Qin Xiao was still a little surprised by the poisonous decision.
Du Buushi said in a deep voice: "Are you curious? They are the top forces on Douluo Continent, why do I want to provoke Shrek Academy?
It doesn't matter, I tell you, our Noumenon Sect will choose to stand with Shrek Academy in the face of righteousness. But when there is no righteousness, you must remember that it is the responsibility and obligation of every Noumenon Sect to find time to kill Shrek Academy. "
It is true that the poison will not kill you. It is recorded in the original book that when the soul beast launched the beast tide, the Noumenon Sect did send strong men to help resist it.
However, Du Bushu's murderous intention towards Shrek Academy has never been less.
"Why are you telling me so much? I'm not a disciple of your Noumenon Sect."
Qin Xiao pouted.
Du Buushi laughed, "Then you have to work hard to become a disciple of my Noumenon Sect."
Qin Xiao looked arrogant, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested."
The intersection of the three empires of Tianhun, Douling and Xingluo.
An unknown mountain peak has been stained red with blood.
Countless corpses were scattered all over the mountain.
The fishy smell filled the air, making people sick.
But even so, there were still people who were brave enough to charge at the figure on the top of the mountain.
"Xuanzi, give back the lives of my family."
A young soul master held a long knife with cold light in his hand and slashed at Xuanzi's neck.
Xuanzi didn't dodge at all, he just stood there and let the opponent's long knife hit him.
In the end, there was a clashing sound of gold and iron, and his head was still on his neck. Looking carefully, the full-strength sword of the soul master level powerhouse did not leave a trace of blood on Xuanzi's neck.
"I'll stand here and ask you to kill me, but you won't be able to kill me."
"Trash, trash, trash, even if I give you a chance, you're useless."
"Since you can't kill me, you can only be killed by me."
Xuanzi roared angrily, with a look of madness on his face.
He stretched out his hands and grabbed each other's shoulders, and then used force with both hands, tearing the young soul master in half.
The blood turned into mist and filled the sky.
It's like a painter splashing ink, making the entire mountain's blood color darker.
Xuanzi opened his arms and raised his head to bathe in the blood.
He was crazy and enjoying it.
He looked up to the sky and shouted, "Who else is there?"
The expressions of those around who were preparing to seek revenge on Xuanzi changed.
However, it only lasted for a moment.
Each of their family members were the people who were killed by Xuanzi.
They come from thousands of miles away to seek justice for their dead family members.
Their strengths include soul master, great soul master, soul master, and soul sect.
They knew that they were facing an extremely powerful person, and trying to kill such a terrifying being was no different than moths flying into a flame, but they still had no hesitation and were unswerving.
"kill!"
I don’t know who shouted it first, and it quickly aroused people’s resonance.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The shouts of killing quickly gathered together.
Even if they are attracted by moths, they will never look back.
"Hahaha, you're welcome, you all die, you all die for me."
Xuanzi did not refuse anyone who came, and started killing on a large scale.
As screams rang out, those at the front fell like wheat.
But the soul masters behind them showed no fear and were still fearless of death. They stepped on the corpses of their predecessors and rushed towards Xuanzi.
After a long time.
The shouts of killing gradually stopped.
Xuanzi stood on the top of the mountain, hunched over and breathing heavily.
Suddenly, he looked somewhere.
There was a figure walking up the mountain step by step and came to him.
"Are you evil soul masters?"
Looking at the dark robe that the visitor was wearing, Xuanzi had already guessed his identity.
After all, the entire force was pretending to be mysterious, and only the evil soul master liked this outfit. Xuanzi immediately noticed the evil and cold aura of the person who came here.
"That's how it is in the eyes of the world, but I don't think so."
The man said, taking off the cloak on his head to reveal his face.
He was an old man with dark skin and two eyebrows, one high and one low, which were very distinctive.
"My name is Zhang Peng, and my title is Scorpion Tiger."
A dry smile appeared on Zhang Peng's dark face, "I won't show off. I am here to guide you back to the Holy Cult."
The fact that the Holy Spirit Religion is willing to send a titled Douluo-level elder as a lobbyist has shown the other party's sincerity.
Moreover, Zhang Peng also saw Xuanzi's situation. He felt that Xuanzi had reached a point where he had no way out. There was no place for him in the world, and the Holy Spirit Sect was definitely the best place to go.
"Holy religion?"
Xuanzi was startled. Could it be that the evil soul master also had some kind of organization?
There was a thought in his mind, and he felt that this possibility was very high.
Zhang Peng obviously didn't want to say more to Xuanzi here, "You don't need to think so much for the time being. As long as you follow me back to the Holy Cult, everything will be clear by then."
Hearing this, Xuanzi nodded, "There is no place for me in this vast world. The holy religion you mentioned hopes to provide me with a place."
His voice was filled with loneliness.
It went so smoothly? Zhang Peng was ecstatic.
He thought Xuanzi would sit down and raise the price to get some benefits before compromising.
It turned out not to be
Maybe he’s really frustrated, too.
He thought so.
At this moment, I heard Xuanzi say again: "The successive battles have consumed me a lot. It's a little difficult to move now. Come and help me."
"sure."
After hearing this, Zhang Peng came to Xuanzi without any hesitation and stretched out his hand to support Xuanzi.
In his opinion, this is a trivial matter, a piece of cake, not even a request.
In fact, his thoughts have already flown back to the Holy Spirit Cult. This time it was a great achievement, and he imagined what kind of reward the leader would give him.
However.
The next moment, his dream was shattered.
A fierce murderous intention suddenly erupted from Xuanzi's body. He found that Xuanzi's eyes were full of murderous intent, and then a fist the size of a sandbag slammed into his chest.
Zhang Peng could only reluctantly gather his soul power in his body to resist the attack.
Xuanzi's fist hit Zhang Peng's chest hard, making a muffled sound.
Jin Peng was blown away like a sandbag.
After he fell to the ground, he rolled several times before standing up.
He covered his chest with his hands, feeling an overwhelming surge of blood in his body. He couldn't bear it any longer, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
His face instantly turned pale, like a piece of white paper.
"Xuanzi, why are you crazy? I helped you with good intentions, why did you attack me?" He shouted at Xuanzi, his eyes full of anger and grievance.
I help you and you hit me. What's the point?
On the other hand, Xuanzi shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity."
