Chapter 1056
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"Weng ~ ~ ~ ~"
Just as Zhu Minglang was in a dilemma, a sword engraving flashed by.
When it flew, it was like a cold wind, and its figure could not be seen.
When it stopped in front of Zhu Minglang, it easily blended into the darkness. Only its pitch-black silhouette could be seen, and the brilliance of the stars and moon was also absorbed by its body.
Nightstain Sword!
How could Zhu Minglang forget that he had such a powerful sword engraving?!
The Nightstain Sword was no longer an ancient mystical weapon in Xuan Ge Divine Capital. After being refined by the Evil Sword Dragon, the Nightstain Sword was actually the main body of the Evil Sword Dragon. Even Stegosaurus' original Moye Sword had been integrated into the Nightstain Sword and the Evil Sword Dragon. The three strongest dark attribute sword engraving had combined into the current Nightstain Sword!
The current Nightstain Sword could be called the Nightstain Evil Immortal Sword. It was the strongest sword engraving. Most of the time, the domineering aura it emitted gave Zhu Minglang the feeling that it was an independent sword dragon that could fight equally with Stegosaurus' main body!
The Nightstain Evil Immortal Sword hovered in front of Zhu Minglang. It seemed to have its own consciousness as it solemnly requested to fight.
Zhu Minglang glanced at Stegosaurus.
Stegosaurus expressed its helplessness. It could not control this guy. Even if it did not have a main body and was only an evolved sword spirit, this sword spirit seemed to have its own thoughts.
"Lotus Myriad Sword Wheel!"
Zhu Minglang no longer hesitated. He connected his mind with Stegosaurus and transmitted the sword technique to the Nightstain Evil Immortal Sword through Stegosaurus!
The Evil Immortal Yuran Sword was brandished. This sword technique was something that Zhu Minglang had painstakingly taught to Stegosaurus during the past few days in Alioth. It was a Heaven-tier sword technique that was personally taught by the Yuheng Xian Goddess!
Ten thousand swords flew out like a lotus of a mountain god. The petals of the lotus were made up of tens of thousands of sharp blades, like a bloody wheel. When it danced again, a torrential rain of blades shot out from the lotus. The bloody wheel was like a terrifyingly sharp sword fortress. It rotated and stirred in a shocking manner, enough to kill everything!!
It was as if the nest of Yin Flame Pythons had been thrown into a giant killing machine. The sword shadows and Sword Qi formed by the Evil Immortal Sword had a direct killing effect on these Yin Flame Pythons. Very soon, the Yin Flame Pythons that kept spreading and spreading were extinguished. In the blazing street, only the magnificent Lotus Myriad Sword Wheel that was filled with the aura of death was rotating slowly and coldly.
Wei Zhuo's eyes were filled with fear when he saw that his Yin Fire had been completely extinguished.
"Didn't you say that I'm above the gods? Why is my power so weak!? "Wei Zhuo was not an old Evil Immortal, after all. This was the only evil technique he had mastered.
Once he was disintegrated by Zhu Minglang, he only looked a little more sinister and scary.
Zhu Minglang stepped forward and stood in front of Wei Zhuo.
"Even the gods are divided into ranks. The Earth Temple God that you cursed was only an official among the Immortals, not a Cleric. Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you've mastered the evil technique!?" Zhu Minglang said.
"You're a Cleric? You're a Cleric? "Wei Zhuo stared at Zhu Minglang. He was starting to feel fear.
"It's already too easy for you to turn into ashes, but … you're just a puppet in the end," Zhu Minglang reached out his hand and slashed at Wei Zhuo from a distance.
Ye Ran's evil dragon slashed magnificently and split Wei Zhuo in half. Black blood splattered everywhere.
Wei Zhuo fell to the ground in two. Zhu Minglang glanced at him and saw that Wei Zhuo's internal organs were emitting black gas. At the same time, Zhu Minglang noticed that there was something strange about Wei Zhuo's heart …
"Bzzt ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, black pus flowed out of his heart like a black water ball that had been punctured.
As the black pus flowed out, the left side of his chest was empty.
His original heart was gone, and the thing that kept him alive was the Evil Heart of Black Pus that was condensed from hatred and hatred …
"The heart was taken away?" Zhu Minglang glanced at Wei Zhuo's lifeless face and muttered to himself, "Looks like that guy didn't just want his lifespan. He also wanted something else."
Zhu Minglang walked to the courtyard of the house. He wanted to see if there were any survivors in the house.
Unfortunately, these four people didn't have the slightest bit of breath left. Not only were they dead, but their souls had also been taken away by some kind of power. The fear they had suffered when they were alive was likely to be tormented after death.
Looking at the state of these four people, Zhu Minglang wished that he could chop Wei Zhuo into a few more pieces.
He should have let the Thunder Punishment Spirit Envoy strike him down when he was cursing the Heavens. That way, such a tragedy wouldn't have happened.
However, Zhu Minglang couldn't have foreseen what would happen now. He also couldn't have imagined that a person who had done good deeds all his life would suddenly erupt with indiscriminate vengeance …
After all, good and evil coexisted in humans. Some people were simple and kind, but they often didn't encounter any real misfortune.
The truly kind people had suffered a great deal of pain. They had endured the torment of the world for a lifetime. However, they still treated others kindly and with compassion.
Their own tragic experience wasn't a reason to abuse others.
…
After dealing with this matter, the Earth Temple Gods from other districts rushed over.
Zhu Minglang asked Wen Lingfei to negotiate with them. He then walked around the Wei family's house and the burned down ancestral hall.
The evil immortal disappeared after finishing his business.
He was a classic example of changing places after finishing a job. He was determined not to leave any clues or information for the righteous gods to use against him. If Zhu Minglang hadn't been deliberately tracking him down, other gods of higher status wouldn't have been able to find any traces of him.
He was removed from the cause and effect of this tragedy. He was just a passerby.
After experiencing this incident, Zhu Minglang suddenly understood some of the arrangements of the Heavens.
Why was it so difficult for mortals to cultivate? Why was it so heaven-defying for mortals to become gods and immortals?
Some people really couldn't be casually given too much power. If they suffered a little injustice, they might go on a killing spree. They would take revenge on society even more ruthlessly than villains.
This evil immortal just happened to be a passerby. When such people needed a butcher's knife the most, he sold it to them.
If this evil immortal was arrested and faced his own trial, he could even confidently ask him, "I'm just a person who sold a knife. What crime have I committed?"
"First, he killed Wei Zhuo's beloved son. Then, he kept an eye on their house during the funeral. After the Earth Temple God set fire to their ancestral hall, he immediately persuaded Wei Zhuo to become a demon … Why is this evil immortal watching this family? Does he have some grudge with this family?" Zhu Minglang began to search for clues.
The evil immortal didn't leave any traces of his magic.
Zhu Minglang wasn't the kind of expert who used magic to track his target. At times like this, he needed to use his wisdom.
Although Zhu Minglang usually didn't like to think about things and was more easy-going and willful, he was never bad when he needed to use his brain.
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