Huo Haizhou originally thought that with so many Discipline Department monks taking action, it would be easy to eliminate Roy.
Unexpectedly, this Jiang Ping'an was actually a soul cultivator, and he also had soul silk.
Those ordinary disciples don't know soul silk, but Huo Haizhou does, and he gave one to You Jia not long ago.
Even for him, it took a certain amount of effort to find a soul silk thread. Where did this kid find it?
Russell next to her was even more surprised. She was ready and waiting for her daughter to be eliminated.
Unexpectedly, the injured Jiang Ping'an still had such strong fighting power.
It's a pity that Jiang Ping'an is injured now and won't last long.
If I had known this, I would have lent him a Nine-turn Universe Pill in advance.
Suddenly, Russell saw something and sighed helplessly, "It has to end."
Huo Haizhou's gloomy face gradually relaxed.
Both of them noticed that a fiery red light rushed towards Jiang Ping'an like lightning.
On the battlefield, Roy was shocked by Jiang Ping'an's power when he suddenly felt an astonishing aura. He suddenly looked up to the sky and his expression suddenly changed.
"Changzhuang!"
Roy quickly flew to Jiang Ping'an, extremely anxious, "Let's go! Let's go quickly! The strong men from the Discipline Department's combined stage are here!"
Jiang Ping'an looked up at the scorching fire in the sky.
This person is like a sun, emitting unbearable heat, and his power is so powerful that it is impossible to look directly at him.
Jiang Ping'an is too familiar with this power, the Sun Divine Body.
He had encountered it before and killed the opponent at a huge cost.
But that sun god body has not yet learned the top secret techniques, nor has it fully grown up.
This sun god body is obviously different. It reveals the secret of fire all over its body. It is like the master of fire. The space is distorted by this terrifying heat.
The Sun Divine Body, whether in the wilderness or the Yuan Realm, is the top divine body, with a powerful body and powerful flames.
Seeing Changzhuang approaching, the monks from the Discipline Department, who had been beaten back steadily, suddenly smiled.
"Haha, Jiang Ping'an, you're done!"
"Do you really think you are strong? If it weren't for that treasure, we would kill you like a dog. Now even if you have that treasure, you will still die!"
"Stop him, don't let him run away!"
Disciples from the Discipline Department quickly surrounded Jiang Ping'an to buy time for Sun God Body Changzhuang.
Roy knew he couldn't run away, so his expression became relaxed, "I'll hold Changzhuang for a while, and you can kill as many as you want."
Not to mention that Changzhuang is a strong man in the Fusion Stage, even in the Void Refining Stage, it is almost impossible to defeat him.
What's more, there are a group of other disciples from the Discipline Department here.
"Boom~"
Changzhuang fell to the ground, and the earth under his feet almost merged into scorched earth. A fire dragon surrounded him, making him look like a god.
The eyes of the people around him were full of awe and fear, but also excitement. With Changzhuang, Jiang Ping'an would die with just one punch.
Changzhuang looked at Jiang Ping'an and said in a cold voice, "If you offend me, the Discipline Department, there will be no good end."
"Then what?"
Jiang Ping'an stared directly into the other person's eyes.
"Then, of course, I will send you to death. I will deal with you here first, collect some interest, and then, when I have the opportunity, I will send you to the West in reality!"
Changzhuang clenched his fists and was about to launch an attack when the scene in front of him changed.
Jiang Pingan disappeared, the disciples of the Discipline Department around him disappeared, and the familiar thatched house appeared in front of him.
He was so familiar with this place that even after a hundred years, he still remembered it clearly.
It was here that his mother was beaten to death, and it was here that he spent the most painful years.
"What's going on? Why did I come back here? Illusion! It must be an illusion!"
Changzhuang wanted to get rid of the scene in front of him, and the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open.
A man with a pockmarked face came in.
"Changzhuang, you little bastard! Look at what time it is, why don't you hurry up and chop wood!"
A pock-marked slap slapped Changzhuang on the face.
Changzhuang felt the burning pain in his cheek and subconsciously responded: "I am just chopping firewood..."
"No, this is an illusion! I entered the Dengxian Pavilion, I awakened the Sun Divine Body, I became the captain of the Discipline Department..."
"Bang!"
The pock-marked face kicked Changzhuang hard in the stomach.
The severe pain caused Changzhuang to fall to the ground, his body curled up into a shrimp.
"You little bastard, your head was damaged in the first two days, and you even had hallucinations. Go chop wood!"
The pockmarked face cursed and kicked Changzhuang out of the door.
Changzhuang held his head, looking dazed, "No, I really entered the Discipline Department. I still remember the names of my subordinates. Their names are..."
Suddenly, Chang Zhuang's face turned pale. He forgot the names of his men, their looks, and the techniques he had learned.
"Is it really a dream?"
"Snapped!"
Mazilian picked up Changzhuang's body and slapped him hard on the face.
"What are you talking about! Do you still want to eat today?"
The severe pain caused fear and fear to appear on Changzhuang's face, and his body was shaking.
This is not a dream, there will be no pain in the dream, entering the Dengxian Pavilion is a dream.
"Yes...I'm sorry."
After waking up from the dream, Changzhuang's heart was filled with unprecedented loss.
He is still the woodcutter who lets others bully him.
In the dream, he seemed to be able to kill people at will and control unprecedented power.
At this time, an old woman ran over, knelt on the ground and begged, "Don't hit my son, don't hit my son!"
Seeing this woman, Changzhuang was shocked, "Mother!"
In that dream, my mother was beaten to death. I didn’t expect that my mother was still alive. That’s great!
"Go away, you old fool!"
The pockmarked face was very impatient, and he kicked the woman away. The woman's head hit the woodcutter, and blood immediately flowed out.
The woman made no movement.
"mother!"
When Changzhuang saw this scene, he wailed uncontrollably, pushed away his pockmarked face, knelt down in pain in front of the woman and cried, "Mother! Mother!"
"Cry your mother!"
The pockmarked face stomped heavily on Changzhuang's head.
Changzhuang's head went dark and he fainted.
He didn't know how long it took before he opened his eyes again and found that he was lying in the arms of a woman.
"Mom! You're not dead!"
Changzhuang was overjoyed.
"What death? Of course Mom can't die, Mom still wants to see you get a wife." The woman smiled kindly.
Changzhuang threw himself into the woman's arms and cried: "I'm scared to death of my son. I had a nightmare just now. I dreamed about my mother..."
"Bang~!"
The door was kicked open.
The pockmarked face rushed in with a kitchen knife in hand, "You bitch, how dare you steal the food from the master's house and give it to this little brat! Then go feed the dog!"
He rushed over with a pockmarked face and slashed the woman's neck with a knife, causing blood to spurt out like a gush of blood.
"No~"
Changzhuang howled heartbreakingly.
Pockmarked, he kicked Changzhuang away, dragged the woman's body, and threw it to the dogs outside the yard.
Changzhuang watched his mother being eaten.
The severe pain made Changzhuang despair, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.
At this moment, the light flickered.
Changzhuang opened his eyes again and found that he was sitting in the spectator seats with tears all over his face.
Lost memories suddenly reappeared.
Changzhuang was stunned for a long time, and then showed a look of horror.
"What a terrifying illusion!"
