Absolutely not my father

The pitch-black light curtain completely enveloped the world, and the entire mine was plunged into darkness.

Not long after, a beam of light rose from the position of the four Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time, and these beams of light converged at Mu Yi's feet, forming a white ball of light. The demon spirits who had opened their teeth and claws were pulled immediately after touching the ball of light. Twisted, disintegrated, until it dissipated into a mass of black air without any spiritual power...

The sphere of light continued to expand, and finally reached the area where the miners were, but those miners still didn't know the danger was coming.

Luo Yan saw a miner raised his hand and touched the light ball. In an instant, the arm and the iron catalpa in his hand festered as if they had been strongly corroded, and then turned into a cloud of green smoke.

The miner screamed terribly, and immediately wanted to retreat, but at this time the ball of light had already appeared in front of him...

A large living person disappeared in front of his eyes. This scene woke up the people who were still in a daze. The miners fled like crazy, but how could the speed of ordinary people compare with the ball of light? Head-numbing screams.

This is the power of the killing formation, killing all living things in the formation.

As if waking up from a dream, Luo Fan unconsciously reached out and grabbed Mu Yi's sleeve.

The slight tugging caught Mu Yi's attention. At this time, the magic circle had been fully opened, and he was distracted to ask while injecting spiritual power into the killing circle.

"what happened?"

"Brother, there are still mortals in the circle."

"I know." Mu Yi replied again.

Luo Fan's voice was a little dry, and the hand holding Mu Yi's sleeve unconsciously tightened.

"Brother, why didn't you let these mortals go?"

"The demons will possess people. If the demons escape through these mortals, it will be very troublesome."

"But……"

"Besides, the killing formation must be activated by blood sacrifices, and these mortals are just used to activate the formation."

Mu Yi's understated answer stunned Luo Yan, so it turns out that sacrificing thousands of innocent people is just a trivial matter for Mu Yi?

"This is what Moxiu should look like. There is no need for extra kindness, and no hypocritical justice."

Suddenly, Ling Juebi's words reappeared in Luo Jian's mind.

"This is what a magician should look like..."

"This is what a magician should look like..."

Whether it is the cruel father or the gentle senior brother, they all treat human life like nothing, because this is what a demon cultivator should be like.

Zixia, Zuo Meng...they probably think so too.

I really am the abnormal one.

Although she already understood it very well, Luo Fan still felt a little unwilling in her heart.

Although in the past he could not be called compassionate and merciful, but he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately and commit all kinds of evil. Is it because he is a demon cultivator now that he has to change himself?

"Brother, do you know 'Zhai Yunkong'?"

"Zhai Yunkong? He is the suzerain of the Zhengyang Sect of Xianxiu Sect."

"It turned out to be Xianxiu..."

Xianxiu is probably the side of justice in this world, but the so-called uprightness killed his mother.

If the righteous way is not right, the evil way will become even more evil.

How ridiculous!

Luo Yan clenched his palms tightly. In that case, as a demon cultivator, why should he care about other people's lives?

……

Luo Fan's sudden silence aroused Mu Yi's doubts, and Mu Yi turned his head, only to find that Luo Fan's expression was in a trance, which was really rare for the poor Luo Fan with little expression.

"Little friend?"

Not getting an answer from Luo'an, Mu also followed Luo's gaze, just in time to see a young man among the miners being chased by the ball of light, the young man's pained expression was impressive.

At the moment of the young man's death, Mu also noticed that Luo Wen's fingers hanging by his side trembled.

It was only then that Mu Yi remembered that Luo Fan had spent more than ten years of his life in meditation. His hands were cleaner than anyone else in the Demon Sect, without a single trace of blood. This was probably the first time Luo Fan had seen such a bloody scene. See you.

Mu Yi sighed, stretched out his hand to gently hug Luo Wen into his arms, stroked Luo Wen's hair with his palm, his voice was gentle.

"Xiao Fan, it's all right, it's just ordinary people, don't worry about it."

Mu Yi's comforting words did not make Luo Jian feel comforted. He had no doubt that if there were not enough people for the blood sacrifice, Mu Yi would take some more from Xiyun City.

This is the sorrow of the weak, but also the privilege of the strong, which makes more lives involuntary.

People are knives, I am fish.

At this moment, the words "the strong are respected" are so bloody.

Didn't those self-proclaimed righteous immortal cultivators kill their own mothers by virtue of their powerful cultivation?If Dad hadn't arrived, he would have died unexpectedly.

Such a young self is even more powerless than these miners.

Heh... He doesn't need to, nor is he qualified to sympathize with others?

The warmth from Mu Yi's chest spread from his cheeks to his brain, and Mu Yi's steady heartbeat could be heard next to his ears. The screams continued, but they could no longer reach Luo Shu's ears.

After calming down, Luo Fan withdrew from Mu Yi's arms, his eyes fell on the purgatory field below, and there was a glimmer of darkness in his eyes.

"Brother, tell me about Zhai Yunkong..."

"Um……"

Mu Yi continued to stroke Luo Wen's hair, telling the information he knew.

"Zhengyang Sect is the first sect of immortal cultivators. Zhai Yunkong has reached the Mahayana stage as the sect master. He is the No. 1 sword cultivator, known as Sword Master..."

A few words are enough to show the strength of Zhai Yunkong, and it is by no means the realm that Luo Jian can touch now.

I still need to get stronger, keep getting stronger, so strong that I can... Take revenge with my own hands.

It was the first time that Luo Yan had such a strong desire. I don't know if it was because of a change in mood, but his cultivation level, which was originally stuck on the tenth level of Qi training, suddenly increased a lot.

Got it!

Luo Jian's face changed slightly, this is not a good place to break through.

The thunder catastrophe of a pure spirit body is different from that of ordinary monks. The pure spirit body has a very high affinity for various energies, including thunder and lightning, so the thunder that falls from the sky catastrophe of a pure spirit body will not be due to It will disappear after resisting, and it needs to be lured away by an array. If there is no thunder array, the thunder and lightning will continue to accumulate around the pure spirit body, forming a thunder pool.

Think about how difficult it is to resist the sky thunder in the thunder pool. Not to mention Luo Fan, a small Qi training monk, even a Nascent Soul monk can't last long.

These are all recorded in the jade slips that Ling Juebi gave to Luo Fan. Luo Fan had already read them carefully, but unexpectedly he was caught off guard.

"Brother, return to the sect immediately."

Feeling the spiritual power already surging in his body, Luo Yan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly reminded Mu Yi.

Mu Yi also knew that Luo Fan's physique was special, so he wanted to take Luo Fan away after figuring out a formula.

Suddenly, a crack appeared out of nowhere in the sky, and before everyone had time to react, Luo Wen was pulled into it, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Luo Dang disappeared, the crack didn't disappear, and the waves emanating from it were powerful and familiar.

"Disciple pays homage to suzerain." Mu Yi stepped forward and bowed to the crack with a respectful attitude.

Can easily open a space channel hundreds of thousands of miles away, who else in the entire Shura world except Ling Juebi.

It turned out to be the suzerain of his own dragon who sees his head and tail!Several Nascent Soul cultivators were so frightened that their souls would fly away, so they hurried over to salute.

Ling Juebi didn't care about the small fish and shrimp, his eyes fell on Mu Yi, in his impression, Mu Yi was not such a 'considerate' person.

"This seat has been in retreat for these years, thanks to you for taking care of Luo Wen."

Although separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, the oppressive force caused by Ling Juebi has not diminished at all, Mu Yi's heart shuddered, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The suzerain is serious. Junior brother Ling and the disciple are both under the master's sect, and it is the disciple's duty to take care of junior brother Ling."

"What's in it?"

When Cai Muyi hugged Luo Jian just now, he didn't feel like a good senior brother who just did his "duty".

"It's interesting."

After Ling Juebi left this sentence of unknown meaning, the space passage in front of him disappeared, and Mu Yi raised his head to look in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Sect, with a gloomy expression.

Afterwards, Mu Yi gave some instructions to the monk whom his disciples called Uncle Song, and took the three Nascent Soul monks back to Xiyun City.

……

Luo Fan on the other side was restrained the moment he was pulled in by the space channel. He couldn't even move a finger, let alone resist. He could only let this force lead him to an unknown place.

The light came earlier than expected, only a few tens of breaths away, and the confinement on Luo Fan disappeared. He opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the familiar layout of An Ge and... Ling Juebi.

"!!!"

At this moment, the distance between Luo Fan and Ling Juebi is really very close, so close that Luo Fan can feel the breath exhaled by Ling Juebi on his neck, which is hot and itchy.

Having never been in such close contact with a person before, Luo Jian's body froze, and his tone was somewhat uncertain.

"Father... Daddy?"

Ignoring Luo Fan, Ling Juebi randomly picked up a strand of Luo Fan's hair with his fingers, and played with it around his fingertips, with an inexplicable look on his face.

The atmosphere was momentarily tense.

Guessing Ling Jubi's thoughts, Luo Yan had no choice but to hang his head, silently suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and acted like a quiet sculpture.

The few times he had dealt with Ling Juebi, he had fully realized his father's temper, and the best thing to do was to obey.

Ling Juebi's gaze paused on Luo Fan's face, and it had to be said that Luo Fan's lowered brows had a quiet charm of time.

If it was in the past, Ling Juebi would be very satisfied with Luo Kan's understanding of current affairs, but after seeing Luo Kan's intimacy with Mu Yi, this understanding of current affairs seems too perfunctory.

"Don't like Daddy?"

A voice without the slightest emotion came out of Ling Juebi's mouth, and Luo Fan's heart skipped a beat in shock, not knowing where he had offended Ling Juebi.

#Daddy is getting more and more ghostly, how can it be broken? #

"...I like it..." Luo Yan uttered two words lightly, but he didn't know what to say other than that.

"yes……"

Seeing Luo Wenyan's insincere appearance, Ling Juebi sneered, losing interest in exploring.

Casually, a piece of spiritual power was injected into Luo's body, and the spiritual power in Luo's body that had been calmed down due to his pressure became agitated again.

Above An Pavilion, dark clouds began to surge, and traces of lightning flashed in the clouds.

Just as Luo Yan stepped into the built-up lightning-guiding formation, a wrist-thick lightning struck down.

Thunder Tribulation has begun...

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Calvin, no one, blackened, falling in love and killing each other.