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Chapter 74

Wang Yao was not surprised by his rejection, on the contrary, he had expected it.

Jiang Ziming didn't want to entangle with him any longer. It seemed that Brahma sent him to stay no longer. He went back and took Sun Yun and Xiao Zhu down the mountain. He wanted to find carrots, and he wanted to find out what happened.

Wang Yao blocked his way, with the Chifeng sword in the middle, not giving an inch.

Jiang Ziming raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Wang Yao, I am sorry for you, but I have never harmed you, do you have to put me to death?"

His voice was very soft, at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Wang Yao: "There is no rule without rules, even if you are an immortal, you will be punished if you are guilty."

He was really determined not to let it go, Jiang Ziming sneered and called out a response, "I must leave today."

Wang Zhanyan didn't know what she said to Wang Zhengxin. Seeing that the two of them were going to fight, Wang Zhengxin hurried forward, held down Jiang Ziming's response, and looked at the wound on his shoulder and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yinlan, don't."

Wang Yao was furious: "Is the head of the sect going to tolerate and raise the traitor?"

Wang Zhengxin turned around and looked at Wang Yao with a complicated expression, "Ah Yao, stop making trouble."

Wang Yao pulled his Chifeng sword away from his outstretched hand, and asked seriously: "As the head of the sect, you don't follow the rules of the sect, disregard the morals of the world, and even disregard the lives of your fellow sects?"

Wang Zhengxin was furious: "Wang Yao!"

The atmosphere between the father and son was delicate, just now there were only a few people watching, now it's time to go to school, the cultivation disciples and rest disciples surrounded the mountain gate tightly, whispering and pointing.

What Wang Yao said rang in Jiang Ziming's mind, he was not his adoptive father.

So in today's scene, he also knew that Wang Yao would not let him go, and it was useless to say more, it was his fault that he ruined the original owner's innocence.

"Tianlei is trained to destroy the soul." Jiang Ziming stood on the steps, looked down at Wang Yao, suddenly wanted to understand something, and calmed down when he had the answer in his heart, "What does the young master want to prove?"

Please don't hurt people's muscles and bones. If it hits the soul directly, it will knock out the soul.

Jiang Ziming knew what he wanted to do.

Under the gaze of everyone, he said softly, "Young master is not wrong, I am indeed not your adoptive father, nor an immortal venerable."

As soon as this remark came out, the sound of discussion drowned out his final words. Wang Zhengxin stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing that he was so angry that he said such words.

Wang Yao saw that he was standing on the steps with a calm expression, and the answer he had been thinking about every day was given easily by him!

Feng Xizi was at a loss, and called him in a low voice, "Xianzun!"

Jiang Ziming's heart was throbbing again, he gritted his teeth and stopped, "I'm sorry everyone."

Before he finished speaking, the Chifeng sword came sweeping towards him. He had been prepared for a long time, and responded to the sound to resist in time, and the sword energy suddenly forced everyone back.

"Do you think you can escape?" Wang Yao's eyes were red, his whole body was full of murderous aura, the Chifeng sword was vaguely evil, Jiang Ziming's injury had not yet recovered, and his spiritual power was weak now, if he went all out, he would still be able to meet him If you are fighting, you are afraid that other people will intervene, and you may not be able to leave.

Jiang Ziming saw that he was so angry that he wanted to turn a blind eye to him, and he couldn't resist, "Wang Yao, what do you want to do?"

Wang Yao retracted his sword and flew into the air, staring at the crowd, roaring angrily, "Form an formation, capture An Huan!"

Everyone exclaimed, but no one dared to respond.

Only now did Wang Zhengxin understand that Wang Yao wanted to put Yin Lan to death, and he shouted nervously, "Wang Yao! Come down!"

He cast a spell to drag the bewildered Wang Yao down from the sky, but Wang Yao was prepared to block his spell, then took out the token of the head of the sect, and ordered condescendingly, "Everyone, please protect this monster who colluded with demons and the cholera sect!" ?"

Wang Zhengxin looked at the master order in his hand, and felt fear in his heart. It turned out that Wang Yao's obedience to him during this time was all pretending, but in order to get the master order.

The disciples looked at the token in his hand and hesitated, discussing left and right, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing that no one was moving, Wang Yao's expression became strange, and he flew back to the ground. Before Wang Zhengxin took back the Master Order, he borrowed the powerful magic power in the Master Order to restrain him. The Master was bound by the spirit thread, Impossible to move for a moment.

"As the head of the sect, Wang Zhengxin has lost his virtue. Now that the Brahma Sect is rampant with monsters and dangers are everywhere, and the elders are seriously injured and come forward to maintain order. As the young master of the sect, I am temporarily in charge of the sect." They all understand, but now the faction is in chaos, they dare not stand in line, and even if the young master and the head of the sect have always been at odds, but they are father and son, the head of the Brahma faction can only be Wang Yao, and they are nothing more. Now it's just that the way of inheritance is a bit unexpected, the occasion is wrong, and the scene is also confusing.

The more Wang Zhengxin struggled, the tighter his spiritual thread became. His face was livid, and he yelled in a broken voice, "Wang Yao! Are you crazy?"

Wang Yao threw it aside with a spell, stared at Jiang Ziming and said: "Whether the head of Wang and the monster are accomplices, this matter will be judged later, and the monster in front of me will be arrested now!"

"Wang Yao!" Wang Zhengxin vomited blood in a fit of anger, and fainted from his anger. Wang Zhanyan panicked, went to see him, and begged Wang Yao to stop, but Wang Yao was already insane and ignored her words.

The overall situation has been decided, Wang Yao holds the order of head of the sect, even the head of the sect has been convicted, now no one will watch and discuss it.

Wang Yao carried out the order and asked, "Is the immortal still unwilling to be punished?"

Jiang Ziming always thought that he was just hostile, and never thought about it. It wasn't until his Chifeng sword faced Ying Sheng just now that he realized that there was some evil energy on the Chifeng sword, and there was a strange devilish energy in that evil energy. There was no demonic energy, but his expression was weird, like a madman, he must have been affected by something.

"Wang Yao, calm down!"

Wang Yao shattered the heart-cleaning spell he sent, threw the head order into the air, muttered the spell in his mouth, and a formation suddenly appeared, and the Chifeng Sword became stronger by absorbing the spiritual power in the formation.

"It seems that there is no need to invite other elders of the immortal sect to observe the punishment. The immortal master is stubborn, so he can execute the punishment as a warning to everyone else! Return the Brahma Sect to innocence!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds were stirred, and the clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and the sky was thunderous and lightning.

With Wang Yao's cultivation base, if he forcibly invites the thunder from the sky, it will be too frightening for his soul to bear, and his soul will be scattered.

Everyone was only amazed that he could invite Tianlei, regardless of whether he could live or die.

The formation kept everyone else out, and there were only the two of them in the formation. Jiang Ziming didn't want to see him lose his mind, so he raised his sword and went up, preparing to break the formation and prevent him from calling for thunder.

It's just that he underestimated Wang Yao's determination, he was blocked by the Chifeng sword's sword energy, and it was difficult for him to get close to the thunder formation that day.

"Bang~boom~"

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, the sky was frighteningly black, and the downpour hit, and then the sky thunder array attracted thunder and lightning, and with a loud "bang", it passed through the formation and hit Jiang Ziming.

Jiang Ziming was full of heart to stop Wang Yao, he was not prepared to deal with the sky thunder at all, he was hit and fell to the ground, every inch of his skin was stirred, thousands of ants were biting at his heart, and his whole body was being pulled away Muscles and bones, his mind is chaotic, but the pain is very clear.

It was another thunderstorm, and he broke down and roared, but the pain didn't lessen at all.

More painful than the physical blow, he felt that his consciousness was being stripped away, as if his brain was being pulled out alive, everything was being pulled out, and he had no choice but to bear it.

"what!"

Scenes of the past emerged before his eyes, and the pictures were shattered one after another, those sad and painful emotions were magnified, but he couldn't bear the sudden impact, passed out in pain and was awakened by the lightning.

The pain is superimposed, layer by layer, making him feel worse than death.

This time it was sound, the images that were repeated in front of his eyes, his consciousness was magnified emotions, his ears were filled with all kinds of sounds, even the sound of water droplets that he had never paid attention to before, at this moment, it was like a river bank breaking an embankment, with a huge momentum .

"Jiang Ziming!"

He could no longer tell what the external voice was from the voice in his memory.

He just wanted to die and end this inhuman torture.

"Xianzun!" Feng Xizi was outside the formation, looking through the rain curtain at Jiang Ziming, who was dying in the formation. It was already the fourth thunderstorm. Since ancient times, there has been no mortal body that can resist five thunderstorms. But he is still human.

"Bang!" Lightning flickered in the sky, thunder and lightning intersected, and seeing that the thunder was attracted again, Feng Xizi crazily smashed the spirit wall.

"Jiang Ziming!"

With a scream, the sky thunder fell. In the storm, Jiang Ziming was protected by a person who appeared out of nowhere, and the sky thunder hit the person who appeared out of nowhere. Feng Xizi breathed a sigh of relief and looked The people in the formation trembled all over, trying their best to endure the pain.

"Zi Ming."

Jiang Ziming saw a familiar face in a trance, and it seemed that he was hallucinating this time. It turned out that the lightning strike from the sky made people so desperate.

Sun Yun looked at the bruised man in his arms, bursting into tears, protecting them with unreasonable sword energy, hugged him tightly, and kept calling his name.

Feng Xizi thought it had finally stopped, but she looked up to see that the rain showed no signs of abating, the sky was still filled with lightning and thunder, and the black air above the formation was soaring into the sky, she couldn't tell what it was, she panicked suddenly, and she saw the control Wang Yao of the formation was backlashed by the formation, his cultivation was not enough, and now he has become a sacrifice for the formation.

Seeing that the thunder was coming again, Feng Xizi violently hammered the spirit wall, shouting hoarsely: "Sun Yun!"

Wang Zhanyan also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly cast a spell to break the spirit wall, "Ah Yao!"

If the formation cannot be broken, the three people in the formation will all be wiped out.

The master's spiritual power is weak, and he is no longer able to control the thunder formation, and when it runs out of oil, there will be no room for change.

There was no response to the spell hitting the spiritual wall, and Feng Xizi and Wang Zhanyan couldn't shake it even with all their strength.

"Master!" Seeing this, Jiang Wenhao pulled Wang Zhanyan away, and pressed the spirit wall to cast a spell. He quickly judged that the spirit wall was combined with the sect leader Ling Hao's thunder formation, unless the formation was broken or someone died. It is difficult to break through their cultivation, so he didn't insist on breaking the spirit wall, but tried to find a way to make a hole and wake up one of them, so that the inside and the outside can have vitality.

He freely followed the Immortal Venerable. For more than ten years, he knew that he was stupid. He never pursued high-level spells, and only practiced middle and low spells to the extreme. Can save his master and junior.

Finally, a crack appeared in the spirit wall, and he hurriedly entered through voice transmission, "Respond!"

Ying trembled, Ying Ying also trembled.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenhao saw hope, tried to open the crack, and shouted: "Miss Feng!"

Feng Xizi immediately understood what he meant, formed an formation to transfer the spiritual power to Yingsheng to help it break through the formation, and then Yingsheng took advantage of the situation to absorb the energy available around him, ready to attack the thunder from the sky , The violent storm hit, and everyone fell to the ground, unable to open their eyes under the layers of rain.

Feng Xizi's cultivation base was too low, she couldn't bear to answer, she half knelt on the ground, facing the violent thunder and lightning, she could only call for help: "Sun Yun!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhanyan hurriedly helped her to stabilize and respond.

The mountain gate was trembling in the harsh environment, and the stone beast standing at the gate was washed white by the heavy rain. The disciples clung to the surrounding things to stabilize themselves, gritting their teeth to resist the wind, rain and lightning.

With a shout of anger, the power of the response increased greatly, and the spiritual wave overturned. Everyone was attacked by the powerful spiritual power, and they fell on their backs.

Feng Xizi vomited a few mouthfuls of blood while clutching her heart. She remained in a kneeling position, and when she heard the sound of thunder and lightning not coming from the distance, she was slightly relieved. She raised her eyes and looked at , Sun Yun held Jiang Ziming and stood in the center of the gradually dissipating formation. In front of him were two long swords, both of which had shocking long marks.

Wang Yao lost control of the formation and fell from the air, Wang Zhanyan dropped Jiang Wenhao, threw out a whip to catch him, and called him tearfully.