Divine Reverence

Chapter 321
"Yes, but there is no other way. The weak are prey to the strong, and they are at the bottom, so they can only have such a fate!" Ye Wenji shook Zhiqing's little hand.

"If we are one of them, then this kind of thing may happen to us, it will become the meat of others, and it will become a stumbling block for them to reach the top. There can only be one end for the stumbling block, which is to destroy it. !"

Zhiqing is also well aware of this truth, but she is a woman after all, so she is still a little soft-hearted.

The cultivator looked at the soul-destroying nail on the wooden coffin with extremely panicked eyes, and after staring at it for a long time, he stretched out his trembling hand, his eyes looked like he was looking at a demon god, lowered his eyes Looking down at his hands, he raised his head and glanced at those high and mighty men, with incomparable resentment in his eyes.

"Ah! Ah!" He suddenly yelled crazily, his voice was like a ghost, his whole face was twisted into a ball, his face was full of red blood, as if all the blood in his body had rushed to his head, his Both hands finally grasped the soul-destroying nail!

"I'm not reconciled, why does God treat me like this!" He yelled up to the sky, he was really not reconciled, he obviously came here with full of hope, but he threw his life here, even if he died here, it doesn't matter, But he didn't want to implicate his family after his death. His lineage, this clan, was completely wiped out. How could people be so reconciled!
"You so-called strong people will not be good in the future. Even if I die today! You will be sent by heaven in the future. I curse this world with my life and the resentment of everyone in my family. It will eventually be destroyed!" The vicious language made everyone present feel chilled, this curse and resentment is really too vicious.

Suddenly, his body swelled rapidly.

"He's going to blow himself up!"

"Hmph! I won't give him a chance." Someone sneered.A big hand slapped it, and the body of the cultivator no longer swelled, and returned to its original state.

"You can die only if you pull out the soul-destroying nail, otherwise, you won't be able to die even if you want to!" An old voice tinged with cold cruelty.Even if you want to die, you have to pull out the soul-destroying nail before you can die, otherwise, you don't even have the right to die!

This is the strong man, who can sacrifice everything for his own benefit in front of the so-called face!
"What are you afraid of when a cultivator dies? It doesn't matter how many times you die, you can open the wooden coffin!" This is their principle.

"Ah! God! Have you seen it? Have you seen our sorrow as ordinary people? In front of the so-called strong, we don't even have the right to die! We don't even have the right to decide the way of death? God, Is this how you treat your people? How sad!" A string of teardrops rolled down, and it was said that a man would never flick his tears, but who could understand the sorrow in his heart?This feeling of being oppressed is really hard to swallow, but I have to swallow it forcefully, this bitter fruit that no one knows the taste of.

"Pull out the soul-destroying nail!" The cold words sounded like a thunderbolt in the cultivator's ears, which undoubtedly sounded the death knell for him.This not only sounded the death knell for him alone, but also sounded the death knell for all the people of this clan, the whole line. There is nothing more sorrowful than this!
The cultivator who was bleeding and tearing had bright red blood in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth was also bleeding because he bit his lip hard.But so what, nothing can be changed, he still has to die, and the family is also cursed for thousands of years!
Finally, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled out the soul-destroying nail fiercely. If he was going to die, then so be it!

There was no suspense that the soul-destroying nail had been nailed to the cultivator's head.The cultivator's eyes stared at the sky with resentment, he didn't close his eyes until he died, and he didn't close his eyes when he died.

Now two soul-destroying nails have been pulled out, and there are still two soul-destroying nails on the wooden coffin, which means that there are still two people who will be the scapegoats under the ten-thousand-year curse.

Another big golden hand appeared and grabbed the casual cultivators. Many people kept backing away in fright, hoping not to choose themselves, not to be afraid of death, but not to let the whole clan suffer the curse of extermination.

"Ah!" "Ah!" Someone kept screaming.Want to escape this disaster!

But the ruthless hands also grabbed a cultivator, and this cultivator was carried over like a chicken.

"Pull out the soul-destroying nail!" It was still these simple words, but to this practitioner's ears, it was like a life-threatening curse.

"I beg you, I have an old man at the top and a young man at the bottom. Our lineage is passed down from generation to generation. Please hold your hands high and spare me!" The cultivator collapsed on the ground like mud, crying like a foot Has stepped into hell.

People don't have to be afraid of such a way of death, but when they think of the terrible ten thousand year curse, the consequences are really unbearable!

"Needless to say, you have only one choice, and that is to pull out the soul-destroying nail!" The indifferent words had sealed the fate of him and his clansmen.

"I can die, I can die however I want, but save you, can you not let me pull out the soul-destroying nail, I can't implicate my family, my clan, I don't want to be a sinner of my lineage through the ages! "

"Really, just scrape me alive, Ling Chi can do anything, I have nothing to say, but can I save you and spare my family, my clan!"

A man was crying bitterly, knelt on the ground and dozed his head, begging those strong men bitterly.

However, no one cared about his words at all, only cold eyes.

"Pull out the soul-destroying nail!" Those few words were enough to kill countless people.

"I can't, I really can't do this! Save you!".

What was waiting for him was a huge palm, and the cultivator's hand couldn't help but clenched a soul-destroying nail on the wooden coffin.

With a "thump", the cultivator's dead body stood out of thin air, and a long soul-destroying nail was inserted into his head.

Another life was ruthlessly obliterated in this way.There are also countless clansmen behind him who are also facing the same fate.

With the last soul-destroying nail, the cultivators behind Ye Wenji and Zhiqing felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The two cultivators who died in the front were right in front of them. They knew that as long as they were selected, it would be over. The price of death, the death of one person, affects the whole family, it is too cruel.

"You want to get treasures, why use our lives in exchange for them, why use the lives of our people to fulfill you!" Someone in the crowd cursed angrily.

"Because you are rubbish and useless!" Someone in the strong camp sneered.

"Aren't you amazing because you are so high? In the future, if someone with a higher cultivation level treats you like this, you will never say such things again!" Anyone would be the last family sinner to die from the curse.

"Let's resist. If we don't resist, we will die. If we resist, we will die. This big tomb is full of dangers. Even if they get the treasure, there will be a killing array at the gate of the tomb. At that time, we will still die. Why don't we die?" Let's fight!" Someone frantically wanted to fight with death.

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!" Someone cried bitterly.

"Do you think you can escape from here? Accept the last soul-destroying nail!" The high-ranking person stared at the weak crowd coldly.

Another big hand appeared, grabbing straight at Ye Wenji's direction.

Ye Wenji looked at the big hand firmly, without avoiding it, he just wanted to see what the big hand wanted to do.

The big hand seemed to be hesitant, but finally bypassed him, and another cultivator was caught.

This person's face was ashen, and he didn't say anything, because the three people in front had already explained that it was useless to beg and cry here.

"My friends, if you can go back alive, please tell my clansmen that such a fate is not what I choose, and it is not what I want to involve the clansmen to bear the curse of ten thousand years. If I can choose, I will be eaten alive , and will not implicate the clansmen. However, in the final analysis, I am also to blame for my incompetence. If I am strong and achieve the realm of gods, I don’t think anyone here will dare to treat me like this again, so I don’t hate anyone. Hate can only hate myself, hate my incompetence, although I am unwilling, but I can only die of hatred! Friends, please remember what happened today, and you must make yourself stronger in the future, and don’t be at the mercy of anyone Otherwise, not only will he die recklessly, but his family will also be implicated!" After speaking, he stopped looking at anyone, walked towards the wooden coffin, stretched out a hand to hold the last soul-destroying nail, and pulled it out forcefully.

"It's a pity, if this person doesn't die, he must be a great person in the future!" Ye Wenji wanted to make a move just now, but he thought again, it would be difficult for him and Zhiqing to fight against so many strong men at the same time, if he alone People, he would strike without hesitation, but Zhiqing was still by his side, just as the cultivator said just now, one must be able to protect one's family.So he has been hesitating!

"Wen Ji, let's save them! These people are too cruel!" Zhi Qing couldn't bear it anymore.

"However, once I make a move, we may have to face so many enemies. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you then!" Ye Wenji was most worried about this.

"Hehe, how could I be so weak? You know, I was the one who was worse than you before!" Zhiqing winked at him mischievously.

"But you have to promise me that you must be by my side, that I can see you at all times, that you must call me if you are in danger, and that you must put away the elixir I gave you. Need to use it, remember?" Wen Ji kept reminding him.

"Okay, I got it!" Zhi Qing scolded him, but she felt flattered in her heart.

(End of this chapter)