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Chapter 645: Killing Ding Lezheng, only one person is guilty? (4k2, please subscribe)

Just imagine, if Ding Le was really so crazy as to devour and take over the Nascent Soul of his fellow sect members to recover from his post-war injuries, then the person he chose would definitely be a "powerless" Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect.

Coincidentally, Situ Yang meets this condition.

Therefore, in the eyes of "early Nascent Soul" cultivators like Situ Yang, Ding Lezheng, the demon-possessed ancestor, is more terrifying than another god-transforming enemy - Wei Tu.

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

"What nephew Situ Xian said... does make sense."

Just as Fang Xingduan thought, after Situ Yang revealed his impending crisis, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the same status as Situ Yang also spoke up in agreement.

No one was willing to become the nourishment for the ancestor Ding Lezheng to recover from his injuries.

After the voices of agreement rang out.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators present were also slightly moved, and seemed to be expressing their agreement with Situ Yang's proposal.

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

Moreover, if they wanted to use the teleportation array to escape, with the presence of Ding Lezheng, an old ancestor who was being hunted by the Divine Transformation Master, the danger level of their escape would be greatly increased.

A very real problem.

Accepting, or rescuing Ding Lezheng, would hardly give them anything. Instead, it would increase their own crisis.

They were not so conceited that they thought that if Ding Lezheng taught them everything he knew in order to repay his kindness, they would be able to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

But on the other hand, refusing to accept Ding Lezheng...

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

Perhaps, after Ding Lezheng was hunted to death, this venerable deity would no longer cause trouble for their Shengya Mountain.

Of course, they are not so optimistic that "Weitu" will ignore Shengya Mountain and not wipe out the roots of the problem. Instead, they are not so optimistic that "Weitu" will not pursue them relentlessly after they escape using the ultra-long-distance teleportation array.

"Since you have made your decision, I should not reject the result of the discussion..."

After the voices of agreement fell, Fang Xingduan glanced at Situ Yang, sighed secretly, and said these words as the head master.

He is the new headmaster personally supported by the ancestor Ding Lezheng.

If the situation allowed, he didn't want to betray Ding Lezheng.

But unfortunately, Ding Lezheng's actions in order to avoid being hunted down were too frightening.

The morale of the top leaders of Shengya Mountain has been dispersed.

There is no point in him insisting as the headmaster.

On the contrary, "abandoning" Ding Lezheng and continuing the Taoist tradition of Shengya Mountain in the future is what he, as the headmaster, should do now.

Thinking of this, Fang Xingduan took a deep breath and continued, "Pass on my decree to activate the ultra-long-distance teleportation array. All Yuanyings in our sect... flee immediately."

"At the same time, those who flee must kill all three generations of vampires to prevent others from hunting them down."

The words fell.

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

……

After the practitioners left, Fang Xingduan stood up from the throne. He glanced at the "super long-distance teleportation array" that was being opened by the practitioners deep in Shengya Mountain. Then he thought for a moment, took off the "lotus golden crown" that represented the position of the head monk, and flew across the sky to the gate of Shengya Mountain.

Now, all the cultivators can leave, except him, the head of Shengya Mountain, who cannot leave.

Shengya Mountain is the first gate to the righteous path of the Da Cang cultivation world. If one wants to become the headmaster of Shengya Mountain, in addition to being favored by the ancestor Ding Lezheng... one must also convince the public.

And he just happened to agree to this request.

When he was young, he was famous for his "chivalrous heart" in Shengya Mountain, Haizhou, and Xiao State. When he reached the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul stages, he was respected by all cultivators for his "upholding righteousness".

He didn't know whether he gained this reputation by pretending, because it had been too long... But he knew that there had to be someone in Shengya Mountain who died for the sect.

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

What’s more, the ancestor Ding Lezheng committed such a murderous sin.

Without his death, even if a high-level Nascent Soul master like Situ Yang managed to escape, it would be difficult for Shengya Mountain to revive in the future and it would be difficult for it to become the number one gate.

In a word, unworthy!
Such a sect is dirty and shameful.

Everyone will remember that all the high-ranking Yuanying masters of Shengya Mountain fled, leaving only their relatives and disciples to be slaughtered.

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

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

Fang Xingduan sighed in his heart. He envied Situ Yang and other Yuanying high-level people who had no responsibilities and could escape at will.

Unfortunately, he had to shoulder the important task of being the head teacher.

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

The moment he arrived, Fang Xingduan also used the Shengya Mountain's protective formation to sense Wei Tu and Ding Lezheng who were chasing and fleeing in the distance.

Five hundred miles.

Four hundred miles.

Three hundred miles...

Wei Tu and the other man were getting closer and closer to Shengya Mountain.

Moreover, according to Fang Xingduan's observation, when they traveled no more than a hundred miles, Ding Lezheng would be caught up by the "Weitu" behind him.

"Xingduan! Come out and help me!"

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

Even the Nascent Soul Realm cannot resist the power of the Divine Transformation Realm!
But if he had this extra blood food, it would undoubtedly be possible for him to escape from Wei Tu's pursuit and sneak into the sect.

only--

After hearing this voice transmission and shouting, Ding Lezheng discovered that Fang Xingduan's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were even a little colder than before.

His face turned grim, and he immediately understood that it must be because he had plundered the essence and blood of the monks in the towns and villages along the way, which made the monks in the sect, such as Fang Xingduan, fear him like a tiger.

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

Ding Lezheng cursed inwardly.

At the same time that Ding Lezheng was cursing inwardly, at this moment, Wei Tu, who had been chasing Ding Lezheng for several days, suddenly flashed and finally caught up with Ding Lezheng, and stopped Ding Lezheng firmly in front of him.

next moment.

Two "Green Emperor's Life-Slaying Swords" and "Xuanling Golden Chains" shot out from Wei Tu's fingertips at the same time and besieged Ding Lezheng.

Although the Green Emperor's Life-Slaying Sword is his usual method, it can also be called a killing move when dealing with Ding Lezheng, who is already at the end of his strength.

Seeing two hundred-foot-high sword energies and the "Xuanling Golden Chain", the 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.

However, this safe area is exactly what Wei Tu left intentionally, a "three-sided encirclement with one missing" area that never gets tired of using.

call!call!
Just as Ding Lezheng was trying to escape, Wei Tu flapped his wings behind him, and instantly appeared at Ding Lezheng's retreat path, and punched him hard.

"Puwa!" Under this heavy blow, Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul spirit body was torn apart, and he was forced to spit out several mouthfuls of Nascent Soul essence from his mouth, and 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 Le, with a pale face, played the emotional card, with a hint of begging for mercy.

But Wei Tu, a veteran of many battles, would not be moved by this. He did not realize that this was Ding Lezheng's delaying tactic.

Without stopping, golden light appeared on his body, condensing into a golden spear, and he clenched his right fist and stabbed it towards the forehead of Ding Lezheng's Yuanying spirit body, ready to kill him 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 Yuanying.

But that's it.

But Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul suddenly turned into a pool of blood and split into two, avoiding his attack.

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

"Possessing someone else's body?" In an instant, Wei Tu guessed Ding Lezheng's thoughts.

Now, Ding Lezheng's physical body has been lost. If a battle of possession and a competition of spirits and souls were to take place in his sea of ​​consciousness, it would undoubtedly greatly reduce his advantage on the battlefield.

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

However, this method is Ding Lezheng's only option to seriously injure him now.

"Block!" A cold light flashed in Wei Tu's eyes. His spiritual consciousness moved, and golden light emerged from his spiritual body, transforming into a shield that blocked his forehead. When the blood-colored arrow transformed by Ding Lezheng was about to hit him, he stretched out five fingers from it and grabbed the blood-colored arrow directly.

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

Under the palm of his hand, which was condensed by the golden light of his spiritual body, the blood-colored arrow was burned so hard that it made a "sizzling" sound and smoked, and it was transformed into Ding Lezheng's previous Nascent Soul spiritual body again.

But, at this moment.

Ding Lezheng's desire to survive was still astonishing. He quickly made a hand gesture and divided his soul into more than a dozen parts. He abandoned his Nascent Soul body and escaped.

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

In an instant, a giant green hand hundreds of feet in size appeared in the air, blocking all escape routes of Ding Lezheng's dozen or so remaining souls.

Then, the giant green hand clenched into a fist, and the tremendous magic power within it instantly annihilated the dozen or so residual souls.

However, among these residual souls, Wei Tu still left one, ready to be used for soul searching later.

After Wei Tu finished all this.

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

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

When we reached the gate of Shengya Mountain.

The blood that leaked from Ding Lezheng's Nascent Soul spirit body also dripped onto the light shield of the Shengya Mountain formation.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

These few drops of blood were particularly conspicuous above the colorful light shield of the formation.

Seeing this scene, the minds of the cultivators in Shengya Mountain slowly calmed down. They all noticed the deathly quiet atmosphere, where one could hear a pin drop.

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

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

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

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

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

"I don't know why our ancestor offended Venerable Wei, but if Venerable Wei is able to do so, can you only punish 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..."

Upon seeing this, all the monks in Shengya Mountain were in silence. Some sentimental people even shed tears, with their tears staining their long collars.

But what they don't know is.

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

If they knew about this, they might have a different view on 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 and your ancestor signed the gentleman's agreement, more than two hundred years have passed, but I have never seen him. Are you sending only Wei to commit a crime?"

If Ding Lezheng had kept his promise and not attacked the Wei family cultivators, then even if he had become a mortal enemy with Ding Lezheng, he would not blame the other cultivators of Shengya Mountain for it.

But Ding Le is not like that.

After he achieved the spiritual transformation stage, he thought highly of himself and violated this gentleman's agreement.

Besides, he had never seen or heard that when Ding Lezheng imprisoned the Wei family cultivators, the head of Shengya Mountain "Fang Xingduan" in front of him, or other Shengya Mountain cultivators, spoke up for him.

If so, he would only blame one person.

The words fell.

Fang Xingduan blushed and his throat opened for a moment, but he could not think of any excuse for this.

"If Master Wei wants to kill people, can you let the innocent people go... and sacrifice your life in exchange?"

"Your Excellency Wei should have seen that our sect did not help the tyrant to commit atrocities, nor did it help Ding Lezheng."

Fang Xingduan knelt down and bowed, then spoke again.

Just now, he did not help Ding Lezheng because he was afraid that Ding Lezheng would attack his fellow disciples, and he also realized that Ding Lezheng would be intercepted by Wei Tu and would have difficulty returning to Shengya Mountain.

Helping Ding Lezheng rashly would only expose a flaw in the Shengyashan sect protection formation, which would be of no use at all.

Once there is a loophole in the sect protection formation, it will undoubtedly be difficult for Situ Yang and other high-level leaders of Shengya Mountain to escape.

However, despite this, 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 and didn't see anything strange in this man, as if this man was really not afraid of death.

At this time, Fang Xingduan, who had just said this, had already stood up, and with the magic power in his palm, he slapped his own head.

Under this blow.

In an instant, Fang Xingduan flew out with a "puff" sound, like a broken sack.

When he stood up again, he found that his aura had dropped from the late Nascent Soul stage to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

He has already wasted a level of his 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 dropped again, falling to the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Headmaster..."

"Headmaster..."

After seeing this scene, the cultivators in Shengya Mountain could no longer hold back their tears, and many of them began to cry bitterly.

But at this moment, a not-so-harmonious voice suddenly came from outside the formation shield.

"Master Fang is so wise and righteous, why don't the other Nascent Soul cultivators from Shengya Mountain come forward to accept the punishment?"

The words fell.

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

(End of this chapter)