"It's you? It's you who killed the Plague Lord! It's you!" The Viagra suddenly shrank his pupils.

After all, Qi Jun is a disciple of Yang Zhu Academy. He knows the moral purple qi. Compared with the rolling black qi in front of him and the breath remaining in the blood clothes of the plague, he finally confirmed the murderer who killed the plague.

Unfortunately, it was too late to confirm it now, because Zhuang Zhou is no longer Zhuang Zhou that was the one before the New Year. He does not have different control over the aura of the Great Dao, but his mind and nature are completely different.

Zhuang Zhou had never seen blood before the New Year, and Zhuang Zhou and Wang Xiong at this moment had killed many evil people.

"Plain Lord? Is the Plague Lord who kills innocent people?" Zhuang Zhou said coldly.

"You admit it? You admit it? That's great. Today, I will use your life to give you an explanation!" The evicting Lord shouted loudly.

The Epidemic Lord knocked away Hui Shi and rushed towards Wang Xiong.

"Boom!"

The rolling butterflies block the path of the Epidemic Lord and make it difficult for the Epidemic Lord to move forward.

"Everyone, let go of the famous disciples and kill this little boy on the spot! Follow the order!" The Epidemic Lord stopped shouting.

"Yes!" all the men in purple shouted.

Although the Epidemic Lord is proud of himself coming from Yangzhu Academy, as a captain of the Law Enforcement Hall, he has a certain level of vision. The little boy in front of him is too evil. This terrifying aura of Tao is obviously in great danger, and it is countless more dangerous than Huishi and must be killed as soon as possible.

A group of men in purple let go of the famous disciples and rushed straight to Zhuang Zhou.

"Zhuang Zhou, run!" Mr. Gujing suddenly exclaimed not far away.

This scream made Zhuang Zhou look surprised. After all, in the past memory, Mr. Gujing is not a good person. He is greedy for small gains, arrogant, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, but at this moment, he is still worried about himself?

"Don't worry, they can't kill me!" Zhuang Zhou said lightly.

As soon as Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, a group of ghosts beside him suddenly screamed in horror.

"It's you, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Let me go!"

"Devil, devil, don't come here!"

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These ghosts were refined into ink and written into Yang Zhu's calligraphy. A group of ghosts seemed to be tortured and unconscious. However, even though they were not clear, they still remembered the devil who tortured them in the deepest part of their souls.

Is it these people in purple?

Looking at the horrified ghosts around him, Zhuang Zhou said coldly: "It seems that you killed them all, and they tortured the aura of sorrow and resentment, and refined them into ink?"

"Hmph, so what do we kill? They should kill! Just like you, you dare to kill the Plague Lord, and you will be punished for death!" The Epide Lord's eyes turned cold.

The Epidemic Lord gradually stopped taking Zhuang Zhou seriously, because the Epidemic Lord was getting closer and closer to Zhuang Zhou, and he was about to kill Zhuang Zhou with one sword.

"A group of useless butterflies are as weak as water walls. They want to stop me? Death!" Epidemic Lord slashed down with a hideous sword.

"Be careful!" Hui Shi exclaimed.

Zhuang Zhou stood there, looking coldly at the sword that the Epidemic Jun slashed.

"A water wall is as weak? Humph, you only know that the best is like water, and water benefits all things without fighting! Do you know that the best is like water, and water fights all things in the world die!" A murderous aura flashed in Zhuang Zhou's eyes.

The butterflies who were still gentle just now suddenly showed a ferocious look, and suddenly flapped their wings and flew up in an extremely regular manner. In an instant, the sea of ​​butterflies was like real sea water, suddenly colliding, rotating, and roaring, as if forming a tsunami storm. The terrifying impact force suddenly rushed towards the sword energy of the Epidemic Lord.

"boom!"

The sword energy of the Epidemic Lord shattered and opened.

"What?" exclaimed.

However, it was too late to scream. The rolling tsunami seemed to change the color of the world and rushed towards the purple-clad men. An impact from the avenue swept across.

"No!" The men in purple immediately shouted in horror.

Because, from this butterfly tsunami, a group of men in purple seemed to feel a force of destruction of heaven and earth, which was not something they could bear.

Begging for mercy now is useless, Wang Xiong's nature will not be shaken.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The butterfly tsunami was like a collision between heaven and earth. One by one, the men in purple were instantly shattered by the huge collision, and the sky exploded.

This sudden scene made Hui Shi and the famous disciples all sucked cold breaths.

Mr. Gujing was even more frightened and trembled all over, while the students were covered by Zhuang Zhou's eyes with butterflies, and he could not see this bloody scene.

The weakest law enforcement teams are the earth immortals. Under such a great collision between heaven and earth, they have no power to resist and they exploded in an instant.

Only Epidemic Lord left with many magic weapons, and he barely supported it for a while.

"Stop, stop, I am a disciple of Yang Zhu Academy, I am..., don't kill me!" The Epidemic Lord shouted in horror.

The shield formed by all magic weapons has cracks, and the impact of the butterfly tsunami around it is stronger once and once, causing the Epidemic Lord to look desperate.

"When you kill these people and refine your souls and refine ink, have you ever satisfied their begging for mercy?" Zhuang Zhou said unmoved.

"Boom!"

The Epidemic Lord was about to be unable to hold on, and he also knew Zhuang Zhou’s cruelty at this moment. At this moment, the Epidemic Lord was filled with regret, regretting to cause this disaster.

"Wait, I'm dead, the Lord of the Palace will avenge me. You all have to die, all have to die!" Evied king let out a ferocious roar before his death. At the same time, a red light appeared in his chest.

"Be careful, that is the same-life Gu in the Law Enforcement Hall of Yang Zhu Academy. He passed the information to another same-life Gu. Hurry, don't let him notify his location!" Hui Shi said anxiously.

"It's too late, the Lord of the Palace already knows it, hahahaha, you guys are waiting to die!" said the Epidemic Lord hideously.

Zhuang Zhou reached out to the point of pressure.

"boom!"

The butterfly tsunami crushed all the magic weapons of Epidemic Lord, and even Epidemic Lord suddenly exploded into countless fragments.

This time, the blood of all the men in purple was eaten by a group of butterflies and no longer flew to Zhuang Zhou, because at this moment, the butterflies came out of Zhuang Zhou's dream, and the butterflies absorbed blood and immortal essence and would be passed on to Zhuang Zhou.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz

As Zhuang Zhou waved his hand, countless butterflies became gentle again and flew to all directions.

A group of mummies in purple were left behind, and there were also the incredible eyes of Mr. Gujing and a group of famous disciples.

"In my name, open the book of life and death, conquer the sins of this life, and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation!" Zhuang Zhou waved his hand gently.

"call!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and all the crazy souls entered the samsara.

After doing everything, the entire Gujing Private School was quiet, watching Zhuang Zhou turn his hands around and turn his hands into rain.

Mr. Gujing was frightened and swallowed his saliva. The students looked at Zhuang Zhou in fear.

The famous disciples became famous for their eloquence, but at this moment they were collectively aphasia. Only Hui Shi was the first to react.

"Famous master, Hui Shi, I have met Mr.!" Hui Shi stepped forward.

Hui Shi did not despise Zhuang because of his young age. After all, the scene just now made Hui Shi dare not underestimate it.

"Taoist, Zhuang Zhou!" Zhuang Zhou nodded.

"I've seen Zhuangzi!" Hui Shi gave another gift.

After Hui Shi finished speaking, everyone looked at Hui Shi in shock. After all, they could be called "Zi" and were all famous practitioners of the Great Dao. Hui Shi was the leader of a famous scholar, so she was called Hui Zi.

Can the little boy in front of you be called Zhuangzi?

Zhuangzi glanced at Hui Shi and smiled softly.

Zhuang Zhou was not humble because he had just established his thoughts on the great way. Xiaoyao and Xiaoyao are free and unrestrained. Since he was free and unrestrained, he thought he was qualified, so why should he be humble?

Besides, it is natural to call yourself a ‘son’!

"A famous master? This is the first time I heard of it!" Zhuangzi smiled.

The disciples of famous masters frowned slightly, but Hui Shi didn't care.

"A famous scholar is not a famous scholar in the world, so it will naturally not be your ears! I am also trying hard to strengthen it, but unfortunately..." Hui Shi said with a wry smile.

"So it's the leader of a famous scholar. I'll call you Huizi!" Zhuang Zhou said with a smile.

"Whatever you want, call me Huishi!" Huishi said with a smile.

Mr. Gu Jing was on the side but he looked entangled. At the moment, he was worried about the revenge of Yang Zhu Academy, and on the other hand, he regretted that he had insulted Zhuang Zhou so much in the past.

Huizi is worthy of being a leader of a famous scholar and immediately noticed Mr. Gujing's mentality.

"This private school teacher, it seems that the sin of Zhuangzi in the past was?" Huizi said curiously.

Huizi said it out loud, but she was helping Mr. Gujing to eliminate the grudges in Zhuangzi.

Sure enough, Zhuang Zhou looked at Mr. Gujing and a group of school children and said calmly, "Mr. Gujing did not lose his teacher ethics in his past, but he was not evil in his heart and nature and was imprisoned. He also wanted to remind me, forget it, and the grudges will be eliminated from now on. What do you think, Mr. Gujing?"

"Okay, okay, thank you Zhuang Zhou, no, thank you Zhuangzi, thank you Huizi!" Mr. Gujing immediately showed a look of joy.

Although Mr. Gujing has no ability, he has been outside and has finally made a living. He knows the dignity of the great Taoist. In the past, he offended Zhuang Zhou many times, and to change the great Taoist, it would be a death sentence! Now, all the grudges have been eliminated, which is a great joy.
To be continued...