The man dragged along by Lao Hei turned out to be the once arrogant and arrogant Dark Seven Stars master Tianxuan!
However, at this time, Tianxuan's complexion was yellow and skinny, his clothes were in tatters, and he was no longer as beautiful as before.
But the most shocking thing was his eyes.
To be precise, they cannot be called eyes, only eye sockets.
His proud golden pupils were actually dug out, leaving only deeply sunken and empty eye sockets.
With such an appearance, there is no trace of the aura of a Taoist Spirit Master, and he is not much better than a beggar on the roadside.
If it weren't for the blood feud, Tianxuan's face would have been deeply engraved in his mind. In addition, the red and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram could still be faintly seen on the chest of his black coat. Gan Muyun would have been unable to do anything. Connect the poor man in front of you with the devil with golden pupils.
When being bitten and dragged by Lao Hei, Tianxuan seemed to be still in a confused and semi-conscious state. Now that she heard the sweet voices of Gan Muyun and Zhuma, she suddenly trembled and woke up suddenly.
"who?"
His vocal cords seemed to have been damaged, and his voice was hoarse. He suddenly became excited, "Beidou, you bastard, are you finally here to kill me?"
"Come on, do it quickly. If I, Tianxuan, frown, I won't be considered a hero!"
"Anyway, I don't plan to live for a long time. When I die and turn into a ghost, I will definitely come back to haunt you, scaring you to the point of peeing and keeping you awake at night!"
"Come on, you traitor, coward, and despicable person, come on, come and kill me!"
"Haha, hahaha, come on, coward, haha, hahaha..."
After roaring at the top of his lungs for a while, he suddenly burst out laughing for no apparent reason. His laughter was very sad and heartbreaking, and the expression on his face was extremely ferocious, like a madman.
No matter how excited he was, his limbs were still lying limply on the ground, as if they had no bones, unable to move at all, not even able to lift a finger.
This, this is Tianxuan?
Is this the massacre of the entire Dara tribe of demons?
Looking at Tianxuan, who had once made her hate her to the bone, Gan Muyun suddenly felt confused and felt as if she punched hard but hit the empty space.
She has a pure and indifferent temperament, and has never liked fighting with others. A large part of what supports her in fighting and killing is hatred.
The hatred of the entire Dara tribe!
Hatred for Tianxuan!
However, looking at this extremely miserable image in front of me, the hatred that had been lingering in my heart for a long time actually became a little ridiculous.
Nowadays, Tianxuan is already severely disabled and has no strength to restrain a chicken. Not to mention a powerful spiritual master, even a five-year-old child with no cultivation can easily kill him.
With just one move, he could avenge the blood of the Dala tribe, but Gan Muyun was not very excited, and instead felt uninterested.
She even had a vague feeling that killing Tianxuan at this time would probably be a relief for this sinful person.
"Aren't you going to kill him?"
Just when she was feeling uncertain, Zhong Wen's gentle voice suddenly came to her ears.
Sensing Zhong Wen's approach, before Gan Muyun had time to react, Lao Hei on Zhuma's shoulder suddenly jumped up and stepped back several feet, as if he had heard a cat's meow.
"What's the matter, Old Hei?"
Zhuma glanced at Zhong Wen, then turned to look at Lao Hei with a frightened face, and asked curiously.
The fatal charm of the young man in white was gone, but the moment she saw him, a faint blush still appeared on her pink and white face unconsciously, making her already pretty face even more charming and charming.
Zhong Wen also looked puzzled. He didn't know why Lao Hei suddenly became afraid of him.
It should be noted that the Black Evil Old Demon from ten thousand years ago was a master who was not afraid of anything. Not only did he dare to fight the five masters of Wanjian Sect alone, but he also did not show the slightest hint of timidity even when he faced the strongest masters of the five Yuansheng levels. .
Moreover, although Zhong Wen often quarreled with it, deep down in his heart, he already regarded it as one of his own, no, his own beast, and he never showed any hostility.
Such an overreaction is a bit unreasonable.
"S-smelly boy, the method you just used can directly attack other people's souls?" Lao Hei stared at Zhong Wen warily, trying hard to look calm, but his voice could not help but tremble slightly.
"Not bad." Zhong Wen nodded in agreement, then rolled his eyes, seeming to understand something, and said with a smirk, "Why, do you still want to try it again?"
"no, I'm fine!"
Lao Hei's face turned purple with fright, and his front paws kept shaking, "Old Ancestor, I just want to ask."
"It's such a little pain to be so scared." Zhuma said with disdain on his face, "You are still some kind of ancient demon. You are not ashamed."
"Fart! Girl, what do you know!"
Lao Hei was aroused by her and immediately said, "Ancestor, I have already taken away my body twice, and my soul strength is not as strong as before. If he does this all at once, it will be more than a hundred times more painful than you!"
"I see!"
An idea flashed in Zhong Wen's mind, and he suddenly realized, "No wonder Ye Jiangnan acted so exaggeratedly after being hit by the soul thorn. I think his body was taken from his body, and his soul is more fragile than that of ordinary people." .”
"That's natural."
Lao Hei cleared his throat and said, "My ancestor had a relationship with Ye Jiangnan several times back then. He was not born like this at all. This white-haired boy must have been taken away."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said nothing more. He just glanced at Lao Hei meaningfully, which made him feel horrified and frightened. He was afraid that the other party would suddenly throw another soul stab at him on a whim.
It should be noted that although the evil method of seizing the body is powerful, not everyone can perform it.
Not to mention that this type of secret method is extremely rare, the secret method itself also has extremely strict requirements for practitioners.
First of all, those who practice this kind of secret method need to have a soul strength far beyond that of ordinary people.
Secondly, each person can only take possession of the body twice in his life, otherwise the soul will simply disappear and cease to exist.
Moreover, every time the secret method of seizing the body is used, the soul of the user will be greatly weakened. Just like Lao Hei at this time, in order to break Ye Jiangnan's illusion, Zhong Wen just used the soul thorn to poke it lightly, but it didn't work. It has already made it roll on the ground in pain.
In the end, Zhong Wen only deliberately teased Lao Hei and did not really intend to harm his soul. He quickly turned his attention back to Gan Muyun and Tianxuan.
"Ayun, what are you going to do with him?" He cleared his throat and asked softly.
"I, I don't know." Gan Muyun's answer was far beyond his expectation, "Before I met him, I had made up my mind to chase this demon into pieces even if I chased him to the ends of the earth. , to avenge my tribe, but now that I see him in such misery and pain, I don’t know what to do.”
"So it's you, little girl!"
At this time, Tianxuan had also distinguished the voices of Gan Muyun and others, and his face suddenly glowed with excitement. He laughed loudly and said at the top of his voice, "Do you want to avenge the people in the cottage? Come here? Ah, come and kill me, just like I slaughtered your people, do it quickly!"
What answered him was silence.
"What? Don't you want to avenge your father?" Tianxuan seemed to have gone crazy, provoking endlessly, "Do you know how he died? Please listen to me in detail. First, I Broken his hand, and then shattered his legs..."
A trace of anger flashed unconsciously in Gan Muyun's delicate eyes, but it quickly faded away.
"He brought it upon himself and does not deserve sympathy." Zhong Wen thought that she was too kind and could not bear to do anything to the disabled, so he couldn't help but remind him, "When he slaughtered the Dala tribe with blood, how could he have any mercy at all?" Heart?"
"I don't pity him." Gan Muyun shook his head and said, "I just think that letting him live like this may be the cruelest punishment, which is far more painful than death."
A look of surprise appeared on Zhong Wen's face, and then he turned to look at Zhuma, another survivor of the Dara tribe.
"My thoughts are similar to Sister Bade's."
Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, Zhuma chuckled, took Gan Muyun's slender arm, and said softly, "He is so miserable now, it doesn't make much difference whether he kills him or not, but in this matter, It doesn’t matter what we sisters said.”
Gan Muyun looked at her doubtfully.
"Xiao Ming's parents also died in his hands." Zhuma stretched out her white jade-like finger and pointed at the shining golden and majestic golden-feathered Dapeng beside her. "Speaking of revenge, it also has a share."
After saying that, she suddenly came closer and whispered softly in Xiao Ming's ear.
After a moment, Xiao Ming suddenly raised his head, his blue eyes bursting with infinite energy, as if they were about to pierce the heaven and the earth.
Immediately afterwards, its strong body turned into a golden light, flashing past Tianxuan at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and then appeared next to Zhuma again.
But Tianxuan, who was originally roaring, suddenly lost his voice.
When Zhong Wen looked again, he found that there was no breath between his mouth and nose.
This former master of the Seven Dark Stars, the possessor of the strongest physique, finally ended his life full of evil after enduring endless torture.
