The black eye of the sky represents the ultimate divine punishment.
Those extremely majestic black pupils are intimidating, and people dare not look into them.
The cultivator with low cultivation level only looked at him, and his soul trembled with fear, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly.
Its cold and ruthless eyes scanned the earth and discovered many evil obstacles that should not exist in this world, and then a look of anger flashed across its eyes.
Boom!
Click!
There was a loud noise, and the sky was shattered.
Thunderclouds as black as ink surround the black eye of the sky, filling the broken sky.
Black lightning swallowed up the letter in the violently rolling thundercloud.
"ah!"
Many frightened screams sounded in the demon-sealing formation.
Bi Zhongjing and other ancestors were all locked by the eyes of the black sky. They were all scared out of their wits and ran away with their heads in their hands.
However, under the glare of the Black Sky Eye, all their hiding methods were ineffective. Even if they crawled into a mouse hole, they could not escape. Fear filled their hearts, and they felt that their death was approaching.
They stared angrily at Wang Mingyang high in the sky, feeling that Wang Mingyang had killed them.
The old man in yellow robe was also glaring at Wang Mingyang.
The exposed eyes of the sky and the shattered sky caught him off guard.
"Ah…"
"Who did I think he was? It turned out to be my good disciple."
"You're really capable!"
The old man in yellow robe had a sinister look in his eyes and spoke word by word through gritted teeth, with a hint of anger in his tone.
He is Wang Mingyang's master, Taoist Xianxiao, but Taoist Xianxiao is just a name he made up casually.
"Why?"
Wang Mingyang asked, holding back his anger and hatred.
He wanted to know why the idle Taoist had killed his parents and massacred the Ten Thousand Demons Cave back then. They obviously treated him like a family member, but what they got in return was his ruthless slaughter.
"Because your father is a useless waste, and you demons are all useless waste..."
"Shut up!" Wang Mingyang cut off the yellow-robed old man's words.
The old man in yellow robe sneered and said: "Do you know that when you were surrounded and killed by these strong human beings, I asked your father to send troops to rescue you. The army was obviously already assembled, and all the demons were dispatched as soon as he gave the order. He crushed humanity with a snap of his fingers, but he actually backed down at the last moment. Even if he learned that you had been killed by a strong human race, he was determined not to send troops. Do you think he should die?"
All the doubts in Wang Mingyang's heart were suddenly cleared, and he said angrily: "You are not trying to save me or avenge me at all. Your purpose is to start a war between the demons and the humans. Just like now, it will cause the human and demons to fight." A great war to achieve your ulterior purpose. My father's refusal to send troops must have been aware of your conspiracy."
The old man in yellow robe nodded and said with a smile: "As expected of my good disciple, I figured it all out at once. Hey, I really care about the master-disciple relationship between you and me, so I couldn't bear to kill you back then. Killed you——"
Click!
A bolt of black lightning suddenly struck down, and the deafening sound of thunder interrupted the words of the old man in yellow robe.
Lightning cut through the void and struck the old man in yellow robe on the head, splitting half of his head into a bloody mess.
"Ha ha…"
"Under the eyes of the sky, you dare to tell lies with your eyes open, you deserve to be struck by lightning!" Wang Mingyang felt extremely happy when he saw the old man in yellow robe being struck by lightning in a miserable manner.
After laughing, his eyes darkened, and he said: "Did you spare my life back then because you cared about the relationship between master and disciple? You clearly wanted to plant hatred in my heart, and then use my flame of revenge to instruct me to kill human beings. Or, once again provoke a war between humans and demons."
"Hey, you are so smart, and you were right again." The old man in yellow robe gave Wang Mingyang a thumbs up, and then his tone dropped, and he shouted: "But you are a scoundrel who is not cooperating at all, and you have wasted all my efforts. . Fortunately, a black ape appeared out of nowhere, and its plan coincided with my ongoing plan, so I helped it secretly, but a more capable ape appeared out of nowhere. White Ape, God is really helping me. Haha..."
While he was talking, his head, which was half chopped by lightning, actually grew back at an extremely fast speed.
Click!
A thicker bolt of black lightning fell, splitting the entire head of the old man in yellow robe and exploding.
But in just the blink of an eye, his head grew back.
Because long rivers of blood are constantly flowing into his body, its effect is more powerful than the tears of the phoenix tree, giving him infinite vitality.
After listening to the yellow-robed old man's words, Bi Zhongjing and other powerful human beings had their doubts answered.
They have never been able to figure out why the Jiuzhou Monster Clan gathered so quickly. In less than half a year, they gathered millions of troops. It turned out that it was the old man in yellow robe who was secretly causing trouble, because he had been planning this war for a long time. , maybe he has been planning for dozens or hundreds of years. Even if there is no black ape and white ape taking the lead, he will provoke this war soon.
In addition, most of these terrifying ancient ferocious beasts were released from the forbidden area by the old man in yellow robe.
"Old fellow, the war between the underworld and the underworld seven hundred years ago was not planned by you, was it?" The powerful human race asked.
The old man in yellow robe nodded and smiled when he heard this: "Haha, that war was indeed planned by me, but it was a little rough, ended in failure, and made everyone laugh."
Everyone couldn't help but feel horrified when they heard this. They realized that the old man in yellow robe had been planning a war against the human race for nearly a thousand years.
Click, click, click!
Several black thunderbolts fell on the old man in yellow robes in succession, but after the thunder passed, his body, which was mangled and bloody, returned to its original state in the blink of an eye, as if he had an immortal body.
call out!
Wang Mingyang stabbed the old man in yellow robe with his sword.
This sword carried his five hundred years of anger and hatred, and vowed to cut the old man in yellow robe into a pile of minced meat in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Evildoer, kneel down!"
The old man in yellow robe gave a sharp shout, stretched out his hand to grab something from the void space, and raised it above his head.
It was actually a child.
Wang Mingyang looked horrified, and the hatred-filled Zhiqiang stopped him with a sword, because the child caught in the hands of the old man in yellow robe was actually his son Wang Ping'an.
When Niu Dawa saw Wang Pingan being captured by the old man in yellow robe, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Teng She and Wang Ping'an were both picked up by the old man in yellow robe. Needless to say, it must be the old man in yellow robe who attacked Liujiacun. And with the temperament of Huang Daonv, Jin Zhihui and others, even if they had a breath, they would not look at Huang robe. The old man kidnapped Wang Pingan and Teng She unless...
Niu Dawa's face turned pale and she didn't dare to think about it any more.
Click, click, click!
Another series of thunder fell.
The black eye in the sky seemed to know that the old man in yellow robe was the most heinous of all the evildoers, and wanted to kill him first, so it struck all the thunder on the old man in yellow robe.
"ah--"
"An'er!"
Wang Mingyang was so frightened that he screamed because Wang Ping'an was being held above his head by the old man in yellow robe, trying to use him to block the thunder.
He suddenly swung his sword and slashed at the falling black thunder, helping the old man in yellow robe block the falling thunder.
"Ha ha……"
"Good disciple, well done!"
The old man in yellow robe laughed arrogantly.
puff!
Wang Mingyang was injured by black lightning and vomited blood, but it was mostly because of anger.
"Wow--"
"Daddy, save me!"
Wang Ping'an woke up from his sleep. When he saw Wang Mingyang, he cried aggrievedly and cried for help.
