boom!

As soon as the ape broke the way out, the ape had no use to preach the ape, and the beast path formation was broken in an instant.

Although the preacher was angry, he never dared to act rashly again. He stared at the broken Taoist ape not far away with fear, and a feeling of powerlessness faintly arose in his heart.

"The Titan Golden Ape is seriously injured, and the preaching ape has no effect. Come on, let me see how you are going to struggle to death." Su Xian's mouth was filled with sneer. In his eyes, Mao Qitian was like mud playing with in the applause, and could be kneaded freely.

Mao Qitian took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, but his heart was dripping with blood, and he tried to negotiate: "Su Zhenchuan, please forgive me if you want to forgive me."

Seeing that Mao Qitian was still alive, Su Xian shook his head in disappointment, with a hint of pity in his eyes and said, "Ignorance is really terrible. Let's do this, I will teach you another lesson before you die."

"What?" Invisibly, a feeling of despair surged in Mao Qitian's heart, but his eyes were still not soft, but he still said hard.

So, Su Xian asked with a smile: "Do you know what inevitable side effects will the Blood God Jade have while transforming its qualifications?"

"Get divine thoughts to maintain the level of Blood God Jade."

This problem is extremely easy for Mao Qitian.

"What kind of demon trees are these trees around?" Su Xian asked again.

"Locking the Divine Blood Tree." Mao Qitian didn't know what Su Xian wanted to say, but he replied.

Hearing the answer, Su Xian nodded with satisfaction, then waved his right arm, pinched the blood elf in the air in his hand, looked at Mao Qitian with a smile, and said, "The Blood God Jade Mine cuts down the divine consciousness, and the God-locking Blood Tree suppresses the divine consciousness. How did the blood elf be born?"

Upon hearing this, Mao Qitian's face was stunned, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but he smiled dryly: "I really don't know how to do this. Maybe the world has its own reason for it to be nurtured?"

"Oh, I can never wake up someone who pretends to be asleep." Su Xian tightened his hand, and the power of the two elephants suddenly exploded, and he directly strangled the blood elf to death in his palm, shook his head and sighed.

On the other hand, Mao Qitian, at the moment when the blood elf died, a line of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell to the red blood mud, without any sign of struggle.

"Your so-called doubts were all fake, right? Just because you saw this blood elf, you knew that this was a situation set by Wu Ya and I. On this basis, you made up those doubts about right and wrong to confuse me, just to make me think I succeed, and then kill it before my spiritual thoughts could be communicated to the blood elf?" Mao Qitian's mouth showed a bitter smile, his face was ashamed, and he said disheartenedly.

This blood elf is Mao Qitian’s third monster!

Unfortunately, the blood elves were originally a kind of spirit of heaven and earth, and had no body. In order to set up a plan, Mao Qitian let the blood elves escape from the demon palace and were suppressed in the blood forest of the God-locking God for half a month. No wonder the blood elves looked like a soulless spirit, and their aura was depressed.

Su Xian sighed, still shook his head, and said, "You're thinking too much. I guess, even Wu Ya doesn't know that this blood elf is your monster, right? For the so-called emperor monster magic sound genius, you are willing to pay such a great price, and even hurting the Titan Golden Ape is a part of your plan, right?"

"As long as the Titan Golden Ape is injured, one can confuse me, and the other can gain Wu Ya's trust. But Wu Ya clearly doesn't know that I have a fantasy story, which means you didn't tell him your purpose. But if you kill me, you know that you two will inevitably have internal conflicts because of the fantasy story. You will definitely not have the advantage of the Titan Golden Ape being injured, so you are going to keep this blood elf to plot against Wu Ya, right?"

"I didn't expect that things went against my wishes. Wu Ya was killed by me. Yes?" Su Xian's tone was plain, and he had a kind of wisdom to see through everything, and said with a smile.

Mao Qitian was expressionless. The feeling of all his thoughts being guessed made him feel like he was constipated. He couldn't say anything. He just asked, "Why? Then why didn't you say it at that time? As long as you say it, Wu Ya and I will definitely turn against us in advance."

Mao Qitian stared at Su Xian in a daze, but saw a sarcastic smile appearing on Su Xian's face, and he just looked at him quietly.

"Are you because of disdain? From the beginning of watching the show, to when I used Mu Xuan to provoke you, you have decided to kill us with your own hands? You don't want to let us fight in internal affairs, just to use us as your whetstone and step on our corpse?" Mao Qitian was frightened. As soon as this speculation came out, he felt horrified in his heart. His eyes grew from being ashamed to a hint of fear, and he looked at Su Xian in fear.

"You're scared." Su Xian smiled.

"Why? This makes no sense at all! Just because you disdain, you want to defeat us one by one. This is brute force! You wanted us to die from the beginning? But you extinguished my hope before I communicated with the blood elf, and this is another trick! You have clearly seen through my plan, I have clearly guessed your purpose, I am right, you are lying to me, why are you playing tricks on me! Yes, you want to play tricks on me! You..."

Immediately afterwards, Mao Qitian seemed to be in a state of confusion of consciousness, with fear hidden in his eyes, but he was speechless. Some words began to repeat constantly. After seeing Mao Qitian's state, the preacher next to him shook his head in disappointment at his master, turned around and walked back to the demon palace by himself.

There is no hope of life, so why not be blocked in the demon palace!

This is the choice of the preaching ape.

"He's crazy." Qingyu said.

"Don't worry, since you're already crazy, in his state, the demonic power will be dispersed, and you should starve to death within three days. To be safe, I want to watch him die." Su Xian said frankly.

"Damn it, I'm saying you are a psychopath? It would be fine if you said that little baby named Han Yu died, but now you have to torture this little baby again?" Qing Yu seemed to see Su Xian's dark side clearly and said in surprise.

Su Xian did not deny Qingyu's words, but just said to Qingyu with a nonsensical divine thought: "Old Hei told me that the demon cultivator who received the preaching ape must have a good wisdom and may even feel conceited in this regard."

"So, you have to humiliate him repeatedly, deny him, and play him out of order, making him suspicious of himself and eventually go crazy? Wu Ya just threatened you, so you gave him a refreshing way of death, but this little baby threatened your friends like Han Yu, so you didn't attack them, but tortured them with another more cruel method?" Qing Yu's thoughts were clear, and he expressed Su Xian's true thoughts in one sentence.

Everyone has that side in the sun, real and beautiful.

Everyone also has that side in the dark, ugly but more real.

Su Xian nodded, without hiding the slightest concealment of Qingyu, and said bluntly: "I left the family since I was a child. Except for Hei Lao, I cannot feel the feelings of family affection or any kind of friend. Therefore, with friends and brothers, I will cherish it more and I will not allow others to threaten them. Those who threaten me can, and those who threaten them will have to pay the price they deserve."

"Are you dead, isn't it too easy?" Su Xian's voice was a little cold.

"Mr. Qing, don't worry, when I grow up in the future, I will not let anyone threaten you. No one can do it."

At this moment, Su Xian showed an extremely clean smile, with no impurities in his eyes, which shocked and moved Qingyu.

According to the methods on the ancient continent, Su Xian’s actions at this moment have turned to evil. He wants to see a madman starving to death. This idea is even an absolute evil cultivator!

But in Qingyu's eyes, this is not evil at all. Su Xian has gone too far when facing the kind of love that is worth cherishing. Everything will turn against you, so the actions are also terrifying.

Who can tell whether it is good or evil?

"Do you remember Chen Xiao?" Qingyu asked again suddenly.

Su Xian stood calmly not far from Mao Qitian, his eyes drooping, and he communicated in his mind: "Of course I remember."

"Chen Xiao seriously injured Tang Lie. Why did you let him die so happily?"

Recalling the memories from a few months ago, Su Xian suddenly gave Qingyu a blank look and said quietly: "Mr. Qing, I am not stupid. At that time, I would not kill him with the power of thunder. In the end, I will be the one who will be beaten?"

"Oh, I really don't know what you are good about. Your character is very strange. As a teacher, I am afraid that you will suffer a major blow in the future and will go to extremes. That will be an absolute evil path!" Qing Yu couldn't say that Su Xian's approach was agreed or denied, and in the end he could only sigh.

"What a major blow?" Su Xian blinked in confusion and asked.

Qingyu was silent for a moment before saying, "Whether a lover falls, or a relative falls, or some very important people fall and are injured."

Hearing the sound, Su Xian was suddenly stunned, with a sharp sword passing through his eyes, but he silently lowered his head and fell into silence.

"Boy Su, you are too weak now. Not only are you weak in your cultivation, but you are also weak in your mind. The so-called practice is not only an improvement in your cultivation, but also a tempering of your mind. Your sixteen years of wandering journey have made your practice lack a complete emotion, so you will use such an extreme method to make up for the gap in your heart. Only when you gradually become stronger and look down on the people of the world, will you know that such a method is meaningless. The dead are gone, and right and wrong are gone, and if you pursue them again, it is a failure. The real strong man is not revenge, but guarding."

Qingyu's teachings slowly sounded, as if an old bell was knocked, and strands of ancient but endless true bell sounds echoed for a long time. Su Xian was like this, waiting for time to pass, as if only in a moment, three days passed quietly.

Three days later, Mao Qitian's lips were pale and chapped, and his face was bloodless. The nonsense that lasted for three days exhausted his energy. He was already dying half a day ago. Just now, he was so tired that he closed his eyes.

During these three days, Su Xian's eyes were slightly drooping, as if he was in a state of no spirit, staring at the red blood mud, like a sculpture without moving a trace.

Without Mao Qitian's noise, the world became quiet in an instant.

"Mr. Qing, I've figured it out."

"What?"

“Think clearly what to do after suffering the big blow you said.”

“How to do it?”

"I will go to heaven and earth, do my best to find the person I love and respect the most. If I can't even protect the person I want to protect the most, what's the use of me if I want this kind of cultivation?"
Chapter completed!