Chapter 476
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 476
Now Murong Lin redeemed the "Reaper of Souls Formation" and placed it directly under him, surrounding all beings, very fast.
Because he was recovering from his injuries by inputting spiritual power to all the living beings, he naturally understood the condition of his whole body, and mobilized his own lifeless spirit hidden in the Soul Sea, the god of all living beings. No gas.
Then this force, along with the effect of Formation, instantly imprisoned Cang Zhusheng's Divine Soul, not only unable to get out of the Divine Soul space, but also unable to control his own body.
For a while, Cang Zhusheng's life and death were held in Murong Lin's hands.
Cang Zhusheng simply didn't realize that his power was being continuously absorbed by Murong Lin, and Murong Lin's cultivation base was also rising, he just couldn't believe it.
He thought frantically in the heart: "Lin'er! What are you doing?!"
He didn't know what happened, but now it seems that it should be himself The good disciple Murong Lin did something to make himself simply unable to resist.
But why did Murong Lin do this?
Does he know what he is doing?
Murong Lin raised slightly at the corner of his mouth, feeling the rising spiritual power in his body, along with his own cultivation base.
He felt the doubts and madness of the living beings in front of him, quietly approached his ear, narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, can't you see it? I'm killing a master! "
A master murderer!
Kill the Master!
Murder!
Cang Zhusheng's heart froze for a moment, as if he had suffered a big blow, but it seemed that because the blow was too heavy, his nerves escaped, so he simply couldn't feel what was happening. How painful.
Murong Lin What did he just say?
Mr.
He wants to kill his teacher?
Isn't his master me?
He wants to kill me?
He's going to kill me!
For a time, it was difficult for the living beings who were the masters of the Moon Worship Pagoda to accept. Even if he once slaughtered millions, a single order was enough to lead to the demise of a small country, and the deaths of countless creatures were entangled with him. , he still had difficulty accepting that his Disciple wanted to kill him.
Cang Zhusheng also climbed up from the bottom. There are many methods in which to frame friends, slaughter relatives, sacrifice lovers, and do whatever they can, just to climb up.
And now, just simply betrayed by his Disciple, he has begun to feel that the world is not worth it.
Murong Lin was a little shocked. The lifeless and lifeless qi he controlled felt great struggle and pain in the body of all the living beings. Naturally, this feeling was also blessed on him.
He opened his mouth slightly and said playfully, "No way, Master, you are also a Sect's Master after all, can't you accept such a trivial matter? I think you are a little high."
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Listening to Murong Lin's taunting voice, all the living beings felt uncomfortable, desperate, and angry, but they were still influenced by Murong Lin's Great Villain Halo and had some doubts.
Lin Er will not harm herself!
He swore Heaven and Earth!
He taught it himself!
Yes! This Murong Lin is fake, just to break through his own psychological defense!
As if feeling Cang Zhusheng's inner struggle, Murong Lin smiled slightly and continued to speak, trying to break the last line of defense in his heart.
"You think I'm fake? No, look at my knife, isn't it still sharp!"
Murong Lin pulled out his "Nine Kills" directly , moved towards Cang Zhusheng's back, pierced directly through his body, and pierced out of his chest.
Seeing the blade stained with red blood that appeared in his sight, Cang Zhusheng was completely desperate this time.
It's really Murong Lin!
It's really him!
He's going to kill me!
Feeling the extremely powerful artistic conception on the blade, Cang Zhusheng suddenly felt it was very ironic. Back then, he had taken a fancy to Murong Lin's Blade Dao innate talent, and then he devoted a lot of resources to the other nine Greats. Sect grabbed him back in his hands.
And now, Murong Lin stabbed himself in the chest with his knife.
"Why?" Cang Zhusheng said with difficulty.
At this moment, his body could no longer be covered with shadows, revealing his original appearance, a scrawny, hunched silhouette with wrinkles and signs of old age on his face.
His eyes were desperate and sad, having left Murong Lin's control.
Because he has nothing left for Murong Lin to continue looting.
"Because, I think so."