Chapter 645: Killing Ding Lezheng, only One Person Is Guilty? (4k2, Please Subscribe)

Just imagine, if Ding Lezheng is really so mad that he wants to devour and seize the Yuanying of his fellow disciples to recover from his injuries after the war, then the candidate he chooses will definitely be the "unimportant" Yuanying monk in the sect.

It just so happened that Situ Yang met this condition.

Therefore, in the eyes of Situ Yang and other "early Nascent Soul" monks, Ding Lezheng, the possessed ancestor, is more terrifying than Wei Tu, another enemy who has transformed into a god.

"That's right! What Brother Situ said is right."

"What Nephew Situ Xian said... there is some truth to it."

Just as Fang Xingduan thought, after Situ Yang broke his face and revealed that he was going to be in danger, the Nascent Soul monk, who was of the same status as Situ Yang, immediately agreed.

No one wants to be the resource for the ancestor Ding Lezheng to recover from his injury.

After the voice of agreement rang out.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators present were also slightly moved, as if they wanted to express their approval of Situ Yang's proposal.

After all, being with a demon is like being with a tiger. No one can be sure whether he is the blood food in Ding Lezheng's eyes.

Moreover, if they want to use the teleportation array to escape, the danger level of their escape will also be greatly increased with the addition of Ding Lezheng, the ancestor who is being chased by the Master of Transformation.

A very real problem.

It would be difficult for them to gain anything by accepting or rescuing Ding Lezheng. On the contrary, it will increase your own crisis.

They were not so arrogant that Ding Lezheng, in order to repay his kindness, "taught them everything he could" so that they could break through to the state of becoming gods.

But in turn, they refused to accept Ding Lezheng...

For them, the ancestors of Nascent Soul, there are many benefits.

Maybe, after Ding Lezheng was chased to death, this god-incarnation venerable would no longer cause trouble for them in Shengya Mountain.

Of course, they were not optimistic that "Wei Tu" would ignore Shengya Mountain and not eradicate the roots, but that "Wei Tu" would not persist in pursuing them after they escaped through the ultra-long-distance teleportation array.

"Since you have made your decision, it is not appropriate for me to reject the results of the public discussion..."

After the voice of agreement fell, Fang Xingduan glanced at Situ Yang, sighed secretly, and said these words with the dignity of the headmaster.

He is the new head coach personally supported by ancestor Ding Lezheng.

If the situation was feasible, he would not want to betray Ding Lezheng.

But helplessly, in order to avoid being chased, Ding Lezheng did something too horrifying.

The hearts of the people at the top of Shengya Mountain have already dispersed.

No matter how hard he persists as the head coach, there is no point in doing so.

On the contrary, "abandoning" Ding Lezheng alone and resuming the Shengya Mountain Taoism in the future is what he, the headmaster, should do now.

Thinking of this, Fang Xingduan took a deep breath and continued: "Pass this decree and activate the ultra-distance teleportation array. All Nascent Souls in this sect... should flee immediately."

"At the same time, those who are fleeing need to kill three generations of vampires to prevent others from chasing them."

The words fell.

The faces of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall suddenly became solemn. After saying, "I will obey the law," they turned into streaks of escaping light and disappeared into the hall without a trace.

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After the cultivators left, Fang Xingduan stood up from the throne. He glanced at the "ultra-distance teleportation array" that was being opened by the cultivators deep in Shengya Mountain. Then he thought for a moment and stepped down from his position as the representative head teacher. The "Golden Lotus Crown" flew across the sky towards the gate of Shengya Mountain.

Now, all cultivators can leave, but he, the leader of Shengya Mountain, cannot leave.

Shengya Mountain is the first gate to the righteous path of Da Cang Cultivation Realm. If you want to become the leader of Shengya Mountain, in addition to being favored by the ancestor Ding Lezheng... you also need to convince the public.

And he happened to agree with this request.

When he was young, he was famous in Shengya Mountain, Haizhou, and Xiao Kingdom for his "chivalrous heart". When he reached Jindan and Yuanying, he was respected by thousands of people for his "upholding righteousness".

He didn't know if he had gained this reputation by pretending, because it had been too long...but he knew that there must be no one left to die in Shengya Mountain.

A sect without martyrs, a righteous sect, will definitely be despised and despised by others.

What's more, the ancestor Ding Lezheng committed such a murder again.

Without his death, even if a high-level Nascent Soul master like Situ Yang managed to escape, it would have been difficult for Shengya Mountain to be revived and become the first gate.

In a word, unworthy!

Such a sect is dirty and shameful.

Everyone will remember that all the senior officials of Yuanying in Shengya Mountain fled, leaving only their relatives and disciples to be slaughtered.

And he, the last leader who abandoned the sect and left, will be nailed to the pillar of shame from now on, and will be laughed at and ridiculed by the world.

"If only I had not been greedy and accepted the position of headmaster, how wonderful it would have been..."

Fang Xingduan lamented in his heart. He envied Situ Yang and other Yuanying senior officials who had no responsibility and could escape at will.

It's a pity that he shouldered the heavy responsibility of being the head coach.

The mountain gate of Shengya Mountain is not far from the main hall on the back mountain. With Fang Xingduan's speed, he has arrived in less than three or four breaths.

The moment he arrived, Fang Xingduan also used the sect-protecting formation in Shengya Mountain to sense Wei Tu and Ding Lezheng, who were chasing each other in the distance.

Five hundred miles.

Four hundred miles.

Three hundred miles...

Wei and Tu are approaching Shengya Mountain.

Moreover, according to Fang Xingduan's opinion, Ding Lezheng will be overtaken by "Wei Tu" behind him when he is more than a hundred miles away at most.

"Xingduan! Come out quickly and help me!"

At this time, Ding Lezheng also saw Fang Xingduan hiding in the sect protection formation. He was delighted and hurriedly called out.

It is difficult for a Yuanying cultivator to resist the power of the God of Transformation!

But if he had this extra blood food, he could use it to escape Wei Tu's pursuit and escape into the sect. It would undoubtedly be feasible.

However——

During this voice transmission and shouting, Ding Lezheng found that Fang Xingduan's face did not change at all, and his eyes were even colder than before.

His face was ugly, and he immediately understood that it must be that he had plundered the blood essence of the cultivators in the market along the way, making Fang Xingduan and other cultivators in the sect fear him like a tiger.

"If I had known earlier, I should have planted a soul contract with you and treated you like the devil."

Ding Lezheng cursed in his heart.

And at the same time that Ding Lezheng cursed inwardly, in this instant, Wei Tu, who had been chasing Ding Lezheng for several days, flashed his escape light and finally caught up with Ding Lezheng, and blocked Ding Lezheng firmly in front of him.

The next moment.

Two "Green Emperor Life-Slaying Swords" and "Mysterious Spirit Gold Chains" came out from Wei Tu's fingertips at the same time, besieging Ding Lezheng.

Although the Green Emperor Life-Slaying Swords were his regular means, it could also be called a killing move against Ding Lezheng, who was already at the end of his strength at this moment.

Seeing the two hundred-foot-high sword energies and the "Mysterious Spirit Gold Chain", a spiritual treasure that had once caused him so much trouble, Ding Lezheng's face suddenly changed, and he had to retreat to another safe area temporarily.

But this safe area was exactly the "three-sided and one-missing" area that Wei Tu had deliberately left behind.

Huh! Huh!

Just as Ding Lezheng was about to flee, Wei Tu, who was in the original place, flapped his wings behind him, and instantly appeared at the retreat of Ding Lezheng, and punched him hard.

"Puff!" Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul spirit body was torn apart by this heavy blow, and he was forced to spit out several Nascent Soul essences from his mouth. In addition, he also spit out seven or eight "blood pills" that he had swallowed before.

"Wei Tu, why bother forcing me. Although Ding has imprisoned your son and grandson, he has never killed them."

Ding Lezheng, with a pale face, played the emotional card, and had the intention of begging for mercy.

But Wei Tu, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, would not be moved by this. He could not see that this was Ding Lezheng's delaying strategy.

He did not stop at all, and golden light appeared on his body, condensed into a golden spear, and clenched his right fist, stabbing at the center of Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul spirit body, ready to kill with a fatal blow.

These golden lights were transformed from his "spiritual body", which had the ultimate physical strength and posed a great threat to the soul in Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul.

But at this moment.

He saw that Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul suddenly turned into a pool of blood, split into two, and avoided his attack.

After dodging, the pool of blood suddenly condensed into an arrow and shot towards his forehead.

"Possession?" Instantly, Wei Tu guessed Ding Lezheng's idea.

Now, Ding Lezheng's body has been lost. If he fights for possession in his sea of ​​consciousness and competes with his soul, it will undoubtedly greatly reduce his advantage on the battlefield.

Of course, his reduced advantage does not mean that Ding Lezheng will have a chance of winning after the battle of possession.

However, this method is the only choice for Ding Lezheng to seriously injure him now.

"Block!" Wei Tu's eyes flashed coldly, his consciousness moved, and the golden light of his spirit body emerged, turning into a shield to block his forehead. When the blood-colored arrow transformed by Ding Lezheng was about to hit it, he stretched out five fingers from it and grabbed the blood-colored arrow directly.

This time, Ding Lezheng no longer had time to transform into the "blood" just now to avoid his attack.

Under the palm of his hand, which was condensed by the golden light of his spirit body, the blood-colored arrow was burned and smoked, and it was transformed into Ding Lezheng's previous Nascent Soul spirit body.

However, at this moment.

Ding Lezheng's desire to survive was still amazing. He quickly pinched the formula, divided the soul in his body into more than a dozen parts, abandoned the Nascent Soul spirit body, and escaped.

Seeing this, Wei Tu was not surprised. He narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to grab downwards.

In an instant, a green giant hand hundreds of feet in size appeared in the air, blocking all the escape routes of Ding Lezheng's more than ten residual souls.

Then, the green giant hand clenched into a fist, and the majestic mana in it instantly annihilated the more than ten residual souls.

However, among these residual souls, Wei Tu still left one, ready to search the soul later.

After Wei Tu did this.

The next moment, Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul, trapped by his "golden light of the spirit body", shattered like porcelain, and drops of bright red blood spilled out from it.

Immediately, Wei Tu looked at Shengya Mountain, where the protective formation had been set up. He flew through the air and walked towards the gate of Shengya Mountain step by step.

When he reached the gate of Shengya Mountain.

The blood spilled from Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul also dripped onto the array light shield of Shengya Mountain.

Tick!

Tick!

On the colorful array light shield, these drops of blood were particularly conspicuous.

Seeing this scene, the minds of the cultivators in Shengya Mountain slowly calmed down. They all noticed the deadly silence that could be heard when a pin drop fell.

Before that, they were afraid that the ancestor Ding Lezheng would return to the sect and use them as blood food to recover from his injuries and escape the pursuit of "Wei Tu".

But now, with the death of the ancestor Ding Lezheng... they also felt that their last hope... was gone.

However, the next moment, after a clear voice sounded, hope was rekindled in their hearts.

"Fang Xingduan, the head of Shengya Mountain, greets Venerable Wei."

Fang Xingduan flew to the top of the formation shield, and through the formation shield that was about three meters thick, he bowed solemnly to Wei Tu in front of him and said respectfully.

"The small sect doesn't know why our ancestor offended Venerable Wei, but if Venerable Wei can do it, can he only offend one person and spare all the cultivators of our sect..."

Fang Xingduan pretended to be confused. After saying this in front of all the cultivators, he slowly knelt down and kowtowed to Wei Tu.

"Headmaster..."

Seeing this, all the cultivators in Shengya Mountain mourned, and those with sensibility even shed tears because of it, staining their necks with tears.

But what they don't know is.

A quarter of an hour ago, in the high-level meeting, they had become the victims of the discussions of the Nascent Soul executives.

If they knew this, they might have another opinion about Fang Xingduan's kneeling.

"Only one person?"

Hearing this, Wei Tu sneered. He looked at Fang Xingduan with an indifferent expression and said in a cold voice: "After Wei signed a gentleman's agreement with your ancestor back then, more than two hundred years have passed, but I have never seen you send someone. Only one person?"

If Ding Lezheng had kept his promise and not attacked the Wei family monks, then even if he formed a deadly feud with Ding Lezheng again, he would not blame the other monks in Shengya Mountain for this.

But it just so happens that Ding Lezheng is not.

After he achieved breakthrough in becoming a god, he thought highly of himself and violated this gentleman's promise.

In addition, he has neither seen nor heard that when Ding Le was imprisoning the Wei family cultivators, the leader of Shengya Mountain, "Fang Xingduan", or other Shengya Mountain monks spoke up for this.

If so, he would "just blame one person".

The words fell.

Fang Xing frowned, his throat opened, and it was difficult to think of any excuse for this.

"If Venerable Wei wants to go on a killing spree, can he let innocent people go... at the cost of the life of this junior?"

"Venerable Wei, you must have seen that our faction is not helping Zhou to do evil, and then help Ding Lezheng."

Fang Xingtang knelt down and bowed before saying again.

Just now, he did not help Ding Lezheng. In addition to being afraid that Ding Lezheng would attack his fellow disciples, he also realized that Ding Lezheng would be intercepted by Wei Tu and would be unable to return to Shengya Mountain.

Rushing to help Ding Lezheng will serve no other purpose than exposing flaws in the Shengya Mountain Sect Protecting Formation.

Once there is a loophole in the sect-protecting formation, it will undoubtedly be difficult for Situ Yang and other senior officials of Shengya Mountain to escape.

But even so, he didn't mind and used this matter to plead with Wei Tu.

Hearing this, Wei Tu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He took a serious look at Fang Xingduan, but he didn't see anything strange about him, as if he was really not afraid of death.

At this time, after saying this, Fang Xingduan had already stood up, gathered magic power in his palm, and patted himself on the head.

Under this blow.

In an instant, Fang Xingduan made a "pop" sound and flew out like a broken sack.

When he regained his balance, he saw that the aura on his body had dropped from the late Yuanying stage to the "middle stage of the Yuanying stage".

He has already lost one level of cultivation.

"I wonder if Venerable Wei is satisfied?"

Fang Xingduan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to slap his forehead with his palm.

His realm fell again, to the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Headmaster..."

"Headmaster..."

Seeing this scene, the cultivators in Shengya Mountain could no longer hold back, and many began to cry.

But at this moment, an unharmonious voice suddenly came from outside the formation mask.

"Headmaster Fang understands the righteousness so well, why don't we see other Nascent Soul monks from Shengya Mountain come to accept the punishment?"

The words fell.

Fang Xingduan's expression changed suddenly. He raised his head and stared outside, staring behind Wei Tu at a female cultivator wearing a hat and plain white clothes.