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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty One, Killing the Master

Under the cold wind, the left-hand magic fire burst out, and I slowly raised my hand. [The black magic fire in my hand was constantly jumping, looking at each other from afar, and my words spread throughout the underworld.

Actually, I like this black magic fire that looks as small as a candlelight, because it looks very similar to me, it is so weak and so unacceptable to things in the world.

But I long for it because it contains the power that can make all the mortal fire in the world bow down, and because it has explosive power that will not be easily noticed by others.

I also hope that I will be like this magic fire, making everyone bow their heads!

Even though the black magic fire in my hand looks small and weak at this time, the magic fire is the magic fire! Its existence is the indifference of all mortal fires in the world, its existence is the tyranny that destroys all things in this world.

At this moment, Zhou Xuantong's eyes unconsciously looked at the fireball in the sky. Although Yanshan's backhand was powerful, it was still just a mortal flame. In front of the magic fire, it was just a subject!

The fireball finally landed on the ground, and the huge explosion lifted Zhou Xuantong away more than ten meters. He lay on the ground, spit out the vague gravel in his mouth, then looked up, and in the dust, he could clearly see the tiny but burning black flame.

The magic fire is not extinguished!

"Impossible, has the Yanshan Mountain's backhand not extinguished this magic fire? No, the magic fire will not be extinguished, but Wan Lin must be dead!"

He got up from the ground and was about to walk out. He heard footsteps in the dust. Then a not-tall black shadow walked out of the dust, holding the magic fire in his left hand, and his face was cold. I stood in front of Zhou Xuantong. Uploaded

"This is impossible, you..."

Before he could say anything, he heard me say coldly: "Fanhuo cannot hurt me, because I am its master."

Raising the magic fire in his hand, Zhou Xuantong was defeated at this time! He was about to take out a new stone bead from his pocket, but the Juwu, who had been ambushing the side early in the morning, rushed over and pushed Zhou Xuantong to the ground, and his resistance came to an end. (No pop-up ad)

"All things in the world are mutually generated and restrained. My demon fire is not among the five elements. If you respect it, you have already lost..."

I walked slowly along the flames on the ground. The ground around me was full of lava flames, but the only place I passed by was the flames deliberately avoided. Zhou Xuantong, who saw this scene, sighed long...

Looking back, the battle between Old Man Xing and Black Wolf is coming to an end. Black Wolf seems a little impatient and seems to be at a disadvantage. Look again? Old Man Xing, with his hands raised, the shadows of the mountain kept falling, and the earth was shaking constantly. The black spear could not hurt him at all. The victory and loss were decided.

"Rakshasa divine power, black spear? Come out, old man, I must nail you here today!"

The black wolf, who had been losing money, was already unstable. He raised his hands and the black spears around him floated one by one, but the black spears that had always been under his control seemed shaking at this moment, and it seemed less stable even when floating in the air.

"out!"

The black wolf pointed at the old man Xing, but the black spear did not respond, which made the black spear stunned. When he turned around, he saw that the black spears were covered with Hunyuan aura. The Hunyuan aura pulled the power of the mountains. These black spears were pressed by the aura of the mountains. It would be good if they could fly. If they wanted to attack, they would definitely not be able to do so.

"The fairy mountain is first condensed, I will use this shadow of the fairy mountain to send you on the way!"

? The old man Xing changed his hand and reached out to the sky. Soon a phantom of a snow-capped mountain condensed in the air in the underworld. The black wolf felt the threat of death and hurriedly took back the black spear and turned around to leave, but the Hunyuan aura on the black spear was extremely heavy. It pulled a few black spears but couldn't move. In desperation, it gritted its teeth and turned around and ran away, but saw that the old man Xing said coldly: "It has harmed so many lives, and still wants to leave? Press down!"

His fingers slid down, and the white fairy mountain also fell. The running black wolf was now shrouded by the fairy mountain, just like the monkey could not escape from the Five Fingers Mountain. As the phantom fell, he could only hear the black wolf screaming, and in the dust, there was a scene of broken bones and falling apart.

After taking away the Hunyuan breath, Old Man Xing shook his body slightly, and I hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Seeing that his face looked very bad, he asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"

He shook his head and said, "It's okay, thank you for your hard work these days."

But when he spoke, his eyes kept falling on Zhou Xuantong, who was captured by the giant martial arts, walked slowly and stood in front of Zhou Xuantong. Facing his master, Zhou Xuantong finally gave up resisting.

"Xuantong, we master and apprentice haven't seen each other for many years. I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive. Since you survived, why should you take revenge?"

?Old man Xing's voice was very soft. I asked Juwu to let go of Zhou Xuantong and then stepped aside.

Zhou Xuantong, who had been working from the ground, lowered his head, sighed, and whispered: "Master, if it were you, your wife was killed and your son disappeared, would you take revenge?"

? Xing didn't say anything, shook his head lightly and said, "People should still survive. The demon vein did something wrong back then, but the great master who had traded with the demon clan in private had been killed by Han Yun. If you hadn't killed more than a dozen innocent demon vein masters in a row, Han Yun wouldn't have wanted you. When will the revenge be revenge? Listen to my teacher's advice, let it go..."

At this moment, Zhou Xuantong slowly stood up from the ground, and he looked at Old Man Xing and whispered: "Master, when I was a disciple of you, you said that I was too stubborn and had a personality that even eight cows could not pull back. When I worshiped you, I knelt for three days and three nights. At that time, you knew that what I believed would never change in my life. The demon vein is my enemy, and I must make the entire demon vein pay the price. You said back then that if I sincerely ask you for something in the future, you will definitely help me. Today, I beg you to let your disciple go, just this thing, let me go!"

I didn't interrupt. At this moment, I wanted to speak, but I still held back. Everything was decided by Old Man Xing. If he wanted to let Zhou Xuantong go, I wouldn't be able to stop him.

"You have killed so many people. This time, fourteen children have been sacrificed in the underworld. If you ask me to let you go, how can I let you go?"

Xing's voice was a little hoarse, Zhou Xuantong suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to Xing Lian three times and then shouted loudly: "Master, I have never begged you. This time I beg you, let the disciple go, the disciple wants to take revenge!"

The wind in the underworld was very cold. Xing slowly raised his head. I could see the old man's face looked particularly old at this time, with deep sadness and sorrow. When he closed his eyes, his eyes were flashing with faint tears, and he whispered: "You have ruined your spiritual sense, I will let you go..."

For a supernatural person, self-destruction is equivalent to nullifying his own life, which is even more sad than death.

Hearing Xing's words, Zhou Xuantong trembled all over, then lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Master, are you really so heartless? Is your disciple so begging you, are you unwilling to let me go? Is it that year that you were beaten and seriously injured for me and vomiting blood for several days. Today, I beg you to let me go, but you unwilling to let me go?"

? Xing sighed long, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he whispered: "It was the demon vein that owed you, your revenge was gone, those children should not die, those innocent life masters should not die. Xuantong, you have gone too far..."

But at this moment, an accident suddenly came!

Zhou Xuantong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly took out a black dagger from his pocket, and then stood up suddenly when Old Man Xing was unprepared, aiming the sharp knife at Old Man Xing's chest, and this scene came too quickly. Old Man Xing himself did not expect that his favorite disciple would suddenly attack him.

Juwu and I didn't expect that Xing's body would fall to the ground soon, and Zhou Xuantong ran back in panic. I didn't have time to chase this bastard, so I rushed to Old Man Xing and shouted: "Juwu, go and kill that bastard!"
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