was left who was bewitched and subdued by him. From that time on, Changchun Valley became the property of evil gods.

territory.

After Ruan Suhe was born, the evil god killed her mother, absorbed the blood descendants, and achieved the fifth level of the Seven Evils!

Today, with the help of the old tricks brought by Ruan Suhe and Feng Ziyue, he actually broke through the Seven Evils in one fell swoop!

The realm of seven evils!

This is comparable to the level of martial arts of the founding emperor of the ancient Rakshasa Kingdom!

Such a glorious state was actually reappeared in the grandson of a declining emperor. How could he not be allowed to succeed as a villain and speak incoherently?

Feng Ziyue frowned and suddenly sneered.

"There's one thing I don't understand. I brought Lao Ji here, which you couldn't expect at all. So... why do you want to take action at this time? Killing Ruan Suhe can only help you achieve the sixth level.

, not enough to reach the top.”

This is a part that Feng Ziyue didn't understand.

No one could predict the arrival of Lao Ji Tou, and what the evil god said just now was also unexpected.

Without Lao Jitou, he could only achieve the sixth level of the Seven Evils at best, so why not wait until Ruan Suhe gets married and has a daughter in the future before taking action?

"Although this Seven Evil Technique is powerful, this kind of martial arts that harms people's descendants must have major flaws. I'm afraid you have already lost your descendants and the ability to have children, right? If Ruan Suhe dies, you will most likely never be able to step in again.

Enter the realm of seven evils!"

Feng Ziyue's eyes were cold and stern, and he glanced at the evil god's face with a hint of ridicule.

Naturally, the evil god would have lost the ability to have children long ago. Otherwise, he would not have had to wait in the past sixty years. He would have given birth to several sons and everything would have been solved.

Tiger poison will not eat its seeds, but for this crazy evil god, killing its children is just a child's play.

The Seven Evils Dafa, this kind of weird and strange martial arts, is indeed very powerful, but after all it is a martial arts with no vitality. People who practice this kind of martial arts have no descendants and have very few bloodlines, so how can they achieve the highest level?

And after achieving the highest level, I am afraid that I will not dare to pass this technique to my descendants easily. In the end, either no one will practice it, or the entire family will be destroyed after practicing it.

What is the use of such useless martial arts?

The Rakshasa royal family actually uses this kind of martial arts as their secret skill. I'm afraid they are a bunch of lunatics.

Fortunately, it seems that their maternal bloodline is very good, and this crazy inheritance has not affected Ruan Suhe and Lao Jitou.

The evil god's face suddenly turned cold, and anger burst out in his blood-red eyes.

Even though I am proud today, as a man, being infertile is really an intolerable shame.

But he couldn't deny this at all.

Anyone can imagine that if he could still have a son, why would he have to wait for decades to plot someone else's single lineage?

So he snorted coldly and avoided Feng Ziyue's provocation.

"The realm of the Six Evils is enough for me to dominate the world, why should I force myself to achieve perfection?"

"you are lying!"

Feng Ziyue shouted sharply and nodded immediately.

"I have figured it out. This seven evil method has very bad consequences. It will not only eliminate your descendants, but also have a great impact on your lifespan. Therefore, although you have reached the seventh level of innateness, your lifespan is only that of an ordinary person. You are nearly a hundred years old.

, I’m afraid it’s already exhausted!”

"That's why you can't wait to kill Ruan Suhe and step into the realm of six evils. No matter what, you can increase your longevity, isn't it?"

Feng Ziyue's analysis seemed to have hit the evil god's weakness with his own eyes. His expression changed, his blood-red eyes kept turning, and he became even more angry.

Yes, Feng Ziyue is absolutely right.

He did not hesitate to use the blood sacrifice method, relying on the giant tree root in the sky to absorb blood essence and vitality, but it still could not extend his life. The only way was to step into the six evil realms and see if there was any improvement.

The Evil God also knew that if Ruan Suhe had been killed earlier, he might never be able to set foot in the Seven Evil Realm of Dacheng, but he really couldn't wait any longer!

If I wait any longer, I'm afraid that if Ruan Suhe doesn't die, I will die of old age first in this Changchun Valley!

He could only grit his teeth and attack Ruan Suhe first.

Unexpectedly, at this last moment, a descendant of the eldest princess, a descendant of Ji Guang, commander of the Royal Guards, appeared. Although this old man was weak, he also had the blood of the royal family of the Rakshasa Kingdom, so he absorbed her.

, let him achieve the perfection of the Seven Evil Dharma!

"This is God's will! God's will help me! Don't you understand yet?"

The evil god laughed wildly, "Now that I have stepped into the realm of the seven evils, my lifespan limit is gone. Just like an ordinary peak innate master, I can live for three hundred years! During these three hundred years, I have been helped by the giant tree roots in the sky.

If I absorb all the essence, blood and life of everyone in the world, my martial arts will make me invincible!"

"Not only that, I can also live forever! Shatter the Void!"

"Boy, I have just completed my magical power today, so I will use you to sacrifice the flag!"

He laughed wildly and waved his hands continuously. He saw seven groups of blood-colored auras covering his whole body. When he struck out with his palm, he had the power of seven masters. Feng Ziyue's sword light shook and he took the palm. He felt that there was an infinite giant in the opponent's palm.

Power, my heart trembled, the sword light turned, and the huge power was discharged into the ground.

There was just a roar, and the ground cracked. Starting in front of Fengziyue, a large crack about two feet wide opened, extending into the cold pool.

The water poured into the pool, and a roaring sound began. All the water poured into the pool turned into white smoke, and the crack created by this palm was so deep that it reached the underground magma!

This palm really has the power to crack the earth!

The Seven Evil Dharma is truly incredible!

Ouyang Lin on the side was also dumbfounded. He was also considered a seventh-level innate master. He struck down with one palm with all his strength. Although he could crack the ground, how could he be so deep in the technique?

This is really not martial arts, it is really Shinto!

When the evil god came, he believed all the smooth words he said. Seeing the power of heaven and earth today, how could he dare to have any more doubts?

Feng Ziyue gave a long laugh.

"What's the use of just brute strength? This Seven Evils Dharma is nothing more than that!"

With just one move, he had already seen the flaws of the Seven Evils Technique!

Draw your sword!


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